Where is Wushan?

He was walking on a rugged mountain road.

The reconnaissance company of the mountain brigade was in a platoon and two squads, and it had been jogging at a constant pace. Every 15 kilometers or so, everyone stops to rehydrate. At this time, the environment is good, and the water that everyone drinks is from the mountain stream from the stream.

If you go by the main road, it's about 250 miles. The 160 miles that the platoon leader said at first also referred to as a small road.

Lingnan is mountainous, and the team has been jogging on mountain paths.

Anyone who has ever run a long distance knows that when you first start, don't run too fast. Everyone has a limit in the process of running. Some people are early, some people are late. No matter what, there is a limit. As long as you get through it at the limit, congratulations, the rest is mechanical movement.

Wushan couldn't help but sigh: the master is in the folk. The entire mountain brigade recruited soldiers from the peasants in the mountainous areas of Guangdong and Guizhou. They grew up in the mountains, and it was common for them to run and jump on mountain roads. The quality is too good to say, you look at all the faces are not red and their hearts are not beating. Wushan originally wanted to inspire everyone, and the whole class sang revolutionary songs along the way. Unexpectedly, these people were addicted to singing, and after singing a song, soldiers kept shouting: One more song.

Some people will say, the army is about discipline, can you speak? This is also Wushan's own experience. Usually when I train, I must be a board and a glance, and everyone is working hard. And now they are going to march 160 miles in a hurry, if everyone is tiger-faced and depressed. Don't talk about the soldiers, it's Wushan himself, it is estimated that he will collapse in less than half the distance. So soon after the team set off, they started singing.

The sun had come out a long time ago, although it didn't bring much heat in the cold winter.

Wu Shan looked at his watch: 8:15. Emma, it's just against the sky. In less than six hours, nearly 150 miles have been covered. If you lead this group of people to participate in the Olympics, Niu Jiajun will have to rest for dinner. He was wickedly yy there, and all the harasons flowed out. Marathon, that's not a problem, we have to run, it's about two marathons long. The mountain trail, without strict mapping, may really be more than two marathons.

"One, one, one, two!" Thinking in his heart, he was not slacking off at all, and Wu Shan shouted slogans as he marched.

"Comrades, work harder, there are still fifteen minutes, and we will arrive at Lujiaao. There we rested again. Wushan looked forward to it, and then arrived at the destination, full of calculations, less than ten miles away.

Rest your feet there, and put the military in order, as if there is no marked water point on the map in front of you.

"Okay, squad leader!" The construction of Zhen took the lead in coaxing.

This kid is the most active and a rare pistachio in the class. Usually outside of training, in the dormitory, his mouth does not stop. Although I have run such a long way today, I am not tired at all, and I am still so energetic.

Wushan still admires it very much, even himself, he feels that his whole body is about to fall apart. It seems that labor is really a training for people. It is also true that in the last life, I started working when I was a child, and until I came back from rebirth, there was no serious illness. Occasionally, there is a cold and flu, and it will pass after a while.

"Squad leader, is it a precursor to a war when we march in such a hurry?" Zhong Dayou looked curious.

Unlike ordinary rural soldiers, his father was the brigade secretary of a relatively wealthy county in Guixi Province. Wushan can know the road, that is the soil emperor of the countryside. Don't say that now, it is another time and space in memory, where corruption abounds in the village party secretary and village head. Now it's called different, captain and secretary of the brigade. It is said that there is a father of the secretary of the brigade, and he is still quite prosperous in the countryside. But this kid has had a hero complex since he was a child, he just wants to go into battle to kill the enemy, and he has a big red flower on his chest.

In fact, in every man's heart, there is a hero. With the passage of time, the dreams of the past are getting farther and farther away, and we bury our dreams in our memories. Sometimes, when you ask yourself, you look down on yourself. Is this really me? What about the dreams that used to be?

"That's right, squad leader." Zhang Chengmu, who is usually wooden, also looked curious: "Usually we practice, and we have had eighty miles and one hundred miles." This time, it's just a matter of playing with life. 160 miles, I feel weak in my legs and stomach when I think about it, and I can't imagine that we are almost there. Squad leader, are we going to fight? Fight devils? ”

This rural baby in eastern Guangdong, the burden on the family is too heavy. If you can fight, you should die for it, and if you don't die, as long as you kill a few more enemies, it means that you will be promoted and rich. Poor baby, he knows that the devil of Ludao, and he doesn't know that the surrender of the island country of Ludao is the era when his father was born. There's no way, who let him only watch anti-Japanese war movies at home. In his simple heart, fighting is fighting devils, and enemies are devils.

In the eyes of simple rural people, don't shout any slogans, what they care about is whether they can eat enough and whether they can get more money. Otherwise, Wu Lixing's package production in the Yixian area would not be so peaceful. Quite simply, what the people support is what we have to do.

