阿甘正传(英文版)- 第11部分

bryant　make　curtis　run　fifty　extra　laps　after　practice　as　punishment。



good　ole　curtis。　　


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阿甘正传（英文版）6

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that　night　was　long　an　unfortable。　we　couldn'；t　fly　our　airplanes；　so'；s　they

got　to　shell　us　most　of　the　evenin　for　free。　they　was　a　little　saddle　between　two　ridges；　an　they

was　on　one　ridge　an　we　on　the　other；　an　down　in　the　saddle　was　where　the　dispute　were　takin

place—　tho　what　anybody　would　want　with　that　piece　of　mud　an　dirt；　i　do　not　know。　however；

sergeant　kranz　have　said　to　us　time　an　again　that　we　was　not　brought　over　here　to　understand

what　is　goin　on；　only　to　do　what　we　is　tole。



pretty　soon；　sergeant　kranz　e　up　an　start　tellin　us　what　to　do。　he　says　we　has　got　to

move　the　machine　gun　about　fifty　meters　aroun　to　the　lef　of　a　big　ole　tree　stickin　up　in　the　middle

of　the　saddle；　an　fine　a　good　safe　place　to　put　it　so'；s　we　is　not　all　blowed　away。　from　what　i　can

see　an　hear；　anyplace；　includin　where　we　presently　are；　is　not　safe；　but　to　go　down　in　that　saddle

is　goddamn　absurd。　however；　i　am　tryin　to　do　the　right　thing。



me　an　bones；　the　machine　gunner；　an　doyle；　another　ammo　bearer；　an　two　other　guys　crawl

out　of　our　holes　an　start　to　moving　down　the　little　slope。　halfway　down；　the　gooks　see　us　an

mence　to　shootin　with　they　own　machine　gun。　fore　anything　bad　happens；　tho；　we　has

scrambled　down　the　slope　an　into　the　jungle。　i　cannot　remember　how　far　a　meter　is　exactly；　but　it

almost　the　same　as　a　yard；　so　when　we　get　near　the　big　tree；　i　say　to　doyle；　〃maybe　we　better

move　lef；〃　an　he　look　at　me　real　hard…like；　an　growl；　〃shut　you　ass；　forrest；　they　is　gooks　here。〃

sure　nuf；　they　was　six　or　eight　gooks　squattin　under　the　big　ole　tree；　havin　they　lunch。　doyle　take

a　han　grenade　an　pull　the　pin　an　sort　of　lob　it　into　the　air　toward　the　tree。　it　blowed　up　fore　it　hit

the　groun　an　they　is　all　sorts　of　wild　chatterin　from　where　the　gooks　is—　then　bones　open　up　with

the　machine　gun　an　me　an　the　two　other　guys　heave　in　a　couple　more　han　grenades　for　good

measure。　all　of　that　gone　down　in　just　a　minute　or　so；　an　when　it　e　quiet　again；　we　be　on　our

way。



we　foun　a　place　to　put　the　gun　an　stayed　there　till　it　got　dark—　an　all　night　long；　too；　but

nothin　happen。　we　could　hear　all　sorts　of　shit　goin　on　everplace　else；　but　we　be　lef　to　ourselfs。

sunup　e；　an　we　hungry　an　tired；　but　there　we　is。　then　a　runner　e　from　sergeant　kranz

who　say　charlie　pany　is　goin　to　start　movin　into　the　saddle　soon　as　our　airplanes　have　totally

wiped　out　the　gooks　there；　which　is　to　be　in　a　few　minutes。　sure　enough；　the　planes　e　an　drop

they　shit　an　everthin　get　exploded　an　wipe　out　all　the　gooks。



we　can　see　charlie　pany　movin　off　the　ridge　line；　in　down　into　the　saddle；　but　no

sooner　does　they　get　over　the　edge　of　the　ridge　an　start　strugglin　along　the　slope；　than　all　the

weapons　in　the　world　mence　to　shootin　at　charlie　pany　an　droppin　mortars　an　all；　an　it　is

terrible　confusion。　from　where　we　is；　we　cannot　see　any　gooks；　on　account　of　the　jungle　is　thick

