First of all, I would like to thank "me with a cigarette" for the reward of the book friend brother, who arranged things this morning, and theoretically could spare a day to code words well.

In addition to making up for the addition of 10,000 rewards, the monthly pass, emmmm. Although it is obvious now that ten monthly passes plus one can't be done, try your best to make up for it, and make up as much as you can.

Also, talk about the content of the book, my thoughts, and some of my stories.

In fact, in my original plan, almost half of the first half of the content of this book will be the foreshadowing content of not going to the ship, but now I am going to study in France, so the time to get on the ship is almost up. I'll slow down the progress in the future, otherwise this book is estimated to be finished in 300 chapters.

There are also book friends who have reported to me that the protagonist in front of me is going to have an accident, and they are very depressed and unhappy.

I have always believed in the saying, "No matter how many times you do legal education, it is not as effective as a day trip to prison". In the same way, people often do not remember the happiest moments of their lives, but they will certainly remember the most painful moments of their lives. Only his own experience and a major blow can Chen Ming really grow up and realize that safety, discipline, standardized operation and other things are the most critical things on the aircraft carrier.

The development of everything is a spiral ladder. Every time the protagonist experiences pain, he grows once.

This book, in some ways, I want to pursue a truth and reasonableness. But I didn't know how troublesome it was until I started writing myself, there were a lot of things, and some book friends said why you should adapt it like this, because if you don't change it, the book will be gone.

Actually, I originally wanted to write about the plane collision, but I won't say which plane collision you know. And then, obviously, this can't be written. There are a lot of constraints like this, and I can only try to test them step by step and try to justify myself as much as I can with logical logic.

In fact, I personally know that writing like this does not conform to the core essence of the online article "It is cool for a while, and it is cool for a while, and it is always cool to be open", and this book is also the first time I have really written it. I believe that you should be able to find out from the writing at the beginning of me and the comparison at the back. At the beginning, there was a time when even my rhythm was disrupted. caused the current situation, but this is also very good, otherwise according to the first half of the space of your own ideas, the protagonist will be pressed, and the foreshadowing of this book is estimated to be directly cool in the middle of the night~

And then I personally expect to finish this book in about 500 to 600 chapters, although I'm still quite worried about whether I'll be able to write that much. If I can't write it, I'll finish the book after I finish telling the story I want to tell. Sometimes, I feel that there is no need to think of any way out. I just want to tell some stories that some people follow, some people subscribe just some people love to hear your stories. After the story is told, it's time for the end of the song to disperse.

Let me tell you my story.

My experience in the military may not be the same as many people. Many people in my family were soldiers, and my grandfather participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Vietnam, and was a squad leader in the air defense battalion of the Air Force. There are individuals who shot down enemy planes of the second class, there are certificates of commendation from the Vietnamese government, and there are also war wounds.

My grandfather's left ear was almost the same as his deafness, and he couldn't hear it until he was yelling close to his ear, and his right ear was much less hearing. The reason was that an aerial bomb exploded not far away, and the shock wave injured the eardrum. My grandfather served in the army for 17 years, and after he was discharged, he was assigned a job in the army as a deputy director of production in a state-owned enterprise factory.

Later, because of PTSD, I had a conflict with someone and injured someone. Then he ran away, and after returning to his hometown in the countryside, he borrowed money from my grandfather, that is, his father and three brothers, and sent it back to people for compensation.

So later, it was a private settlement, and there was no court. However, his act of leaving directly caused his file to be recorded as "disobedience to the organization's assignment".

In those days, what was the difference between such a record and a deserter? For his war exploits, the war injury allowance was directly suspended, and I remember that it was not until 10 years later that the war injury allowance of several hundred yuan per month was re-issued. Then the army sent someone to pick up these veterans and take pictures of their old comrades-in-arms who were still alive.

My grandfather's post-war behavior was the same as Chen Ming's, he was extremely aggressive at first, but after injuring people and running away from the organization's assigned work unit, his identity changed from a combat hero to a deserter. The whole person has changed, becoming honest and wooden.

