Ballistic Silence of Special Years

An island in the south, navy, brigade training ground.

On the deck of an old-model landing craft, Fatty Wei, who had the rank of major, was holding a stopwatch. He looked at the sea surface and the time on the watch.

Although it is already autumn, the weather on the island is still hot.

Fatty Wei is now the battalion commander. He went abroad for exchanges and joint training with foreign troops a few years ago. Because he completed the task well, he also received second-class merit. The Armed Forces Department beat gongs and drums to deliver good news of meritorious service to the village. , there were crowds of people along the way, and the villagers stopped and looked sideways and talked about it, which was a good deal.

In the words of Fatty Wei, after entering the ancestral hall, the children and grandchildren will go to the ancestral hall every year to offer incense, and their ghosts will eat the incense from the first pillar.

Fatty Wei, the village elder, was so pleased that he set up two hundred tables of running water mats in the village and fed him for three days and three nights.

Serving as a soldier means you have no regrets.

Of course, you can't compare with Li Zheng, who is a monster.

"This speed is not good..."

Fatty Wei walked to the side of the boat and stared at the water.

These are the soldiers selected into the Jiaolong Commando Team. This is new training.

The underwater escape subject has been trained for some time.

Fatty Wei came over today to see how they were progressing.

wow——

Someone finally surfaced and began to turn around to free himself from the rope tied to his hands.

Then, more and more soldiers surfaced.

Fatty Wei stood up and turned back to the deputy company commander in charge of the new training: "This result is still far away. You have been practicing for half a month and you have achieved something like this? Can you give me a subject report card at the end of the month?" , let me see, if you are not suitable to stay here, just transfer to another company."

Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang in his trouser pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was Li Zheng's number.

"Oh, old comrade, why are you calling me at this time? Don't you have to be busy? Now you are the real leader. Not only do you have to deal with everything, but there are always opportunities, right? Why are you calling me at this time when you have time?"

Fatty Wei opened his mouth with all kinds of ridicule.

He is used to having a big mouth. Over the years, even after becoming a battalion commander, this problem with his mouth has not changed at all.

But it’s okay if it doesn’t change.

If he changes, he will no longer be Fatty Wei.

"Fat man, where do you think I am now?"

Li Zheng's somewhat mysterious rhetorical question came from the other end.

"Come on, I'm still guessing." Fatty Wei looked at his watch and said, "Your district operations chief is either in the Joint Staff Headquarters or in the army below..."

As he said this, he suddenly remembered something. A hint of surprise flashed in Fatty Wei's eyes, and his head quickly turned towards the dock.

"You are not coming to our navy, are you?!"

"You're really right." Li Zheng said with a smile: "I asked your brigade commander where you were, and he sent someone to your camp. When I asked, he said he was going to check the new training. Come back quickly. Come on! We haven’t seen each other for several years!”

Fatty Wei immediately became excited.

It’s true that I haven’t seen him in a few years.

The last time we met was when Li Zheng got married, and Fatty Wei took a special leave to come.

Everyone was very busy after that.

Li Zheng has been either studying or practicing these years.

And Fatty Wei was either organizing training, escorting, or going out for joint training.

That's what soldiers do.

Especially officers of the special forces like Fatty Wei have a lot going on all year round, and sometimes they can't tell where they are going.

Fortunately, my father, who had been a soldier, also understood. People in the village teased his father that having a son meant having no son, and the son was handed over to the state.

His father responded confidently and said, "You guys know nothing!" Only those who are stupid enough to have children will stay with Cheng Huan, and the outstanding ones will be handed over to the country to defend the country! You can't give birth to such good cubs!
Hearing that Li Zheng had come to Jiaolong's side, Fatty Wei couldn't sit still at all. "Just wait, I'll be right back! Give me 15 minutes!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and said directly to the deputy company commander: "I want to go back. I will drive the rubber boat away first. I will have someone drive it back to you later!"

After saying that, he ran to the side of the boat without any explanation. He didn't even take the gangway. He jumped out of the rubber boat. He started the motor, grabbed the handle and turned it all the way to the bottom. The motor roared, and more than a meter of water splashed up from the back of the rubber boat. The high spray of water rushed towards the shore like an arrow, leaving only the deputy company commander who was stunned and unresponsive standing there like a log.

It is rare, let alone rare, for the battalion commander to be so excited.

The training location was a bay, an inner bay, so it was not far from the base. Fatty Wei drove his rubber boat back to the base dock in less than 15 minutes.

After getting to the pier, I jumped into the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the brigade headquarters.

Not long after we started driving, before leaving the training base, I suddenly noticed a few soldiers wearing uniforms, white armed belts, helmets, and white gloves appearing on the roadside.

"Picketing! Damn it!"

Fatty Wei looked at the speedometer and immediately knew it was over.

There is a speed limit in the campground.

I was in a hurry to see Li Zheng, but I didn't pay attention and actually speeded.

He quickly stopped the car, opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, comrades on the pickets, I have something urgent to rush to the brigade headquarters, and I accidentally speeded. Can you be considerate and considerate? I will pay attention next time!" "

"What's the number written on that sign?"

The leader of the picket team was a second lieutenant, one less than Fatty Wei, but his momentum was not inferior.

Fatty Wei suppressed his temper, looked at the sign and said, "The speed limit is 20 kilometers. But..."

"Nothing is wrong."

The ensign stretched out his hand.

"Military ID."

Fatty Wei said with a bitter face: "Comrade, I am the commander of the first battalion of the special operations brigade. There is a commander waiting for me at the brigade headquarters. He wants me to go over and meet him immediately. Can't you be accommodating?"

The second lieutenant had a ruthless attitude: "Comrade major, please show your military officer's ID and obey the picket!"

Fatty Wei saw that he had no need to talk about favors.

These pickets are affiliated with the base. When you are on duty, you will not recognize your relatives. If you reveal your identity, they will immediately ignore you.

Come to think of it, I can't continue to talk nonsense to them here. Just register when you register, report when you report, and criticize when you criticize.

Thinking that his majestic special warfare brigade battalion commander had fallen into the hands of these new recruits, Fatty Wei felt indignant, but he still took out his military officer's ID card and handed it over.

The second lieutenant took the officer's ID card and began to record Fatty Wei's information in his duty logbook, doing so seriously and carefully.

Fatty Wei was getting angry: "Can I hurry up?"

The second lieutenant raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "We have our own procedures on duty. If you have any problems, you can complain."

After saying that, he just ignored Fatty Wei.

Fatty Wei spun around in circles impatiently and muttered, "Damn, no wonder you guys leave early every year when you retire..."

"What did you say?" The lieutenant's ears flashed, and he seemed to hear something.

Fatty Wei glanced at him and said angrily: "I said you guys are really good soldiers. As your battalion commander, I must be reluctant to let you retire. How dare you do it."

The second lieutenant knew what he meant, but being a picket was a job that offended people. He had heard this kind of thing too many times.

Soon, he finished registering Fatty Wei's information and handed his military officer's ID card back to Fatty Wei: "Comrade Major, remember not to speed."

"Okay! Thank you!"

Fatty Wei looked at his watch.

It's been over 15 minutes.

I was so annoyed that I had to drive slowly when I got in the car. The speed limit was 20 kilometers per hour. If I accidentally exceeded the speed limit, I could only lightly step on the accelerator and drive forward. Not to mention I was very angry.

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