After we got off the bus, the backbone of the squad leaders who were in charge of us began to play their role. The camp was selected in advance. Our next task was to arrange the camp, build a headquarters, camp area, set up sentries, dig field toilets, and find water sources.

....

The backbone of our squad leaders who train us are not our own people. In other words, they are seniors who are three years older than us. In their view, we are just the "rookies" who came here for training like them. It can be said that,

Almost every nightmare we have every day here is caused by them. Of course, this includes the squad leader I mentioned before.

My squad leader, Shi Lei. Yes, just like his name, he gives people an extremely calm feeling, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a gentle look on his face, so that you can't even see the traces of being tortured here. The profound

With his eyes and tall nose, he feels like a male god from a TV series. Although I am not a manly person, even a man like me can't help but admire such appearance, but no matter how beautiful the rose is, it still has its thorns.

In the entire new training, it can be said that our class has the worst misfortune and the most strict management. And as I said before, every time roll call is late, our class will always take more than ten minutes longer than other classes.

It was the same when we entered the mountains. Our class did no less work than other classes, but much more. Under the leadership of our squad leader, we built basically half of the tents in the company. There were two people per tent.

Our backpacks are piled up, as well as moisture-proof mats for sleeping. Each class will be given some tools, three spades and picks each, which are inserted into their respective backpacks. They can be taken out when needed, which is more convenient.

.Then there was some unloading work, all in all it was very busy.

This was the first time I saw a tent. I didn't know how to set it up at first. I just followed the instructions of the squad leader. Gradually I became familiar with it, including the field toilet. It was not as easy to dig as I thought.

It's not just a deep pit as I thought. It must be fifty meters away from the camp and it must be built concealed enough. There are requirements for the depth and number of pits. Who would have thought that we are in the same class?

, unknowingly became a logistics support duty class. But to be honest, although the first day was very tiring, I also learned a lot. It was not until later that I understood the good intentions of the squad leader. He was trying his best to find everything.

It gives us the opportunity to learn and lay the foundation for future work.

After a busy morning, we finally finished all the preparations. After having lunch and sleeping, we started our training in the mountains. In the late autumn of October, in an unknown mountain forest, a group of people and the woods

, people integrated into the grass, sweating in the autumn wind. On the afternoon of the first day, I experienced feelings that I could not usually experience on campus, real environment, real scenes, blank bombs, smoke, and anti-virus

Masks, tanks, armor... We shuttled through the roar at the fastest speed, as if we had returned to the battlefield of our ancestors, and returned to my dream, although this was not true.

Monitor Shi once told me that when

When you are really facing the threat of death, the only one who can save your life is yourself. No matter how well you remember the tactical moves on weekdays, they may all disappear in the face of your fear. On weekdays, you are in full circle on the shooting range again and again.

When a live person appears in front of your sight, it may become useless. He once gave me a hypothesis, if we go to the battlefield and there is only me and one enemy left on both sides, you

Will I still shoot? To be honest, I have thought about it for a long time. Shoot? Even if I kill him, it will not mean anything to this battle. No one will care how many enemies I kill. This battle will not be because of

I killed one more person and changed the outcome. On the contrary, I ended the life of a person. He may have had many, many good memories, a family, and many people who cared about him, just like me. His family members even felt sorry for him.

He is proud of him. He may be as eager for peace as I am, and to be reunited with his family as soon as the war ends. No matter whether he is an invader or not, it is different now. The moment I fired the gun, what was shot under the dark muzzle was

The bullet of justice ended everything he originally had. Maybe I will become a hero, maybe I will live, but what? I deprived a person who I had never met of his life, and took away what he should have had.

everything.

Am I a hero or a devil?

The squad leader told me that his answer was to shoot. Because he was a People's Liberation Army soldier. He said that he might be innocent in terms of the war, but as a soldier, he could only obey, fight for the people, and fight for his beliefs.

