Military: Starting From The Night Tiger As A Deputy Company

After getting the feedback, Zuo Qingyun came to Kunming City without hesitation. The residence is not far from here, but it is not close. It took Zuo Qingyun three hours to come here. Instead of going directly to Southwest University, he planned to go to the Take a look at it.

On the duty post in the square, a young senior soldier in olive green uniform stood straight on the sentry post like a javelin, and kept looking around with vigilant eyes. His tall and straight figure was like a green pine, giving people A very vigorous feeling.

It was getting late at the moment, and many citizens came here to set off fireworks. The brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, which was very beautiful, but the private officer's eyes did not pay attention to this, and his eyes were fixed on the crowd from beginning to end.

Around the senior soldiers, there are not couples, but families reunited with relatives and friends. They all have thick smiles on their faces. In the clean and wide square

The bright lights are even more gorgeous against the backdrop of fireworks.

The bustling city, the bustling crowd, a piece of peace and tranquility, but this kind of scene does not seem to belong to the young man in front of him. The senior soldier is vigilantly scanning the surroundings, not daring to slack off. He knows very well that when others are enjoying the happy time, This is the time when you should be most vigilant.

Zuo Qingyun stood on the square, and the surrounding scenes seemed to have nothing to do with him. Behind this peace and harmony, there were so many people who made silent contributions and sacrificed their precious lives for it. Not far away, many young people in 673 were singing and dancing, and everyone's attention was not focused on this senior soldier.

His back was soaked with sweat, just like the military uniform he was wearing, its appearance was inconspicuous, but it was very reliable. For the people around, the names of the upper class soldiers are insignificant, just like countless heroes, their names will always be silent, and their names will only appear in decades of declassified documents.

Such a scene was a bit too cruel for him, Zuo Qingyun stared at him, and suddenly, he found that less than three meters in front of the senior soldier, there was an old couple in plain clothes standing side by side.

They are not young anymore, with gray hair and wrinkled faces. There are two luggage bags beside them, as if they have just gone on a long journey. The old couple had been staring at the sentinel on duty in front of them, their eyes were red, the corners of their mouths were trembling slightly, and their expressions were a little excited.

Because this is their only son, the conscripts do not have family leave, and they have not seen their son for more than a year, and they miss him very much. Of course, they didn't blame their son, because he was a soldier with a mission on his shoulders. What they didn't expect was that they would run into their son when they returned to their hometown after part-time work and changed cars here. (dbae)

The mother looked at her son quietly, her kind face was full of worry and care, and said softly, "I lost a lot of weight, and also turned darker. My son used to be fair and clean!"

Her voice was not loud, but Zuo Qingyun could hear it clearly, there was a trace of tremor in her voice, a pair of wrinkled hands were tightly clenched together, probably because she was too excited, her shoulders trembled slightly. She remembered that when she sent him away last year, he was still a child who hadn't grown up, but now he is a glorious guardian of the people.

"Old man, has my son grown taller? I think he is much taller than before!" The mother's eyes were a little dazed, but she kept staring at the son in front of her, as if she wanted to bring him into her mind deeply.

The father had his hands behind his back, his eyes were narrowed into a line, and his face was very calm, "The son is not thinner, nor is he darker, but he is more energetic!"

"Yes, I am indeed more energetic than before, and I look stronger. I should have a good life in the army, so I can rest assured!" said the mother.

The father said as if comforting his mother: "The son is doing well in the army, don't worry about it, he will be the soldier, that's right!"

"I feel relieved when I see my son. When I go back, if someone asks me, I will be more confident. My son is doing well in the army now, so I won't let others gossip!"

"Worry!"

Zuo Qingyun's eye sockets were slightly moist, he could tell that the elderly father was just pretending to be calm, he was also very worried about his son, he said don't worry, but how could he put it down in his heart. Poor parents all over the world, how can they not worry when their children are away. But they also know that when their son grows up and has his own ideas and life, they just need to know that he is living well.

Zuo Qingyun still remembers that world, the scene where his parents sent him away, and sent him to school with a smile, and tears wet his eyes when he turned around.

The elderly parents just stood there, their eyes filled with joy, because they could see their son, their legs were numb, but they were reluctant to leave for a moment.

The senior soldier's eyes were full of tears, he looked at his parents three meters away, and wanted to rush over and shout for them, but he couldn't, this was his post, his position, he couldn't leave, and he couldn't even leave Have a look.

Zuo Qingyun is silent, they are not the same, Yanhuang millions of soldiers stick to their posts, have not been able to reunite with their families for many years, and even seldom talk on the phone, they cannot tell where they are, and it is common for them to disappear suddenly for dozens of days. He walked slowly to the front of the senior soldier, and shouted in his surprised eyes.

"Comrade Senior Soldier, the time has come, I am ordered to take over the post!"

"Yes, Comrade Captain, please take the gun!" The first class soldier stood at attention, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, turned into a crystal teardrop and slid out, falling to the ground and turning into splashes

He didn't understand what the stranger in front of him meant, that this was a time for him to get together with his parents.

Zuo Qingyun took the gun, stepped onto his sentry post, and stood upright. This handover was very silent, without attracting anyone's attention, only the bright starlight witnessed all this.

"Mom and Dad!" The first class soldier who got off the sentry rushed over and hugged his parents with red eyes. He also had a lot to say to his parents, but he couldn't let Zuo Qingyun stand for him for too long.

"Son, don't worry about your family. Your father and I are living a good life. You must listen to the commander's words in the army!" The mother said softly, stroking her son's back, tears in her eyes.

"Yes, son, work hard and don't cause trouble to the army!" The father nodded in relief, his father's love was speechless, although the situation on the surface was calm, but the trembling shoulders had already betrayed him.

The upper class soldier can't say anything, and the soldier is also a person of flesh and blood. When facing his parents, he no longer has the firmness of the past.

"Okay, it's getting late, we have to catch the 11 o'clock train, so let's go first!" The father took the mother and picked up the bag and walked forward. Looking at their backs, the senior soldier burst into tears

How he wanted to take the luggage from their hands. .

"I love you!" The senior soldier stood up straight, and raised his hand fiercely to salute his elderly parents one by one.

The figures of the elderly parents paused for a moment, and then disappeared into the crowd. The private came back to the sentry post, took the gun from Zuo Qingyun, and gave him a grateful look.

Zuo Qingyun stepped down from the sentry post, turned to face the senior soldier, saluted a military salute, and then turned around.

At this moment, his eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know if the parents there were okay. The situation made him hum softly: "The cold wind blows the fallen leaves, and the military camp is like a green flower. Dear comrade, don't miss home, don't miss your mother..."

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