I've grown up to this day, twenty years, and I've never seen my grandfather get angry. Maybe it was because of that incident that he didn't dare to be angry anymore. This is also the reason why I pay more attention to the psychological depiction of the post-war period, because there were so many such things back then.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless. Warriors are not killing machines, they are just soldiers with faith. But when faith is gone, what is left of them.

Chen Ming's PTSD appeared on the battlefield of Irako that I designed in the Bald Eagle Army. It is because Chen Ming doesn't know why he participated in such a war, and there is no faith to support him. That's why this problem will soon arise, and without a complete cure, Wang Wei's sacrifice has become a fuse. Smashing the pictures of his accidents for many years, the pictures of aimless killing on the battlefield, and so on, came up with the situation I mentioned earlier.

As a new writer, the design of the main character is also close to me to some extent. After all, it's not easy to write like this. Therefore, Chen Ming's performance in some places is based on my personal experience, personality, etc.

The first time I went to the army was on New Year's Day on January 1, 13 years. I don't have a military membership, I'm just a backdoor product who was sent to reorganize training.

I was 13 years old, had no regular uniforms, no rank. All my personal belongings were confiscated, and all I had was a mattress, quilt, and pillow. Then a cotton coat, two sets of winter training clothes, two pairs of rubber shoes, and a pair of combat boots.

My squadron leader, we later liked to call him Asako Company Commander. A small captain who graduated from the Chengdu Armed Police Command College. When I first went, he said a word to me.

"You're here anyway. You will definitely not be able to go back, and if you come, you will be safe. The better you behave, the sooner you will go back. ”

The first assembly in the evening, some of the warriors who had gone out returned. Because we have a rotation system, our squadron was responsible for the security work during the Chinese New Year that year, so half of the soldiers in our squadron got the exit slip on New Year's Day.

Many people came back at once, and I saw that the seat I had stood in the queue was gone. Habitually, the phrase "I", the kind with a very small voice. But in front of me, the veteran who stood in front of me who should have belonged to him turned his head directly, "What are you relying on?" ”

Then I shrugged ~

The first warmth I felt in the army was when I came back that night, and the squad leader with colored eyes washed my feet, and he said it was tradition.

According to himself, the squad leader who came out of the Sky Eagle and worked as a guard for General Zhuang Shihua retired a month later. I heard that he delayed his retirement, but I don't know the specific reason. It was probably not long before the Chinese New Year, and suddenly the person left.

Our daily morning exercise is five kilometers without weight, but our math teacher must have taught the physical education teacher, and the company commander who often said "I'll give you three seconds" with four fingers always asked us to run a small playground of 225 meters, 30 laps, and he said that was five kilometers. No questions will be accepted.

January 2nd was the first time I ran and fainted directly on the training ground. As I ran, I felt that my eyes were getting darker and darker, and everything around me seemed to be getting darker. I fell to the ground and no one helped me. When Mako saw it, she ran over and helped me up, helped me walk slowly around the playground, and then adjusted my breathing. When I'm adjusted, take me to dinner and continue training.

In the morning, when I was free to move, as the only one in the entire squadron with a bare board on my shoulder, I naturally became the object of ridicule by everyone. I remember a veteran came to me and told me that he did three push-ups and I did one.

And then just like that, I was fucked out. They burst into laughter.

Turn right out of our camp, and not far behind is a cemetery. There was a building in the back that I don't know if it was a small temple or a small ancestral hall, and they always scared me at that time, if you are disobedient, Mazi will find a few veterans to throw you there, and no one will care if you are beaten to death.

When I take a shower, I can only use the outermost showerhead, which has a problem with a shower, and the water pressure is very small.

To be honest, at that time, I felt that everything around me was full of malice. I also thought about running away, but I didn't have any money, plus there was a guard downstairs in the dormitory, and there was a sentry at the gate. The squadron still had two dogs, so it was stopped. When I first arrived in the army, I would occasionally stand in the corridor before dawn and weep as I looked at the night sky outside.

