To my eldest brother Kuangming, I thought it would be better to lose a few more words to that guy!

For Kuang Ming, I can only borrow a man who makes me disgusting to describe it - Jia Baoyu!

Or did appendicitis surgery, but the doctor accidentally pulled the wrong organ Jia Baoyu.

Kuang Ming is an authentic Beijinger, and after some famous family, it is said that the whole family is a soldier. But it's also strange that Kuang Ming has been treated as a soldier by the elders of their family since he was a child, and there is no shortage of regular military training such as the five firsts in the morning of internal affairs, just to make Kuang Ming not so sven and have a strong and bloody image of a soldier. But no matter how their family tosses, this guy is stunned, but he maintains a face of fine skin and white flesh Sven to the extreme, if he doesn't get angry or practice or something, he definitely doesn't look like a soldier, but looks like a college student who has just left school.

This is in response to the old man's sentence, the dog that bites people doesn't bark, so Kuangming, this guy definitely bites in one bite, I am very impressed, and I can still remember the trace of fierce light on his white and tender face.

The bus didn't sit for long, and it was replaced by a military truck, anyway, my feeling at the time was that the army was so poor, and it was loaded with people in trucks, and the density of loading people was not small?

Then go to the back, sparsely pull three or five trucks gradually become a convoy, the more and more huge convoy is really the sentence in the military vehicle shop, you can't see the head at a glance, you can't see the tail at a glance, just look at the sky full of yellow sand and smoke, an army-green dragon shook its head and tail, twisted its body, showing what is called the rolling iron flow, what is the momentum like a rainbow.

Finally, the car stopped, and the brothers who were sick in the car were also considered to have seen the day, and the hard-working people were liberated, and under the shouting of the Kuangming, one by one they rushed down from the car to catch flies, and they were rushed to a square and stood in a square line.

I got the number later, at that time, it was 1,700 recruits, and the eggs were concentrated here, and the instructor was called to start picking soldiers, too small, not too big, not too fat, not too thin, not ......

In short, how do you pick apples, pears, oranges, and pineapples at the fruit stand, and the instructor is how to choose the soldiers!

The station that was not selected was on the left, the station on the left that was selected, and the station on the right that was waiting for a short judgment, I saw the instructor holding a roster and shaking his head violently, sighing, and scolding in a low voice.

At that time, special forces were just a concept, and the most ordinary people knew was that soldiers such as spy companies and reconnaissance companies were very good soldiers in the army.

Therefore, when the first batch of special forces was formed, there were many instructors, and most of them were masters who fought the battlefield in Vietnam, but the source of soldiers was nervous.

Especially when our stubble soldiers just happened to be in the army, and the old scouts were almost gone, you can't just pull people into the army for a few more years and then go back, right?

Then they still want to start a family and inherit their ancestry, right?

Who wouldn't want to become a professional soldier as a volunteer?

What a quota! Our volunteer quota is a mountain, a mountain that can't be crossed!

You look at the Yankees, a sergeant major in his forties, Niu Ba, is simply a person with more authority than the company commander and platoon commander, right?

That is the typical example of a professional soldier of the volunteer army.

These old volunteers are all treasures in the army! Who doesn't have a few hands?

But we can't afford it!

I can only watch these treasures leave the army with tears in their eyes!

I had to pick some cooked ideas among our raw melons and eggs. Anyway, at least we have made full preparations, looking for a needle in a haystack, and choosing the tallest one among the shorts, let's have a personal sea tactic.

Instructor: Who's that?

In terms of his qualifications, combat experience, and tactical qualities, he is a character who belongs to Niu B to bake at home, that is, he can take cigarettes and smoke water in the battalion commander's office at any time, and if the battalion commander's family is there, he can still make his own decisions, and ask his sister-in-law to fry a few dishes, hot pots and wine.

Can you take a fancy to raw melons and eggs like us?

A few years later, the instructor drank too much and gave me a word of truth: Little brother, fortunately, your batch of soldiers are raw melons and eggs, and if there are a few more batches, I can make you angry to death!

I was also cheap at the time, saying that Lao Tzu gave birth to melons and eggs back then, you are not a fucking coffin now, you should go home to farm and raise sheep, hum, Henan Bangzi went?

The instructor poured a glass of wine into his throat and sighed, saying, yes, your sister-in-law is not easy, I should go back, I should go back......

Why was I so cheap!

