Ballistic Silence of Special Years

The successful ending of the seventh squad leader Wang Daniu and the instructor Lao Peng moved many soldiers present. It turns out that the estrangement between each other is often just a misunderstanding.

As long as they are honest with each other and clear, it is not worth mentioning at all.

The scene returned to the original atmosphere again.

Among the embracing crowd, weeping, laughing and scolding became one, and some said: You don't want to pay back the 100 yuan!

Some said: Promise me that you will come to my hometown to see me after you leave the army. I will keep good wine waiting for you!

Some said: What happened last time was all my fault, so don't take it to heart, we will always be comrades in arms!
Another said: If you don't write me a letter when you arrive in the new army, I will come to your door and scold you, you idiot!
Even the friends Fatty Wei and Zhang Jian toasted.

Fatty Wei said: "Zhang Jian, I, Wei Guoxing, don't hold grudges. Although you are annoying, I admire your training!"

Zhang Jian also said: "Wei Guoxing, you are good at everything else, but you like using money to oppress people too much. Vulgar! Too vulgar! But we are all ordinary people, so don't laugh at anyone else!"

The instructor, Lao Peng, was completely let go tonight, hugging the big guys one by one, talking endlessly.

On the contrary, the company commander Xie Dong, who usually gets along well with the soldiers, was unusually quiet tonight, sitting on the sidelines silently.

Hou Jun gently walked around to his side.

"Captain."

"Ai?"

Xie Dong turned around and saw Hou Jun, thinking that the other party wanted to give him a hug, he opened his arms.

Unexpectedly, Hou Jun didn't react at all, he neither stepped forward nor retreated, making Xie Jun look a bit foolish with his arms open.

Suddenly, Hou Jun snapped to attention and saluted a standard military salute that he hadn't tried for a long time.

Xie Dong's heart trembled violently. At first, he was quite able to bear it, but now he couldn't hold it anymore. He stretched out his right hand, hooked Hou Jun's neck directly, and pulled the other party to him fiercely, pressing him down. On his body, his left hand slapped Hou Jun's back several times, making loud bangs.

It was a night when Silian completely let go after Li Zheng joined the army.

In the early morning of the next day, the vehicles that came to pick up the soldiers from the Fourth Company to the Armored Combination Brigade arrived early.

At that time, the soldiers of the fourth company were doing morning exercises and assembled on the big playground.

Suddenly, the correspondent from the company department came over and shouted the names of several people, saying that the car was coming, and told them to go back and pack up their things and leave immediately.

Among them was Wu Yi's name.

Wu Yi returned to the row room like a wooden man without a soul, where he mechanically began to pack his things.

In fact, things have already been packed, big rucksack, front bag, and various daily necessities, including the multifunctional yellow washbasin.

But Wu Yi cleaned up for a long time.

It seems that there is always something that can't be cleaned up.

At the end, Staff Officer Wang, who came to pick up the people, got annoyed, rushed into the row room, and yelled at Wu Yi: "What are you doing! Veterans are still at this speed! The emergency assembly is for nothing?"

After finishing speaking, Staff Officer Wang noticed that Wu Yi was standing alone in the row room. The morning sunlight came in from the east window and sprinkled on Wu Yi's body, making him shine golden.

Staff Officer Wang noticed that there was something flickering in the corner of Corporal Wu Yi's eyes, standing there pitifully like a child about to be kicked out.

Staff Officer Wang's heart softened all of a sudden, he sighed and just wanted to comfort Wu Yi, but the latter suddenly spoke first.

"Consultant Wang, I didn't mean to delay your time on purpose, but I'm always tidying up, always tidying up, but it seems that I can never finish tidying up, as if I left some things here, and I'm afraid that after I leave, I will never get them back It's..."

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face.

Staff Officer Wang is also a captain in his thirties, and he has served in the army for a long time, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a pang of courage in his chest. He wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked. Can't tell.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end, turned around and strode away from the row room.

After more than ten minutes, Wu Yi finally packed up and walked out the door.

He glanced back at the dormitory where he had lived for almost five years, and looked at it carefully, from top to bottom, from left to right, as if he wanted to engrave everything here into his mind.

When he turned his head and carried his luggage and wanted to walk down the link corridor and the two steps on the cement road in front of the company door, he found that the soldiers of the first squad had returned from the playground at some point, and they were all standing on the lawn staring at he.

Wu Yi stood there and looked at everyone for a while, lowered his head, and strode forward silently, towards the direction of the truck.

The soldiers in the first squad did not speak, and followed their squad leader Wu Yi silently.

After walking a few steps, Wei Guoxing trotted forward and snatched the monitor's front bag.

Then Li Zheng ran up and rushed to help carry the daily necessities.

In the end, Zhang Jian and other soldiers came up, and silently removed the large rucksack from Wu Yi's back.

After that, the group continued to walk forward in silence until they reached the truck.

Wu Yi didn't speak. He seemed to have sewn his mouth shut and turned himself into a mute. He snatched his belongings from the soldiers, threw them into the truck, and stepped on the truck in a numb manner. .

Not far away, Hou Jun stood under a tree beside the concrete road, looking quietly towards the truck.

Wu Yi squatted in front of the tailgate of the truck, looking at Hou Jun in the distance.

For a long time, Hou Jun didn't come over, nor did he get out of the car to say goodbye.

The car started, and the driver stepped on the accelerator twice, making a rumbling sound.

Amidst the roar of the engine, Wu Yi's nose was sour, and there seemed to be something in his eye sockets that he couldn't hold back any longer. He gritted his teeth, pretended to be fierce, and yelled fiercely at the group of soldiers under the car. He shouted: "Go back to training! Stand here and watch!"

As soon as he finished cursing, the car shifted into gear, kicked the accelerator and jumped forward, and quickly disappeared outside the gate of the company.

A soldier suddenly couldn't help crying.

Then, Li Zheng and the others couldn't help it anymore, and they all cried.

Hou Jun walked back alone, his steps were empty on the cement road leading to the row of houses, as if he was stepping on cotton, no matter what.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what was said in a certain novel, a comrade in arms is like your arm, you don't care much when you are together, and you will always feel empty when you lose it.

Back in the row room, Hou Jun sat blankly on his bench.

The soldiers also came back and sat on the benches.

The row room was quiet, deathly still.

The weather, which was still fine just now, changed as soon as it was said.

A large black cloud blew from the other side of the mountain, covering the sun, and soon it began to rain.

Hou Jun suddenly picked up the camouflage cap, put it firmly on his head, and then rushed out of the row of rooms and stood in the rain.

He took the whistle out of his pocket, blew it, and shouted: "Come out in one row and assemble! Run ten kilometers!"