About three days later, the squadron began to choose flag bearers. I was originally unsuccessful, but I took the initiative to ask Mazi to go, and I don't know why I agreed.

The reason for wanting to be a flag bearer is very simple, "recruits are afraid of physical fitness, veterans are afraid of queues". I'm just trying to skip the workout. Who knows, but it's not easy at all.

I didn't think of a company-level unit. If it weren't for the special nature of the armed police, we would not have had such a thing as choosing our own national flag bearer to raise the flag. As a result, the standard of training is not at all easier than physical fitness.

There were three of them, I was the flag bearer, plus two flag bearers. Asako trained us personally, with a wicker in her hand. I don't know where he got it in the cold winter years, but I guess it was left behind.

When the action is broken down, if any position on the body is not up to standard, it is a wicker pumped up. If your front foot is too high or too low off the ground, jerk your legs. If the swing of the front or back swing is not correct, draw the arms. And so on and so forth, and the final effect was that it wasn't until I went back to school that I had spent more than a year in military training when I was in high school. Our instructor saw my queue action and said directly, I did better than him. And then add that the number of instructors in the national defense education base at that time was not enough, and the school season was open. Then let me take my classmates to train. Even at the end of the training parade, the flag-raising was the national flag raised by me and the other two instructors. It was the second time in my life that I raised the flag.

was pumped alive for half a month.

Finally, when it was time to raise the flag by himself, he didn't expect that the first flag-raising went wrong. The flag guards in charge of installing the national flag did not know if it was because of nervousness or for some reason, but the flag was raised before it was installed.

After the national anthem is played, the national flag reaches the top. It was nothing, and the comrades-in-arms under the flag-raising platform didn't notice it. But Mazi found out and rushed over and kicked the flagpole directly.

The flag has fallen, it has fallen.

Well, I won't say much about that later. Anyone who has been in the army knows what I experienced in the next week.

In terms of weight, I lost 14 pounds that week.

Or maybe it was the special training punishment of that week, and my physical strength unexpectedly slowly caught up. About a month and a half later, there was a shower. An old soldier suddenly told me to go and wash at his place. On the top of his head, it is the one with the smoothest water from the shower, the most comfortable one with the highest water pressure.

At the same time, they also told me that I can use the wrestler shower gel and Sassoon shampoo that their veterans bought back from them. Don't use the Haodi that I bought before the pockmark, it's a dead pick, that thing doesn't work.

It was only at that moment that I felt as if I had truly gained a foothold in the squadron. I was accepted by them. Later training was even more energetic.

In fact, like Chen Ming, I trained hard at that time and did not have any great ambition to protect my family and defend the country. I'm just because of Mazi's words, the better I behave, the more I go. I had a girl I liked at that time, and the only girl I actually liked at the moment. I was tricked into going to the army, and I didn't want her to worry, so I wanted to get out as soon as possible.

The first time I went out on the field was during the Chinese New Year. Shortly after I was accepted into the squadron veterans. Maybe it's because I'm more honest and don't think about running. Then the results in training slowly caught up. So Mazi deliberately named me and told me to go out with me. Then he found me a pair of corporal's red epaulettes and told me to wear them, along with a badge on my chest.

During the Chinese New Year, I was basically on duty at the train station with my comrades. I was 172 tall when I was in my first year of junior high school, and after more than a month of training, my skin also darkened. So no one found out that there was a younger brother mixed in among the elder brothers of the armed police on duty.

Looking at the bustling crowd, I didn't think of home, I thought of the girl. To tell you the truth, I hated my parents at that time and tricked me into being cut in the army.

Then because our squad leader was gone, a new squad leader was proposed. But I don't know which string Mazi is wrong, at that time, I actually said in front of the whole squadron, my squad, let me act as the squad leader.

Not to mention me at the time, the real squad leader of our squad and the other fighters were stupid. I don't even have a military membership, and the live-fire training has nothing to do with me. Even when I was on duty, the other comrades-in-arms carried real guns, and I was holding a rubber training abrasive.

