The comprehensive tactical training ground of the military region is located in a place called Jiaolongwei in the northern part of the peninsula. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

You can think about it, what does a dragon's tail look like?

True to its name, this place is like a dragon's tail that goes deep into the sea.

The tactical complex training ground, located right on the tail of the dragon. To the west, north, and east is the sea, and to the south is the land.

Yang Wenbin got off the bus.

The road runs from east to west through the northern part of Ben Thanh, and you can see the mountains in the distance, behind the villages on both sides of the road.

Yang Wenbin took out his mobile phone and called the chief of the training section.

The chief of the training section answered his phone call, and after knowing that he had gotten off the bus, he asked him to wait where he was and sent a military bus to pick him up.

Yang Wenbin, who waited by the platform for more than half an hour, came to a 212 jeep painted with jungle camouflage

The jeep drove up to him at a gallop and stopped with a "creak".

Yang Wenbin stepped forward to meet him, and when he looked at the driving position, there was a driver in military uniform, but he didn't know him.

The driver took the initiative to talk to him: "Is it Yang Wenbin?" The section chief asked me to pick you up. ”

Yang Wenbin said: "Yes! I am Yang Wenbin. ”

"Alright, let's get in the car and bring the luggage up." , Yang Wenbin, opened the compartment door, put the luggage in the back compartment of the jeep, then opened the right door of the car, and got into the co-pilot's position.

The jeep, on the road, turned around and drilled north into the village.

Along the asphalt road at the edge of the village, I walked about two or three hundred meters, and in front of me, suddenly opened up, and a beach appeared in front of me.

The beach is divided into small square lattices. Each small lattice is about 200 meters square, and some fishermen, in the small lattice, hold a big rake, drive a tractor, and pull white flowers and shiny stone-like things from the middle to the side.

Yang Wenbin understood that this was the legendary salt pond.

Sea salt, it turned out to be this way, it grew so big, it was the first time he saw it.

The jeep did not stop at all, but galloped forward along the stalk about three or four meters wide in the middle of the salt pond.

Probably walked, about, two or three kilometers of road, to the foot of the mountain.

The mountain in the distance is actually not very high, about, that is, three or four hundred meters high.

However, it is particularly high because it is surrounded by the sea on three sides.

The jeep climbed up the hill along the foot of the mountain, walked about a hundred meters, turned the col, and suddenly opened up in front of him.

On the hillside in front, neatly arranged, rows of grass-green tents.

This should be the barracks for the exercise.

The driver, parked the car in front of a tent and told him that "it has arrived", Yang Wenbin opened the door, got out of the car, and removed his luggage.

The soldier walked ahead and led him to the chief's tent.

At this time, the people in the tent, hearing the roar of the motor outside, also walked out.

The section chief was a tall and chubby, lieutenant colonel officer about 1.80 meters tall.

The soldier shouted at the tall officer, "Section chief, I've brought you back." ”

Yang Wenbin, when he heard that he was the section chief, hurriedly stood upright, saluted him and said, "Section chief, I am here to report to you." ”

The section chief returned the salute, then stretched out his hand to him and said enthusiastically: "It's hard work on the road!" Come, come in, take your luggage. ”

This is, it's a green row of tents, and inside, near the window, there are rows of rucksacks.

Near the innermost, there was an empty place to put luggage, and the section chief told Yang Wenbin: "You just sleep here." ”

Yang Wenbin put the rucksack there, and took it with the other rucksacks.

Then, the section chief said to Yang Wenbin: "We are holding a joint tactical exercise of the army, navy, and air force this time, and at present, the army is the mainstay, and the air force, navy, and army aviation have united to form a joint training command to conduct guidance and dispatch. From tomorrow onwards, you will join the pilot group. This is the exercise manual, you take a look at it and slowly get acquainted with the situation.

You don't have to work today, clean up, get familiar with the terrain, and from tomorrow, officially enter the state of exercise. ”

Yang Wenbin happily agreed.

In fact, there should be no work today, it is already five o'clock in the afternoon, according to the schedule of work and rest, it will be time to have dinner in a while.

Yang Wenbin walked into the tent and sorted out his personal belongings, which should be in the backpack, and in the basin, and the shape of the backpack was consistent with the shape of the staff officers next to him.

It's five o'clock. The soldiers of the cooking squad made a meal and came to call them to eat.

At this time, a cadre on duty in the courtyard shouted: "Clean up and prepare for dinner." ”

After hearing the shouts, the cadres of the organs in the tent took their chopsticks and bowls and walked out of the tent one after another and came to the field canteen set up in the field tent.

The field dining hall is about 20 meters long, 10 meters wide, and 10 meters high, and it is spacious inside.

In the dining room, there are two rows of small square tables, and around the square tables, Maza stools have been arranged.

On each table, there are several plates of ready-to-eat dishes.

Naturally, everyone sat down at their own table according to the pre-arranged table, cooked their own food, and ate there.

Yang Wenbin followed the new section chief and entered the field canteen.

Then, the head of the training section told Yang Wenbin where to sit.

After the meal, it was time for dinner.

Finished eating. The assistants of the staff officers are busy with the work at hand when they have a job, and when they don't have a job, they get together in twos and threes, play poker, and watch television.

After Yang Wenbin finished eating, he walked out of the camp to familiarize himself with the outside environment.

He walked up to the east of the camp, not far from a small hill.

Standing on the hill and looking south, there is an endless salt pond. To the west, there are continuous camps and orchards in the distance. To the north, after the pass between two or three, there is still a sparkling ocean. To the east, there is an open field, about four or five kilometers long dirt road, which at first glance has been pressed out by armored vehicles, tanks, and other tracked vehicles. From the camp to the east, there are four roads. With a distance of thirty or forty meters, it is a good road suitable for the charge of tank armored vehicles.

At the end of the road, there is a high ground, and there should be an easy place to defend and difficult to attack.

In the distance of the highlands, there are still higher peaks. In the distance, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the terrain farther away is not visible.

After going down the mountain, Yang Wenbin went north out of the pass and came to the seaside.

At this time, the tide was probably high, the sea was washing, and the rocks on the shore were rolling up huge waves, flapping one after another.

At the junction of the sea and the sky, wave after wave, the long-line waves advance to the shore one after another.

The sea is a turquoise blue sea, and it seems that there are still a few fishing boats, there, rowing.

The sun is about to set, and the sunset, reflected on the sparkling sea, is pink.

Yang Wenbin, remembering the popular song "Returning from Target Shooting", couldn't help but hum:

"The sunset of the West Mountain is red,

The soldier shoots the target and returns the battalion, and returns the battalion,

The red flowers on the chest reflect the colorful glow,

Pleasant singing is flying all over the sky,

mi so la mi so，

la so mi do re，

Pleasant singing was flying all over the sky

……”

It is said that this song was improvised by a military composer who improvised when he saw the sunset and the soldiers returning from target shooting when he experienced life here.

Now, Yang Wenbin is immersed in the scene and finally understands the artistic conception contained in this song.