Being a soldier is hard, but being a soldier also has a lot of benefits.

One of them is that there are brothers you know anywhere in the north and south of the mountain, and you can bump into an acquaintance anywhere.

That is, when we were rushing into the deep mountains and old forests according to the forced march route, among the brothers of the time-honored special forces who conducted military training with us, I saw my Battelle brothers, who drank no different from desperately, and the Northeast Tigers' Niu Boss.

The personality of the prairie boy is really as broad as the prairie, and it is more like a storm on the prairie that comes and goes very quickly. My brother Battle jumped up from the snow at the first sight of me, and pressed me to the snow with open arms, and slapped his head and hammered his chest as a greeting with the characteristics of a military man.

Then the cow boss crawled out of another snow nest, grinning and saying bald, why are you a ** hair? How long has it been since we've seen each other?

Boss Niu, are you leading the team or ......?

Boss Niu laughed and said bald, have you forgotten what this place is? Anyway, I'm a landlord, right? The people have arrived, and I, the local lord, are not interested in a personal reception?

Okay, you are considered to be an early troop, so let's follow our men and horses to lurk in the snow first, let's see if the kung fu guys who live in the snow are all practicing the authentic?

The subjects of lurking in the snow, the brothers are relatively good at playing. Especially brothers like us, who are used to tossing in the snowy plateau, don't take this as a big deal.

However, although the subjects of the drill are the same, the different units still carry their own habits.

Let's say the snow nest we built.

We are accustomed to looking for a relatively leeward place, with a triangular snow wall with a slightly windproof eaves outside the row, and the brothers put their coats and ears wrapped in leather hats, and then pulled the hats horizontally to protect their noses and mouths, and they can sleep soundly.

And the brothers of the Northeast Tigers are not like this.

Usually the brothers of the Northeast tiger used to make a horizontal trench in the snow, with a dome formed by the trunk and branches on it. A group of brothers lay down in the trench, and no matter how heavy the wind and snow outside, they could sleep well until dawn.

Naturally, the purpose of everyone's drills is to save themselves from killing and injuring the enemy, and they all have the tactics of defending against the opponent's stealing camp.

It was the habit of our brothers to form a ring of defense with their snow nests, and there were lurking sentinels on the periphery of the ring.

If we really run into an opponent who is stealing the camp, the sentinels will put the opponent in a little distance, and then start the first round of attacks from the rear, and we, the brothers who sleep peacefully, will be able to react quickly, relying on the defensive circle we have already formed to counterattack.

If the opponent is not so tough, maybe we can come up with a counter-guest to destroy the opponent cleanly. In the worst-case scenario, we can also rely on the attack of the outer guard brothers to break through and escape into the deep valley of the snowy mountains.

And the guards that the brothers of the Northeast Tiger are used to are completely different from ours.

The two ends of the horizontal trenches where the brigade rested were usually oriented towards the mountain forest that was easy to break through, and on the two cross-sections that were vulnerable to assault, the sentinels who came out of the front could provide enough time for the brothers in the rear to react if they noticed a sneak attack.

Then there was the retreat of the sentinels, and the brothers of the brigade either relied on the wide cross-section to carry out a counter-assault with superior firepower, or broke through from the horizontal after a short period of resistance, relying on the high mountains and dense forests to evacuate or turn their heads to copy the enemy's rear road.

Generally speaking, the big guys are familiar with the basic routines, and they learn to improve and improve those basic routines according to local conditions.

When my snow nest was filmed, Battle's brother wrapped himself in a coat and carried a snow cloak into my snow nest, and said with a smile and said Bald brother, how long have we not seen each other?

I wrapped myself in my coat and said, Battle, let's count it, we buddies haven't seen each other in two years, right? What do you think? How are you doing? When will you change the epaulette on your shoulder to a yellow card?

Battle and I both laughed.

In our circle, almost a single person can have so many unique skills, and everyone thinks that even if there is only one soldier left in the world, it should be their turn.

Being able to be an officer with a yellow card is a guarantee for the brothers to stay in the army for a long time, and it is also an acknowledgment of their own strength.

This Battle brother is also a well-known fierce man in the Northeast Tiger Army, as long as he can perform well and have a place to take the exam, it will be a matter of time before he becomes an officer.

The Battle brothers sat down next to me and said bald, and when this training was over, our boss Niu had already approved me for two months of vacation to review my homework, and I was waiting for next year's exam.

We wrote from last month that my younger brother was admitted to university this year, and when I also went to military school, then our family will have two highly educated talents in one guy!

When the two brothers go home together, according to the rules in our flag, it is to ride a big red horse through the streets and alleys to shake the majesty, our parents don't know how much face they have!

I watched the Battle brothers leaning against me in the snow and looking forward to the future, and the idea of going to a military academy as an officer came to my mind.

I wasn't a good student when I was a child, except when I was in elementary school, my family looked at me like a cow and took a few good students or something, and I didn't ask my family to have a face since I was in the third grade of primary school.

Every time there is a parent-teacher meeting, the old lady must listen to the teacher's complaints in the school. In particular, most of our classmates are children from the hospital where my mother works, and the people who go to the parent-teacher meeting are also my mother's colleagues......

My mother has never made a mistake in her life, and the business in any department is also taken and put down, and when it comes to business, everyone has to look up to my mother.

But it's my incompetence as a son that makes my mother ...... every time

The old lady is getting old year by year, and in a few years, the old lady will retire and go home to rest.

Anyway, I have to come up with an idea before my wife retires, so that my wife will be proud in front of her colleagues, and proud of her son's achievements!