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Jelly Lin's past?
The influence of family background on a person will determine a person's life.

This sentence is most appropriate for Lin Yun.

In the novel "Ball Lightning", Lin Yun did not listen to others' discouragement for several times, and made some extreme actions, such as catching ball lightning bubbles arbitrarily, ambushing at sea, and the impulse of macro-integration ... These actions have profound reasons.

Moreover, her "getting what she wants by hook or by crook" is not aimed at everything, but just out of her obsession with weapons.

And this has a lot to do with her childhood experience.

When Lin Yun was a child, his father always worked in the front line of the army and often didn't go home. She was almost brought up by her mother, so she is also very attached to her mother.

On one occasion, my mother Lin participated in the Vietnam War in the front line of Yunnan, and was the company commander of a communication company.

On that day, a division battle broke out between the two sides and an important telephone line was cut off. Mother Lin personally took four signalmen to check it out. Several people were ambushed when they walked near the breakpoint. They persisted desperately. After connecting the line, mother Lin was stung by an attack bee and died of poisoning a week later.

"At that time, her skin was black and festering, her face was swollen, and her facial features could not be seen clearly. The process of death is very painful. Five-year-old Lin Yun saw her mother for the last time in a hospital in Kunming ... Since then, the child hasn't said a word for a whole year. When she spoke again, the language had become very fluent. "

From the mouth of General LAM Raymond, we learned about Lin Yun's mother's experience.

Lin Yun is so attached to her mother that such a thing is unbearable for her.

It's hard to understand that the influence of this experience on Lin Yun is not to make her hate everything about war, but to make her more enthusiastic about those things.

"Dad, I didn't expect macro fusion to be so powerful."

"You left a third of the country defenseless."

After the macro fusion, on the big mirror of the Gobi Desert, Jelly Lin's quantum ghost told people her heart, and everyone knew how she came to this day step by step.

"I remember that night, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival and Saturday. I am the only child left in the military kindergarten. I sat on a small stool in the yard, holding a moon cake from my aunt. I didn't look up at the full moon, just stared at the door. Aunt said: Good boy, Dad is out of the army and can't come back to pick up Yun Yun. Yun Yun must sleep in the kindergarten today. I said: My father never picks me up, but my mother will pick me up. Aunt said: Your mother left, she died in southern Xinjiang, and she will never come to see Yun Yun again. Although I knew this for a long time, it was not until then that my dream of waiting for more than a month was completely shattered. During that time, whether awake or asleep, the kindergarten door always appeared in my field of vision. The difference is that my dream mother always walks into the door over and over again, and when I am awake, the door is always empty ... This Mid-Autumn Festival night is a turning point in my life. My loneliness and sadness before suddenly turned into hatred, hating those who took my mother's life and made her successful.

After that, she has been thinking about weapons. For example, training bees to sting the enemy, letting pigs eat the enemy's feed to starve the enemy, and making strange noises with horns in the middle of the night to scare the enemy to death. ......

She thinks it has become a fascinating game, which makes her enjoy it.

Later, Lin Yun gradually adapted to the life without her mother, and her childish hatred faded with time, but this "charming game" never stopped, and all kinds of fantasies about weapons accompanied her growth.

Later, in Lin Yun's second grade, my father took her with him when he went to the south to form an army. Unexpectedly, this finally made weapons a part of Lin Yun's life.

The location of the troops is very remote, and there are no other children around. When General Lin was busy with his work, all his subordinates and colleagues played with Lin Yun. They are all officers in the field army, and most of them have never taken care of children. The toys they gave her the most were bullet casings of various sizes, and Lin Yun used them as whistles.

On one occasion, an uncle was teasing Lin Yun, unable to resist her determination to clamor for bullets, so he took a submachine gun and fired a shot into the air. Lin Yun heard the whistle of bullets passing through the air and touched the warm barrel of the submachine gun. In the past, all kinds of weapons imagined in the game suddenly became so powerless, and the real weapons in front of us had irresistible attraction.

Those brave men in the army, when they saw a little girl who liked guns, thought it was cute, and they continued to amuse her with guns, and finally even developed to let her shoot.

