224. Fiery *Spicy* Spicy Flying Kiss

I saw the village chief pulling the rope hard, and the crisp bell suddenly spread, shaking the ear drums, and the village chief shouted while pulling: "Villagers, pay attention, urgent notice, please go home immediately, pick out the excess water at home and send it to the People's Liberation Army, urgent notice, please pick out the excess at home." ”

Hearing the shouts of the village chief, the villagers who were standing on the road just now to watch the excitement dispersed with a "hula" sound, and ran to their homes one after another.

"Boys, hurry down and fetch water!" An old man with a white beard shouted.

"Let us fetch water." Hearing the shouts, the fighters jumped out of the car one after another, what could be more exciting? Now even the water bottle on his back is going to be filled, the water is still being sent over in a steady stream, the villagers are busy coming and going, it is really the whole village of men, women and children are in battle, the young and strong young people are responsible for carrying water, the old people are responsible for greeting everyone, and the beautiful little daughters-in-law are responsible for filling the soldiers' kettles, and what is even more touching is that a toddler child is holding a big water scoop in his hand, and he says in a milky voice: "Uncle, water, water." ”

It seems that the power of the masses is enormous, and all the companies were quickly replenished with sufficient drinking water, and they are still carrying water on the road. "Thank you, it's time for us to go." The officers and soldiers sitting in the car waved goodbye to the villagers gratefully, the villagers all stood on the side of the road and kept waving, a little reluctant, the military vehicle has been driving slowly, until these enthusiastic villagers are out of sight, the convoy began to speed up, when leaving the small village, the officers and soldiers were shocked by a kind of emotion, that is a kind of selfless dedication, a kind of heavy love, is the real military and civilian fish and water situation.

As the convoy continued to drive west, the trees on both sides of the road became more and more scarce, shorter and smaller, and the tree species became more and more homogeneous, but the view gradually became more and more open. Finally, the roadside can only see the sparse and sparse leaves of the small poplars, remember from the army when the leaves of the poplar trees in the camp are still green, the climate here is relatively harsh, many trees are not suitable for growing here, and only the small poplars can take root in this land, you see that the small poplars, whether it is a row, or several, no, even if there is only one independent small poplar, it must be indomitable, towering into the sky. No matter how harsh the environment is, it must grow hard and never be pessimistic and disappointed.

"A small poplar, growing next to the outpost, has deep roots, is dry and strong, watching the northern Xinjiang ......" I don't know who started, and the familiar song of "Little Poplar" fluttered from the military carriages. Yes, aren't these little poplars just the soldiers of the Republic and the Republic of China who are defending the border one by one? They defend the safety of the motherland and the happiness and tranquility of the people in an extremely harsh environment.

The road is getting narrower and narrower, but the road surface is very flat, except for military vehicles, other vehicles on the road are very scarce, the convoy is unimpeded in the process, and there are few trees to be seen. Both sides of the road are planted with endless golden dog's tail millet, and when the breeze blows, the "dog's tail" will "roar" and shake, as if welcoming the arrival of the People's Liberation Army. With the lesson of the last time, whenever a village is passed, as long as there is a water source, the convoy always stops to prepare enough water.

Passing through a small town on the way, the streets are wide, the buildings on both sides are not high, the highest is only four or five stories, and banners are hung above the road: Warmly welcome the People's Liberation Army. The convoy immediately slowed down as both sides of the road were filled with welcoming crowds. They were all dressed in colorful clothes, and the pretty girls danced the garlands in their hands in unison, and the boys beat the drums vigorously. After inquiring about it, I learned that this was a condolence team organized by the local autonomous county government to express condolences to the vast number of PLA officers and soldiers on the expedition. The current street is the administrative avenue of the county government, but looking at the buildings on both sides, it is hard to believe that this is a county seat, and the urban development in the west and the coastal city are really incomparable, and a county town is estimated to be less than a town in a coastal city.

But the mellow western people are really enthusiastic about the PLA, the honest fellows are chasing the military vehicles with big watermelons, and when they get closer, they send the watermelons into the carriages, and some hold hot buns and stuff them into the hands of the officers and soldiers, and there are beautiful girls who make people's hearts ripple and kiss the officers and soldiers......

Look at those young girls, all dressed in Mongolian clothes, beautiful and generous, boldly showing their youth and vitality to the officers and soldiers, and melting the love in their hearts into the fiery * hot * spicy kiss.

Where have the officers and soldiers enjoyed this kind of treatment in the barracks in normal times? The young warriors suddenly became excited, and the fatigue of the journey disappeared without a trace, and one by one they huddled in the back of the carriage, excitedly kissing the girls back. Some creative warriors quickly took out paper and pens, quickly wrote down their mailing addresses, crumpled them up, and threw them at the pretty girls, and even worse, some even whistled.

The beautiful girls did not feel that being a soldier was frivolous at all, but were more enthusiastic, and they were flattering, and they were kissing, and they wanted to pull the soldiers down.

Not long after, an order came from above: pay attention to the image of soldiers, all sit upright and sing military songs, and no frivolous behavior is allowed. Hearing the order, the officers and men immediately returned to their positions, and soon the sound of singing came from the carriage, and although the soldiers sang songs in their mouths, their eyes were slanted to the back of the carriage, hoping to find an opportunity to return another flying kiss.

After passing through the small county town, the field of vision becomes more broad, the crops on both sides of the road are slowly replaced by the endless grassland, the blue sky is floating with white clouds, what a clean sky this is, the blue can not be more blue, the white can not be white, the grass is like a huge green carpet, dotted with white flowers, that is the herdsman's flock, the young man spurs the horse to gallop on the grassland, so that people have to think of a popular song "horses gallop in the vast grassland ......"

Most of the officers and soldiers saw the grassland for the first time, and they all cheered excitedly, and the great poet Li Gui began to sigh: "Ah, the beautiful prairie, we are here." ”

"Ah, Prairie, I love you!" Someone began to shout like a great poet.

Suddenly, Zhang Ershun pointed to the sky and said, "Look, what is that?" ”

Everyone looked in the direction of Zhang Ershun's finger, it turned out that there was an eagle soaring in the air, its wings were motionless, but it could be suspended in the air for a long time, just like a kite. Sun Jiashu touched the scene and couldn't help but recite the poem written by Green Leaves.

"You Are an Eagle"

You're an eagle / A fledgling eagle /

Since you have released your ideals/You must train your wings/

You're an eagle / An eagle that moves forward /

Since you have chosen the blue sky / you can't refuse the rain and wind /

Fight a good boy's ambition is higher than the sky/rooted in the barracks/

Fighting in the sky / It's the instinct of an eagle /

Thunderstorm and lightning practice skills / Defend the country and new skills /

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