When it got dark in the afternoon, Class Three finally returned to the camp. Company Commander Leng Yu also stood at the door. When he saw that everyone had arrived, he pointed to the car and said: "Get in!"

"Your mother! When we get to the camp, we have to board a car. I can walk the rest of the way back."

Gao Fei muttered in his heart, but still got on the bus.

It’s tiring, and every step you can save is a step.

After getting on the bus, Gao Fei sat at the end. He took off his kettle, unscrewed the lid, and poured it with the mouth down toward the outside of the car.

Ever since he saw the iron worm, Gao Fei could not bear to take a sip of water along the way, and he had to fight hard to reach the army.

Three minutes later, he returned to the reconnaissance company, got out of the car, and Leng Yu said: "Let's eat directly."

He went directly to the canteen and ate the food he had not seen for a long time. Gao Fei had never thought that the big pot rice was so delicious.

After dinner, he returned to the dormitory. Gao Fei sat down and couldn't get up. He would rather lie down, but in the army, he had to abide by the rules and couldn't sleep until midnight.

After reaching the point, Gao Fei didn't even have the strength to go to bed. His whole body was really sore.

After finally getting into bed, Gao Fei didn't even take off his clothes, so he just lay there. He didn't think about anything and fell asleep.

…

At this time, in another camp, a thin man with a black face was lying on a rusty old iron bed, looking at the roof covered with cobwebs, but couldn't sleep. The camp he was in was a low-rise

There is a modern camp not far away from the tile-roofed house. The white buildings there are in stark contrast to the tile-roofed house.

The night passed unknowingly. The thin man got up. He opened his eyes and looked around. No one else was there in the dormitory. Only then did he realize that he had really become a polished commander.

"one two three four……"

Thinking of the morning exercise slogans outside, he stood up, walked to the door, and looked outside.

The soldiers who were training were soldiers from the mechanized infantry battalion. The thin man came back and got to know the nearby camp and the general situation.

Their slogans were loud, but not murderous. After all, they did not have the pressure of veterans who participated in the war. In peacetime, this group of vigorous warriors did not even have a chance to participate in the war.

The thin man also knew that he might become like them in the future, and the traces of the war that had happened would disappear from his world bit by bit.

"Will that day really happen?"

The thin little man suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. There is no war anymore. Are soldiers still soldiers?

Now that I'm back, I have a lot of ideas. It's better to stay in Nangang. There, I'm nervous all the time, so nervous that I don't have many thoughts to think about.

But now, it is too comfortable. When people become comfortable, they will have too many ideas. As a soldier, it is not good to have too many ideas.

He turned around, reached the table, bent down, and took out a porcelain basin, which he found in the warehouse after he came back. This is also very historical. Today's troops have long ago not used this porcelain basin.

Something.

He took the washbasin and walked outside. There was a row of water faucets for washing. They were different from when he left. It seemed that they were added later.

He turned on the water faucet, took a basin of water, and then stretched it in.

"Crash..."

He poured the cold water on his face, which made him sober up.

However, he was not awake enough, so he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and plunged into the basin.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

After more than two minutes, he suddenly raised his head and shook his face from side to side. Then he lifted the side of the basin and poured out the water. He picked up the side of the basin and returned.

He took out new clothes, the new military uniform issued to him. Although it looked very uncomfortable, he still planned to change into it.

There was a mirror in the room, and I don’t know who put it here. He took off his underwear, looked at himself in the mirror, and saw that there were lines on his strong body that looked oozing.

scars, one on top of the other.

Scars are the medals of a soldier. Every scar on his body is a medal. A scar is a story of iron and blood.

However, these stories will become a thing of the past. After he left Nangang, he also had to let go of everything in the past. Now he is still a guardian, but now he is no longer guarding Nangang, but

It's their roots.

"one two three four………"

The slogans outside were still being shouted, loudly.

The thin man was suddenly awakened by this slogan, and he suddenly thought that although he had left the land he worked hard to protect, he was still a soldier!

Soldiers cannot be so depressed.

He hurriedly put on his new military uniform, put on his hat, tied up his belt, arranged it, and trotted out the door.

He wants to return to his original self and perform exercises, even if he only performs exercises alone.

He muttered silently: "As long as I am here, the poisonous snake will not disappear. The poisonous snake will never be silent!"

It is this belief that makes him, who is no longer young, excited.

He ran to the playground with a bang.

Suddenly a man rushed over, which surprised the soldiers of the mechanized infantry battalion. Looking at the military rank, he was still a major. This military rank was not low, and he was on the same level as their battalion commander.

The officers and soldiers of the mechanized infantry battalion looked at this black-faced major who suddenly appeared in surprise. They saw him running on the runway in an extremely standard posture. His breath was steady and calm, but his calmness gave people a

A new vitality.

A long-lost feeling. I don’t know how long it has disappeared. It should have disappeared since he left this camp. Now, it is back.

"Chinese People's Liberation Army, Southwest Military Region, Viper Commando, start now, roll call——"

He shouted, with a deep voice, and the voice he shouted was dull.

The officers and soldiers of the mechanized infantry battalion stopped and looked at the major who suddenly rushed out to see what he was going to do. They, all of them, became curious about this major.

The officers and soldiers of the mechanized infantry battalion did not know who the major was. They only knew that this officer with an aged face came from the abandoned camp area. He was a hero who came down from the front line.

Frontline, in the world of soldiers, is a passionate word. Although we are in a peaceful era, it does not mean that there is no frontline.

Soldiers all worship heroes, especially those who come down from the front line. They have no chance to go to the battlefield, so they place their feelings on the battlefield on those heroes.
Chapter completed!