In class thirteen, a camouflage jeep roared from afar, and the two recruits in charge of the sentry rushed into the dormitory.

"Squad leader, squad leader, someone is here!"

"Who?"

"I don't know, I'm driving here."

As soon as they heard that they were coming by car, the three veterans were stunned for a moment, and then neatly put away the playing cards and put them into Lao Yue's quilt.

There was a sound of brakes outside, and the three of them sorted out their clothes and walked out of the dormitory in line.

"Deputy Company Commander, Deputy Company Commander, good news!"

The person who came was the company's communicator, and Lao Yue suddenly put away his serious expression again and became a hanger.

"Squad Leader Zhang, what's the good news?" The little ghost asked curiously.

"Where's Zhang Junbao from your class? Isn't anyone else there? ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, rolled their eyes, and knew that this good news was related to Zhang Junbao, so they immediately focused their attention.

"Junbao entered the grassland early in the morning, what is the good news, you just say."

"Junbao Tigan's order has come down!"

The correspondent took out a brown paper envelope from his pocket, on which were clearly written "Shijiazhuang Mechanized Infantry Command College" in bright red letters.

"See, the admission letters have been sent to the company."

"Let's see!"

The brain door snatched the admission letter, and then took it out, and the bright red letter was branded with a golden military insignia, which looked festive.

The mouths of the people in Class 13 all laughed to the roots of their ears, and for a while, the small courtyard was full of giggles, and no one spoke.

"The letter of introduction from the group army has been opened, and I heard that it was sent by the Political Department in person."

"Our company hasn't had anyone directly promoted for several years."

The correspondent was also sighing over and over again, and his mouth was "tsk" from time to time, which was particularly funny.

"I'll inform Junbao and ask him to come back quickly, it's all fucking done, and he's still running around."

"Yes, yes, prepare early, maybe by the time we leave the army, he will already have put on his officer uniform."

Lao Yue turned around and went back to the house to find his mobile phone, and began to call Grad.

At this time, the correspondent suddenly said: "By the way, deputy company commander, there is also a notice from you." ”

"What's going on?"

"Deputy company commander, your application for job transfer has been approved by your superiors!"

Lao Yue was stunned at first, and then laughed again, no one thought that Junbao's notice of promotion and Lao Yue's approval for changing jobs would come on the same day.

"Hey, Grad? I'm Lao Yue. ”

"Hello deputy company commander!"

"Don't fucking the deputy company commander, it's not anymore, I'll ask you, is Junbao there with you?"

"Junbao?" Geler on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then heard him say: "Junbao has come, but he is gone, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Are you back? That's good, it's nothing, it's just that Junbao Tigan's order has come down, and he is going to school. ”

"Hahaha, huh? After that, when I see Junbao, I will also call the chief. ”

In the face of Grad's ridicule, Lao Yue and the people of Class 13 also laughed.

Junbao is coming back, and when he comes back and sees the admission letter, he may be so happy.

Just when Lao Yue and the others were on the phone with Gele, Zhang Junbao and Jixiang were wandering on the grassland.

He was reluctant to ride auspicious and happy, after all, he was still a little guy.

Walking aimlessly on the vast grassland, he was still thinking about waiting for the evening to go back and prepare a few dishes and have a few drinks with Lao Yue and the others.

The pairing of cucumber with red wine is different, but the sweet and sour taste is still good.

Just as Zhang Junbao was smirking, a crisp sound of firecrackers came from afar!

"It's not a festival, it's not a New Year's holiday, what kind of firecrackers!"

"Bang Bang!"

"Da Da Da!"

"Hold the grass, no, this is the sound of gunfire!"

Zhang Junbao doesn't have many opportunities to touch the gun, although he is also called a veteran, but compared with those veterans who play with guns all year round, his response to gunfire is still much slower.

In this daylight shooting, I haven't heard of any unit firing live ammunition?

Under curiosity, Zhang Junbao turned over and stepped on the horse's back, and pinched Jixiang's stomach fiercely, "Jixiang, charge!" ”

"Boom, boom!"

Ji Xiang raised his horse's head and barked excitedly twice, spread his hooves and ran on the grassland.

As the distance got closer and the gunshots became clearer and clearer, Zhang Junbao felt more and more wrong.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

Three consecutive short bursts, this is the rhythm of a light machine gun!

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded suddenly, and the dust could be seen from afar, and Zhang Junbao knew that he was going to spoil the dish as soon as he saw the situation!

This is definitely not a live fire, let alone a drill, this is a battle!

Zhang Junbao rode on a horse, his vision was relatively broad, and he slowly approached this sudden battlefield, and he saw the two sides of the war clearly.

Behind a mound in the south, a dozen or so special forces wearing special operations camouflage, holding modified versions of 95 in their hands, were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the enemy in the north.

There are many enemies hidden in a depression to the north, and the guns of the AK47s are crisp and powerful, and they can be heard far away in the open grassland.

"Suddenly" a few pop-up points suddenly appeared at Jixiang's feet, so frightened that Zhang Junbao quickly jumped off the horse, and then patted Jixiang's neck and shouted: "Run, Run!" ”

With that, he ran towards the group of special forces behind the mound.

The camouflage uniform on his body was too glaring, so the enemies in the north could use him as a moving target.

"Da Da Da!"

The bullets were still whistling around him, and the speed under his feet became faster and faster!

Can't run in a straight line!

There can be no regularity!

Zigzag routes, random steps, Zhang Junbao's head is quickly echoing the experience given to him by the veterans.

This is not a drill!

This is not a drill!

He reminded himself over and over again that this is a real battle, this is a battlefield, and if you are not careful, you will die!

The AK47's penetrating power and lethality, whether it hits the vital point or not, are extremely dangerous.

Along the way, he used various postures to roll and climb several times, and he finally rolled to the side of the special forces.

"Your own people, don't shoot!"

"Which unit?"

"From the 385th regiment, passing through here."

"Will you shoot?"

"Yes!"

A rifle and a pistol were thrown in front of him, Zhang Junbao pinned the pistol to his waist, picked up the rifle and carefully showed his head, and joined the battlefield.

Neither side knows each other's names, only because they are wearing the uniforms of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

This is Zhang Junbao's first actual battle!

Yes, the first time to participate in the battle against the enemy!

This is the battlefield!

Sudden battlefield!

"Da Da Da!"

"Bang Bang!"

The gunfire was intertwined, and the special forces around them began to suffer casualties, hastily bandaged their wounds, and struggled to get up and fight the enemy.

At this moment, Zhang Junbao really understood why he wanted to be a soldier? What exactly is a soldier for?

What does it look like to be a soldier?

To be a soldier is to be indomitable, not to admit defeat, and not to regret!

The moment you put on the military uniform, it is the mobile Great Wall of the motherland, and it is really not an empty word to protect the family and defend the country.

Bullets "whizzed" on the mound, some bullets penetrated the dirt, hit people, red blood spurted out, and then the special forces fell to the ground.

What kind of look is that?

Full of unwillingness and regret!

I hate that I can't kill the enemy and die first, and I hate that I can't take a look at the motherland and relatives behind me!

Special forces are also people!