Spike

Chapter 3

This belief made him, who was no longer young, excited, and he ran to the playground.The officers and soldiers of the chemical defense regiment looked at the black-faced lieutenant colonel in amazement, and he ran to an open position in an extremely standard posture.He was panting heavily, not because of exhaustion but because of excitement, a long-lost excitement, after coming off the battlefield, he had never been so excited again.

"The Spike Reconnaissance Brigade of the A Military Region of the Chinese People's Liberation Army is now starting roll call—" he shouted himself, in a thick voice.The officers and soldiers of the chemical defense regiment stopped their training and looked at this combat hero who came down from the battlefield.The name He Zhijun was no stranger to them. Both the military newspaper and the "Battle Song" of the military region had long reported stories about him and his legendary reconnaissance team.This scout hero, whom the enemy calls "Spike Fang" in awe, is the idol of these young soldiers.

"He Zhijun!" He called his name, and then shouted loudly, "Here!" Then it was quiet, and everyone was looking at him.The emotions in He Zhijun's heart were complicated.Suddenly, a low voice came from behind: "Captain, and me." He Zhijun turned his head and saw Chen Yong wearing an armed belt.He was surprised: "You haven't left yet?"

"I took a car back to the Night Tiger Group tonight. When I saw you having sex, I hurried over here. I'm not late, am I?" Chen Yong said.He Zhijun nodded: "No! You are not late, you are a good soldier!" Chen Yong stood at attention and shouted: "Yes, please give instructions to the captain!"

"Chen Yong, do you still remember the Shaolin military boxing that you made up yourself?!" He Zhijun asked loudly.

"Remember!" Chen Yong shouted.He Zhijun said sharply, "Give me a set!" "Yes!" Chen Yong took off his military cap and put it aside, walked back to his original position and stood up.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he yelled loudly, and raised his hands—kicking the front with his legs, sweeping his fists at the back, and falling sideways with a slap.Immediately, fists and kicks were like a whirlwind, and the killing sound of a single person was also loud. The officers and soldiers of the chemical defense regiment around were dazzled, and secretly marveled in their hearts that this group of scouts was really not simple.After Chen Yong kicked and fell to the ground with a split leg in the air, Carp straightened up and made another combined punch. The last kick kicked and kicked before slowly closing.His forehead was dripping with sweat, and he slowly retracted his legs and put them back in a military posture.The officers and soldiers looked dumbfounded, but He Zhijun had a sad pride.

"Persevere, or protest?" He Zhijun immediately turned back and quickly saluted: "Hello, Chief!" The old man had an intriguing smile on his face: "Take it easy." "Yes!" He Zhijun turned around, "Take a rest!" Chen Yong slightly Breathing, chest still rising and falling.

"What's your name?" The old man strolled over, but he didn't bring any entourage with him. "Chen Yong, the reconnaissance of the Night Tiger Regiment..." Chen Yong yelled and changed his words, "Chief, I am from the Spike Reconnaissance Brigade!" The old man smiled: "You go, I have something to say with He Zhijun." "Yes! "Chen Yong saluted, turned and ran back to the military building.The old man looked at He Zhijun and said with a smile: "Give out the drill to everyone who can see, and tell them that your reconnaissance brigade has not disappeared, right?" Soldiers!" The old man nodded: "That means sticking to it?" He Zhijun said: "Yes! Sticking to the belief of a soldier!"

"I give you two choices." The old man smiled and said, "First, serve as a staff officer in the military region; second, continue to be a staff officer in the intelligence department of the military region. Both choices are standing still—— Regiment, your rank is both colonel—which one do you choose?"

"I want to go down and lead the troops." He Zhijun was very surprised. "Commander Liu of Army Group A has talked to me and asked me to lead their newly formed reconnaissance brigade."

"Liu Yongjun? What he said doesn't count." The old man was also a little surprised, and then smiled, "Dug someone under my hand, did he eat the guts of a leopard?" He Zhijun swallowed: "Deputy Commander, I was originally People from Army A."

"You don't come here. I transferred you from the position of reconnaissance company commander to the military region agency when you were 24 years old. You have not been in the A army for as long as you have been in the agency. You are a member of the agency." The old man smiled slyly explain.He Zhijun had a bitter face: "Deputy Commander, I don't want to stay in the agency anymore. This agency has left me moldy, and I finally went to the front to lead troops. Don't let me go back to the office again." But the old man Ignore him at all: "It's not that easy to run - I said two options."

"Nothing else?" He Zhijun looked at the old man's face and said after knowing that he had no choice, "Then I'll go back to the intelligence department of the military region." "Why?" The old man was a little lost.He Zhijun said: "I don't want people to say that the old army commander is nepotism. I am the son of the deputy commander's comrade-in-arms, which is half an adopted son. I will be a staff officer by your side, and others will gossip about you." "Afraid that others will gossip about you The old man sneered, "Before you started working, you always went to my house to grab a meal, but after you started working, you never went there again! Do you think I don't know about your cunning?" He Zhijun didn't dare to speak. "I never force anyone to stay by my side, you report to the intelligence department of the military region." The old man turned around and left.

