At that time, China had not yet announced the entry of the Volunteers into Korea, and it was not a secret at home. It is not a secret that college students joined the volunteer army and left school today, although the school did not organize a farewell, the teachers and students of the school still came to the school gate early to see them off silently. Xiaoyu got up early and deliberately dressed up, students can only wear student uniforms in school, and they are not allowed to wear casual clothes, she can't take care of so much today, she wants to be different, so that Liang Guocheng can recognize her at a glance in the crowd. She rubbed powder, painted her eyebrows, put on lipstick, and wore a hairpin with a butterfly festival; Wear a light red skirt, a beige tweed coat, and black leather shoes with half-heels. It wasn't until her classmates in the same room urged her that she rushed downstairs, and they trotted all the way to the door of the school conference room, where they saw that so many teachers and students had gathered. The door of the conference room was closed, and she knew that the classmates who had joined the army had already entered the conference room, and she faintly heard someone inside talking about precautions. She regretted coming out late, and if she hadn't dressed up, she might have met before they came into the conference room. She squeezed forward desperately, afraid that he would come out and not be in a hurry to say goodbye to her.

At this time, a car horn was heard outside the school gate, the school gate opened, and an old American truck drove in. Xiaoyu heard the sound of stools in the conference room, and then a PLA officer walked out. He stood in the open space in front of the conference room and shouted loudly to assemble, and Liang Guocheng and more than 20 college students who had enlisted in the army ran out in a mess. They pushed me and shouted, laughing, chatting, fighting, the PLA officer frowned, and shouted: "Don't talk, assemble!"

These students, who grew up in wealthy families, did not understand the system of the army at all, and when they heard that they did not know what to do, they all stood there in a daze. The soldier who was acting for the soldiers, angry and funny, said: "Line up in two columns." ”

When they stood up, the cadres who were acting for the soldiers said, "Lizheng!" At ease. You are now PLA soldiers, and you can't rely on your own temperament. Obey the command of all actions! Now get in the car, turn right and walk in unison. ”

Seeing Liang Guocheng walking in a row towards the car, Xiaoyu was like crazy, jumping desperately and shaking the handkerchief in his hand, trying to attract his attention. He saw Xiaoyu, he saw Xiaoyu in the crowd, but he couldn't get out of the queue to say goodbye to her, he just shook his hand at her, walked to the car and was pulled into the car by the classmate who got on the bus first. The car started quickly, and the people in the car shook their hands backwards at the same time to say their last goodbyes. The car slowly left the school gate and sped away. Xiaoyu shook a handkerchief in one hand and chased the car desperately, until she couldn't see the car anymore and then stopped panting. Squatting on the ground and crying, she cried very sadly, and her body sobbed. She hated the soldier for being unkind and didn't let him say goodbye to her. She also hated Liang Guocheng, so she just shook her hand and got into the car. She also hated herself for coming out too late, although she had already told herself a thousand times last night, and it was always time to say goodbye.

The car got on the highway and ran faster and faster. Liang Guocheng had never been in a truck, but as soon as he got in the car, he felt that his field of vision was wider, and he could see farther, and he could see a few miles in the distance. He felt amused, standing by the manger at the front of the car, with his hands outstretched, as if to embrace nature, everything in his bosom. Counting nine cold days, sitting in a truck, there is a wind of about five levels relative to people walking. For a moment, his fingers and face hurt, and when he opened his eyes, his hands froze. He rubbed his hands together, and when he looked back, everyone was sitting curled up against the manger, and he also followed the example of others, poked his hands in his sleeves, and sat down. This old car that has gone through the war years, although it has been refurbished, but there are always problems, and when it is driven for a while, it stops, and the soldiers who drive it come down to repair it, and then drive it again, and drive it for a while. By the time they reached the station, it was already noon.

The military station is in a large courtyard house on the side of Chengbian, like the town office in the past. Two large stone lions at the door, four steps, a black gate, and two rows of iron nails on it. The blue brick auxiliary ground in the same color inside, the main house has three into five large tile rooms, and the wing rooms on both sides enter three rooms. The substitute soldier brought them into the courtyard, and there were already many people shouting inside, most of the recruits in civilian clothes, a few in military uniforms, and he knew that those who wore military uniforms were the leaders of the substitute soldiers.

