0149 In the new era, continue to write the spirit of Little Poplar

"Probably since 2002, the little poplar at the Tasti post has received extensive media attention, and there is an endless stream of people visiting the post for interviews and sightseeing, and the Tasti post has also become an important place for national defense education and patriotism education. In May of that year, the Xinjiang Provincial Military Region officially called the Tasti outpost to the outside world as the Little Poplar Outpost. ”

"When you approach the outpost, the first thing you see is eight eye-catching red characters - 'Defend the country and defend the border, selfless dedication'. On the tall trunk of the poplar tree, there are six big red characters of 'Little Poplar Guarding the Border', on which are engraved the names of many soldiers who have left. ”

Wang Liang: "The times are advancing, and the spirit of the little poplar has remained unchanged for eternity, and has been passed down from generation to generation. The story of the little poplar in the eighties is told, if the friends are not bored, the old man, I will tell the story of the little poplar of the new century, okay? ”

Wang Liang didn't intend to go too deep, but when he told the story of Sun Longzhen and Cheng Fusheng and the officers and soldiers of the outpost in the eighties, he remembered another person.

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Wang Liang smiled and replied, "This is not a sad story, on the contrary, it is a beautiful and cheerful love story. ”

Telling, begins.

Spring 2008.

The three-month training of the recruit company ended, the recruits left the company, and after assigning units, Zhao Xing and his new comrades-in-arms left the battalion headquarters in military trucks.

Destination: Little Poplar Post on the border line.

That year, Zhao Xing was eighteen years old.

The outpost was anchored on top of a steep hill, and it was just the beginning of spring, and the snow on the mountain had not yet melted, and the trucks could not get up with full horsepower.

Driver: "Comrades, go down and push!" ”

"1, 2, 3, come on!"

"1, 2, 3, come on!"

The newborn calves of the recruits are not afraid of tigers, and with full enthusiasm and shouting loud slogans, they push the truck with all their might.

However, no matter how hard you try, the car just can't climb.

In desperation, the soldiers had no choice but to return to the battalion headquarters.

Zhao Xing began to comprehend the meaningful words of the squad leader when he was assigning the unit: "Little Poplar Outpost, if you go, it will be difficult to come out again." ”

After two days of repairs at the battalion headquarters, Zhao Xing and the others set off again.

But the situation is still very bad.

The melting snow and ice cut a hole about ten long on the path leading to the outpost at the bottom of the mountain, and the ice and muddy water rushed violently.

It's too dangerous, and again in vain.

At this time, Zhao Xing had a better understanding of what kind of place he was going.

The recruits were all the same, singing "Little Poplar" and running to the famous Little Poplar outpost with infinite longing and reverie.

But the road to the outpost was not so easy.

After waiting at the bottom of the mountain for a whole week, the recruits were sent to the outpost.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny.

As soon as they arrived at the outpost, Zhao Xing and his comrades-in-arms suffered a blow to the head.

It turned out that the water pipes at the outpost had not yet had time to be repaired in the middle of winter, and the first thing the recruits had to do when they came up was to fetch water from the Bulgan River, ten miles away.

Wash your hands, face, and clothes with cold snow water.

The kind that can ice into the bone.

Soon, Zhao Xing's hands were frozen and swollen.

Because of the heavy snow blocking the mountain, the officers and men at the outpost could not eat fresh vegetables for a long time.

What are the effects of not eating fresh vegetables for a long time?

Canker sores hurt you to death.

Constipation, dead or alive, just can't pull it out, and it's uncomfortable to kill you. When it is severe, it will be anal. cracked, and then got hemorrhoids.

Stomach pain, stomach acidity leads to loss of appetite and poor appetite.

In the harsh environment and physical torture, Zhao Xing's initial fiery heart was instantly watered by ice water.

Living like a year, Zhao Xing remembers that he counts his fingers to live.

I just want to wait until the end of my two-year military service and leave this hellish place as soon as possible.

And just when this idea was just beginning to sprout, a revolutionary traditional education with a different kind of revolution began.

Wang Liang: "It's the story I just told about Sun Longzhen, Cheng Fusheng and his comrades-in-arms. ”

Zhao Xing and the others saw the tombstone of the martyr Sun Longzhen.

In 2007, *** came to Shihezi, Xinjiang Province for research.

In the evening, he held a discussion with veteran comrades, veteran intellectuals, and representatives of heroes and models of the Xinjiang Provincial Corps.

After listening to the report of Zhang Shan, who was the deputy head of Longzhen's class at the time, the prime minister said: "Sun Longzhen sacrificed her young life to safeguard the dignity of the country and the integrity of sovereignty. As the deputy squad leader of the heroic squad and the third generation of military reclamation people, it is very honorable for you to take over the baton of your predecessors in the reclamation and garrisoning of the frontiers, and I hope that you and the soldiers of your squad will continue to carry forward the spirit of the Corps, base themselves on their own duties, and achieve results. ”

The predecessor of Sun Longzhen's militia class was the second militia class of the first group of herdsmen, and it was the only female militia class in the country that guarded the border on the front line and implemented quasi-military management.

Yes, all female soldiers.

Zhao Xing was deeply moved, or rather shocked, by these stories he had never heard.

When I saw those female militiamen, when I worked with them to reinforce the barbed wire fence and inspect the border situation.

Sun Longzhen's militia squad is responsible for patrolling the entire 127-kilometer border. The environment is complex, and long-distance patrols require climbing several large mountains.

In summer, the roads are covered with camel thorns and saxon grass, which are extremely painful and itchy when they get on your clothes and pierce your skin.

In winter, you have to slip and struggle in knee-deep snow, and you often fall blue and purple on your body, and often fall into snow pits and encounter snowstorms.

In the face of difficulties, the female militiamen have never flinched, and they have to cooperate with the border guards to conduct long-distance patrols once a month, and go to the border guards for winter joint defense training once a year.

Since then, Zhao Xing has no distractions, and he is getting closer and closer to the little poplar.

"I am the forty-eighth generation of the spirit of Little Poplar! The connotation of the spirit of Little Poplar is to be loyal to the motherland, rooted in the frontier, brave and tenacious, and sworn to die; Willing to be lonely, selfless dedication, perseverance, vigorous progress, keep in mind the entrustment, and make contributions to the border defense. The instructor led the recruits to take a solemn oath under that poplar tree.

After completing the oath, Zhao Xing felt that this power was surging up and down his body, endless power.

Two years are fleeting, and it's time to choose.

Zhao Xing did not hesitate or hesitate, and chose to become a non-commissioned officer and continue to serve.

Because he has fallen deeply in love with the little poplar outpost, and loves this land deeply.