"At that time, I was holding a gun and felt the tremor when shooting, just like other little girls holding singing dolls. Later, I saw the shooting of light and heavy machine guns on the training ground. This voice is not harsh to me, but it is like a kind of singing that makes me happy ... After the holiday, the Grenade exploded and there was no recoil, and I didn't cover my ears. "

Later, Lin Yun came into contact with more weapons, such as tanks, heavy artillery and warships. What impressed her most was the flame thrower.

"I watched excitedly as the roaring dragon scattered a small piece of fire on the beach. A lieutenant colonel in the Marine Corps said to me, Yun Yun, do you know what is the most terrible thing on the battlefield? It's not a gun or a cannon. It's this thing. On the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, one of my comrades was licked by its tail, and the skin fell off at the touch. Fucking dead is better than alive. In the field hospital, he ended himself with a pistol when people were not looking. At that time, I thought of my mother who I finally met in the hospital. Her skin is all festered, her fingers are swollen and black, and it is impossible to commit suicide with a pistol ... This experience may make some people stay away from weapons for life, but it will also make others fascinated by it. I belong to the latter. The horrible machine hides a kind of power, and it is this power that fascinates me like drugs. "

In a difficult shooting training, the training effect of the soldiers was not ideal, but Lin Yun achieved excellent results. General Lin recalled: "At that time, I watched the fire-breathing machine gun vibrate steadily in your little white hand, which was the hand of a twelve-year-old girl. I also saw the residual gas in the gun chamber blowing the bangs on your little forehead. I saw your big eyes reflecting the fire of the gun, and the ecstasy and excitement in your eyes ... Xiao Yun, I was scared, really scared. I don't know how my daughter became like this.

Later, father Lin tried to get his daughter involved in music, art and literature, trying to correct her terrible tendency.

But he failed.

In Lin Yun's own words, "You planted beautiful flowers in my heart, but you didn't see what the soil was."

These soils are difficult to be replaced.

Not only that, these music, literature and art made her understand the beauty of weapons in a deeper level.

"I realized that the beauty that can make most people cultivate their temperament is weak, and the real beauty should be supported by internal strength. It expresses itself through deeper feelings, such as fear and cruelty. You can gain strength from it, or you can die on it. Weapons embody this beauty to the fullest. Since then, my fascination with weapons has risen to the height of aesthetics and philosophy. "

If the previous experience made Jelly Lin cold because of weapons, then another thing is probably the "last straw" that made her even crazier.

After entering the military academy, Lin Yun met a Russian lady at a weapons forum. She is an expert in chemical and biological weapons.

Because of their similar hobbies, the two became very good friends. They once went to Indo-China Peninsula to participate in a survey on the influence of chemical and biological weapons. There, they learned about each other's unfortunate past.

Lin Yun learned that the elegant lady in front of her was unable to reunite with her family because she was engaged in weapons research, and her daughter had died because of drugs. Lin Yun had a special affection for the mother who lost her daughter, and the relationship between them became closer.

Later, Lin Yun and Dr. Chen went to Siberia to investigate ball lightning, and went to see her when passing through Moscow.

There, Lin Yun learned something that broke her down.

The bee that stung Lin Yun's mother was genetically modified by the Soviet Union, which was extremely toxic and aggressive. The person who is in charge of this work is what Lin Yun thinks is a "mother-like person".

In order to appease the collapsed Lin Yun, the lady spoke her mind.

"Those terrible things may one day fall on the heads of your compatriots and relatives and on the delicate skin of the baby in your arms, and the best way to prevent this from happening is to make it happen in front of the enemy or potential enemy! Son, this is all I can give you. "

After that, Lin Yun completely embarked on the "point of no return" of chasing weapons.

A person's past is hidden in his behavior. In "Ball Lightning", whenever a choice needs to be made, when others are in a dilemma, Major Lin Yun can always give a firm attitude almost in cold blood. Her personality is different from that of ordinary girls. The formation of these personality characteristics, such as decisiveness, impulsiveness and stubbornness, is inseparable from her special family background and her childhood experience of war and weapons. No matter how scared, angry and puzzled she was, she could let go of her past.