After leaving almost a thousand people younger, those brothers who didn't pick up got into the car and left first, and we, the donkey dung and eggs who were bare outside, got back into the car, this time even the tarpaulin on the car was put down, and the veterans, sergeants, sergeants, and captains who couldn't see the outside at all, and the veterans, sergeants, and lieutenants who followed the car all sat in the back box with us.

I have to talk about that guy in Kuangming!

That guy didn't know if it was consuming me or what, and his eyes were wandering around me and Jiang Kuan and Yang Ke along the way, or with that kind of particularly malicious look.

Jiang Kuan didn't pay attention to his young age, Yang Ke was timid, and he didn't dare to pay attention at all, only I was older, and I thought I had mixed with society, so I looked at Kuang Ming with the provocative eyes of street gangsters.

It's like two black-eyed chickens......

It was easy to feel that the car stopped, Kuang Ming sneered, lifted the tarpaulin, jumped out of the car, and beckoned us to hurry down.

I was tired.

I'm tired from my eyes!

You don't believe that you stare yourself in the mirror and try it for hours with that obviously unconfident provocative look?

Your eyeballs are absolutely cramping!

Jumping into the car with my luggage, I was officially in contact with the land of Xinjiang. And immediately called the land of Xinjiang to give me a dismount.

The fine dust of flour can cover the feet and necks, and thousands of people jumped from the car in a serious step, and the huge parking lot was immediately full of loess, and the sound of coughing, sneezing, and spitting was not broken.

Then the formation went into the barracks to sort out the housekeeping.

At that time, my heart was really cold to the extreme.

That's also called a house?

The brick walls are broken, although the windows are all intact, but you can see at a glance that the window frames are about to decay, and the room is an iron shelf, and there are two white mattresses on the high and low beds, and a military blanket and a white sheet.

There were also two tin buckets, a still wet stove, and next to it was a small coal pond in which large pieces of anthracite were thrown.

Kuang Ming came in to take a look, and said, "Twenty of you live here, you clean up by yourself, make your beds, make housekeeping, and make your own fire, keep warm, boil water, and drink water."

After finishing speaking, he opened Yang Ke's backpack and came to a demonstration, it was two minutes before and after, the bed was made, and he said that he heard the whistle and came out to eat, and turned around and left.

Then, everyone casually found their own beds, and I chose the lower bunk closest to the door, made a bed, folded the quilt, and took it out to fetch water.

Come back and see that something is wrong!

One house, twenty soldiers, ten in Hunan, and ten in Shandong, no one will use a stove to make a fire.

The soldiers here in Hunan are basically city soldiers, at most, they have seen the old people at home spend the winter, get a charcoal stove or honeycomb coal, and the old people can hold them for warmth, and they can also stew pork ribs and radish soup or something by the way.

The brothers in Shandong are all from the Yimeng Mountains, and their homes are basically firewood and rice for heating, and no one has ever touched this large piece of anthracite.

If you are wide-eyed and small-eyed, you don't know what to do......

I don't know how I got smart at the time.

Glancing at the room, I found a broken book on the windowsill by the door, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was a single soldier training syllabus, and the cover was gone.

I'm the oldest!

How can you know more than these little brothers?

The book was torn off the shelf, and the dead branches were set on fire, and anthracite was added.

To say that the stove in Xinjiang is really a treasure!

The whole wall was hollow, and the whole thing was a huge fire canist, and the stove didn't leak any smoke when I saw the flames swishing up.

Just boil the water.

Before the water boiled, Kuang Ming came in and said, "Have any of you seen my book?"

The face is in a hurry.

I said, "I thought no one wanted it, so I started a stove, what kind of book is it?"

I thought I was polite, decent, and socially behaved......

Have you ever seen what it looks like to eat people?

Kuang Ming's eyes were like that at that time!

Twenty people, all in different shapes, did not dare to move.

They all looked at Kuang Ming's eyes that wanted to eat people.

All that's left in my ears is the bucket, and the water in it squeaks, and the sound of Kuang Ming's fist clenching.

After a minute of stalemate, Kuang Ming stomped his feet and turned around and went out......

Brother, if I knew the origin of that book, I wouldn't burn it if I burned myself!

Later, I learned that the old Kuang family went up for three generations during the Vietnam War.

Kuang Ming's second brother was an artillery scout, and he commanded the artillery group to cover the six heavy artillery positions of the Vietnamese hidden in the cave, and then was surrounded by Vietnamese agents, so he pulled the glorious shell.

At that time, the old man of the Kuang family was watching from the command post, and he watched a fire rise in the direction where his son was.

Kuangming's second brother left Kuangming with this book.

That's it, right?

I'll put incense on my brother!

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