Two hours later, the convoy left the N town camp and set out for the regiment.

More than a dozen cars drove slowly along the narrow two-lane town road to the entrance of the aisle. They sat solemnly in the back of the carriage, watching the four characters of "Haiphong Outpost" on the eight-link circular arch gradually disappearing behind the tree canopy. Yes, at that moment, as if something was missing.

Compared with N town, where the regiment headquarters is located, L town is very prosperous. It is already a famous industrial area, with a large number of foreigners, and the streets are very lively and crowded.

He solemnly looked at all the scenes in N town, but he didn't feel like it at all.

As a soldier for more than a year and almost two years, Zhuang Yan spent most of his time in secluded camps, such as N town, or a division teaching team.

He suddenly found that he had fallen in love with quiet.

The remote camps in N town are always quiet and quiet. There are not too many people in the town. In the morning, the armed off-road commander runs along the seaside road and occasionally encounters a few tourists or local people driving motorcycles. Swish past.

He likes the air there, the tranquility there, the purity of some uncontested world.

The town of L was full of people and cars. All kinds of trucks and cars were crowded together, and the convoy of military vehicles was jammed twice.

There was a smell of gasoline in the air, and the streets were lined with people in a hurry. The anxious drivers were blocked on the road and couldn't help honking their horns.

The camp planning of the new camp area is better than that of N town. It has a taste of the division's teaching team. The barracks are neatly arranged one by one, and the training ground is also unified. One battalion uses a large training ground, but said When it comes to the land, there is not so much surplus, and it is not on the same level as the coaching team and N town.

Moving to a new home is a lot to do.

For the next three days, in addition to the morning exercises, the Eighth Company was tidying up its new barracks - cleaning, installing new lockers, building bed frames, leveling the lawn and the mud in front of the barracks, planting trees, Plant Guri incense, wash the toilet...

Every day is relaxed and happy. Compared with the training intensity of the previous elite training team, it is simply a resort in paradise.

Han Xiaobei and Fang Dabao, a pair of living treasures, went to the teaching team, and they will not graduate until the end of the year.

Zhuang Yan was finally free recently, and he began to keep writing letters.

I'm leaving the Eighth Company. Although I don't know the future address for the time being, I still sent letters to Han Xiaobei and Fang Dabao respectively, telling them that I might go to the special team to participate in the selection training. If "unfortunately" selected, It may be difficult for everyone to meet again in the future, please keep in touch with Yunyun.

The second is to write a letter to the parents.

Zhuang Yan now keeps two letters sent home every month, and he wrote a letter to his father before when the teacher's teaching team participated in the elite training camp.

Zhuang Zhenguo's reply is always simple, just a few words, work hard, use the results to talk about things, don't brag on the letter, it's useless!

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but smile when he saw the reply.

This father, that kind of temperament will never change.

He also suddenly sighed, people say that soldiers are easy to be fools, and he used to evaluate his father Zhuang Zhenguo in the same way, but now he feels that his father is more and more cute, and he does not want to sneer at his behavior and despise him like before. eye.

Perhaps this is the so-called long live understanding.

I was not a soldier in the past, and I couldn't understand those who were in the army. Now that I am a soldier, I look back at my father back then, just like myself now.

This, what is there to despise?

Yes, father-son-father-son, Chinese-style father-son, isn't that the case?

When I was young and rebellious, I looked down on my parents, and when I became a father, I suddenly understood the meaning behind the so-called "father", and suddenly understood why my father was so tyrannical and arrogant. Suddenly, I understood everything. …

Like in that song, when I grow up, I become you...

Zhuang Zhenguo believed that what made Zhuang Yan happiest was the progress of his condition - he had undergone chemotherapy and took a lot of imported medicines, and his condition seemed to be getting better. My wife's account has been paid, and I want to accompany my wife to travel all over the country's great rivers and mountains, and go to various places to find comrades-in-arms.

As for the solemnity, Zhuang Zhenguo also said, you are not qualified to let me praise you, remember, you have received more than eight military medals and medals, and then talk to Laozi!

Voila!

It's such an awesome veteran, what's up?

In this letter, Zhuang Yan told Zhuang Zhenguo that he had won the first place in the competition of the group army, and an additional medal and certificate, but the most difficult part was that he had already been selected by the special brigade of the military region. If he went to participate in the selection training , it is necessary to give up a second-class medal, because the special brigade will not reward itself.

But if I stay, I seem to miss this opportunity to join the special forces, so I am still a little hesitant.

Second-class merit, it would be a lie to say that it is not distressed.

This is directly an entry card to enter the officers' club.

What many people dream of.

Let's not talk about it, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said that Xu Xingguo could give him a second-class skill, and he would be so happy that he couldn't sleep for days and nights.

Speaking of Xu Xingguo, the first-row and second-squad leader was taciturn and didn't say much these days.

The soldiers in the class all knew that he was going to participate in the selection training of the special team, and some soldiers wanted him to express his feelings half-assed, but when Xu Xingguo stared at him, he was so frightened that he quickly shut up and did not dare to mention it again.

Since they have to go to the training camp of the special team, solemn and serious often get together in their spare time to discuss what kind of devil training they will face, but Xu Xingguo never participates in the discussion between the two, just sits on the sidelines As if it had nothing to do with him.

On the evening of the 14th, a notice suddenly came from the regiment, saying that the three soldiers who went to the special brigade for training should prepare their own things and bring all their luggage - which means that this time, maybe they will never be again. came back.

That night, Majestic rarely lost sleep again.

Just like the night when I came to the army on the first day of the year, I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Later, I simply picked up the flashlight and checked the shops one by one. After checking the shops, I walked out of the row to take a breath.

The company's duty post saw the solemn, smiled and said hello: "Squad leader three, can't sleep?"

Nodding solemnly, with a hum, he sat on the steps of the company barracks, looking up at the night sky.

The weather was clear and starry.

He suddenly remembered that his two old monitor, Lao Qi and Yin Xiancong, who were already studying in the Luyuan, wondered if they had the same insomnia as himself on the first day they arrived in the Luyuan, or the night before they went to the Luyuan.

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