That night was the happiest night in the past few years since the Lao Qi army served.

Large pieces of meat, big mouthfuls of wine.

Lao Qi, who has always been a little bit short, finally felt pity this time, and the God of Luck finally favored him once.

This lost and regained qualification for going to school is a compensation for not getting the third-class merit this time.

Even the squadron leader Zhou Huping went to the table of Class 7 toast wine and had three big bowls with Lao Qi in a row.

"Xiao Ming, go to the Land Institute, remember not to lose face of our teaching brigade! When you graduate, I will return to our teaching brigade. I will let you be the captain of this third district!"

"Captain, please rest assured! Our team goes out, and there are vanguards who scream loudly everywhere!"

Lao Qi, who was drunk and confused, hooked his solemn neck.

"Zhuangyan, you are a good boy. The soldier won the third-class merit in the first year. Remember, don't be proud! This is not to say that you are better than other comrades, you are just better luck than them! Also, do it well, I think you are a good soldier, and you will definitely do better than me in the future!"

While saying that, he glanced at Zhou Huping intentionally or unintentionally.

"I understand, squad leader." Zhuang Yan nodded.

In fact, Zhuang Yan himself didn't understand why this third-class skill fell on his head.

If Lao Qi and other squad leaders were unable to make contributions due to Zhang Jian's sacrifice, then at least Wang Datong, the second year soldier, was carrying out missions with him in Paizhou, and you were no worse than yourself.

But why didn't he get the third-class merit?

Some things are very bright when the squad leader is the squad leader.

Until Zhou Huping admired Zhuang Yan, the soldier, and planned to keep him as the coaching squad leader.

When the names of Wang Datong and Zhuang Yan were sent to Zhou Huping's desk, when the two soldiers were in equal measure, the balance of emotions would of course tilt towards Zhuang Yan.

The water does not flow to outsiders' fields.

As the squadron leader, Zhou Huping certainly has a little selfish desire in this matter.

Therefore, Wang Datong received a direct team reward, while Zhuangyan received a third-class merit.

Of course, Zhuang Yan and Wang Datong would not know these things, nor would they ever know them.

Early the next morning, at dawn, a military truck came from the division, stopped on the asphalt road in front of the barracks of the Third Squadron, and honked two horns.

In the queue, Lao Qi stood at the door of the third district team, quietly watching everything familiar inside.

The students all went out to have sex. The mosquito nets on the bed were removed. The housework had not been sorted out yet. The toothpaste, toothbrush and mouth cylinder on the locker were neatly placed near the window. The electronic clocks on the wall and the hour and second hands were moving gently.

Lao Qi carried his backpack and carried a front transport bag full of military uniforms, and slowly walked out of the lineup.

On the lawn at the door, a student who was helping the kitchen ran down from the direction of the kitchen class. When he saw Luo Xiaoming, he stood at the scene and shouted, "Hello, the class monitor."

Lao Qi nodded to him and smiled.

When the student left, Lao Qi stood on the lawn and looked back at the barracks of the Third Squadron. His eyes were sour and hot.

The car horn sounded twice again.

Lao Qi suddenly turned his mind, carried his luggage, and strided through the lawn and basketball court, jumping onto the truck car in the mist.

There were two other squad leaders in the carriage, who were soldiers from other units of the city's direct team, and they were all lucky ones who were given a supplement.

The few of them were veterans and knew each other, so they simply greeted each other.

The car left the teaching team and drove slowly along the cement road towards the direction of the division gate. After leaving the gate, it was an uphill road, next to it was a hillside, where the bomb drop commando training ground...

After passing this slope, you will open a straight cement road, which is 800 meters long. This is the most popular venue for the retracement and leapfrog training for each class at night...

Lao Qi's vision was blurred, as if he saw himself, who was still a student back then, running sweating profusely on this road...

In my ears, the roar of my own squad leader was sounded...

"Luo Xiaoming, you run as slowly as a turtle! Shake my energy and grit your teeth! You can't bear this little bit of pain, you're the nonsense leader!"

He rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hands.

"Lao Luo, are you crying?" asked the squad leader of another engineer battalion in the carriage.

"Bad! Will I cry? When did I, Luo Xiaoming, have cried? Fuck! Come and help me blow, numb the wind and sand today..."

The car drove to the end of this straight road, where there was a fork in the road. A huge bronze statue erected in the middle of the intersection, which was a sculpture of a warrior.

There are three roads, one leading to the teaching team, one leading to the headquarters, and the other leading to the division gate.

Suddenly, dozens of soldiers flashed out from the bronze statue.

They are all soldiers of the third district team.

They were wearing camouflage uniforms, carrying guns and Type 91 tactical vests.

Several of them suddenly raised their hands high, each of which was a square piece of cardboard with a few big words painted with red watercolor pens - the squad leader had a good time!

"Old Luo, are those soldiers from your teaching brigade?" Another squad leader in the car noticed and pointed outside the car and shouted.

Luo Xiaoming suddenly pounced on the rear fence of the car. The cool breeze outside the car made his neck feel cold. His hands tightly grabbed the iron pipe next to him, almost pinching it flat.

Leaving...

When I graduate in three years, how many of the more than 30 familiar faces next to the bronze statue will remain in this army?

Leaving...

That is, it is hard to see again. From then on, all over the world have been separated from each other. There is no chance to eat the same pot of rice, sleep in the same room, brag and train together...

Outside the car, the singing suddenly rang.

Comrades-in-arms are as close as brothers,

The revolution calls us together.

You come from the frontier and he comes from the mainland,

We are all children of the people.

Comrades-in-arms, comrades-in-arms!

This kindly called this noble friendship,

Let us form a steel collective, steel collective!

Lao Qi suddenly felt that his heart was surrounded by something indescribable.

"It's worth...it's worth...it's worth..."

He murmured, tears slid from the corners of his eyes unyieldingly.

Raising his right hand, he saluted a solemn military salute to the soldiers of the third district team outside the car.

The wheels rotated rapidly, rolled over the leaves falling on the ground, crushed over the sand on the road, and crushed over the black asphalt...

Familiar with everything going away, barracks, trees, playgrounds, sentries...

There is also a small farewell team of more than 30 people in the Third Squadron of the Teaching Brigade.

The car passed the gate, the sentry saluted, went out and turned right, and headed west along the national highway...
Chapter completed!