"Burn, burn" Liu Deyang smoked a cigarette, his face reflected the fire, and threw the letter into the broken pot one by one.

That kind of expression, as if it was not a letter, but his own youth.

Liu Deyang is a third-year soldier, and now the training of the pre-promotion squad leader of the teaching team is over, and the captain Wen Zhixing has announced the list of discharges before, with Liu Deyang on it.

I solemnly heard Liao Huang mention it slightly, saying that Liu Deyang originally wanted to stay in the team and continue to take the military academy examination for one more year, and it is not difficult to teach the team to stay in the team according to the usual practice, but this year is different from previous years, due to the reform of the military service system, after the New Year, by the end of next year, the army will implement the non-commissioned officer system.

According to the new regulations, such as the group of conscripts who are already the last batch of three-year compulsory soldiers in the Chinese People's Liberation Army sequence, if they want to stay in the team after two more years, they can transfer to a non-commissioned officer and continue to serve for two years; Second-year soldiers like Wang Dazui can also be transferred to a non-commissioned officer for a period of two years by the end of next year when they reach the end of next year.

In this way, the total length of service of a non-commissioned officer is five years.

The problem lies in the fact that third-year veterans like Liu Deyang, according to the original military regulations, can choose to serve for one year beyond the time limit and continue to take the military academy examination. However, as soon as the military service system changed, things changed, and veterans in the third year will be in their fourth year next year, and they cannot be transferred to non-commissioned officers, so in principle, they are not allowed to stay in the army, except in special circumstances.

Veteran Liu Deyang's plan was disrupted in this way, and he could have stayed in the team but chose to retire at the end of this year.

Some veterans of the teaching team have already left, and Liu Deyang will follow the last group of veterans of the division headquarters to take off their uniforms and leave the unit in a few days.

That's fate.

Iron-clad hard disk running soldiers.

It's like metabolism, when new recruits come, veterans go.

left the mark of youth, and took away a precious memory, what can't be taken away

Perhaps only the veterans themselves know.

Throwing all the letters into the fire, Liu Deyang stood up and silently stared at the burning cauldron.

"Let's go, you burn slowly" He smiled a slightly sad smile as if he was saying goodbye to Zhuang Zheng and Wang Dazui, and then turned to leave, leaving only a lonely back.

After Liu Deyang left, Zhuang Zheng and Wang Dazui looked at the direction he left for a long time.

After a long time, Wang Dazui said, "Keep burning." ”

The two of them silently began to burn letters again.

Suddenly, Wang Dazui read in a tone like recitation, "My feelings for you are sincere, if you think that I am young and ignorant, then six years later, I will definitely come to you after graduating from college, if you are not married, I am not married, at that time"

He turned around solemnly and snatched back the letter from Wang Dazui's hand.

Then he glared at the guy and said, "I said that you still have a little shame in this person, this is my letter, you actually peeked"

Wang Dazui's face didn't matter, and he said, "Whoever told you to believe more, my letters have been burned, so take a look at them if you are bored."

Suddenly, this guy's little eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Who is this girl?"

"It's the girl in your class, don't you know" solemnly stuffed the letter back into the envelope.

Wang Dazui said, "Which one I haven't seen just now?"

"Can you stop gossiping so much," said solemnly, "I don't even remember who she is." ”

"Let me see, I'll tell you which one." Wang Dazui said, "I still have a photo here, a group photo of the whole class, you tell me the name, and I will point it out to you." ”

Zhuang Zhuang thought about it, and still told Wang Dazui, "It's called Pan Xiaolan." ”

Wang slapped his thigh and said, "It's this little girl, it's good, it's beautiful, it's the most beautiful in our class, and then it's that Yu Huijun, who also looks good." ”

solemnly bowed his head and burned the letter, saying, "I don't know her." ”

"You know, you should know." Wang Dazui said, while reminding, "It's the female student who was reprimanded by you for crying when I had diarrhea when you took me for a long time and came back." ”

"Oh" solemn now I have an impression.

On the second day of the previous military training, Wang Dazui didn't know what he had eaten wrong, and he frequently ran to the toilet that night, and his face turned white the next day.

That is, on that day, the solemnity was brought by the boys and girls of the fifteenth class.

This Pan Xiaolan is the second girl in the first column, just behind Yu Huijun, the tallest.

Yu Huijun asked for leave that day because of the stomachache you know, so Pan Xiaolan temporarily took the position of the vanguard.

But when training, Pan Xiaolan actually took a wrong step.

This is a very serious matter for the vanguard.

Because once the pace of the vanguard is chaotic, the latter is likely to follow the wrong one, and the whole team will be chaotic.

After correcting several times with passwords to no avail, she solemnly took Pan Xiaolan out alone and opened a small stove next to the parade road for more than half an hour, teaching her how to learn to listen to passwords and pick steps.

"It turned out to be her."

Zhuang suddenly laughed.

There is another thing about this little girl that impresses the solemnity quite deeply.

On the last day of live firing, Pan Xiaolan was the fourth to come up and shoot at the target position that was solemnly responsible for support.

As a result, this girl was quite fine before the shot, her posture was correct, and her expression was not too nervous.

The moment she took the shot, the little girl actually let go of her left hand holding the magazine, and even her right hand holding the grip was released, and she directly covered her ears with both hands, screaming earth-shattering.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhuang Yan was in a hurry and immediately pressed the automatic rifle, I am afraid that this little girl would have made a big trouble.

For this matter, Pan Xiaolan was solemnly and fiercely reprimanded again.

The impression of Pan Xiaolan is only these two times, and both times they were solemnly cleaned up.

Later, I received a letter from Pan Xiaolan, which said that she liked Yunyun.

Zhuang Yan couldn't even remember who she was, let alone being liked by others for some reason, so he immediately replied with a pen, from learning to life, and then from life to feelings, and finally characterized Pan Xiaolan's confession as "an illusion caused by the inexplicable worship of soldiers".

Unexpectedly, Pan Xiaolan quickly replied to the letter and said what Wang Dazui read out just now.

Six years

Wait six years later

Even Zhuang Zhuang felt that this matter was as unreliable as it was.

He was even more convinced that this little girl was just dizzy for a while, this kind of liking for himself was just a hazy feeling caused by the worship of the green uniform, not to mention half a year, and it was estimated that after a few months, this little girl would feel naïve when she thought about it.

Therefore, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

While burning letters, suddenly someone in front of the barracks shouted "solemn"

Wang Dazui said, "It seems that someone is calling you, it is Liao Huang's voice." ”

Solemnly pricked up his ears.

"Solemn, come out and find someone right away"

Someone is looking for it

Who looks for themselves

He looked at Wang Dazui, a bewildered.

Wang Dazui smiled meaningfully and said, "Shouldn't it be a schoolgirl who admires you?"

Special years

Special years