The front was all good, but when he heard Gu Qiang say that he didn't let them work, Kang Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Squadron leader, they are here to experience life, not to watch life, I can understand that they are not allowed to participate in the rescue, can't they help us send a brochure?" Kang Ming disagreed with this matter very much.

Gu Qiang pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand: "You look at it." Finally, he threw down a sentence to Kang Ming, turned around and walked out.

I'm looking at it, right? Squadron Leader, your order is really vague enough, if something happens, I will have to bear the blame, which shows that being an officer is really a science.

What about others, Kang Ming doesn't know, but he himself still knows very well, since it is an experience of life, it must be the same as us, otherwise how can it be an experience?

Returned to the study room and conveyed Gu Qiang's order downward.

Everyone didn't know until this moment today that there were four international students, and they were all a little confused when they heard the news.

"Squad leader, our training?" Zhou Haoyu stood up and said to Kang Ming.

"Let's postpone our training for a few days, it's just time for the spring fire promotion, we're continuing to train after a few busy days, I think there won't be any problems with our strength to play for a few days, right?"

"Yes!"

Kang Ming's words made everyone's distress disappear immediately, and miraculously had some motivation.

Gu Qiang returned to the office and saw the political commissar who was preparing propaganda materials, and after entering, he let out a long sigh.

"Hey.!" With a sigh, he sat down on the chair with a glass of water.

The political commissar looked up at Gu Qiang: "What's the situation?" It's like this after a trip? ”

"Kang Ming, this kid is too straight." Gu Qiang muttered in his mouth.

The political commissar was confused, put down the pen in his hand and sat up straight: "What's the matter?" He asked.

"You say, I'll ........ This kid was like I was questioning. Gu Qiang repeated the conversation he had with Kang Ming to the political commissar just now, and pretended to be Kang Ming's answer.

The commissar couldn't help but laugh after reading it.

"Squadron leader, what Kang Ming said is right, experience behind you, how do you know the life of a firefighter if you don't experience it, it doesn't work to just look at it." I thought that the political commissar comforted himself with two words, at least one sentence, don't be angry, don't worry about him, but the political commissar not only didn't say a word, but also stood on Kang Ming's front with a smile.

This made Gu Qiang very unhappy, very unhappy, sitting on the chair and squinting at the political commissar.

Kang Ming's temper is exactly the same as Kang Yuhang's, he won't turn around when he speaks, and he won't say something flattering to you just because you are a superior, right or wrong is wrong, jokes can be made, but Kang Ming is still quite positive in dealing with problems.

Kang Ming sometimes goes to the roof of the fire squadron at night, sits there and watches the white light of the moon in the sky, shining his shadow on the roof, stretching it for a long time, sometimes he thinks that his father is gone, he really left, and no one will tell him how to do this thing and how to do that thing in the future, and no one will discuss the current fire protection problem with him.

Whenever this time Kang Ming will always stop crying, his father has been gone for a long time, but in his mind he has never wanted to face this matter, whenever he opens the yellowed notebook and sees the familiar handwriting, he always feels that his father is by his side, and he has not grown up yet.

Imagine the way my father walked at the foot of the slope, imagined the way my father was stabbed for himself, and imagined my father pulling his finger and pointing to every street to tell me what it was like here.......

Thinking about it, tears flowed out at one time, and time will always drag people from dreams to reality mercilessly.

He looked down at the military uniform on his body, looked at the badge with the word fire on his chest, smiled and continued to move forward.

Night fell Kang Ming, they only heard the alarm bell that day, for them it seemed that the days had suddenly changed for the better, and they were more or less unaccustomed to it.

After eating dinner and returning to the dormitory, Kang Ming opened the drawer and saw the yellowed diary, the diary that was scattered by Wang Junfeng, and the diary with a few footprints, Kang Ming took it out of the drawer.

After opening it, I read it again from beginning to end, this diary that has been read countless times is about to be turned over by Kang Ming, if it weren't for the fact that I am careful every time, I estimate that it would have long ceased to exist by now.

Wang Junfeng, who came back from the bath, quietly came behind Kang Ming, and when he saw Kang Ming reading this diary, he left quietly, whenever Wang Junfeng didn't joke at this time, let alone disturb Kang Ming's conversation with his father.

Turning to the last page of the diary, the story was not finished, it was about what happened after his father went to the company, and Kang Ming suddenly took out a pen.

Lying on the table, he opened the cap of his pen and carefully wrote a paragraph in the diary:

Father, I miss you so much, I don't know if you can hear me, and I don't know if you're doing well in another world? It is my pride to have a father like you in this life, you introduced me to firefighting, learned about firefighting, made me fall in love with firefighting, everything was taught by you, you used to scold me, yell at me, and even beat me, how cruel you seemed to me at the time.

How hateful it is for a person who can hit his own child, and now that you have left me for a long, long time, how I wish you could beat me once, let me experience fatherly love, how I hope you can scold me once, let me experience your loud voice......

It's a pity that everything won't be repeated.,Nothing can't go backwards.,I've wanted to help you write the ending of this story since I read the first time I read the diary.,But I've never dared to write.,I'm afraid that my words.,My handwriting will ruin this book.,Now I've thought about it.,I've figured out how to write it.,Let me write the ending for you.。

Everything has returned to calm, not in the alarm bell, not in the wailing of pain, not in the hustle and bustle, everything is so peaceful, facing the sunrise of Mount Tai, looking at the towering peaks, quietly closed his eyes, I don't know how many people have been saved in this life, and I don't know how many people have been remembered, but even if everyone forgets your name, forget your appearance, but will never forget your former honor - Chinese fire!

On April 2, 2002, at 9:32 p.m., Kang Ming wrote in the first combat squad of the Eighth Fire Squadron!

Kang Ming finished writing these one by one, then closed the cap, then closed the diary, took out the wrapping paper full of roses from the drawer, and carefully wrapped the diary inside.

Sting! Finally, use a little bit of tape to glue the joints.

Finally, put the book back in the drawer.,From today onwards, Kang Ming won't open this book.,Unless it's a special time, Kang Ming won't open it.。