The moonlight did not become bright and white as the night deepened, it was still so light.

As for the training ground, as the night waits for the moon to be bright, the proud sons have not thought that the singing under the moon is still so lively, compared to the careers of the proud sons, there is really no such situation, how can they not want to be longer, let the time keep the footsteps. It's just that this is the base of the troops.

The army, as the violent apparatus of the state, represents many meanings, one of which is strict discipline that must not be unenforced except in very special circumstances. It has to be said that the army is as strong as steel, and strict discipline is definitely one of the root causes. There are no rules, no square circle. Although the words are a little stricter and a little biased, the truth is indeed what it is.

Even though the proud sons were leaving tomorrow, the activities at the base still didn't last too long, but they were extended by half an hour on the basis of usual.

"Cold Wind and Falling Leaves Fluttering ......" In the final chorus of green flowers in the army, the military training undertaken by the base this year is basically over, and tomorrow's departure is only to leave.

The ending song only sang "Green Flowers in the Army", not "Forever Brothers", after all, in comparison, "Green Flowers in the Army" is suitable for chorus, and the difficulty is relatively low. Singing along is enough.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, chief instructor, why don't you go up and say a few words?" Looking at the arrogant sons who had changed from scattered semi-rings to neat opposition from all sides with the instructor's order, Lin Feng turned his head to look at Zhuang Daodao.

"The old rule, I will tell you the final speech of military training and parting tomorrow morning, tonight is a carnival under supervision, I can't go up to spoil the atmosphere." Zhuang Dao shook his head and said.

"Heh, chief instructor, you are really exquisite, and you don't spoil everyone's mood." Lin Feng smiled and said, "However, Chief Instructor, don't you say something that makes people happy, let everyone be happier." ”

"I don't know what makes people happy, but I say those words every year." Zhuang Dao was not impressed by Lin Feng's idea.

"I should have memorized it, right?" Lin Feng extended the topic, but his words sounded sarcastic.

"Memorize it? No, I didn't even memorize the manuscript much. Zhuang Dao didn't think about whether Lin Feng's words had deep meaning, and replied in passing.

"So why is it the same every year?" Lin Feng asked with some curiosity.

"That's what I want to say every year, and that's it. Weird, isn't it? Zhuang Dao turned his head and looked at Lin Feng and said.

"Not strange, not strange." Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and said thoughtfully.

Every year is repeating things, every year is repeating the parting, every year is repeating the process, naturally, every year's feelings are so similar, the same rice to raise a hundred kinds of people, one thing naturally has a lot of truth, but after all, there is one that can be accepted by many people, remember to take as a warning.

"Go back, get some rest early, there's a couple of hours to get on tomorrow morning. It's fine, but it's better to get some rest. Zhuang Dao looked at the empty training ground in front of him, with only a few instructors packing up his things, and said to Lin Feng.

The trees fell and scattered, and the venue was empty after the play. The training ground, which was still lively just now, is no longer full of people, the screen is being disassembled, and the instruments are being packed...... Suddenly it seemed a little deserted.

The training ground is still the same as the original training ground, the time is still that time period, except that the moon in the sky is not as bright as before, there is no difference, but it is a few points more deserted, the reason seems to be the excitement just now.

Listening to Zhuang Dao's words, Lin Feng nodded, got up and slapped his body, and then walked towards the bedroom, the bedroom building was already brightly lit at the moment, but it should be extinguished in a while, and tonight was the last night.

After Lin Feng left, Zhuang Dao didn't continue to sit, stood up, and walked to the center of the bustle just now, it is always faster to disassemble and carry it with one more person.

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The moonlight on the night of September 17 is not beautiful, and it seems that the weather will be a little hazy today.

Except for the joy of the proud children, everything in reality has not changed because a group of people are about to leave, and the early morning whistle still pierces the silent sky as usual, and awakens the sweet dream.

"Everybody gets up, washes up, makes the bed, packs up, doesn't take anything with them, and doesn't leave anything behind. Half an hour later, we went to the cafeteria for dinner, and an hour later we met at the training ground. ”

"Everyone gets up, washes up, and tidies up ......"

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After the whistle fell, it was closely connected with a mission announcement, and a large loudspeaker hanging in a corner of the base's office building made noise over and over again. Yes, even if it plays mission commands, it's still noise, and if the whistle breaks through the silence of the morning like a glass of glass, then it shatters the glass of tranquility and never recovers.

Although sleeping a little longer has become a luxury, but the proud sons of Longteng do not care, the content of the broadcast only talks about the assembly of training an hour later, after the assembly, the proud sons who are busy washing and folding the bedding into tofu cubes seem to hear the horn of the car from the city.

Time passed like a stream, and before you knew it, an hour had gone away. By order, all stood at the training ground.

Chief Instructor Zhuang still maintained an expressionless state, holding the megaphone he was still carrying at the beginning, and the position he was still in the car, and the only thing that had not changed from the outside of military training seemed to be him.