as　bonfire　brush；　but　somebody　sure　be　in　there　shootin　at　charlie　pany。　maybe　it　the

dutch—　or　even　the　norwegians—　who　knows？



bones；　the　machine　gunner；　lookin　extremely　nervous　durin　all　this；　on　accounta　he'；s　already

figgered　out　that　the　shootin　is　in　from　in　front　of　us；　meanin　that　the　gooks　is　in　between　us

an　our　own　position。　in　other　words；　we　is　out　here　alone。　sooner　or　later；　he　says；　if　the　gooks　do

not　overrun　charlie　pany；　they　will　e　back　this　way；　an　if　they　find　us　here；　they　will　not

like　it　one　bit。　point　is；　we　got　to　move　our　asses。



we　get　our　shit　together　an　begin　to　work　back　towards　the　ridge；　but　as　we　do；　doyle

suddenly　look　down　off　our　right　to　the　bottom　of　the　saddle　an　he　see　an　entire　busload　of　new

gooks；　armed　to　the　teeth；　movin　up　the　hill　towards　charlie　pany。　best　thing　we　coulda　done

then　was　to　try　an　make　friends　with　em　an　forget　all　this　other　shit；　but　that　were　not　in　the　cards。

so　we　jus　hunkered　down　in　some　big　ole　shrubs　an　waited　till　they　got　to　the　top　of　the　hill。　then

bones　let　loose　with　the　machine　gun　and　he　must　of　kilt　ten　or　fifteen　of　them　gooks　right　off。

doyle　an　me　an　the　other　two　guys　is　thowin　grenades；　an　things　is　goin　our　way　until　bones　runs



　



out　of　ammo　an　need　a　fresh　belt。　i　feed　one　in　for　him；　but　just　as　he　bout　to　sqeeze　the

trigger；　a　gook　bullet　hit　him　square　in　the　head　an　blowed　it　inside　out。　he　lyin　on　the　ground；

han　still　holdin　to　the　gun　for　dear　life；　which　he　does　not　have　any　more　of　now。



oh　god；　it　were　awful—　an　gettin　worst。　no　tellin　what　them　gooks　would　of　done　if　they

caught　us。　i　call　out　to　doyle　to　e　here；　but　they　is　no　answer。　i　jerk　the　machine　gun　from　po

ole　bones'；　fingers　an　squirm　over　to　doyle；　but　he　an　the　two　other　guys　layin　there　shot。　they

dead；　but　doyle　still　breathin；　so'；s　i　grap　him　up　an　thow　him　over　my　shoulder　like　a　flour　sack

an　start　runnin　thru　the　brush　towards　charlie　pany；　cause　i　scared　outta　my　wits。　i　runnin　for

maybe　twenty　yards　an　bullets　wizzin　all　aroun　me　from　behin；　an　i　figger　i　be　shot　in　the　ass　for

sure。　but　then　i　crash　thru　a　canebreak　an　e　upon　a　area　with　low　grass　an　to　my　surprise　it　is

filled　with　gooks；　lyin　down；　lookin　the　other　way；　an　shootin　at　charlie　pany—　i　guess。



now　what　do　i　do？　i　got　gooks　behin　me；　gooks　in　front　of　me　an　gooks　right　under　my　feet。

i　don'；t　know　what　else　to　do；　so　i　charge　up　full　speed　an　start　to　bellowin　an　howlin　an　all。　i　sort

of　lose　my　head；　i　guess；　cause　i　don'；t　remember　what　happen　nex　cept　i　still　be　bellowin　an

hollerin　loud　as　i　can　an　runnin　for　dear　life。　everthin　were　pletely　confused；　an　then　all　of　a

sudden　i　am　in　the　middle　of　charlie　pany　an　everbody　be　slappin　me　on　the　back　jus　like　i

made　a　touchdown。



it　seem　like　i　done　frightened　off　the　gooks　an　they　hightail　it　back　to　wherever　they　live。　i

put　down　doyle　on　the　groun　an　the　medics　e　an　start　fixin　him　up；　an　pretty　soon　the　charlie

pany　mander　e　up　to　me　an　start　pumpin　my　han　an　tellin　me　what　a　good　fellow　i

am。　then　he　say；　〃how　in　hell　did　you　do　that；　gump？〃　he　be　waitin　for　a　answer；　but　i　don'；t

know　how　i　done　it　mysef；　so　i　says；　〃i　got　to　pee〃—　which　i　did。　the　pany　mander　look

at　me　real　strange；　an　then　look　at　sergeant　kranz；　who　had　also　e　up；　an　sergeant　kranz　say；