But there was no way, because of Mazi's obscenity, everyone didn't say anything. When I first became the acting squad leader, many people were smashing the field. Every night to bring back, a little time before the lights go out, there are always veterans from other classes coming in, saying that it is better than physical fitness. Push-ups or something, no doubt I'm GG.

I don't know if they hurt me or helped me by doing this. At first, they came to provoke, and my comrades-in-arms in my class watched the excitement unmoved, watching my bullshit class show off his appearance. Later, maybe even they couldn't stand it, or maybe it was because the mobile red flag that had been hung in our class for three months was gone, and seeing the marks on the wall stimulated them.

When a veteran went out, he brought back a jar of protein powder. Every evening, brew a drink. Then one person takes a sip, after the lights are turned off, put their feet on the bed, and the whole class begins to do push-ups and other additional exercises.

At that time, I didn't want to tell the commander to order them. It's good that they can listen to me when I talk well. But every night, a class of people practice with the same hatred, trying to find the atmosphere of the field. Slowly, I found that as long as my password was correct, the leader or when, they started listening.

Later, the mobile red flag came back, and we also found the field. Although we didn't do the strongest physically, the housekeeping pacesetters were ours until I left. Once the superior leader inspected that the quilts of the whole squadron were repaired by people from our class. Although physical fitness is not the first, it is not bad either. My fastest time of 5km without weights was 19 minutes and 45 seconds, which was 1 minute and 15 seconds faster than the 21 minutes of the excellent line.

The second time I went out on a field trip was during the rainy season, and I didn't know if the city's reservoir was overflowing or exploded. It's the operation of blocking the water, the sudden emergency gathering in the middle of the night, and then I have been fighting sandbags. Carry it to the bottom of the embankment and hand it over to the next comrade-in-arms, and it will be over. Until it is brought back, the next day it will be trained as usual.

In 13 years, I spent my 14th birthday in the army. It wasn't until after breakfast in the morning that Asako remembered about it. He dragged me to the cafeteria and ordered a bowl of noodles with shredded meat and eggs for me to celebrate. That year was also the first time that summer enlistment began in the country.

After the recruits were distributed, I didn't know how to wash the recruits' feet. The veterans didn't stand in the way. By that time, they were willing to call me class president.

Soon after the recruits arrived, I left.

The day I left, I didn't even think about it. In other words, more than half a year has passed in the squadron, and I don't want to leave this kind of thing sooner, I was used to it at that time.

After breakfast that day, I took it back to tidy up the housekeeping, and then went to the cafeteria to eat. After breakfast, I was suddenly called away by Mako, and then in his office, I saw my parents.

When I left, Asako told me. Don't come back, come back later.

I knew what he meant, telling me to listen to my parents and study hard when I got home. Don't be brought in by my parents again, and when you come back in the future, you hope to take the military school or re-enlist and come back.

But obviously, I let Asako down. The relationship with the family has always been very stiff, and then let go of oneself and grew savagely to make it into today's situation.

So, write about military fandom. I don't want to write an invincible protagonist, I prefer him to be a person. It may be a bit selfish to say that, but that's what I was doing at the time.

As a newcomer writing a book for the first time, I never thought about how the book would be, how much money it would make me, and so on. When I started writing, I just wanted to satisfy myself.

I'll give him some settings, some settings that satisfy the cool points.

He can mix in special forces, but he's not special forces. Just because Chen Ming's precision shooting is better and more professional, he can teach these to others. In the aviation brigade, he was not the strongest pilot, he was unique in that he could land on an aircraft carrier, nothing more. In the Navy, he is not the best and strongest commander, but he is currently the only one with experience working with aircraft carriers.

And I want to use these special settings to design some opportunities for Chen Ming. Take advantage of these advantages and slowly grow and develop.

I am grateful to see the brothers here, and I am grateful that you have the patience to listen to my story.

Thank you.

Rouger

March 13, 2020

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