In front of the car, all the instructors lined up, still with their feet shoulder-width apart, straight as a pole, and behind the back of their hands, their spirits were still so vigorous and upright.

Face to face with them are some dark arrogant people, green uniforms and people set off each other, very imposing.

Hey, this scene, oh, the day when the proud sons first arrived was also like this, the difference is that the spirit and spirit have changed, under normal circumstances, changing a person in ten days, maybe only military training can do it.

There were more than 1,000 people on the training ground at the moment, but it was really quiet, and the proud people saw the battle put forward by the instructors, and they all took back their thoughts about it. It's better to be honest in this meeting.

"Fifteen days ago in the evening, you came to this base, and now half a month has passed, and you are leaving. This is a day that I think many of you have been looking forward to for a long time. Now that it's here, the car sent by Longteng to pick you up is already on its way, and in an hour or two, it will arrive. You will be liberated as you think. After letting the venue be quiet for a while, Zhuang Dao raised the megaphone to his mouth and said in a deep voice.

Speaking of liberation, Zhuang Dao paused, as if to leave some time for those who had expressions to change. The room fell silent again. After waiting for a while, Zhuang Dao put the megaphone to his mouth again.

"Fifteen days, I'm generally satisfied with your expressions. There are two aspects to this satisfaction, one is your training, and the other is your usual words and deeds. The difficulty of your training is set by me, and I am basically satisfied with the way you have accomplished, but it is not easy after all. The body of military training is a test of quality, and quality is basically reflected by words and deeds to a certain extent, you are very good, no matter how hard the training is, you have not kicked the wall, stomped on trees, destroyed flowers and plants, and cursed. I'm more satisfied with this than with the completion of your training mission, you didn't disgrace Longteng.

A person who lives in this world is meant to suffer in a certain sense. We can criticize the unfairness of fate and vent our dissatisfaction with life with a few swear words, and we have the right to do so. But there are people who do not have this obligation to be scolded by us. I've been to other bases and seen the military training of other schools, first-class universities, second-rate universities. I've seen all the third-rate ones. Some of them are as good as you, and some of them are eager to teach his father and mother a lesson. It is their duty for the instructor to supervise and train you, and some people insult the instructor behind their backs because of this obligation, and take pleasure in it. This kind of quality reminds me of their teachers, and all the people who have come into contact with them, are they scolded for fun on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain time. A person's quality can be low, and a person's discipline can be without, but even if it is ungrateful, it must be paid attention to. No one has perfect qualities, but at least there must be a bottom line of being a human being. It is our responsibility for the instructor to train you day and night, but getting along day and night for more than ten days should not be the target of your insults. ”

Zhuang Dao's voice became a little different from just now, and there seemed to be something called emotion mixed in the gentle speed of speech.

"Originally, you were leaving, you were happy, I shouldn't spoil your mood, but every time I part, I think of a lot of things, there are partings, and there are unbearable pasts. I once beat a student when I left on the last day of military training, and as for when, for a long time, when he was about to get in the car, as for the reason, it may be that he got carried away and brought what he had been saying behind his back to the front desk. ”

"Alright, that's all for irrelevant. To sum up, you have learned a lot from the fifteen days of training, both from the ** and the spirit, in what you think is suffering. This base, in a little while, you will never return. Here I send you a sentence, which should be regarded as a summary of this military training. We have no right to complain about the suffering we deserve. We don't deserve to suffer, and there is no need to complain about it. ”

Zhuang Dao perfectly combined his loud voice and loudspeaker, and the sound reverberated endlessly. Even if the instructors who have to listen to these words once a year still feel very much, not to mention the proud sons who listen to it for the first time, they are more or less touched.

"When undeserved suffering befalls us, it should be, so that we have no right to complain, whether we live or die." Listening to Zhuang Dao's words, Lin Feng muttered in the team, "Don't complain, it's light!"

After saying a word, Zhuang Dao did not pause and continued.

"Now you can disband, I know that some of you have secretly brought mobile phones, but you dare not use them because of the limitations of electricity and management, and then, in the past ten days, you can use the mobile phones at the bottom of the box in style. After being turned off for half a month, there should still be 75% of the electricity left, except for some places where it is not allowed to enter and leak, you can take some pictures. As a souvenir, as for the time, it will be from now until the arrival of the bus that will pick you up. All of them have it, and they are upright. ”

Syllable!

The combined sound of the neat and loud legs is very loud, and it seems that the proud sons are standing harder and harder than all the previous ones.

"Disband, free to move." Zhuang Dao continued to order.

"Brother Feng, let's go take a few shots, shall we?" After hearing the order, after everyone dispersed in twos and threes, Ning Le said to Lin Feng.

"Go ahead, I'm not a big fan of taking pictures." Lin Feng shook his head.

"Well, then we'll go." Ning Le and the three of them greeted Lin Feng and went to take pictures.