〃oh；　for　chrissakes　gump；　e　with　me；〃　an　he　take　me　behin　a　tree。



that　night　bubba　an　me　meet　up　an　share　a　foxhole　an　eat　our　c…rations　for　supper。

afterward；　i　get　out　my　harmonica　bubba　had　gave　me　an　we　play　a　few　tunes。　it　sound　real

eerie；　there　in　the　jungle；　playin　〃oh　suzanna〃　an　〃home　on　the　range。〃　bubba　got　a　little　box　of

candy　his　mama　have　sent　him—　pralines　an　divinity—　an　we　both　ate　some。　an　let　me　tell　you

this—　that　divinity　sure　brung　back　some　memories。



later　on；　sergeant　kranz　e　over　an　axe　me　where　is　the　ten…gallon　can　of　drinkin　water。

i　tole　him　i　done　lef　it　out　in　the　jungle　when　i　was　tryin　to　carry　in　doyle　an　the　machine　gun。

for　a　minute　i　think　he　gonna　make　me　go　back　out　there　an　get　it；　but　he　don'；t。　he　jus　nod；　an

say　that　since　doyle　is　hurt　an　bones　is　kilt；　now　i　got　to　be　the　machine　gunner。　i　axe　him　who

gonna　carry　the　tri…pod　an　the　ammo　an　all；　an　he　say　i　got　to　do　that　too；　cause　nobody　else　lef　to

do　it。　then　bubba　say　he'；ll　do　it；　if　he　can　get　transferred　to　our　pany。　sergeant　kranz　think

bout　that　for　a　minute；　an　then　he　say　it　can　probly　be　arranged；　since　there　is　not　enough　lef　of

charlie　pany　to　clean　a　latrine　anyway。　an　so　it　was；　bubba　an　me　is　together　again。



the　weeks　go　by　so　slow　i　almost　think　time　passin　backwards。　up　one　hill；　down　the　other。

sometimes　they　be　gooks　on　the　hills；　sometimes　not。　sergeant　kranz　say　everthing　okay　tho；

cause　actually　we　be　marchin　back　to　the　united　states。　he　say　we　gonna　march　outta　vietnam；

thru　laos　an　then　up　across　china　an　russia；　up　to　the　north　pole　an　across　the　ice　to　alaska

where　our　mamas　can　e　pick　us　up。　bubba　says　don'；t　pay　no　attention　to　him　cause　he'；s　a

idiot。



things　is　very　primative　in　the　jungle—　no　place　to　shit；　sleep　on　the　groun　like　a　animal；　eat

outta　cans；　no　place　to　take　a　bath　or　nothin；　clothes　is　all　rottin　off　too。　i　get　a　letter　once　a　week

from　my　mama。　she　say　everthing　fine　at　home；　but　that　the　highschool　ain'；t　won　no　more

championships　since　i　done　lef。　i　write　her　back　too；　when　i　can；　but　what　i'；m　gonna　tell　her　that

won'；t　start　her　to　bawlin　again？　so　i　jus　say　we　is　havin　a　nice　time　an　everbody　treatin　us　fine。

one　thing　i　done　tho；　was　i　wrote　a　letter　to　jenny　curran　in　care　of　my　mama　an　axe　if　she　can



　



get　jenny'；s　folks　to　send　it　to　her—　wherever　she　is。　but　i　ain'；t　heard　nothin　back。



meantime；　bubba　an　me；　we　has　got　us　a　plan　for　when　we　get　outta　the　army。　we　gonna　go

back　home　an　get　us　a　srimp　boat　an　get　in　the　srimpin　bidness。　bubba　e