"Old Commander, I didn't mean that!" He Zhijun ran a few steps, "Don't be angry!"

The old man turned around: "There is such a kind of soldier who was born for war. When there is no war, the army needs to put him aside, and he cannot be reused or let go. Letting him go is a loss for the army, and it will cause trouble if he is reused." You are exactly this kind of soldier." He Zhijun was taken aback, but he didn't fully understand.

"Remember it, I'm not angry." The old man smiled and said, "I have a very good temper, otherwise I wouldn't be able to become close friends with your father. Take my daughter to my house when you have nothing to do. My wife misses your daughter very much. .”

"Yes!" He Zhijun saluted.The old man looked at him and said: "Be prepared to be put on hold, you will become a heavy artillery put on hold in the warehouse. In the period when there is no war, you will always be put on hold like this. Pay attention to unite comrades in the organization, don't let people I'm suing you." He Zhijun said with a bitter face, "Do I want to stay in the institution like that forever?" The old man turned around and left: "If you don't grind your temper, it's hard to become a master!" He Zhijun recalled the old man's words, his face There was a wry smile on his face.

7
Lin Qiuye was busy preparing meals.Seeing Lin Qiuye who was panicked and put on makeup, He Xiaoyu sat on the sofa and laughed loudly: "Mom, why do you look like a new wife?" Lin Qiuye said to her: "Nonsense! How old is Mom? How can you still look like a new wife? You are such a big girl, so you are not ashamed to say that?" He Xiaoyu was overjoyed: "Look at your new clothes and makeup! Sigh, a little farewell is better than a newlywed!" Lin Qiuye frowned: "Who did you learn from? Tell me!" He Xiaoyu changed the channel: "Who else should I learn from? Aren't there TV dramas every day? Isn't this all about love?" Lin Qiuye said seriously: "Xiaoyu, you are an older child. You can't fall in love early!" He Xiaoyu pushed her into the kitchen: "I said my mother! Who should I fall in love with? You treat me as full Yeah, just the boys from our school?" Lin Qiuye lied to her: "I think Liu Xiaofei seems to be a little inclined towards you! Isn't it? You tell mom the truth!"

"Him?!" He Xiaoyu sat down on the sofa, "Oh my God! Mom, you can think about it! I can't be with anyone?! He's the only kid who deserves it me?"

"That's good." Lin Qiuye was relieved, "Miss, you can also help serve the dishes! Your father will be back soon!" "My stomach still hurts!" He Xiaoyu pretended to be sick and lazy.Lin Qiuye went to work, she sat on the sofa with a bitter face: "Liu Xiaofei? How can you think of me and Liu Xiaofei? It's too unimaginative, right?" The glass in her room slammed.He Xiaoyu got up, walked back to the room, opened the window, and shouted down: "I hate it! Liu Xiaofei, if you throw stones at our window again, I will tell your mother to go!" Liu Xiaofei stood on the flower bed, and smiled: "I'm here to find You borrow English notes!"

"No!" He Xiaoyu said.Liu Xiaofei was not discouraged: "I borrowed it and copied it, your notes are the best in the class." He Xiaoyu picked up the schoolbag, took out the notebook and threw it down: "Return it to me at school tomorrow!" Liu Xiaofei jumped up and took it quickly. He kept his notebook, but he still stood there looking at Xiao Yu.He Xiaoyu said irritably: "What are you doing? Why don't you leave?"

"I, I..." Liu Xiaofei hesitated for a long time, and made a gesture of breaststroke, "Tomorrow afternoon?" !She pointed at Liu Xiaofei angrily: "Liu Xiaofei! Did you do it on purpose?" Liu Xiaofei looked innocent: "What is my intention?" "I hate you!" Boom!The windows are closed.Liu Xiaofei poked at the bottom with an innocent face: "If you don't go, you won't go. Why do you hate me?"

He Xiaoyu sat on the bed angrily, picked up a volleyball, opened the window again and threw it out.He Zhijun shouted cheerfully from the bottom: "Who is it? I haven't arrived home yet, Xiao Yu greeted me with a volleyball?" He Xiaoyu poked his head out and saw that it was his father!Next to him stood a young female second lieutenant.He Xiaoyu smiled and shouted: "Dad! I didn't mean it!" He Zhijun took the volleyball and laughed: "You thought it was a grenade, I'm going to catch it and throw it back!" Afterwards, he went upstairs with the female second lieutenant.Liu Xiaofei poked his head out from the bushes behind the flower bed: "Hey, the fighting hero is back!"

He Xiaoyu turned around and ran into the living room: "Mom, Dad is back!" Lin Qiuye became nervous: "Ah? Really back, so fast? Xiaoyu, can you see if my hair is okay?" Make-up, he doesn’t look too much!” He Xiaoyu opened the door with a smile, “Dad——” He Zhijun came in with a body like a mountain, and stretched out his hands: “Girl!” He Xiaoyu threw himself on He Zhijun and acted like a baby: “Dad! You're back!" Lin Qiuye stood at the door of the kitchen nervously: "Old He, you're back?" He Zhijun laughed loudly: "I'm back! I'm back! Xiaoyu, I'll bring you a sister!" Fang Zijun walked in Salute: "Hello Auntie! Hello Xiaoyu!" He Zhijun smiled and said, "Fang Zijun, the daughter of the chief of staff of our brigade——Fang Zijun, the heroine of the battlefield rescue team! She was just transferred from the A Army to the General Hospital of the Military Region." Lin Qiuye suddenly realized : "Hey! This is the big girl that Old He Xin often talks about! Come in! Come in! Xiao Yu, call me sister!"

