Special Years

Zhuang Yan is always a very curious person.

This is his strength, but also his weakness.

After hesitating for less than three seconds, he decided to follow.

On the mountain at night, the wind blows coldly on my face.

The dark shadow in front was faintly visible, and Zhuang Yan could only follow from a distance.

He wasn't sure who it was, or what was going on.

But he was sure of one thing.

This is a new recruit!

The further up you go, the higher the thatched grass on both sides of the path.

The solemn heart couldn't help feeling a little chill.

Not to mention that there are few people on this mountain, the most terrible thing is that there are mass graves and cemeteries everywhere.

It would be fine if it was just a wild cemetery. The most solemn and creepy thing was that there was a large cemetery near the top of the mountain.

Since a large part of N town is Hakka people, according to the Hakka people's customs, their tombs are made more than one meter high, which looks like a small house, with the names of the deceased and the dates of life and death engraved on them.

The most terrifying thing is that the bones of the owners of these tombs are not buried in the ground according to common traditional customs, but are placed in a pottery urn and placed directly in a small house made of cement.

This unique funeral method makes the whole mountain shrouded in a chilling atmosphere.

The recruits of the Eighth Company had to pass the cemetery every time they rushed to the top of the mountain, and some superstitious people said that when they went down the mountain, they always felt that someone was pushing them behind their backs, and it was impossible to slow down.

In fact, as a new generation who was born in a new society, grew up under the red flag, and received atheist education, Zhuang Yan should not have been surprised.

But the more he went up the mountain, the more Zhuang Yan felt that the back of his neck became cold, and the cold hairs stood up one by one.

Walking along the mountain road network for dozens of meters, the shadow suddenly stopped.

Zhuang Yan hurriedly shrank into the grass next to him, and the man hid inside.

The shadow stopped under a tree, looked around, and then the cat leaned down and seemed to be groping for something from under the tree.

After a while, the black shadow took out a black plastic bag from the grass under the tree, then took out some clothes from it, took off his military uniform, and put the clothes on his body...

A deserter! ?

Zhuang Yan almost cried out.

The routine of taking off military uniforms and changing into casual clothes is all too familiar.

Who is this?

Which platoon of soldiers?

Thoughts kept flashing through Majestic's mind one after another.

More than 20 meters apart, the solemn heart was thumping.

It's not that the deserter has never heard of it. He Huan did it before, but it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

For a while, Zhuang Yan didn't know if he should show up or not.

Unexpectedly, the shadow suddenly sat under the tree, took out another bottle of drink from the plastic bag, raised his head and took a sip.

This time, the solemn is not calm.

This guy is going to be a deserter, and he still has time to drink water.

At this moment, the moon came out of the clouds, and the surrounding light was a little brighter.

With the light, Zhuang Yan finally saw the person under the tree clearly.

However, it surprised him.

He Shouhui!

It was actually He Shouhui who was still discussing with Yi Jun just now!

"Shouhui, what are you doing!?"

Zhuang Yan got out of the grass and shouted at He Shouhui.

With this shout, He Shouhui, who was under the big tree, jumped three feet high, grabbed something and ran away.

Zhuang Yan chased after him and shouted, "It's me, Zhuang Yan!"

He Shouhui heard that it was solemn, but He Shouhui suddenly stopped and stood there without moving.

"What are you running for!?" Zhuang Yan chased after him and looked at He Shouhui.

I saw that he was wearing a set of sportswear, and he was carrying a black plastic bag in his hand. He didn't know what was inside.

"Zhuangyan, your mother almost scared me to death!"

He Shouhui breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought it was the squad leader..."

Zhuang Yan said, "Where did your casual clothes come from? Shouldn't you be running away?"

He Shouhui's face became hot, and he didn't speak for a long time, then turned around and returned to the tree, and sat on the ground again.

Zhuang Yan sat next to him and said, "Old He, Yi Jun and I were talking about you just now, saying that you were beaten by the third squad leader?"

He Shouhui still didn't speak, hooked his head and said nothing.

Zhuang Yan continued: "I heard that you can't stand it, you complained that you wanted to be a deserter, and Xu Jianqian reported it?"

He Shouhui suddenly burst into tears. While crying, he picked up the bottle that had been thrown on the ground just now, unscrewed the cap and poured a large mouthful into the water.

Zhuang Yan smelled the smell of wine.

"liquor?"

