Special Years

Lying on the bed, solemnly flipping pancakes, he couldn't fall asleep.

Zhuang Zhenguo, ah Zhuang Zhenguo, you really hurt me your son.

Zhuang Yan now feels that it is really dark. Xu Xingwu, who knows martial arts, is no longer easy to deal with, plus Li Ding, the deputy company commander who has offended him thoroughly.

The next life in the barracks...

Zhuang Yan couldn't sleep, so he began to think wildly, thinking about how Xu Xingguo would retaliate against him, and how Li Ding would abuse himself.

escape?

A word popped out of his mind.

However, he quickly denied himself.

After all, being a deserter is not a joke, unless forced, Zhuang Yan felt that he would never do it.

He pinned his last hope on his mother, Wang Xiaolan. Although Zhuang Zhenguo, who was a father, was very pitiful, Wang Xiaolan had always loved her very much. Maybe, I begged my mother to see if she could help me transfer a troop. Maybe there is still hope. of.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan turned over again.

Although it took ten hours on the train and bumped in the car for more than two hours, the sleepiness was like sand that fell into the sea and could never be found.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the bed frame shaking from the darkness around him - someone was getting up.

Then came the clutter of footsteps.

This made the solemn nerves tense again.

Retribution won't come so soon, will it?

Before he came, Zhuang Yan had inquired about everything in the army from anyone who could inquire around him—those who had never been in the army but seemed to know the real life of the army had told him a principle—don’t offend the veterans, let alone offend them. Lead or you will die miserably.

There was even a friend who told Zhuang Yan solemnly that if the veterans had any objections to a recruit, they would quietly touch the bedside at night while they were sleeping, cover the poor recruit's head with a quilt, and then Beaten up.

He bowed solemnly and alertly, although he knew that if a veteran soldier wanted to beat him, he would have no room for resistance. Compared with those soldiers who had been strictly trained, he was as weak as a baby.

Fortunately, the footsteps headed towards the door, and soon the row room became quiet again.

Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief in the darkness.

"newcomer?"

A mosquito net opposite Zhuang Yan suddenly moved, opening a gap.

In the darkness, an oval face appeared vaguely in sight.

"Hi, I'm talking to you."

The other party saw that Zhuang Yan did not move, and persevered and asked, "I know you haven't slept."

This time, Zhuang Yan couldn't pretend to be dead. He didn't even know who was on the other side, but he still had to face it, otherwise he would appear rude.

"Well, I'm new here."

"My name is Serenity, and I'm also a new recruit. I came two days earlier than you." Across the aisle, an arm stretched out across the aisle.

He solemnly opened the mosquito net and carefully looked around.

He doesn't know who else is in the row room now. If he is caught by a veteran and speaks in private, he doesn't know what punishment he will receive.

As for life in the army, he was still in a state of panic and fear.

"It's alright, the veterans and platoon leaders have gone out to pick up the troops. It's been like this for the past two days, and new recruits have come one after another."

Only then did Zhuang Yan stuff his heart back into his stomach, and he also stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party.

"Solemn."

"Where are you?"

"Southern Guangdong."

"Oh, I'm from Sichuan."

The two shook their hands and finally let go.

Solemnly asked: "Seriously, the training here...is it hard?"

Obviously, the seriousness on the opposite bed didn't expect Zhuang Yan to suddenly ask such a question, and thought for a moment: "Tough, now we are coming to the 1st division. In the past, this was wrong to welcome the outside team, but it has just been determined as the pre-selection for the quick reversal division. One of the objects, so the training is very hard."

Zhuang Yan felt a bitter taste in his throat, as if he had chewed a Huanglianzi, and asked, "What is the outbound team? What is the rapid response division?"

He said solemnly: "The welcoming troops are those that are specially given to foreign military attaches and military observation groups to visit. They have always had stricter requirements. The quick-reverse division is also called the quick-reaction force, also called the emergency mobile combat force. Each military region has one, which is responsible for On duty, but now our 1st division is only one of the selection targets, and the other is the 3rd division of the military region, after a year, the headquarters will send someone to come over for assessment to see which of the two units has a better foundation, and whoever can do it."

Listening to the seriousness, the solemn scalp began to be troubled gradually.

It seemed that what I feared the most had come true.

Li Ding's black charcoal head doesn't seem to be bragging.

He swallowed his saliva and asked again, "So, this is really not a logistics unit?"

"Of course not!" Seriously affirmed: "This is a front-line field unit."

Suddenly I felt strange, so I asked, "Why are you asking this? Didn't you know when you came?"

"I don't know..." Zhuang Yan said with a sad face: "I was tricked by my father. He said that he came to the military region for logistics, to see the warehouse, and he could go home after three years..."

"Pfft—"

Before the solemn could finish speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

From the surrounding beds, there were also faintly heard laughter from other recruits, who were restrained from bursting out.

To say that when you are a soldier, you still don't know which army you go to, this is really a new thing.

But it is solemn.

"Don't laugh, okay? I didn't know it would be like this. At that time, I only saw the army that was written on the recruiting statement. Isn't the logistics also the army..."

The solemn words finally made many recruits who could not sleep laugh out loud.

"You're confused enough." Seriously held back his laugh, and comforted: "But it's okay, being a soldier is uncomfortable at first, just get used to it."

Zhuang Yan asked reluctantly, "Is there a chance to be transferred?"

Seriously: "You mean to go to the logistics?"

Nodding solemnly, "Yes, transfer to logistics."

Seriously said: "It's not impossible, UU read www.uukanshu.com Our 1st division also has a logistics department, which will be relatively easy, and will guard the warehouse in the future, but no matter what, that's after the recruits leave the company. Now, let me tell you all, and I'll talk about getting through the recruiting period honestly."

"How long is the recruit period?"

"Three months."

"Three months..." Zhuang Yan felt that the time was still a bit long. For him, it was best for a week. After thinking about it, he asked, "Seriously, I have a question for you, can we call home?"

Seriously said: "Yes, the Spring Festival is coming soon. The pre-holiday platoon will definitely organize everyone to call home to report safety. Can you still write letters at ordinary times?"

Hearing that he could make phone calls and write letters, Zhuang Yan finally calmed down a little.

At least there is still a chance, right?

"Being a soldier is afraid of suffering, so what kind of **** soldier come?" In the darkness, Xu Xingguo's disdainful voice came from the bed in front of Zhuang Yan.

"Fuck, isn't this the brother who cheated and opened bricks at the station?" Zhuang Yan immediately became energetic, he didn't want to make enemies, so he flattered: "Brother, I didn't mean to embarrass you just now, but I just wanted to be powerful. ,did not expect…"

"Humph!" Xu Xingguo snorted heavily and didn't say a word.

Listening to the tone, Zhuang Yan knew that the Liangzi between the two was settled.

Turning back, he asked seriously again: "By the way, why do you know so much about the army?"

He snorted seriously, then yawned and said, "Someone in the family was a soldier, so I know a little bit, let's not talk about it, I have to get up for training tomorrow, you can sleep until noon if you come late, I will get up at six o'clock. …”

After speaking, tuck the mosquito net and stop talking.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence once again.