On April 7, 1996, time passed so fast, in a blink of an eye, it was the fifth day that Chen Qiang came to the Eighth Tank Company. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Listening to the sound of the military horn, doing it at sunrise and resting at sunset, he participated in various production work in the platoon, lived a very regular military life, and mingled with the veterans in the platoon.

His comrades-in-arms taught him how to do farm work, how to tidy up the fields, and how to sow seeds and grow...... This allowed Chen Qiang to learn something that he had not learned at home before, and he was really grateful to everyone for their selfless help to him. Huang Qiang, the squad leader, taught him how to use a shovel to pat the soil around the field with a shovel to form a straight line, so that a rectangular field looks very ornamental.

From a distance, it is as if the soldiers are standing in a uniform formation, which is very spectacular and makes people feel bright. Because their vegetable fields are not only good at growing vegetables, but also very observant, they often come to experience life and experience the fun of doing farm work in real life in the army.

So in the autumn, the vegetables in this vegetable field can only be an ornamental product, wait until no one visits, everyone can eat, of course, this dish is already very old, eat in the mouth is not a little fresh, and then in the strong reaction of some veterans, this time the visit was canceled, and the soldiers can eat their own vegetables with peace of mind.

At 12 o'clock at noon on this day, the opening of the meal resounded in the valley on time, and the barracks of the 5th Tank Battalion were busy again, and the soldiers were quickly and neatly assembled as before, singing loudly and loudly in front of the canteen, and entering the canteen to eat delicious meals.

At this time, the radio in the canteen also sounded on time, first broadcast a few minutes of light music, and then came the soft mezzo-soprano of the female announcer who was haunted by the dreams of the officers and soldiers of the 78th Tank Regiment: "The following is a recitation of the manuscript "Movement of Life" by Chen Qiang, a soldier of the Eighth Company of the Fifth Tank Battalion:

The life of a tank soldier is a strong glass of wine, which requires courage to bear! Pay! It's a glass of boiled water, and you need to talk about it evenly! Dedication! The agile three-step boarding is the embodiment of speed and strength; The rapid annihilation of targets is the practice of training and technology; That flexible tactical use is a combination of wisdom and actual combat! Like a string of beautiful notes, from under the rumbling tank tracks, slipping, slipping, slipping、......"

Since this prose poem is written very shortly, I will recite it again for you ......, and just like that, the female announcer recited it three times in a row! Then another piece of soft music was played, and finally the broadcast finally ended.

The canteen suddenly became silent, everyone was talking to each other in a whisper just now, but now they suddenly heard the manuscript from Chen Qiang of the Eighth Tank Company, and all the soldiers were shocked, it seems that this own company is really "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger"! Everyone clapped their hands excitedly, and the cafeteria suddenly burst into warm applause, and the company commander Si Decheng and instructor Du Bing were even more tearful and ecstatic.

"Secretary, Secretary, go get my bottle of wine, I want to have a drink with the instructor!" Si Decheng, who has always dared to hate and love, and does things in an eclectic way, is already incoherent at this time! The two of them poured a small glass of wine, and then the soldiers in the room poured a small sip of wine for all the soldiers in the canteen. In this way, all the soldiers of the Eighth Company drank wine at noon for the first time "unprecedentedly".

At this time, everyone unconsciously focused their eyes on the table of the third row and eight classes, and when they were about to toast him with a glass of wine, they found that Chen Qiang had walked out of the cafeteria at some point.

In fact, he didn't go far from the cafeteria, but came to the creek behind the kitchen with his lunch box, and quietly listened to this best moment of his own. Because he didn't know if he would not be able to control his emotions if he continued to stay in the cafeteria, he would lose his temper in front of everyone, and tears would flow.

At this time, the secretary who had been paying attention to Chen Qiang came over with a plate of scrambled eggs, silently put it on the stone in front of him, touched his head, and went back to the room step by step......

At this time, no one came to disturb him, Chen Qiang finished eating quietly by the river, took out the cigarette on his body, and sat for more than an hour with his thoughts fluttering, then slowly adjusted his mood, washed the lunch box, came to the canteen where there was no one at this time, and put his lunch box in the cabinet.

After he calmly returned to the dormitory in the third row, he was hugged and congratulated by everyone for a while. Chen Youwei, a veteran of the second platoon, also came here, he took out his notebook, and asked Chen Qiang to write the prose poem "Movement of Life" played on the radio just now in his notebook, and sign his name. Chen Qiang couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so he had to bite the bullet and wave his pen like a fly, meeting his requirements.

Then, it was out of control, from his own platoon, from other platoons, and finally even the veterans of other companies such as the seventh and ninth tank companies also came one after another, and stacked a table of notebooks for him, and finally Liu Platoon Commander spoke, you don't have to go to the vegetable field this afternoon, write these books, after all, this is also everyone's love for you. Then, if you have time, write another song and try to play it on the radio a few more times in the next few days!

In the face of everyone's unprecedented enthusiasm for himself and the platoon commander's higher requirements for himself, Chen Qiang couldn't help but feel bursts of joy and expectation, he knew that he still needed to "strike while the iron was hot", and he still had to write a few more prose poems in order to stabilize his position in the creative army of the 78th Tank Regiment and get the affirmation and love of the majority of officers and soldiers.

