Early the next morning, after the wake-up horn sounded, Zhang Heping went against his previous habit of dangling at the end, and put on a camouflage uniform early and waited on the lawn of the assembly place.

After the team participated in the assembly of the squadron, they took their own organization and training, Zhang Heping handed over the team to Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, but he ran into the ranks of soldiers.

Qian Zhongjun was stunned and said, "District Captain, you are ......"

Zhang Heping said: "In the future, I will be an officer when I assemble, and I will be a cadet during training, the seventh squad leader, give orders!" ”

Qian Zhongjun couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Zhang Heping was selling in the gourd, how to say that he was also an officer, and he had made a mistake and was seen as a soldier in the whole company, but he had never seen himself so active.

Since then, Qian Zhongjun has a little more mind during training - since you asked me to do this, I will do it, I want to see which tendon Zhang Heping has smoked, or pretend to show everyone for a show.

In those days, Zhang Heping seemed to be more serious, rolling in the mud with the soldiers on sunny and rainy days, and his originally white face was sunburned off a layer of skin, with a little more of the soldier's fierceness and a little less of the original milk.

A true general is sublimated from a soldier, and if you want to be a good officer, you must first be a good soldier.

This sentence was the last sentence before Zhou Huping left that night in the equipment yard.

Two weeks later, Zhou Huping arrived at the training ground, where Zhang Heping was climbing through the high walls again and again on the obstacle course with his students. It's just a simple action, but the requirements are almost harsh.

The two-meter-high wooden wall, first climbed over with bare hands, and then crossed with arms, running, kicking the wall, taking off, turning, and going down the wall, every subtle movement has strict standards, as long as the slightest difference will affect the coherence of the whole action.

There are 14 obstacles in a 400-meter hurdle, and there is a slight error in each obstacle, and each mistake leads to even a 0.1-second error, then the overall result is 1.4 seconds behind, and these 1.4 seconds may kill you on the battlefield.

After watching for more than half an hour, Zhou Huping called Zhang Heping outside the training ground, and the two walked around the route of the night. When it was over, Zhou Huping stopped on the edge of the training ground: "It's been two weeks, tell me, what have you experienced?" ”

Zhang Heping's eyes flickered for a few seconds, he lowered his head and thought deeply, gritted his teeth and spit out a word: "Bitter." ”

"Well, bitter." There were many profound flavors in Zhou Huping's smile, "It's right to be bitter." ”

Yes, who doesn't know the hardships of being a soldier?

But how bitter? If you have never been a soldier and come out of a prosperous world, who has ever had a profound experience?

It is said that soldiers have to train every day, which is very hard; The soldiers eat poorly, and they have to carry their heads to the battlefield at critical moments; The soldiers live poorly, are strictly controlled, and they have to get two certificates and one certificate when they go out.

But who knows how hard it is?

You saw the soldiers on TV shoot their guns and shoot them down, but have you ever tried to aim a few bags of grenades at the target in a kneeling position with the muzzle of the gun hanging from the target, and you couldn't move for an hour, and you felt cramps in your calves?

Have you ever tried to run 10 kilometers on a rugged trail in the wild with 40 pounds of equipment on your back, and just after you arrive at your destination, you have to run ten rounds on the 500-meter comprehensive training ground?

Have you ever tried throwing a grenade a thousand times a day, and when you eat at night, you find that your forearms are bigger than before, and your chopsticks are shaking in your hands, and you can't even pull up your meal? Have you ever tried the pain and guilt of a loved one's choice when they were fighting death in the hospital, only to be given the order to return to the team?

There is no absolute right to speak without personal experience.

Zhou Huping opened Zhang Heping's palm, a rolled cocoon on it, rolled up his sleeves, and his elbows were covered with new scars and old wounds.

"How's the relationship with the trainees going?"

"Not yet, they still didn't pay much attention to me."

Zhou Huping looked towards the training ground, and those sweaty figures were still active in the dust.

"The acting district captain before you was called Luo Xiaoming, and he has been acting district captain since last year, and in the eyes of the students of the third district team, he is the leader of the third district team. Just a few days after you came, he went to military school. And your performance is really disappointing, so they can't accept you in a short period of time. Of course, you have to think about it on the other hand, the more loyal a soldier is, the more respect and obedience you will have when they accept you. ”

Zhang Heping straightened his military posture: "I understand." ”

Captain Zhou's gaze still stayed on those soldiers, stared at them for a long time before he turned his face and pondered on Zhang Heping's face seriously for a while: "At the end of the month, it is the big competition of the group army, and Division Commander Cai called and said that if you can throw 65 meters in the big competition, he will still sign for you to be transferred." ”

"Captain, I'm ......"

"Don't say it, the army is not only to keep people, but also to keep your heart, if you really decide to leave, no one will stop you."

Zhou Huping interrupted Zhang Heping's words: "But you have to remember that no matter which unit you will serve in the future, whether it is logistics or the provincial military region, after all, you are still a soldier, don't lose your face as a soldier." ”

When Zhou Huping spoke, Zhang Heping felt a burning sensation on his face. In the past, he also distinguished the military departments of logistics and provincial military districts from the combat units of this kind of army, which were two worlds, in his concept. It's much easier in the logistics department or the provincial military district than here, and sometimes people even forget that they are in the army and forget that they are still wearing the military uniform of the People's Liberation Army.

From the first day of being a soldier, Zhang Heping lived in the halo left by his father, the army was selected by his mother, and he went to the provincial military district headquarters when he joined the army, and later learned that the commander was his father's old comrade-in-arms - Wang Fulai, the former head of the 273rd Regiment.

Out of care for the orphans of his comrades-in-arms, Wang Fulai transferred him to the police communication company, and then served as his own public servant.

said that he was a public servant, but in fact, Wang Fulai regarded him as his own son.

After a few years of soldiers, as if they had never been before, they followed the commander to run to the grassroots level, and those lieutenants, company commanders, majors, and battalion commanders smiled like a flower when they saw themselves, which made people feel fluttering. The director of the political department of the military academy is also an old comrade-in-arms of his father, and he actually made a third-class meritorious service in his three-year military academy career, but no one knows better than himself how high the gold content of this military merit medal is.

At the time of allocation, the director had a conversation with himself, mainly to understand his distribution wishes.

The too smooth military career gave Zhang Heping an illusion of invincibility, as long as he was willing, he could walk smoothly on any military road.

With this mistaken idea in mind, he thought of his father's old unit, the front-line army unit known as the Lions of the South.

However, the situation was completely unexpected, this unit did not put itself in the position of a heroic son and daughter like the detachment he was in before, and his father's aura did not bring him any blessing in the old army.

On the day when Deputy Division Commander Cai asked him to drop bombs in front of the whole teaching team, Zhang Heping was very sad to find that he was born in a military family and was no different from those ordinary soldiers, except that he had an extra set of officer uniforms than others.

To be a good officer, you must first be a good soldier.

Zhou Huping's words woke up Zhang Heping, who was depressed in complete ignorance, and for the first time in so many years, he chewed on his military career, starting from the day he became a soldier. I was shocked by the conclusion I came to - from the day I put on the military uniform, I only formally enlisted in the army, and I had no pursuit of being a soldier to defend the country in my bones, as if I was on a journey to find my father's figure.

How can a soldier who is not a soldier gain the respect of other soldiers?