"Well..." He Shouhui nodded while wiping away tears, and handed over the bottle: "Zhuang Yan, do you want to... take a sip..."

He solemnly took the bottle and took a picture of the moon.

"I drop that darling..."

He imitated He Shouhui's mantra and said, "What kind of ghost wine is this?"

Inside the bottle, there seemed to be a four-legged snake-like thing lying there.

"Gecko wine." He Shouhui said, "I bought it in a small shop just now. This wine is cheap..."

He asked solemnly, "Why are you drinking?"

He Shouhui said, "Pretend to be brave, I think..."

Having said that, he stopped talking again, no more.

Zhuang Yan knew clearly in his heart that He Shouhui seemed to really want to escape.

It is estimated that he felt that being a deserter was a shameful thing, and he couldn't make up his mind, so he bought some wine to strengthen his courage.

"I said, have you ever thought about it? Now that you're in the company, you've been awarded a title. You didn't listen to Niu Dali's triumphant statement last time that if we escape now, we're breaking the law and going to a military court will be sentenced to three years."

He Shouhui sucked his nose and said, "I know."

After finishing, he took out another bottle of gecko wine from the plastic bag, unscrewed the lid and poured himself a sip.

"Will you accompany me to drink?"

Zhuang Yan thought about it for a while, and felt that he had to persuade He Shouhui, but he couldn't really let him escape.

Regarding being a deserter, Zhuang Yan didn't think about it before, he thought about it much earlier than He Shouhui.

Looking back at it now, Zhuang Yan is still glad that he didn't make that stupid decision, otherwise he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to drink."

Zhuang Yan raised the bottle and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

The slightly fishy and sweet gecko wine slid down his throat, and there was a warm feeling on the top of his head.

"Fuck me!"

Zhuang Yan couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

"This drink has great stamina!"

He Shouhui said, "Zhuang Yan, I know everything, but I really can't stand it anymore..."

This sentence made the solemn very emotional.

Once upon a time, didn't you have such a thought?

"Come on, I've had this feeling since the start of the recruit company, Lao He, do you think you're the only one who can't stand it?"

Zhuang Yan sighed and took another sip of wine.

"I want to be a deserter for a recruit company. But I'm quite glad I didn't do that now. Think about it, let's not say how much the cost will be, just say that you are really caught and sent to prison, and your life will be ruined. If that's the case, why did you come to be a soldier in the first place? You are a soldier of your own accord, no one is forcing you, right?"

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered my father, Zhuang Zhenguo, who pitted his son, and began to feel resentful again.

"You are much better than me. I was my father who tricked me into coming to this unit. He lied to me that he was going to the logistics department, but when I came here, I found out that it was the Army's front-line combat unit, shit..."

After speaking, he took another sip.

He Shouhui was stunned~www.novelmt.com~ took a while to say, "I did it voluntarily, but...I didn't expect it to be so hard..."

The solemn chatterbox was opened, and the alcohol relaxed his nerves. The bitterness and resentment that had been held in his heart since the recruits' company had turned into a pierced oil field, gushing out.

"Don't say you think it's hard, who is not so hard? I haven't run many kilometers a day here for a year. What do I eat at home? What do I eat here? I sleep at home until I wake up naturally, and I come here every day. Wake up early in the morning and stay in the dark, you have to carry dozens of pounds of equipment to climb tactics and rush to the top of the mountain, and even if you aim at a target, you can lay your **** to the point of ischemia... You think that my training has improved now that it fell from the sky, that is what I spelled it out! "

Speaking of the excitement, he took another sip of wine, stretched out his hand, and stretched it out in front of He Shouhui.

"Look, look! When I was at home, my hands were white and tender. Now look at the calluses on them, look at those blisters..."

As he spoke solemnly, he really looked at his hands.

Cracked skin, dark color, and calluses, wounds and blisters...

These are the testimony of hard training.

As he was talking, Zhuang Yan suddenly couldn't hold back himself, sobbing while protecting his shoulders.

The situation suddenly turned around.

He Shouhui, who was a deserter before, was dumbfounded this time. He didn't expect that the solemnity was more than his own suffering.

He stretched out his hand and patted the solemn shoulder, constantly comforting him.

"Solemn... don't be uncomfortable... I understand, I understand..."

As he was talking, he suddenly burst into tears. He put his arms around Majestic's shoulders and started to cry together.

The two recruits just held their eggs like this, sitting under the big tree, you sip the wine and I sip the wine, and weeping to tears.