The substitute soldier introduced them into the courtyard, and he was busy greeting the other substitute soldiers, and then he knew that he was a platoon commander, surnamed Wang, and how big an official the platoon commander was, Liang Guocheng didn't know. More than 20 of them, standing in the middle of the courtyard, attracted the abnormal eyes of the whole courtyard, which made them very embarrassed. Neither advance nor retreat, it may be the difference between student soldiers and peasant soldiers! And then there was a whistle, and it was the whistle to open the meal. Platoon Commander Wang turned around and came back, divided the 20 or so people into three groups, and formed a circle, because there were no tables and stools, let them squat on the spot, and each of them was given a pair of chopsticks to prepare for dinner. There were no service personnel in the military station, the substitute soldiers became waiters, and the recruits in the hospital, just a few of them, shuttled through the crowd, busy before and after, chaotic for a while, finally settled, and began to serve food and dinner again. The meal is not complicated, each circle, two basins, a pot of vegetables, and a pot of white flour steamed buns. Liang Guocheng paid attention to the vegetable basin, meat dishes, most of the basin was full of meat, only a few pieces of vegetable leaf vermicelli, and the fragrance was bursting. At this time, there was a mess in front of him, he stood up and took a look, and there were people in other circles grabbing meat to eat. A few soldiers hurried over and told them that the kitchen had prepared a lot, and that they should eat it and take it when they were finished. Liang Guocheng can understand that these children who grew up in poor families before liberation lived to be twenty years old, and it may be the first time they have seen so much meat.

After eating, Platoon Commander Wang took them to a farmer's yard and told them that the training would start tomorrow for a month, and that they would be trained to become qualified soldiers in a month.

This is a small courtyard like an ordinary poor family, the courtyard is very messy, there are some firewood and grass, and the low main house is three rooms, and there is no wing. Walking into the house, the middle room is cooking, and the people live on both sides, the walls of the house are plastered with yellow mud and straw, and the large soil kang is large, and the small windows of the square have no glass, and the paste wool paper is very dim. Platoon Commander Wang arranged for them to live and asked them to clean their rooms and yards, so that they could move freely in the afternoon, and then go to get their military uniforms.

More than twenty people changed into military uniforms at the same time, and the room was a color of green. Everyone was very excited, as if they had grown up in an instant, and they were adults. They helped each other sort out their clothes, talked about how everyone could be more handsome in military uniforms, and some were excited to run around the room, looking for a mirror to see themselves. Liang Guocheng was excited, he didn't show it on the surface, he straightened his hat, dragged his clothes, stood up and walked, and couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He thought of Xiaoyu, and he wanted to let Xiaoyu see him in a military uniform for the first time. He likes the feeling of Xiaoyu complaining about his untidy clothes, and then straightening his hat and pulling his clothes for him; He prefers to hold Xiaoyu's hand, Xiaoyu's gentle head resting on his shoulder, and the feeling of the two of them walking in the school poplar forest. He wanted to ask for leave, go out and take a picture, and mail it to Xiaoyu as soon as possible. Platoon Commander Wang was not allowed, because there was no photo studio nearby, and the photographers entered the city, there was no car, and they could not return on the same day.

Recruit training is boring, every morning I get up for a run, come back to wash my face, eat and train again, repeatedly eat three times a day and train twice, and study at night. Liang Guocheng went from being uncomfortable at the beginning to actively participating in it later. He felt that although he was tanned, his body was better, and his arms and legs were obviously muscular; It's not like I just started training, at the end of the day, my back hurts, and I feel like a different person. The only thing that hasn't changed is that he writes a letter to Xiaoyu every day. Suddenly, one day, they received an order not to train today, rest in place, pack their backpacks, pack their things, and are not allowed to ask for leave, they are not allowed to go out of the courtyard of their residence, and wait for orders from their superiors. Everyone was nervous, and although they didn't know what was going on, they had a premonition that they were about to go. When asked Platoon Commander Wang, he said that he didn't know either, and waited for orders like everyone else. Platoon Commander Wang didn't leave the yard this afternoon, as if he was staring at everyone, and the more this happened, the more nervous everyone became. In the evening, I went to the military station to eat, gathered everyone, and walked into the military station from the outside, and there was an older person, who looked like a chief, standing on the steps and conveying the order to enter the Korean war. There was a noise, they were already nervous, and the sudden command made them even more nervous, some were scared, and more were excited. Liang Guocheng felt excited, he didn't like boring training, he wanted to enter the court earlier, participate in the ranks of protecting the family and defending the country, and send the good news back to China as soon as possible, so that his relatives could rest assured, especially Xiaoyu. After he left school, he wrote a letter to Xiaoyu every night and sent it the next day. I didn't train this afternoon, I was going to write, but everyone's nervousness infected him, and I didn't know what was going to happen, so I didn't write, I wanted to write again in the evening, and I didn't have a chance tonight. He could feel Xiaoyu's frustration and disappointment that he couldn't wait for his letter and didn't know what was going on.