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Chapter 310 The Old Squad Leader

Chapter 310 The Old Squad Leader

After dinner, I came out with good things. The owner of the restaurant really helped to call a three-wheeled car and negotiated the price.

Zhang Qingzhi and Liu Guixin got on the tricycle and walked slowly towards the tank regiment.

"Come again, come here." The hotel owner stood at the door of the store and waved his hands and shouted.

Zhang Qingzhi waved his hand at the boss, and said to Liu Guixin with a smile: "It seems that the business is not easy to do, and it will attract repeat customers. It will be very good."

Liu Guixin looked at the houses on the street and said: "The place is small, and there are no factories. It's strange that the business can do well. This place is not as good as Nanfen. At least there are several big factories there, and there are so many workers. .”

"It's actually not bad. There are tens of thousands of people in the army alone, and they are all half-baked. Can you spend less money?"

"It's not the same. The army must be managed by discipline, and spending money is sometimes expensive. It can't be compared with workers."

Just chatting like this, the tricycle walked slowly north along the road and railway parallel, and the more it went, the more deserted it became.After crossing the river, this side is completely a rural farmhouse, and it is empty at a glance.

After more than ten minutes, the tricycle swayed to the place.

The owner of the car parked the tricycle opposite the gate: "Here we are, that's it."

Zhang Qingzhi jumped out of the car, helped Liu Guixin get off, and carried his things away. Liu Guixin paid the fare, and the two walked to the gate.

The guard saluted: "May I ask what you need?"

"My son is serving as a soldier here. He was hired by your regiment. Could you please call the regiment headquarters and ask if it's okay?" Zhang Qingzhi explained the situation.

"Uncle, which company is your son in? What's his name?" The guard turned and picked up the phone and asked.

"Zhang Xingjun, from the communications platoon."

"Oh, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, wait a minute, I'm calling. Xingzi, come out and help get the things, Xingjun's parents." The guard yelled into the room and dialed the number with his hand.

"You know him?" Zhang Qingzhi asked.

"I know, we get along very well." Zhang Xingjun is in the regiment, because he is quite famous among the soldiers in the same year, he can fight, and the few things he does are vigorous. It's hard not to know him.

They are all middle-aged and middle-aged, and there are no worries about work and livelihood in the military camp. Usually, whoever fights well and who trains well becomes a topic of discussion, and Zhang Xingjun is not left behind.

The head of the regiment called out to ride Zhang Xingjun's three-wheeled motorcycle when he went out for training. He was very skilled.

A tall and thin soldier ran out of the house, greeted Zhang Qingzhi and Liu Guixin with a smile, and took the big bag from Zhang Qingzhi's hand and carried it in his hand.

The call got through, the guard reported, put down the phone and said: "Uncle, Aunt, go in, Xingzi, you send it there, go directly to the regiment headquarters."

The couple followed Xingzi into the compound and walked in.

Before reaching the regiment headquarters, the regiment leader Gao greeted him, shook hands with Zhang Qingzhi enthusiastically, and chatted warmly, without any official aura.

"You boys, you are a good seedling, you can do it, but this temper is too explosive, like a bomb, it will explode when you touch it."

"I'm really sorry for making you worry. I'll teach him a lesson in a while."

"Teach me a lesson. I invite you to come here not to teach the children. This matter is a bit big. The family of the other party has also come. The main purpose is to let you meet and discuss how to deal with it. It is an internal matter. Let’s all sit together and talk about it, and it’ll be fine.”

"It's hard to beat someone?" Liu Guixin was a little worried.

"It's not light work. I opened the scoop, and I opened it three times. I confiscated all the boxing gloves from Xingjun. This guy is too good at fighting."

"Is the family over there? How do you say it?"

"Come on, you will be here a few days earlier, you go to see Xingjun first, put your things and settle down, and we will meet in the evening. Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's nothing serious. It's a matter of attitude to invite you to come, and the regiment will definitely agree." I can’t let you be blackmailed.”

"Let's take a look first. After all, I beat someone else's child, and I can't blame him for being angry."

"Brother is also a soldier, right?" Captain Gao changed the subject and turned to talk to Zhang Qingzhi.

"I worked for a few years. I went in 64. I was in the 68th Regiment of the [-]th Division, the Railway Corps."

"Oh, then you are the old squad leader. When I was a soldier, I still learned from you. Ten crossing the Juma River, you are all heroes."

"What am I? It's heroes who sacrificed those. It's been decades in a flash, and I can't remember clearly."

Zhang Qingzhi's thoughts drifted and drifted, and he drifted back to that period of time, the period that often appeared in dreams, the rushing river, the towering cliffs, the warriors hanging in the air and drilling rocks.

Those bridges hanging in mid-air, the sound of wind picks resounding in the mountains as if they never go out, the railway line winding among the mountains and dense forests, and those comrades buried in the mountains and forests.

"Without the railway corps, there would be no railway traffic running from east to west, from north to south, without the Construction Corps, there would be no Great Northern Wilderness and Western Xinjiang Granary, and without engineering corps, there would be no prosperity and great development of the country.

Without field soldiers, there would be no great situation of stability and unity. The soldiers are all good. The only thing I don’t regret in my life is being a soldier.Old squad leader, we have to find a time and a place to have a few drinks. "

"I can't do it. I can't drink wine, and I'll get drunk if I touch it. It's better for you field soldiers to drink. It turns out that when you talk about drinking at that time, you belong to the field troops."

"Hahaha, we field soldiers are like wine baskets, alas, with our heads tied to our trouser belts, alcohol is so timid, after drinking alcohol, we are no longer afraid of the cold, and we are no longer afraid of death, just point the gun up Fuck you, how can you do without wine."

Talking and laughing, the relationship became much closer. Head Gao accompanied Zhang Qingzhi and Liu Guixin to the guest house to settle down, talked with them for a while, and then went to work.

"That's a good guy, he's a good soldier." Zhang Qingzhi said with emotion.

"Everyone is the head of the regiment, let me use your evaluation. Look at you, you are just a commoner, and your salary is not up to the top, so you have the nerve to criticize others."

"Then what's the matter? If I stay in the army until now, I can't tell what's going on." Zhang Qingzhi retorted.At that time, if it wasn't for Liu Guixin's request, he really didn't want to leave the army, nor would he.

For him in this life, the most practical and nostalgic thing is those years in the army.

"I don't know what kind of request they will make. How do you think Xiaojun can handle it? I heard that there is nothing wrong with Captain Gao, is it?" Liu Guixin began to worry about his children.

"How can we deal with it? Fighting is not a big deal. Besides, there has to be a reason for fighting, right? Xiaojun is not a flirtatious person, and they must have started it first. It can't be wrong."

"Isn't that also hitting someone? Open the ladle, it's heavy enough, who would be happy to let it go? Can you not be angry?"

"Then what's the matter? You've already started fighting and you still have so many fantasies? Don't think about it, we'll talk about it when we meet at night."

"Where is Xiaojun? It didn't even mention that we should meet, isn't it closed?"

"Bullshit, you just love to think about it."

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Xingjun walked in: "Dad, Mom."

(End of this chapter)

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