Unforgettable memory, eternal military soul

Unforgettable memory, eternal military soul (Wang Yingxiang)

In the morning, when I opened the window, the sky was gloomy, sporadic snowflakes were flying in the air, and the northwest wind washed the window. The cold air suddenly penetrated the skin of thermal underwear, and the cold air made my chest and arms feel cold and uncomfortable. Quickly turn off the window sash, pieces of snowflakes enter the smothering room with the wind, fall on the floor, and are instantly melted into small water droplets. Looking at the high-rise building in the north, the bright lights are still on the early window, shining sparsely and brightly, setting off the beginning of this dark, cold and snowy new day. Immersed in this full warm and quiet Miri, Malaysia, tender feelings make my mind sink deeper and deeper. Stepping into the rhythm of people's life in downtown areas, it has become a habit of oneself to go downstairs to finish warm-up and brisk exercise for more than half an hour before or after meals in the morning. Walking through the community, passing through a long alley on the east side of the city's armed police detachment, I have been marching in the direction of Fengjiayuan to the south. There are two cement roads that go uphill slowly in front, so choosing one will be the beginning of my warm-up exercise. The snow fluttered from small to large, and the cold wind started with a cold face, and then it turned into discomfort with frozen ears. It's snowing heavily, so I also bent down and walked back ahead of time. Cold, accompanied by the first snow before the New Year, became the main theme of this city, and white became the main color of this city. Walking, watching the dark sky dancing with snow and the snow everywhere, my mind can't help looking for some fragments that I once had in my memory. The stronger the wind blows, the crazier the snow dances. The harder you try to remember, the more you can't get rid of the white touch and memory. I shouted loudly the original memories of our young joining the army in my heart, and tried to find the memento mori left in my brain. At this time, my footprints were covered by the vast snow, and my voice was swallowed up by the cold wind ... All I saw in my eyes was the walking figure wrapped up in the white snow. I suddenly found that it was like a crowd that had just got off the stuffy tank and went to the military station to eat under the heavy snow. Teams, groups, and figures crouching in a big circle to eat under the heavy snow. It's dark, and you can't see it clearly from a distance. They turned out to be doll recruits with lingering elegance. Decades have passed, and the days of those soldiers in the border area have long been deeply remembered in my memory. As long as you gently touch the related scenery, the olive green life will emerge ... It is a military station in the snow of the northern country with a temperature of MINUS 3 degrees, which may be the reason why they are waiting to eat here. These baby soldiers who have just come out of junior high school and high school are mostly rubbing their hands in the cold snow, not just standing in line quietly. The staff of the military station carried a small pot of porridge, and the baby soldiers handed a small dark green porcelain jar for brushing their teeth one after another, and a large spoon just filled the porridge with a small porcelain jar. With one hand holding a small dark green porcelain jar that was hot and steaming with porridge, and the other hand trembling with cold and a little inflexible, I quickly caught two military steamed buns in the steamed bun basin that were cold and yellow due to excessive surface alkali, took a big bite of steamed buns, drank a small sip of porridge, and kept changing the knots to eat quickly. In six or seven minutes, four steamed buns entered my stomach. Ten minutes, the whistle of the train will blow. The leading cadres immediately counted the number of people and lined up to board the stuffy tank train. We got on that stuffy tanker again and continued north. In the dark space, the long stuffy tank military train stops at the next station for 15 minutes only once every morning or noon, and the recruits get off the bus for only 1 minutes. The rest are the platoon leaders who send a few self-brought food to everyone in the stuffy tank car box to satisfy their hunger. The biggest drawback of sitting in a stuffy tank car is to want to answer the call of nature. At this time, the platoon leader will open the door to a small gap where his arm can stretch out, so that the recruits who urinate can stand in the gap and urinate outward. At first, the three recruits who took the lead are not used to it. After a long time of urinating, they really can't stay up. They hold their stomachs in their hands and make a report. The platoon leader and the temporary squad leader will help them get up and stand at the door of the car one by one. It is convenient to take off their pants. Just urinate a little. They're all boys, but they're still holding on. What's the shame? ！” The train is moving fast, and it is still swaying from time to time. Standing at the door of the car, they are all too nervous to pee. This scared the platoon leader. The temporary appointed monitor is also very considerate, constantly comforting them. After the three of them stood at the door for a while, they gradually relaxed their nervousness, and finally worked out a little bit again and again, and finally solved their own problems smoothly. The three men made a fool of themselves, which also provoked more than 4 new recruits dolls who were the same as Zhou Yuan in the trunk to burst into laughter. With this lesson, the platoon leader and squad leader told everyone when they stopped temporarily at any time: "Get off the bus quickly if the car has a big solution. When the car stops, get off and find a place where someone can't see it!" The train needs to avoid the number of trains in the middle of the road and make way