This kind of life is not only a little upsetting for me.
My annoyance mainly comes from repeated repetitions over and over again, and what I do seems to be meaningless. Apart from making reports, I just have to eat and socialize, and then I numbly face compliments again and again...
In the first few days, the soldiers thought it was fresh and fun, but after a long time, everyone thought it was a chore.
"Company Commander!" When Xiao Liu returned to the base for dinner that day, he couldn't help but ask: "When will we return to the army?"
"What?" I said, "I'm not used to living?"
"Not..." Xiao Liu replied: "I just miss the army a little, and we don't do anything here. We just eat and talk all day long, and I always feel that it's not a big deal..."
"Come on, you!" Chen Guoxin picked up a thick piece of pork belly and chewed it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "When you are on the battlefield, you think about going back to the rear, and enjoying happiness in the rear, you think about the battlefield... …Aren’t you a bad boy?”
"You can't say that!" Scar interrupted: "Our troops are still struggling on the front line and fighting against the Vietnamese Japanese. But we are here with big fish and meat, so it's not delicious!"
"The leader of the row is right!" The scholar nodded and said, "If we really have any tasks, we don't think there is anything in our hearts, but... we eat and drink all day long, or just talk to the microphone... It's quite unpleasant!"
"What are you saying?" The instructor sitting next to us turned around and said to us: "What does it mean to speak in the microphone? Is this called propaganda work? Is this called mobilizing the masses? The masses are the foundation of the army, the army is the army. The fundamental... We are laying the foundation for the troops now. Can such a meaningful thing be understood as just talking to the microphone?"
Everyone was speechless after hearing this. No one had the ability to teach the great truth. No one could be an instructor. Anyway, he could make some great truths no matter what, and if he continued... he would have to give some examples of screws.
"Zhang Fan..." After I put down the bowls and chopsticks, I happened to see Zhang Fan walk out of the cafeteria, so I chased after him in two steps.
Speaking of which, the feudal ideas of the people of this era are really unpredictable. The men and women who are very conscious of eating are one table, so although Zhang Fan intends to sit with me... he has to separate in order to avoid suspicion.
Of course I wouldn't mind being gossiped about this, but as the saying goes, follow the local customs, out of consideration for Zhang Fan, I had to make acquiesce.
But as he walked, he was almost tripped by the iron chain under the table, which made Zhang Fan laugh.
"Really... Why do tables and chairs tied with iron chains?" I complained: "Are you still afraid that someone will steal it?"
"You're really right!" Zhang Fan accompanied me out of the cafeteria and said, "I'm afraid of stealing me if I do this!"
"Who will steal this table and chair?" I couldn't help but wonder: "And who is so bold and dares to go to the base to steal things?"
"Who else is there any soldier?" Zhang Fan said with a wry smile: "I told you before... This was used as a temporary rest for troops coming off the battlefield!"
"Well? They just steal things?" I still didn't believe it.
"Actually, it's not called stealing..." Zhang Fan said: "My dad calls this war ability..."
"Can war?" This is the first time I have heard this word.
"Yeah!" Zhang Fan nodded: "You think... the soldiers who came down from the battlefield can be said to have returned after they saved their lives, but they have nothing except for the allowance of a few dollars a month...
Thinking about it, I had been walking at the gate of hell, and I didn’t even have a fare when I came back, so I felt a little unbalanced, so the base was in trouble…”
"Don't there all these sentinels? Can they still steal?" I was a little incredible about this.
Zhang Fan giggled: "Most of the sentries here have never fought wars, so how can they look down on those soldiers who have competed with the Yue Japanese! They have used all the methods to deal with the Yue Japanese Japanese on our base.
But it’s fun… people steal pigs and vegetables, even steal car wheels!”
"Is this true?"
"That's not?" Zhang Fan was so excited that he compared his eyes: "They stole pigs... and used four rain boots to cover the pig's feet. There was not much sound when he walked, and there were no pig's hooves left on the road.
The seal makes people want to chase after you but don’t know where to chase. Steal the car wheels... The sentry stood by the car all night, but when the driver came at dawn, he found that the two wheels on the other side were strong.
He supported it with two pieces of wood, and the sentry stood there stupidly and didn't notice it all night!"
I was a little ridiculous when I heard this, but it was really... Many of the soldiers who came from the front line could clear mines in the dark at night, so the sentry was not their opponent.
Only then did I vaguely remember that the old man seemed to have said this... and these seemed to be just the beginning.
