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Speaking of the life of a veteran, I need to explain it in sections. The replacement of the squad leader had a big impact on my life. Therefore, I always thought that the most basic unit in the army, the squad, could not be ignored. The character and personality of the squad leader directly affected the development of the entire class. In a broad sense, it would be a very serious problem.
The good class monitor Shang Dian took over this task first. It was just in time for the recruit training. My company was occupied by cars, so I had no choice but to carry forward my style. They slept on the floor of the club on the third floor. Happy or sad, happy that we have priority to watch the club's television (of course, when the Bureau Chief is not around), and more importantly, I won't make a fool of myself with that inconspicuous blanket, and I've regained some self-esteem. The worry was that excessive self-indulgence would be harmful to future development. Let's not talk about it for the time being.
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Before the winter solstice in 2004, the veterans 'field training began. This was a very meaningful activity. In short, on the first day, everyone was fully armed (backpack, bedding, toiletries, cultural tools, dry rations, and a Type 95 automatic rifle on their backs) and marched to Moyu County. It was said that the black jade in Moyu County was a little more expensive than ordinary Hetian jade. At night, they stayed at a technical school (Moyu was a high school student and had already taken two days off). The county government, the Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces, and other people said that terrorists were rampant here, such as the *** and ***
The next day, they drove to Yutian. There were many people on both sides of the road welcoming them. I don't know if they were sincere or not, but they were very happy. Sitting on the big truck of liberation, he was actually used to this kind of life. Back then, Uncle Corban rode a donkey to Tiananmen to see the great leader Mao, and finally saw his sun. It became a much-told story. Uncle Corban was from Yutian, and the sculpture of Mao meeting him was erected in the central square of Yutian. We spent the longest night of the year in Yutian Central kindergarten-the winter solstice.
In fact, this was an unforgettable night. I quietly got up from my bed, not knowing if there was moonlight outside the window. This ancient and magical city, Uncle Corban's hometown, had so many stories worth remembering. Coming here for training, it was as if I had returned to that hot-blooded era. I really couldn't imagine the status of Leader Mao in people's hearts. When he was finally pushed to the altar, his personal worship reached the peak. An ordinary citizen actually treated meeting the leader as a luxury. Thus, Uncle Corban set off with dry food from Xinjiang. It should be naan bread. This food was really delicious. Although it was not easy to digest, it really had a long aftertaste. He missed that taste, but he missed his life in the Green Military Camp even more. He admired Uncle Corban's tenacity and his courage to cross mountains and rivers for his ideals.
The third day's journey was even more difficult. First, they were fully armed and ran at full speed to the designated location. This looked very enjoyable. They ran like wild wolves in the desert. The journey of about 9 kilometers was very challenging. Then, they ate in the wild. On this day, we came to the orphanage in Luopu County to donate to the orphans.
Sometimes, when one was about to fall asleep at night, they would wake up and not see the moonlight. They would only see the children in the orphanage studying (or eating, anyway, it was a very lively scene) and how hardworking they were. It was unknown whether it was because of emotion or something else. People who had not experienced it themselves really did not have much right to speak. In short, he had a different feeling in his heart. Therefore, it was better to be more filial when his parents were still alive. After all, he was much happier than them. If a person did not even cherish his happiness, he would be further and further away from it…
My Veteran Life
The arrival of New Year's Day in 2005 announced that he had become a veritable veteran. After waiting for a long time, it was finally today. Unfortunately, it was the three of us: me, Xiaohei, and Zhao Jianpeng, who only existed in name, because there were no new recruits in our platoon. The new and old soldiers never met each other. Even if the new recruits went to the old soldiers 'company, their buttocks were not warm. They rushed to the Gansu training base to learn armor technology like the three of us. The same fate determined that the three of us could only wait for seven months before we could welcome the dawn.