Fight, because no one knows what he has done in the past, whether he is guilty of the nation we protect. If you don't shoot, you are irresponsible to yourself. As long as the other party does not put down his arms, he is the enemy, no matter right or wrong.

That day, when I was walking through the jungle with a gun, I suddenly recalled this conversation and felt very heavy. After all, for an eighteen-year-old young man, thinking about these topics related to life and death may be a bit daunting.

It is too early.

The dark night in the mountains always comes earlier. Soon, all our work on the first day was basically over. After a tiring day, I just wanted to have a good rest in the tent after dinner. After all, we were in the wild.

In the past, the work and rest in the camp would also change due to changes in the environment, but the basic housekeeping requirements were still there. In short, it would not make you too tight or make you too comfortable. You live in the same tent with me

, can be said to be my best friend throughout my military school life. His name is Zhao Erxun, and he has been with me through sad days one after another.

He is from the Northeast, maybe from the north, and he and I can get along very well. We first met him because we were in the same class, and later we had many common topics, so naturally we talked more. To be honest

The relationship with him got better because of this mountain training camp. He and I were in the same tent and we were brothers in the same class. Naturally, we would take more care of each other. It’s funny to think about it. At that time, we basically took advantage of the situation.

When it got dark, we did a lot of "bad things" together. We secretly ran to a small shop in the village a few kilometers away to buy snacks and drinks.

I secretly took out the e-books and MP3s I brought over to play with them. Of course, I was responsible for bringing things like power banks. One person was responsible for turning on the water, the other was responsible for cooking the instant noodles, one was responsible for playing, and the other was "looking out"

.One time, I was called out to work as soon as I brought back the boiling water. When I came back, I thought he might have eaten the noodles. Unexpectedly, he had soaked them long ago and kept covering himself in his bed for fear that the noodles would get cold.

Eat, and wait until I come back to enjoy this delicious food together. To be honest, although what I did at that time was tense and exciting, the instant noodles I ate in the tent that time were the best instant noodles I have ever eaten in my life.

I have a group of such lovely comrades around me. They are the most valuable asset in my military career. Although they are not the best in studies or the best in physical fitness, it is their encouragement and smiles that accompany me along the way.

After going through the most difficult days, I can feel like home here. Years later, what I can recall may not be the pain and sweat, but maybe more of the warmth and companionship.

It was still very cold in the mountains in October. So much so that we wore thick cotton coats and quilts and shivered in the tent throughout the night. Although it was the first time to live in a tent, it was inevitable that there would be a lot of excitement, but now, the cold

All the excitement I had was blown away.

"Beep————! Get up————!" At 3:30 in the morning, a loud wake-up whistle broke the tranquility of the night. We all got up and got dressed reflexively. Although we wanted to continue sleeping for a while, our brains

Li suddenly remembered the order during the roll call yesterday. Today was a long-distance march, forty-five kilometers, and everyone was dressed in combat attire. At 3:40, everyone gathered. In an instant, I felt no sleep at all. Although the tent was very big, it could not accommodate two people.

At the same time, I tidied up my clothes, so I simply took all my clothes and equipment outside to wear. It was so cold! I could clearly see my breath under the big car lights in the distance, and the flashlights in each tent were bright.

The originally quiet night became lively with the whistle. After all, it was the first time for everyone to live in a tent. Things that were clearly arranged neatly the first night could not be found in their original places this morning.

, but everyone was still orderly, fast and not panicked. It was much easier for me to move outside, so I stood at attention at the assembly point with my gun in hand early.

The moon was not very round, but I could clearly see a brilliant river of stars shining in the sky above my head. Wearing helmets and carrying backpacks, we lined up in two columns and began to move forward into the night. Zhao and I

Er Xun followed in the middle of the team. Perhaps because he had not slept well, no one spoke on the road. They were all half asleep and half awake, holding flashlights and walking on the rugged mountain road. I looked at the east in the distance.

, the fish-belly white color appeared, I can't help but recall the past. Yes, my classmates, the friends I once missed, may not have thought that I would be walking in a strange place at this time,
Chapter completed!