The old man said this: "It's not anyone who blames this... Everyone has their own opinions and their own reasons. The first thing that started was Kunming... It's close to the battlefield, and there are often troops changing to rest. The poor people who are in the army
, I worked hard on the battlefield and had no money to eat or play, and the people of Kunming couldn't stand it... So there were three rules in Kunming that were not visible: the injured and sick people would not buy tickets when watching movies and plays; they would not buy tickets when entering the park.
Tickets; take a bus without buying tickets, and even a taxi is in vain. But this situation quickly developed to all troops, regardless of whether they were injured or not, just wear military uniforms and shout, "I am a soldier, I have fought a war
'... You can rush around. Those who join the army will become accustomed to it after a long time. They will regard this as their own right, and even want to develop this right across the country..."
Needless to think about it, this directly led to a very serious style problem in the army. In the end, it developed into a red light that the military vehicle naturally hit. After being stopped by the traffic police, it directly fired a series of submachine guns and bullets hit the bottom of the guardhouse, which scared the traffic police for a long time.
Appears.
The final result is not difficult to imagine... The superiors found that this would not work. The troops were above the people and started to slap the people. Is that still called the people's soldiers? So they ruthlessly launched the rectification campaign and disarmament in 1985
At that time, one million was slashed, and most of the people who returned home from demobilization were veterans who had fought wars.
This made these veterans suffer... I didn't say anything on the battlefield, but my superiors had to retire from the army and go home with an order. Haha, looking for a job. On the other hand, the employer knows who have fought the war are not afraid of.
I can't control it either, so I sighed...
Just as the old man said, who can blame this? Everyone has their own reasons.
For those who are in the army, we are fighting with the Japanese on the battlefield. What's wrong with watching a few movies and taking a few buses? And not all soldiers are like this. It's just a small group of millions of round-robin troops
Part...
But for the country and the people, this kind of development will inevitably lead to chaos.
So in the end, the one who had to sacrifice was still the one who joined the army!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but frown... We are also among this group of veterans, and I wonder if the same will happen in the future.
"Hey! What are you thinking?" Zhang Fan couldn't help asking when he saw me dazed.
"Well, I didn't think of anything!" Only then did I realize that I walked into the mountain path that Chang walked with Zhang Fan again.
Seeing that there were no people around, Zhang Fan habitually held my hand and said, "I still said I didn't think about anything, but I don't know where your soul has flown? By the way... Do you have something to ask me just now
?”
"Oh!" Only then did I remember my original intention of finding Zhang Fan: "That... can you tell me when will we make a report?"
"Why are you asking this?" Zhang Fan pouted: "Don't you want to stay here anymore?"
"Of course not!" I said, "Isn't this company commander? I have to figure out the situation, right? I always make reports, eat and sleep... This will definitely affect my combat effectiveness. I am worried that one day I will go to the battlefield again
, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight anymore!"
"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded with understanding: "Actually, I don't know very well... I haven't lived at home these days, but on the phone... my dad seems to have the intention of letting you learn from the Infantry School?
”
"What? Infantry School?" I was stunned when I heard this.
"Don't look at me!" Zhang Fan said first when he couldn't speak: "This is not what I mean, it was what my father said! My father also said... Let me do your ideological work, there is a saying called Juxian.
If you don’t avoid being a kiss, he will naturally have his reasons to make a decision... You can’t always suspect that you have gone through relationships and disobey your superior’s arrangements just because you have saved me!"
"Um!" I felt like I really had this kind of rebellious mentality after hearing what Zhang Fan said.
But... I was criticized in front of Commander Zhang a few days ago that Buzhai might not be suitable for modern wars. Why would he arrange for our Progressive School to study...and it is us? We should mean our company!
"It's nothing strange!" Zhang Fan explained: "Many soldiers who have made contributions or performed outstandingly on the battlefield will be recommended to go to the intra-school schools in order to increase their military knowledge so that they can better in the future.
Command the troops! Hello... My dad has never recommended anyone to go to the school, you are not allowed to refuse!"
"Isn't that certain?" I smiled and said, "Besides... If it were the order given by your father, would I, a small company commander, dare to refuse?"
"That's good!" Zhang Fan excitedly kissed me on the face to express his reward, then jumped to me and said, "Do you know? Buxiao is on the east side of the base, only half an hour away from here.
Road, and I think I should learn some skills to kill enemies, so as not to always ask for help from others!”
Damn! Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but curse in my heart: "This little girl is still pretending to be confused. Didn't she plan it long ago?" (To be continued...)