The Spring Festival has always been a different festival for the Chinese people, it may be a custom flowing in the blood, during the Spring Festival, no matter how far away, people who work outside would rather take a few hours of train, rush back to their hometown, and reunite with their relatives, even now, such a habit can still be on the bones of the Chinese people.

But unlike people who are engaged in other jobs, as soldiers, even at a time like the Spring Festival, they still have to be stationed at their posts to protect the safety of the motherland.

At that time, even soldiers were flesh and blood and feelings, and during the Spring Festival, they would miss their distant relatives, and they would also look forward to sitting around a big table with their relatives, laughing and talking about their own experiences this year.

Wang Sanpang looked at the full number of soldiers sitting there, and a smile appeared on his face.

The soldiers knew that the leaders of the Chinese New Year's Eve Regiment would spend time with them, so many soldiers came to the canteen early and spontaneously helped to arrange the canteen, and the red lantern at the door of the canteen made the serious barracks appear a trace of warmth.

Even during the Spring Festival, some soldiers still have to be stationed at their posts, and only after the soldiers who have changed shifts have arrived can they rush back to the canteen for a hot meal.

For this Spring Festival, many fighters in the regiment organized some programs by themselves, and when it was time for dinner, everyone could eat while watching these programs.

But before eating, Wang Sanpang was coaxed by Zhao Guonan and asked Wang Sanpang to say a few words, and the scene was hot.

Wang Sanpang really couldn't shirk it, so he had to go to the front, ready to talk to the soldiers about his heart.

Wang Sanpang glanced at all the soldiers present on the side with his eyes, and he didn't know why Wang Sanpang suddenly felt that these soldiers were really familiar with him, although some people couldn't name them, but at a certain moment, Wang Sanpang must have seen this soldier.

It may be at the post at the gate of the regiment headquarters, it may be during the emergency rescue and disaster relief, or it may be an accidental glimpse of eating in the canteen.

These people formed a regiment, and it was precisely because of these soldiers that a regiment could be called a regiment, become the main regiment of the first brigade, and become the main regiment known to the military region now.

A lump is never a man's lump, but a man's one, a man's one.

The regiment has been able to get to this point, not only by Wang Sanpang, not only by Zhao Guonan, not only by Li Tangming, but also by the sincere cooperation of all soldiers, and by the sweat and tears of all soldiers on the training ground.

It is these soldiers who have built the defense line of the motherland, and it is their sacrifice that allows others to live in a harmonious and peaceful society and live in peace.

If it were not for the sacrifice of these soldiers, perhaps China would have lived on the verge of life and death like the people of some countries, and perhaps one night a bomb exploded nearby, and they would have died.

The reason why Huaxia was able to get rid of the tragic fate of modern times is precisely because of the blood and hard work of countless soldiers.

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Wang Sanpang said in a deep voice to the soldiers present.

"Everyone knows that my age should be not much different from you, although I want many of you to be older, but this age gap should not be called a generation gap, right?"

Wang Sanpang's first sentence made the soldiers laugh, and indeed the age of Wang Sanpang, the regiment commander, has always been a topic of conversation among the soldiers of the regiment.

Wang Sanpang is not much older than them, and the soldiers of the first regiment are also very envious of their regiment commander, who can become a lieutenant colonel and the commander of a regiment at such a young age.

But envy is envy, no one thinks that Wang Sanpang is not worthy of being the head of the regiment, in a group for so long, Wang Sanpang has used his strength to tell everyone that he is well-deserved as the head of the regiment.

"Very good, after seeing you, I remembered the situation when I first entered the army, at that time I should be like you, and I never thought that I could become an officer and be a regiment commander."

Wang Sanpang didn't plan to talk to the soldiers during the Spring Festival, he wanted to take advantage of this time to talk to the soldiers about his experience and how he, a veteran, spent so many years in the army.

"When I first joined the army, I was in the cooking class of the LTTE reconnaissance company, so my cooking skills were still good."

As soon as Wang Sanfat finished speaking, the soldiers laughed again, they really didn't know that their Grand Master was actually in the cooking class of the army when he first entered the army.

After hearing Wang Sanfat's words, some of the soldiers of the cooking platoon said something to the people around them.

Wang Sanpang didn't stop it, at this time today, there were no regiment commanders and soldiers present, only veterans and veterans, veterans and recruits.

"At that time, I remember that after Geng Guohui, the secretary of our reconnaissance company, knew that I had entered the army in college, he said to me, 'Sanfat, you should be admitted to the military academy, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to get in. At that time, it was the first time I had such an idea, that is, to take the military academy in the army, Secretary Geng was very good to me, found me a lot of review materials, and my squad leader at the time, Song Ga, was also very supportive of me, and often arranged easy tasks for me, so that I had time to be able to read. It's a pity that after I left the reconnaissance company, when I met again, both Secretary Geng and Squad Leader Song Ga had already left the unit, and it was my biggest regret that I couldn't see each other again. ”

Wang Sanpang's words silenced the soldiers.

Iron battalion and flowing soldiers, this sentence is very suitable for any army, after many people leave, they may never have the opportunity to see each other again in their lives.

Many soldiers in the regiment are also nostalgic for their former squad leaders, who may have returned to their hometowns, may have become a worker, running around for their families in factories, may have started small businesses, and bargained with customers all day long.

Who would know that when they were in the army, they might be the king of soldiers, they might be the teachers of many recruits, and they might have made meritorious contributions and been wounded.

It may be that he feels that the atmosphere at the scene is a little heavy, Wang Sanpang continued.

"During the military exercise, because of my excellent performance and the opportunity to be escorted to the military academy, I left the reconnaissance company and entered the NJ Army Command College to study, and I met many people and learned a lot there."

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