At this time, there is still a subsidy for being a soldier. Five yuan a month is a huge amount of money for rural areas. These children will send the money home when they get it.

Wushan also has a squad leader's allowance of one dollar every month, but he has never received a penny. I don't lack anything, and my second father will send a lot of things through Uncle Xu every once in a while. The food and clothing are sent by the old man's new guard Gu Mingzhen every time.

Whenever this time comes, it's a festival of two shifts. The squad leader is generous, and everything is distributed. Several times, even he was gone. Everyone knows that the background of Wushan is profound. In the army, those who have the ability are popular. Rich people are more direct, as long as you don't give alms maliciously and give them away in a friendly way, the prestige brushes quickly, and it is a matter of minutes from friendship to worship. The other squads are naturally envious, jealous and hateful, so what can be done, anyway, it is an open secret that Wushan and the commander are relatives.

I don't know how the news leaked, Wushan is estimated to have been released by Ou Xuhong. He naturally had bad intentions in doing this, and he must have hated Wushan. Hatred of the rich is not only a phenomenon that has existed since the reform and opening up, but has always existed from ancient times to the present. Didn't you see that in the first row, except for the soldiers of the second squad who were close to Wushan, the other soldiers and squad leaders all respected Wushan? Wushan also doesn't care, and he sees people's hearts for a long time. Everyone is a comrade-in-arms who serves rice in the same pot, what should they do or what they should do.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Shan pulled back his thoughts and took a sip: "As soldiers, it is our duty to protect our family and defend the country. If you don't have a strong body, how can you do it? Everyone should exercise well. If you don't think it's strong enough, let's run a little faster? ”

He himself was quite puzzled, this time it was several times the usual training. Even if it's not a war, it's almost inseparable.

"Don't, squad leader!" Ou Xujiang gasped heavily: "Do you want my life like that?" ”

Indeed, the second-class deputy who came in through the back door looked very sturdy, but it was too far worse than these crop men with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky. Usually I train for thirty or forty miles, but I am too tired to do it. Today is already commendable, it's such a long way, and I haven't laid down yet. It is estimated that this kid also has a spirit of not admitting defeat in his bones, no matter what, he is the deputy of the class. The squad leader is full of energy for a city soldier, and he who came out of the countryside is no better than a city man who doesn't pick his shoulders and doesn't hold it, what a shame.

Wushan still appreciates this. Anyway, the boys are all young, and Wushan forgot that he was only a half-sized boy, and he unconsciously got along with everyone as a big brother.

It is said that women need thick shoulders. In fact, men are also tired and also need a warm embrace. Of course, this kind of reliance must have nothing to do with the back mountain. Don't you see, in Chinese families, many boys take their fathers as an example? Because, in China, which is dominated by agriculture, men have always dominated the family. Father, the tough mountain of the family, stands proudly despite the blowing of the storm.

Because Wushan practiced the boxing book given by Old Man Xu, he only needed four or five hours of adequate sleep every day. He is in the second class, both a father and a mother, pulling these rural babies. People are emotional animals, and the care of Wushan is remembered by the soldiers in their eyes. For many nights, he slept after everyone had rested. Before going to bed, he would drag the soldiers' quilts in the two bedrooms. He didn't know what to say, and the moment he turned around, there were a pair of eyes full of tears.

Not only did he not get his own allowance, but he also sent money to the families of those soldiers in difficulty every month. The army is given five yuan a month, and the squad leader sends ten yuan to each family. In order to save two cents on stamps and five-cent envelopes, they never corresponded with their families. These things are all handled by Jin Baohua, the clerk of the brigade department. Once, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao, he said that he missed his mouth, and slowly he knew Lu Dao.

Lu Jiaao has arrived. There used to be a family surnamed Lu living here, but now no one lives. At the pass of the mountain, you can vaguely see the foundation where people once lived.

The mountains and streams of white flowers are singing happily.

Wushan bows a handful of water, so sweet!

"Lu Zuhai, get up!" He was furious: "Didn't I tell you at first that you can only scrub when you have a good breath? ”

"Squad leader, I," the thin young man muttered, "I'm too hot." ”

"Who isn't hot?" Wu Shan pointed to his comrades sitting on the rocks: "Look at it, whose head is not steaming?" ”

"I'll tell you again, take a break for a minute and a half, or you're really going to die!" Wushan scared them.

After running for so long, everyone is naturally very hot. However, in this era, the popularization of science in rural areas is really poor. With a cold water, the dead are not necessarily, the physique is slightly worse, and the stomach is certain. Wu Shan just put the water in his mouth just now, it was impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake himself.

