Sitting solemnly on the backspan of the military truck's car, he stared at the scenery outside the car like a fool.

I have grown up so old that I saw so many military vehicles galloping on the same highway for the first time.

There is no head in front and no tail in back.

In front of the neat convoy, there are also local traffic police responsible for leading the way.

The blue sky and white clouds are bright and the sun is shining. You can occasionally see the sea along the way.

Look at this posture, I look at the beach.

Everyone is very excited, but some are new recruits.

No one has seen so many military vehicles and equipment, air defense firearms mounted on the carriage, trucks dragging anti-aircraft guns. It is said that the tank brigade with heavy equipment has boarded the train from the train station, drove all the amphibious and land tanks onto the flatbed train, and headed straight for the destination.

Everyone was chattering and talking, trapped in the boring camp and training day after day. For the first time, they encountered this scene where a large-scale sea training was always practiced. Everyone was fresh and exciting in their bones.

The entire journey lasted eight hours, and the water was put on twice on the way, which was the only thing that made Zhuang Yan feel relaxed.

It’s not that I’m so suffocating, but that even the troops urinate in a queue.

Whenever water was released in the wilderness, the entire long convoy was neatly leaning against the side, parked on the shoulder of the road, and then jumped off the soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms like dumplings, and came to the side of the road to form a row of sleek lines.

"It's only five minutes, listen to the command!"

The duty cadre of the brigade held the small red flag in his hand, held the small trumpet hanging on the camouflage uniform in his mouth, and then blew a long trombone "punch".

Everyone urinated directly in front of them.

On the side of a road, thousands of transparent and yellow water columns shot towards the front. This spectacular scene will never be forgotten in this life.

Eight hours later, I finally arrived at the sea training ground.

This is an extremely remote suburb of a coastal city, with mountains and seas behind it. The nearest town is three kilometers away from the sea.

Since it was already summer vacation, the town leaders vacate the school and let the troops station.

In this way, the troops' stations are still not enough.

The teaching brigade where Zhuangyan was located directly selected a piece of land in the valley not far from the sea and set up a tent as a temporary garrison for the next month.

Although it is outside the camp, everything is still no different from the camp.

The Chinese army has such a nearly stubborn tradition - whenever they go camping, they must arrange tents according to combat formations, and then they must shovel all the grass around the garrison, dig drainage ditches, set up temporary guard posts, and send fixed and swimming posts.

Patrol personnel were also sent around the entire division's station.

Because of the arrival of this army, even the garbage and debris on the streets were cleaned up by these soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms.

In the words of the division leaders, this is called joint construction of the military and civilians - the military loves the people, the people support the military, and the military and civilians are one family.

Since I came, I would help the people to make hygiene, which would be considered as a reward for giving up the school to serve as a temporary garrison for the troops.

Arriving in the afternoon, Zhuangyan followed his other comrades until the sun almost set, and then he finished tidying up the entire temporary camp and tent.

The local municipal government sent people to send condolences, all of which were pigs.

Since the cooking class has just arrived and many things have not yet been perfected, there is only one dish for dinner - braised winter melon with pork.

However, the amount is sufficient.

After dinner, the brigade has not organized training yet.

Zhuangyan followed Wang Dazui to the nearby area.

The sunset fell on the sea to the west, dyeing the entire sky red, the sea breeze was cool, and the waves outside the coconut forest were buzzing.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but think of his hometown.

There is also a sea there.

But unlike here, the beach in this town is very remote and has a rare tourist spot. It has a flat coastline of dozens of kilometers, making it the best place to be a sea training ground.

"So beautiful!" Wang Damou opened his arms and sucked the salty and wet air hard, "It's so beautiful!"

He looked back at the depressed Zhuangyan and said, "Enjoy the good time quickly. It will start tomorrow, but it will not be so fun or so relaxed."

Wang Dazui has always been a crow's mouth.

If you say good things, you may not be able to win, but if you say things in absolute way, you will be sure.

Zhuang Yan was already afraid of Haixun, and was turned pale on the spot by Wang Dazui's exaggeration.

He would rather run ten or five kilometers than do some kind of armed swimming in five kilometers.

Wang Damou's face was full of gloating. Zhuang Yan really wanted to press him into the water and let this guy grab a few sips of sea water before talking about it.

"I said big mouth, you haven't told me yet, how do the squad leaders teach landlady ducks to swim?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Wang Damou said with disgust, "Can you keep some mystery? I've spoiled everything for you, what's new tomorrow."

He smiled and patted his solemn shoulders: "Brother, enjoy it tomorrow, this is the sea training of the Chinese People's Liberation Army field troops."

After saying that, he left with a smile.

On the first night, the troops organized a meeting, mainly to announce various bans.

For example, strictly control going out and do not harass local people.

For example, note that you cannot go into the sea without the presence of the squad leader or the squadron organization.

Balabara finally announced his dissolution after an hour.

Zhuang Yan spent the night in panic, which made him feel the first night in the recruit company.

No!

It should be said that it is even more restless than the first night of the recruit company.

In this half-dream and half-awake state, solemn and tossed until midnight before falling asleep.

Until a rushing little trumpet sound shocked him from the floor so much that he jumped up like a mouse with only his tail stepped on.

"Get up! Don't think you can sleep in after coming to Haishang!" Luo Xiaoming woke up at some point, wearing a camouflage uniform, holding a stopwatch in his hand, fighting at the door of the tent like a death-seeking ghost, shouting at everyone.

"Put your backpack and gun on it, don't put a quilt in the backpack, clear it! By the way, leave the shoulder bag and small bag. Today is a good day, the first day of Haishang! I promise you that it will be very good!"

I believe you!

Every time Zhuang Yan heard what Lao Qi Luo Xiaoming said, he felt that he wanted to think and guess in the opposite direction.

In short, after staying in the third district team for more than a month, I have never seen Lao Qi really make everyone feel comfortable.

Leave a shoulder bag and a small bag?

Zhuang Yan was confused for a moment and didn't know what this was.

"What does it mean to leave a small bag with a big mouth?"

Wang Dazui cleaned up and said, "You will know in five minutes..."

After saying that, he ran out with his backpack on his back.

Everyone in the third district team quickly assembled and was taken to the beach.

Before dawn, the beach was still a little dark.

On the beach by the sea, there were already people from other district teams gathering.

The sound of commands can be heard everywhere...

Zhuang Yan suddenly became nervous again.
Chapter completed!