China was a society of acquaintances, and the army was no exception. Although the three of us came back from studying in Gansu Province with flowers and applause, deep in our hearts, many of our comrades did not accept us. On the surface, during the period of 2004.1-2005.1, we stayed in the company and were conscientious, but no one bought our account. After all, they stayed together for at least 7 months. Therefore, there was a sub-election of excellent members of the Kokyuelung (within the scope of veterans). The three of us had the least votes, and an obvious hooligan in the company, Xiao Zhang of my recruit company, got a few votes. It was a strange result, but I could figure it out. This was the human nature of China. The first three months of our return is a crucial period for the three of us to establish a good reputation and improve our internal relations. The eyes of the masses are bright, and even the strongest glacier will be melted by enthusiasm.
So I often think, what should a person do to gain the respect of others? Relying on boasting and boasting would never allow one to gain a firm foothold. If one exchanged true feelings for sincerity and let practical actions prove their sincerity, then it was only a matter of time before they were respected. I live in a community where we are united and help each other. In December 2004, I witnessed the heroic scene of a veteran leaving the army for the first time. My dear Wang Qi (although our relationship is not that good) left. I heard that he retired and mixed in with the people in Haerbin. I think he should have a future. However, at that moment, I didn't feel like I was about to die. To be honest, I really didn't have any real feelings for them. After all, we had only been together for more than a month. It took time to understand someone. Deep in my heart, I kept questioning myself. Perhaps one day, I would leave the army and feel what I would feel. Would I be able to leave behind a touching story?
In 2004, during the transition period, the respected Instructor Xu established two teams with far-reaching significance. One was the quasi-sergeant training team, and the other was the military academy study team. The former has to train a few more hours of physical fitness than us every day. I heard that they have to run at least one obstacle of five kilometers and four hundred meters every day. This is a common occurrence for infantry companies and is not worth mentioning. However, it was a challenge for the communications company with a relatively small training load. Many comrades still couldn't take it, but overall it was worth it. Everyone could finally qualify to participate in the warm-up match for the non-commissioned officers with a clear conscience. At least, the second class was a lot of talk but little action. At the beginning, it had the following members: I, Hu Zongbao, Yuan Longxiang, Li Changgeng, Wang Fuqiang, Liang Chong, and Xu Dongsheng. Everyone was confident in their future, so naturally, they received the support of the company. They specially arranged for a study room. This was opened at the risk of being notified by the regiment. I wrote to my parents and asked them to send me some high school books. Only a few of them managed to make it to the end. I entered the military academy more or less to bring glory to my parents. I was extremely unwilling, but I still had to put in all my effort. Even if I put in all my sweat and got nothing, I had no regrets. Since I want to write my own story, I naturally have to write a big story. From the end of November 2004, I have been working hard with the support of unlimited passion. I sacrificed an hour of rest in the middle of the night to fight for my dream. I was transferred to the propaganda unit many times to help out because my respected instructor was promoted to the head of the cadre unit. During his time as an instructor, he had done many things for me and encouraged me greatly. How could I reject his help? When I face the challenge with confidence. A report from the cadre unit shattered my dream like a bolt from the blue. The maximum number of students who could enter military school was 1983.6. I had no choice but to spend it. Perhaps this was fate. Hu Zongbao left the team under the persuasion of the company commander and the instructor. Wang Fuqiang, Yuan Longxiang, and Liang Chong felt that there was no hope of getting into a military school. Li Changgeng's political conditions were not up to par. In this team, only Xu Dongsheng had accidentally gotten into the People's Martial Arts School in Urumchi. It was not in vain for everyone's painstaking efforts.
The three months between the arrival of the new recruits and the return of the new recruits was the preparation period for the veteran company. It was very similar to the life of the new recruits, but it was much more relaxed. The Spring Festival was approaching, and many non-commissioned officers went home to visit their relatives. Squad Leader Shang was also eager to meet his lover. The new squad leader Liu Wenbin marked the arrival of a new era.
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