I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 70 Revisiting the old place
It has been more than half a month since Li Zhao and the others moved to the new training base.

It has never been so solemn as it is today.

The two hurriedly returned to the audio-visual education building and spoke with Lu Yuan on the phone to confirm again that the news was true.

The old commander of the 155th Artillery Regiment is already on his way over.

Li Zhao changed his camouflage uniform into regular clothes. After going downstairs, he specifically asked the veteran who was on duty that day to lead people to plan and organize the sanitation, facilities and cultural bulletin boards in the base.

in order to be prepared to meet.

After explaining everything, the two hurried to the entrance of the base.

The captains and counselors of other district teams have already gone ahead of time.

On the way, Zhang Xufeng looked in the direction of the training ground and suggested: "Old Li, should you be ready to welcome the new students?"

"According to the instructions from the college leaders, the old regiment leader who came here this time is currently the chief of staff of the Jincheng Military Region and an old friend of the dean. You can't be careless."

"No need." Li Zhao pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly.

"The old regiment leader came here to see the scenery, not the people. This is the old residence of the 155th regiment. It would be bad to be too deliberate."

"We just need to do our part in the reception."

After simple communication.

The two rushed to the entrance of the base and stood on the road outside with several other district captains and counselors, waiting.

About twenty minutes or so.

Two military green jeeps in the distance stirred up dust and drove towards this side.

The ten captains who were in charge of welcoming him hurriedly lined up.

When the vehicle came to a stop at the entrance of the base, the young soldier in charge of driving the car in the rear quickly pushed the door open and got out, then went to the back seat and opened the door.

Not long after, a leader in his fifties, of medium build, with a pine branch on his collar got out of the car.

Although Lu Yuan is not directly under the jurisdiction of the Jincheng Military Region, the person in front of him is the chief of staff of the military region and has been to Lu Yuan several times before.

Li Zhao was naturally no stranger to him. He was Zhao Yunfeng, the former commander of the 47th Artillery Regiment of the 155th Army.

The old group leader is not very old, and he feels very friendly.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, but there was a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, Chief." Several district captains saluted in unison.

"Haha, you're welcome." Zhao Yunfeng waved his hand slightly and looked at the mountains in the distance with a deep look.

There seems to be some nostalgia and some regret.

At this moment, another slim figure in military green emerged from the back seat of the military vehicle.

Li Zhao subconsciously turned his head and looked over.

When he saw the second person coming down, he looked slightly startled.

Because the person who got off the car again was not a high-ranking officer, but a girl about twenty-one or twelve years old.

The accurate description should be a female student.

On her shoulders was the military academy stripe epaulette.

This female student was estimated to be about 1.66 meters tall and was wearing a camouflage uniform. Originally, camouflage was only about wearability but not comfort.

Wearing it on her body, everything seemed to fit in perfectly, from height to temperament.

She can't be said to be very beautiful, but she is definitely exquisite and pure. One look at her can almost take you back to the comfort of an innocent age.

His skin color is relatively fair, unlike Lu Yuan or the rough men in the field, who are sunburnt.

The female student got off the car, immediately stood up straight, raised her hands and saluted.

"Hello, chiefs."

A group of district captains and counselors looked a little confused next to them, but they still responded politely.

The old regiment leader, who was paying attention to the changes in the environment around the base, heard a sound.

He said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this lesbian's name is Li Haiyao, she is a senior intern at Tanzhou National University of Defense Technology."

"Currently interning in the Archives Department of Jincheng Military Region."

"I brought her here today to help record some of the past history of the 155th Regiment, and publish these deeds in the military newspaper for inclusion." "Let's go, I can't even remember how many years I haven't been here."

Zhao Yunfeng said warmly, raised his feet and walked towards the base first.

It seemed like a very calm and ordinary conversation, but several people in the Lu Courtyard secretly smacked their lips.

At the National University of Defense Technology, the internship was arranged in the Archives Office of the Jincheng Military Region.

Tsk tsk tsk. It’s not simple.

Of course, Li Zhao and the others were not gossips. They just thought about it briefly and quickly followed the footsteps of the old leader and walked into the base.

Not far into the base, the old regiment leader stopped again and raised his hand to point to the rows of newly built barracks and dormitories.

He smiled and said, "What a big change. I remember this used to be the location of the armor repair company. Not long after I started working."

"Just like..." the old regiment leader said, turning to look at Li Haiyao, "Yes, when I was about the same age as you."

"At that time, my old comrades and I also let our youth fly and stayed together through thick and thin. It was a time of poetry and song, and it was also a time of burning passion."

"It is a kind of heroic life with a sword, but it has changed so much. The barracks from back then are gone. The conditions were not so good at that time."

“We picked up stones from the mountain and built this land piece by piece.”

"Well, this cadre dormitory is still there." The old regiment leader smiled and pointed to the audio-visual education building in the distance.

"This place has also been renovated. The artillery camp is small. At that time, the companies were stationed next to each other."

Everywhere the old leader went, he would mention a few things about the past.

Li Haiyao, who was in charge of reporting, was taking photos and recording at the same time. Despite her young age, she was quite serious about her work and recorded in detail.

Revisiting his old place, the old regiment leader felt a little sad. He was also an ordinary soldier who joined the army and was finally promoted. It can be said that he has stepped from the grassroots to the present.

Back then, it was the call of the military flag that made him and his old comrades join this iron stream.

It was also the temptation of military uniform that turned him and many old comrades into an oasis together.

At that time, the 155th Regiment traveled to many places in the north and south.

He also accompanied the sentry tower at the desert border, spent his youthful sweat in the Hexi Corridor, and wrote the history of gunfire.

The fiery military life has tempered his body and tempered his will, condensed his immortal military love, and developed a persevering military temperament.

It’s just that the years have passed by, and the young warrior who was so full of strength has now entered old age.

Looking back on the past and revisiting his old place, how could he forget those passionate years and the military camp in full swing?

How could we forget this military camp furnace that forged stone into gold? How could we forget the days and nights spent here together, sharing joys and sorrows.

What a pity, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the old leader.

If the old army is disbanded, all these past events will become words recorded on paper.

It is no longer a past that carries memories and warmth one by one.

The old regiment leader walked in front, and the district captain and others followed far behind, unable to say a word.

Everyone walked to the training ground unknowingly. It had also been renovated, but many places were still the same as before.

After all, what is being renovated is only the equipment, not the geographical features.

At this time, the five-thousand-meter unarmed assessment had already begun in the first section of the training ground.

Because Wang Heng repeatedly reminded us to keep in line and maintain high slogans.

The responsibility of leading the team was given to Chen Jun. The entire class formed a column, and the seven people shouted slogans loudly.

They are the most conspicuous in the entire training ground.

It happened that when the old team leader walked into the training ground with his memories in mind, the first team passed by.

At a glance, he saw Chen Jun shouting slogans and holding his head high.

The youthful camouflage flying posture attracted the attention of the old group leader.

Isn't this exactly who he was back then?

He is also so high-spirited and so wanton.

(End of this chapter)