"Hello, sister!" He Xiaoyu called out sweetly, and pulled Fang Zijun into the room, "You've come, my father always said in the letter that you are prettier than me! I'll also take a good look at what the beauty looks like." A smile appeared on Fang Zijun's pale face: "How beautiful am I? Uncle He makes fun of me, he always jokes like this on the front line."

"Not bad! 99 points!" He Xiaoyu smiled and took Fang Zijun's hand to look carefully, "Let me calculate 98 points!" In the kitchen, Lin Qiuye was getting wine.When He Zhijun came in and closed the door, Lin Qiuye became nervous: "Old He, both children are here, don't..." He Zhijun said, "It is because both children are here that I want to talk to you seriously. On the phone, I said I don't know, and it's hard to say. The lover of Chief of Staff Fang passed away half a month ago because of a heart attack." Lin Qiuye was shocked.He Zhijun said in a heavy voice, "Zijun is still young, just 19 years old. Her father died on the battlefield. She has not yet returned home, and her mother has also passed away. This child is now alone. Right now, she is in the same unit as you, I think ..." Lin Qiuye was already wiping away tears: "Old He, stop talking, I know. She will be my daughter and Xiao Yu's sister from now on!" He Zhijun nodded and looked at Lin Qiuye with a smile "That's good." Lin Qiuye blushed: "How old are you, why are your eyes so dishonest! Get out of the way!" Just as He Zhijun stretched out his hand with a smile, Xiao Yu protested in the living room: "I'll talk about the intimacy at night. I'm hungry—the meal is ready!" Lin Qiuye felt relieved, and pushed away the unhappy He Zhijun: "Let's go! Let's serve dinner! Xiao Yu asked us to eat!"

8
The first row of the reconnaissance company of the Night Tiger Regiment was called at night.Sergeant Chen Yong, the acting platoon leader, finished the roll call, and turned to a second lieutenant next to him: "Report to the first platoon leader! The late roll call of the reconnaissance company is over, please give instructions! Acting platoon leader Chen Yong!" The second lieutenant Xiao Le, who had just taken office, waved his hand : "Bring each class back, wash and prepare for bed. Disband!" The soldiers dispersed, and Chen Yong unbuttoned his belt to go upstairs.Xiao Le patted him on the shoulder: "I said old brother, you have nothing to say?"

"What are you talking about? You graduated, and it's only natural for me to give you the position of platoon leader. Don't think that I will argue with you like a child!" Chen Yong laughed.Xiao Le handed him a cigarette: "If you hadn't made a fuss about going to the front line, you would have been given the place to go to the Luyuan Academy. I also regretted it. After graduation, the battle is over. You've had a good time, first-class hero and hero!" "Ball!" Chen Yong told him to light a cigarette, "It's useless for our brothers to say those false words. I have already overdue my service and I must transfer to the volunteer army this year. When the time comes, you tell me something, I can’t leave the army.” “It’s a pity you don’t mention it. A born fighter, I can hear about you everywhere in the Luyuan — the No. A reconnaissance warrior!" Xiao Le sighed.Chen Yong smiled: "This is nonsense from the reporters. As long as I can stay in the army, it doesn't matter whether I am a cadre or a volunteer. Let's go, the lights are about to ring."

The light-off signal blew, and the lights in the military building went out one after another.The barracks entered the dreamland of the night, quiet and peaceful.There are rows of dormitories, and Chen Yong's beds are neatly empty.It was common for the soldiers to go to bed early, and Chen Yong was lying on a rope from the window to the door latch, snoring like thunder—there was no trace of war, only a quiet camp.

9
The war is over, but the soldiers still exist. This may be an eternal tragedy——Colonel He Zhijun, who goes to work in the military building with a briefcase and teacup every day, may be this kind of tragedy.Deprived of the last bit of fun of leading troops, he can only go in and out of his office honestly.Go to work, hold meetings, seminars, and research during the day, and get off work, go home, eat, take a bath, and sleep at night.There are also many opportunities to join the grassroots reconnaissance team, but He Zhijun can't speak, otherwise the grassroots cadres will have opinions.Although he looked at the soldiers and wanted to lecture, but he knew it was not his turn.The only thing that supports him is only one belief-if the war comes tomorrow.

That's why the old man kept him; that's why he didn't leave the army.Everything is based on a war that does not know when tomorrow will come.He Zhijun felt like he was caught in a paradoxical cycle—if the war came tomorrow, he would go to the battlefield; if the war didn’t come tomorrow, he would serve as a soldier and wait—the former combat hero Colonel He Zhijun waited hard like this.Waiting for the war that will come tomorrow, waiting for the second glory of my life.

(End of this chapter)