Standing in the training ground, which was somewhat empty because the team was scattered, Lin Feng looked at the back of Zhuang Dao who was walking towards the office building.

"You really can't say these things last night, it's too bad to say them."

After sighing, Lin Feng decided to find a place to sit and stay for a while.

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Chief Instructor Zhuang's concluding speech did not take long, the sun still did not occupy the high ground during this time, and the sky still gave people the feeling of a cloudy sky.

In the base, not very obvious figures walked around, and from time to time there was the sound of camera shutters. Students, who have not yet stepped into the society, and students who have experienced social training are sentimental, Zhuang Dao's words touched them a lot, but no matter how big the touch is, it is only temporary, and the mood of students in the student stage changes with time.

About half an hour after the dismissal, just as everyone was busy laughing and taking pictures, the big loudspeaker on the roof sounded again, this time it was not a broadcast.

"It's here, it was put here." Lin Feng, who was in a corner of the base, raised his head to look at the invisible sound wave, and muttered to himself.

"I remember when I left my hometown and walked into the army with my youthful dreams, time was like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, I was about to leave the army and return home, and bid farewell to my comrades-in-arms who were like brothers......

"Hey, it's a new song, listen to it." After hearing a few words, the arrogant sons hurriedly stopped moving.

In the instructor conference room of "This Song ......", the instructors who were chatting and waiting to go to the military training show together were also suddenly stunned.

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The base fell silent for a moment, and although there was a song echoing, it was really quiet.

"Looking back at the familiar barracks, the past came back to my heart, and I can't forget the intoxication of holding a steel gun for the first time, and I can't forget the embarrassment of the first emergency assembly......"

Even though they knew what they couldn't see, the proud sons still turned to look at the corner of the roof with the singing, where the singing came from. The instructors also walked out of the meeting and stood in the hallway listening attentively. In Zhuang Dao's office, in front of the window, Zhuang Dao also stood silently, he was also listening, although he had heard it many times, but there was never this time of pure fragmentation, just listening. The time of parting had begun, and the barracks were about to be empty again.

"How much sweat I have shed, but I have never regretted it, how much hardship I have suffered, but I have never felt tired, and the soldiers of the iron camp are flowing water......

"The iron-clad battalion, the flowing soldiers, the flowing soldiers." In the corner, with the voice echoing in the air, Lin Feng sang in a low voice, as if he was responding to peace.

Zhuang Dao's "Iron Battalion Sailing Soldiers" is much more flavorful than the original song I listened to on the earth, this voice plus the feelings I experienced in my chest, and the vicissitudes of life that I sang, make people's chests full of emotions!

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"I can't forget the southern and northern accents in the collective dormitory, and I can't forget the thunderous singing on the training ground...... I can't forget the smell of soldiers who are crawling and rolling **** night and night......"

The original very light parting taste, as the song echoed over and over again, it became particularly rich. The troops, the soldiers left and arrived like flowing water, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the solemn barracks. A year is not too long, but there is always a parting.

"Iron-clad battalions and flowing soldiers, we say goodbye to this most beautiful sky with strength and bravery. Everywhere we go, we have the same "blood" on our bodies, and the troops are our common home. Listening in a daze, Zhao Shu's ears slowly sounded the words that he heard when he sent the veteran away, as if he had sworn to himself, and tears gradually blurred his vision.

"Brother Zhao, why are you crying? Haha......" Ren Guang on the side wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said.

"I give my youth to the army and never regret it." Zhao Shu muttered in response to the question.

Hearing Zhao Shu's words that seemed to be unintentional, Lao Wang, whose eyes had been red for a long time but had been controlling himself, finally let go of his tears.

"We are in the same boat here through thick and thin, although there is no smoke of war, but the comradeship is still deep." Standing at the window, looking at the row of barracks, he seemed to see the rows of camps there and the south and north tones in them, Zhuang Dao muttered to himself as if he was responding to Zhao Shu's general words.

Iron camp, bloody love.

Emotions are something that seems to be contagious. The tearful emotions of the instructors quickly spread in this base, listening to the singing in their ears, looking at the barracks with red eyes, the proud sons were very emotional at the moment. People are emotional animals, and the accommodation training of more than ten days of forgetting time is really long; Feelings are really mysterious.

At this moment, the imminent departure seems to be equivalent to parting. The joy of leaving liberation converged and disappeared.

"A good liberation turned into a farewell party, and the joy from the heart didn't even start, so I cried with joy. Chief Instructor, your thinking is really unpredictable! Lin Feng, the only one who was not emotional, looked at the faint voice at the window of the office building, and muttered, "It's okay now, this military training will never fade from my mind." ”

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At the invitation of Zhao Shu, the song "Iron Camp Running Waterman", sung by Zhuang Dao and played on the radio loudspeaker to set off the atmosphere of parting, gradually dissipated after another half an hour, as the car arrived at the base and the people went to the camp. It's just that everyone in the car always feels that the slight roar of the car engine is also talking about the soldiers of the flowing water.

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