temporarily, so it will take up to 2 minutes to stop. We also make good use of this gap, get off quickly and find a sheltered place near the tracks to solve our big problem. However, regardless of the class and platoon leader, they stared at the recruits who got off the bus and shouted. When the car stopped at the next stop, the correspondent of the Corps who came running in front informed the carriages one by one that two recruits had fallen behind at the last stop and did not get on the train. They were instructed by the head of the Corps not to get off at will, and the number should be counted in time! Later, we learned that on this military train with more than 2, recruits, when the two recruits got off the train to relieve themselves, they didn't take time, and the trains all walked away. They only reacted and ran with pants in their hands, shouting, but the train still ran, and there was no reaction to stopping. They chased for a while, and then ran back to the nearby railway station for help. Later, after the railway department informed the situation one stop forward, the head of the receiving corps on the special train was informed. When the train stopped at the next stop, the platoon leader who lost two recruits also got off the bus and ran to the front of the car to report the loss of recruits to the head of the receiving corps. The platoon leader was severely reprimanded by the head of the receiving corps. Finally, the head of the corps in charge of the military ranks coordinated with the railway department, and the two recruits who were forgotten by the train were arranged by the railway department on the train bus at the back, so that they could report to the troops by train bus themselves. Sitting in a stuffy tanker for a long time is lonely and monotonous. The platoon leader organizes recruits to enliven the atmosphere, teaches songs and sings to everyone, and a classmate recruit who can sing a few words of Shaanxi opera also volunteered to sing Shaanxi opera in his hometown. Everyone's atmosphere immediately became active, and there would be no unhappy desertion. These young dolls who came out of Zhouyuan were very excited and active. Stuffy tank cars pass through the mountains and gallop in the desert Gobi desert, but the songs and slogans in the compartments of this train are echoing on the railway for a long time. The three-day and four-night boring tanker trip finally ended. When I got off the train, under the snowy platform, there was a piece of white, and the shed trucks that had already been parked to transport new recruits were lined up, as far as the eye can see, and it was estimated that there were as many as a hundred vehicles. There is thick snow above the truck, which shows that the vehicle has been waiting here for a long time. A big truck went up to more than 2 recruits, and the recruits stood full with backpacks on their shoulders in the trunk. The sky here is still like the gray sky that snowed secretly when we lined up from Zhouyuan three days ago, but the landform here is not like that of Zhouyuan's hometown. Although it is the same snow-covered, the landform here has no trees, villages and mountains, and the mountain features of Zhouyuan's hometown are gone, but there are a few bare hills and a wide wilderness that can't be forgotten at a glance. The platoon leader said that this is the Gobi desert, and it will take several hours to get to the army station. Later, when I arrived at the new recruit training company set up by Wenzhugou tank unit, I realized that the troops were stationed in a minority area. This is a hilly area separated from Qilian Mountain by a big Gobi Desert. On the periphery of this hilly area, there is a mountain pass connecting the Gobi Desert, a desert behind the mountain, and a pastoral grassland of ethnic minorities behind the mountain. Battalions and companies of tank troops are stationed on the two sides of the broad riverbed between the two hills to the foot of the mountain, and three tank yards of three battalions and nine tank companies are set between the hills where the camps are stationed, and relevant protective devices are also set up. This is mainly because the troops are hidden and inconvenient to be detected by enemy satellites. It belongs to the alpine region, and the winter climate is cold, at MINUS 3 degrees, and the coldest is over 4 degrees. The vast Gobi desert, as far as you can see. Only when the broad riverbed formed by the snow washed down from Qilian Mountain has already frozen into a thick white ice, and there are patches of trees without green and scattered pine trees on both banks, it seems a little alive and gives people visual comfort. The exit of Camp One is the connected desert Gobi. The vast Gobi desert, as far as the eye can see, the long river sets the yen, and the desert is lonely and straight. There are 151 student soldiers from Zhouyuan, ranging in age from 17 to 2. When they first arrived, all of them couldn't adapt to the cold climate here for a while. Most of the young student dolls had frostbite, but they were all in high spirits, and no one on the training ground was left behind. Three months of recruit training is over. After the Spring Festival, we recruits were uniformly assigned to various companies. In addition to the tank battalion company, the regiment also had companies such as engineers, anti-chemical, armored infantry, reconnaissance, repair, transportation and communication, and went down to the old company. One-day life training was also on the right track. Like veterans, they got up every morning, had exercises, ate, and started classes, political education, or studied military theory according to the training outline. In summer, it is hot and dry. Because of the lack of water, the regimental bathhouse can only be lined up for a bath for a few weeks. Every day, the tank armored personnel who come back from the training ground are covered in dust when they come out of the car, just like a native. The problem of washing is solved by trying to get