With the motivation and goal of his work, he moved his hands, pulled the platoon leader's chair and sat on it, and then lay on the desk in front of the window, picked up everyone's notebooks, and wrote one after another. At this time, the class number rang again, and Ma Youde, a long row of leaders, shouted hoarsely again, "Get off the ground!" Everybody's on the ground! Platoon Commander Liu and the soldiers of the whole platoon went to the tool room again to take out their respective tools, and lined up in a neat line to work in the vegetable field.

Chen Qiang wrote for an hour before he finished all the notebooks on the table in front of him, he shook his somewhat sore wrist, got up and poured a glass of boiled water, looked up at the time in the room, and the hour hand had quietly moved towards 3:05 p.m.

After he drank water, he went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then he felt a little clearer, and slowly walked back to the dormitory, took out his notebook from under his pillow, sat on the chair and bit the pen, thinking about how to write. Suddenly, he remembered that he had written a free-style, somewhat whimsical prose poem in the recruits, and wrote it down in this notebook, and he quickly opened the notebook and turned to the poem "Thoughts in the Night":

I'm a moth by the fire! The long night, unwilling to wait, the light of dawn! The mysteries of life are forever treasured by angels. The splendor of life may only be instantaneous! In the face of choice, resolutely devote yourself, the end of the flame! Just because the wattle bird is singing for me, eternal youth!

Chen Qiang saw the blood boiling all over his body, and he looked at it several times before he decided what he thought. He immediately took out the letter paper given by the platoon commander again, shook his spirits, and re-copied it with a beautiful line of calligraphy and a pen, and then signed his name. He carefully put it in the jacket pocket of his military uniform, and he glanced up at the time on the wall, and it was only 3:20 in the afternoon, and it was still in time to send it to the political office of the regiment.

After he made up his mind, he immediately walked out of the dormitory, went to the company headquarters to find the instructor to ask for leave, borrowed a bicycle, and then received the car with Wang Wenwen, and immediately "turned over and got on the horse" in front of the company department, and galloped all the way to the mountain pass of the 5th Tank Battalion. Wang Wenwen looked at the figure of him riding away in a hurry, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "This son is not a thing in the pool"! I went back to the company office to sort out the company's daily training plan.

As soon as Chen Qiang came out of the mountain pass of the Fifth Tank Battalion, he suddenly heard a delicate shout: "Chen Qiang, wait a minute!" There was a little joy, a little bitterness, and a little helplessness in the middle of this voice...... He couldn't help but subconsciously stop the car, and when he looked up, he saw that under the big tree on the hillside in front of the wind, there was a girl in lace clothes, wasn't that Xiaofang!

He couldn't help but look back immediately, but there was no one. He quickly pushed the car to meet him, stopped the car and asked softly, "Why are you here?" Are you in a hurry? ”。

"No, it's just that people are alone at home and panicked. Besides, my house is so close to the barracks of your troops here, so I left the big yellow dog at home to watch over the house! Go out and take a walk by yourself, look, look, see if I can meet you! By the way, why did you leave 200 yuan for my dad yesterday, why did you look down on people yesterday! My mother said that I must return the money to the people in the army, but I can't go to you, for fear of getting you into trouble. Actually, my heart ......".

After hearing this, Chen Qiang couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and thought: Isn't this whole a stupid girl? Just sit and wait if you have nothing to do! Alas, it seems that you still have to repay the romantic debts you provoked!

If it weren't for the fact that he was obsessed with his ghost yesterday, he "could" with the secretary to go to Xiaofang's house to collect wild fruits and spices, laughed with other little girls, and took out a set of "magic skills" to make girlfriends at home, how could this little girl be so fascinated by herself after such a strong "spiritual attack"! Chen Qiang couldn't help but secretly blame himself in his heart.

"So be it! Our troops are disciplined, and we can't take "a stitch and a thread" from the common people, and besides, the money was not given by the troops, but I brought it from home. You tell your father and mother that the money has been returned to me. But you have to keep it quietly, and when you meet something you like in the future, you can buy some! ”

"Ahh That's fine, ah, ah, I've long liked a green silk scarf from your regimental service center, and this weather tie is the best! Take me to buy it! When I turned around, I was still waiting for you in the second set of Lingzi with few people, you see, do you think it's okay? Chen Qiang and Xiaofang talked and laughed like this.

Chen Qiang looked at his watch, and it was almost 3:35. He couldn't help but secretly think: This time waits for no one, and besides, the mountain pass and Xiaofang of the fifth tank battalion are so confused, and he is now a "celebrity" of the eighth tank company.

If it is seen by the people in the camp, it is "not clear if you jump into the Yellow River"! This is not the place to speak, look at this posture, it is really not good not to agree! Forget it, let's take this "stupid girl" on the road! After a while, Chen Qiang got into Xiaofang happily and got into the car, and galloped all the way to the regiment headquarters.

Along the way, due to Chen Qiang's fast ride, Xiao Fang, who was sitting in the back of the car, couldn't help but hug Chen Qiang's waist tightly, he was frightened, the handlebar shook a few times, and he almost didn't stabilize the car.

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