There is no homesickness.

After closing the door of the regiment commander's office, Xiao Chen, like him two or three times before, hurriedly walked towards the headquarters of the Seventh Company with his bag on his back.

All units were training, but no one paid attention to the sudden appearance of a cadet soldier in the regiment. This way was quiet until he stood at the door of the Seventh Company.

Everyone is gone, so even the department has become deserted. The sound of slogans and shouts of killing on the training ground in the distance seemed to be diluted by this coldness, so that Xiao Chen didn't feel the slightest bit of blood boiling.

It's just that the seven companies are still the seven companies.

Although there are only two people left, the environmental sanitation of the Seventh Company is still the same as it was at the beginning.

Environmental sanitation is also a manifestation of combat effectiveness in the Seventh Company, and the combat effectiveness of the Seventh Company is still strong. Although Xiao Chen knew that there were only two people left in the Seventh Company, no, it should be said that there were three now.

Putting the bag on the ground, Xiao Chen walked onto the lawn and picked up the few withered leaves that seemed to decorate the scenery but seemed to be a bit of an eyesore here, and put them in the trash can next to the bulletin board.

The good news that Xiao Chen went to the National Defense University of Science and Technology has long been missing from the bulletin board, and only the reorganization notice of the Seventh Company that made hundreds of comrades-in-arms cry bitterly is hanging alone.

It is expected that Gao Cheng should have deliberately left it.

He wanted this scar that would never heal to be uncovered repeatedly, forgetting the pain in the blood, leaving only the last stubbornness and persistence.

Xu Sanduo and Gao Cheng didn't know where they were, maybe they were in the training ground, or they could be doing somewhere else, Xiao Chen didn't know, so he chose to sit on the duty post at the door of the building.

This is a place where he has been left many times.

It seems that in Xiao Chen's memory, there will always be a soldier of the Seventh Company guarding here.

Anyone who wants to enter the Seventh Company will be asked here for the reason and recorded in a prescribed booklet.

It's just that today's Seventh Company seems to be somewhat unnecessary.

What should be allocated has been allocated, and what should have been moved has been moved. In addition to these buildings and facilities, there seem to be only two people. In such an environment, who comes back to break the peace.

Xiao Chen brought his bag here, then sat on the chair that had been wiped clean, took out his study materials from the bag, put them on the table, and sat down by himself.

The two people who stayed in the Seventh Company before, one is the soul of the Seventh Company, and the other is the body of the Seventh Company.

Now that he is here, it doesn't seem to be superfluous, so he makes a lock and locks his soul and body into a person.

This person can be called Gao Cheng, or Xu Sanduo, of course, Shi Jin, or Wu Liuyi Bai Tiejun. Of course, it is better to call him Steel Seven Company, because he has five thousand and one faces.

Leaving a little attention to his surroundings, Xiao Chen began to carefully read the book at hand.

Although some people have been refuting this book on the concept of war co-authored by two air force colonels since its first edition, it is simply an epoch-making work from the perspective of the current national military capability and the international situation.

At least in this part that Xiao Chen has read, in terms of thinking about the future form of war, the perspective of this book is ahead of its time.

Cyber warfare, financial warfare, and even resource warfare, based on the unequal status of war, are very likely to occur in the future.

At least, the bald eagles of later generations used these methods to bully the weak. It is not a textbook for some netizens to say that such and such a force has turned over.

Xiao Chen's current study is network and electronic command, and he is bound to have some exploration and prediction of future cyberspace warfare, and the writings of these two colonels at least give Xiao Chen a direction to think about.

"When are you coming back, boy?"

Xiao Chen completely sank into the world of knowledge, so much so that he had left no guard at all.

If Gao Cheng hadn't stood in front of him and asked, it was estimated that Xiao Chen would continue to look at it.

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Chen jumped up violently, then put down the book, and stood up and saluted Gao Cheng:

"Report to the company commander, I'm back at half past nine in the morning."

Gao Cheng picked up the book on the table and flipped through it, seemingly unimpressed, but in fact said very sadly:

"Why are you coming back? Grab the class and seize power? Lao Tzu is now the commander of a light pole, you are late, and the seventh company is gone. Oh, by the way, and this guy, you ask him, would you like to be your soldier? ”

Gao Cheng didn't ask Xiao Chen why he came back and didn't say a word.

He knew in his heart that Gang Qi even knew what happened to Xiao Chen. The reason why he didn't go home during the military academy holiday was because he was still talking about this broken place where only two people were left, because there was still a sign hanging at the door: "Seventh Company." ”

There is no "Armored Tiger Steel Seventh Company", and there is no "Bloody Pioneer Steel Seventh Company".

It's just seven in a row.

Glory aside, this is a cold house, and two gentle people.

Xiao Chen smiled.

Gao Cheng's grief and indignation were still buried in his almost venting language, but Xiao Chen knew that this seemingly torturous calm was a kind of tempering for Gao Cheng and Xu Sanduo - the polishing of the spirit after fading the brilliance.

"Just because you're the Commander of the Light Pole, I'm back. If you get together, you can at least get the simplest battle group. I'm afraid that you, the team leader, still have qualified combat effectiveness, and take the two of us to the battlefield. ”

Xiao Chen pulled Xu Sanduo, who didn't understand the metaphor at all, overlooked, ignored the weight-bearing vest he was strapped to, hugged him and patted him on the back.

Listening to Xiao Chen's clumsy agitation method, Gao Cheng suddenly laughed:

"You are a soldier, and you have less and less of a sense of superiority and superiority. Believe it or not, I'll take you to the training ground and beat you up. The commander of the light pole is also a commander, and you need to worry about combat effectiveness. ”

"Let's go, let's go in and set up a bunk for you, it's time for the whole team to go to lunch. Let's partner with the Sixth Company now, and that's what it sounds like. ”

Xiao Chen smiled and put away the books on the table, Xu Sanduo took the initiative to pick up Xiao Chen's bag, the three of them walked into the building, and returned to the third class dormitory in the echo of footsteps, Xiao Chen put his bunk on the original Bai Tiejun's bed.

Patting the hard bed board, Xiao Chen suddenly sounded the picture of Wu Liuyi assigning him a bed and a locker when he first came to the dormitory.

This dormitory is really full of memories.

People are like this, only when things are wrong, only to suddenly find that everything was so beautiful.

"What do you think about, so fascinating? Oh, I see, I'm thinking about my old comrades, right? Wu Liuyi went to the first company of the B regiment, and the White Iron Army was demobilized ahead of schedule...... Ma Xiaoshuai, oh, you don't know Ma Xiaoshuai, but it doesn't matter, he is also a soldier of the third class, the 5,000 and 1st soldier of our 7th Steel Company, a cadet soldier, and went to the 3rd Company of the C Regiment. ”

Gao Cheng clearly described to Xiao Chen the whereabouts of everyone in the third class, these names, these units, had troubled him for many days and nights.