"You think I'm joking with you?" Wu Shan put his face up: "Zhu Debing, why are you still smiling?" Listen. Although I live in the city, I have seen such an accident with my own eyes. In my hometown, there are many caves. There are many families living next to the cave. In the caves, there is usually spring water oozing out. There is a Qian Sanwa, who is too hot to dig potatoes in summer, so he runs to the cave to rest when he goes home. Not to mention, he picked up the wooden scoop and drank two scoops of water. The result? ”

"What's wrong?" Ou Xujiang, this kid can't see that he still has the talent for acting, and he knows that the squad leader is educating soldiers, not necessarily the real thing, so he answered immediately.

"What's wrong?" Wu Shan raised his voice: "It's dead! When I got home, my stomach hurt, and if I didn't lift the health center, I was hard. Do you know the truth? Qian Sanwa got married at the end of the year and was the only male baby in the family. ”

At this moment, everyone was silent. No wonder, the old man recruited all the rural soldiers. In this era of underdeveloped information, rural soldiers are the best ones to manage, and what you say is what you say.

"Alright!" After resting for more than a minute, everyone's breath rested, and Wu Shan clapped his hands: "Come over and share dry food." ”

These good-looking and delicious snacks are naturally Yanhuang's own products that the family feels sorry for Wushan and sent over.

Although a lot of it is usually distributed to everyone, Wushan still has stock.

Of course, in Lingnan, if these things are not packaged well, they will all grow hair in less than a week and have to be thrown away. But Yanhuang food does not have these problems.

The soldiers of the second class have that beauty in their hearts, look at our class, who can compare. They naturally knew that the Tao was all private in Wushan, especially Lu Zuhai, who had been criticized just now, was so sad that he was about to cry.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry!" He was so moved.

"It's all over," Wu Shan patted him on the shoulder, "You must pay attention in the future." ”

The boy burst into tears and laughed, took a bag of biscuits, chewed all the way, and then went to the stream to fill the jug, and drank all the jug in one go.

Along the way, the hardest part is Wushan. Not only do you want to drive everyone to run, but the mountain road is not as flat as the ground, and it is normal to accidentally break your foot.

He had to shout again after a while: "Watch the stones under your feet." ”

The key is that Wushan still has dry food and his own duffel bag on his back.

It's good to be young, Wushan couldn't help but sigh.

Just now, everyone's spirits were a little relieved, and after resting for less than five minutes, they were all resurrected with full blood, and they were chatting there one by one.

"Okay, let's sing a song and go, now we'll go straight to the end." Wu Shan stood up and clapped his hands.

"Squad leader, let's come back from that target shooting!" Lu Zuhai whispered a proposal, which was heard by everyone.

"Good!" The soldiers rejoiced.

There is no way, rural soldiers, they don't read much, and some of them have never entered the school, such as Yang Dashan on the far left.

A song, some slightly complicated songs, after more than ten days of teaching, there are still people who can't, and everyone is most familiar with this song.

"Sunset, the red glow of the West Mountain is flying, get ready!" Wushan made a start, and then roared with his comrades.

Although he is in the period of voice change, he can't care so much with this group of lovely comrades-in-arms.

When it was time to sing, everyone was already consciously standing in a row and walking slowly. As soon as the song is over, it is time to start jogging.

When the "Oh ............" song was finished, the energetic young men howled.

"Wow, the second class is good!" A voice came.

Kindness? Everyone unconsciously stopped.

Ou Xujiang? What is he doing here?

"Deputy Platoon Commander!" Wu Shan's heart was excited, but he still saluted.

"Second squad leader, here's a letter to be sent to the Shengli County Public Security Bureau. You may have to make a trip yourself. Ou Xujiang returned the salute casually and handed the letter to Wushan.

"Where's the communications class?" For no reason, Wushan felt that there was something wrong here, but he couldn't say what was going on.

"Ah, second squad leader, you also know that this is a brigade-wide training. How many people are there in the communication class? Okay, I'll go first, and I'll have to send letters to the first and third shifts later, everyone has a task. Ou Xujiang raised the letter in his hand.

The whole brigade? It was the first time that Wushan had learned of this news, and at first he always thought that it was a full platoon, but at most it was just a training of a reconnaissance company.

"Ou Xuhong!" The most important thing in the army is obedience, and no matter what, Wushan still has to take on this drudgery.

Isn't that drudgery, is it? Less than ten miles south from Lujiaao is Fangjiakou, and Shengli County has to go west for more than 20 miles.

"Here!" Ou Xuhong, this kid really has nothing to say.

"Now, you lead the team for a run. Our second class has the best grades, don't mess it up with Lao Tzu! Wu Shan said, handing him the whistle and the rest of the dry food.

"Yes!" Ou Xuhong took the thing, a standard military salute.

"All of them! Turn left! Run in unison! "Just now, everyone hadn't officially run, and they all turned around when they saw Ou Xujiang.

The beat of the whistle sounded in Ou Xuhong's mouth.

Comrades-in-arms, from time to time someone turned his head to look at his squad leader.

Wu Shan looked at the soldiers of the second squad and saluted until he couldn't see it.

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