第十一章 5（第4/5页）
“Is everybody happy? Cried the sergeant, looking up.
Our hero feebly answered, 'Yes', and then they stood him up.
He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
雇佣兵的声音也逐渐不再嘶哑，提高了声调：
“Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
歌声传出来，陆军特种兵和海军陆战队员们默默地听着。他们都没想到，这些陷入绝境的雇佣兵会唱歌。虽然大多数听不懂，但是都知道这是部队行军歌曲。个别了解美军的干部听出来，这是美军王牌部队101空中突击师的士兵歌曲，这是著名的《血流成河》。
“他们不会投降的……”林锐淡淡地说。
“我们去准备。”海军陆战队营长转身走了。
歌声当中，海军陆战队员们默默收拾自己的武器，甩掉背囊。
教堂里面，Simon和他的兄弟们还在放声歌唱：
“He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock.
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop.
The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
阮文雄跟着他们一起唱着合唱部分：
“Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
Simon好似忘却了身上的伤痛，忘情地歌唱：
“The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome.
Suspension lines were tied in knots, around his skinny bones.
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.”
雇佣兵们也变得高昂起来：
“Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
外面，林锐看着漆黑的教堂：“给他们祈祷的时间吧。”
“你说过给他们一个小时，我们给足他们。”海军陆战队营长说，“他们没有难为人质，我们也给他们足够的尊重。”
林锐点点头，目光炯炯地看着漆黑的教堂。
歌声还在传出来：
“The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind，
He thought about the girl back home，the one he left behind.
He thought about the medicos and wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
...
The ambulance was on the spot， the jeeps were running wild.
Thc medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled. For it had been a week or more since last a 'chute had failed'.
And he ain't gonna jump no more
...
He hit the ground，the sound was 'Splat', 'his blood went spurting high.
His comrades they were heard to say, 'A helluva way to die.'
He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the' chute.
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper's suit.
He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more...”
教堂外面，所有的战士都默默听着，无论是绿色迷彩服还是蓝色迷彩服，无论是陆军特种兵还是海军陆战队。仿佛此刻一切都凝固了，又仿佛他们想起来自己最初的军旅岁月。一种情绪在内心深处流动，仿佛这些骁勇善战的战士在某种程度上心里的东西是相通的，是可以超越国籍和语言的。