water by themselves. Summer is coming. In case of thunderstorm, the soldiers are beaming, take off their shirts under their coats and jackets, wear only shorts, each with an empty washbasin and a towel around their necks, and stand in front of the door. Everyone's head looks up at the sky like a rattle. Only for a while, the thunderstorm drifts down from small to large, while the comrades are shouting happily, and washing their heads and upper bodies in the yard in front of the barracks, relaxing. They vividly call this joyful bathing landscape "heavenly bath", which means that it is a gift from heaven. Comrades said that it was really comfortable to take a shower in a thunderstorm. However, this treatment is not much, only once or twice a summer, because it is a cold and arid area. Sometimes, the most unacceptable thing for comrades-in-arms is that they have just been washed with energy naked! Suddenly, the sky stopped raining and rainbows appeared. They were unwilling to dip some water in the washbasin with towels, simply wipe it, and pay attention to it, or wait for the schedule of the regimental bathing hall to take a refreshing bath. Later, the army also drilled deep machine wells, which greatly shortened the problem that cadres and soldiers could not take a bath for a long time. There is no seasonal comfortable weather environment in spring, summer, autumn and winter in the army headquarters. It is more than 4 degrees in summer, more than 5 degrees in field training, and the reflection temperature of the Gobi Desert is even higher. If field training will make your cheeks sunburned, the most difficult thing is winter, which is more than 3 degrees below zero. If field training is more than 4 degrees below zero. Comrades face freezing cold, bitterness and fatigue every day, and they must have enough courage to go out on duty at night. Every soldier should stand guard in the camp and the parking lot in turn during the day and at night, once during the day and once at night. The parking lot in the wild ravine is on duty to stand guard. At night, I go to the field parking lot more than one mile away from the camp alone to change my post. I have to fulfill my loneliness of standing guard for one to two hours. Sometimes, when I go to the tank parking lot alone in the middle of the night or after night, it is inevitable that there are many dangers. The parking lot is a simple and flat mountainous area, where tanks and armored vehicles are parked and sealed for a long time, and they are wrapped in large stretched cloth. There is no fence here, and the parking lot is open around. With the sound of jackals and wild animals halfway up the mountain, in this empty parking lot, you can't help but feel numb. However, such a night life, the recruits also stayed up for several years night by night, and the recruits also became veterans. Gesang flowers fell in the cold wind, and thorns were everywhere. "the new moon's breath spreads the golden bell, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes." Far from home, in the harsh environment of the Gobi border, comrades-in-arms are suffering from tempering, depression, suffering and monotonous, emaciated bodies. In this fiery military camp, young people have become increasingly strong and strong, and they have become qualified tank crew members, some as tank drivers, some as gunners and captains, some admitted to military schools, and those who are left behind have become volunteer non-commissioned officers. A few years have passed, and it's time for them to visit relatives, and it's almost time for them to leave the army. On the way to join the army, these children of Zhouyuan have gained joy and applause, accompanied by setbacks and challenges, green dreams, personal progress and growth, which affect their dreams all the way forward. Four years later, five years later, they came out of these bare small ravines one after another, retired and returned to Zhouyuan's hometown. Only a few comrades-in-arms returned to Zhouyuan's hometown after more than ten years. At the end of the year, the troops started in annual work summary, and it's time to retire in winter. When I was informed that these comrades who joined the army from Zhouyuan were about to leave the military camp forever, the veterans in each camp shed tears and wept away from the battalions and companies that joined the army here, and their arms hugged each other, which seemed inseparable. In such a big sky, we train, work and compete together. On the training ground, we compete for the first place in Kung Fu and La Ge competitions, for high marks in the basketball field, and for high and low in the five-kilometer cross-country. They have forged the friendship of comrades-in-arms in these seemingly ordinary military work. The car that sent off the old comrades-in-arms slowly left the barracks, and the sand raised the dust all over the sky. However, these veterans sitting in the trunk looked at their beloved barracks for the last time with affectionate eyes, and tears dripped on everyone's cheeks. Perhaps, from now on, there will be no chance to come here again in this life. They will keep this scene in their memory forever ... When the soldiers really leave the barracks and return to their hometown, the barracks are hard to give up in their hearts. This also makes all retired comrades feel emotional, excited, painful and sad. The friendship of war when they left made them lose their manners. At that time, it was not tears, but friendship and attachment. I often think that the army is the definition of dedication. In the world, the most beautiful feeling is the army, and the friendship of war. In everyone's best years, they know that it is a short-term obligation for national defense, but they have to give their lives to practice the technology that they may never use; Knowing that you have deduced one scheme after another, you may not use it once in your life, but you just put your life's efforts into it; Everyone is waiting at any time to carry out the superior's