Confinement is a little different for every unit...... In the management of loose troops, the confinement is actually locked up in a hut and under house arrest, and there may be beds and quilts in it.

This kind of confinement is what the comrades-in-arms call heaven...... Because entering this kind of confinement means that you can rest and recuperate, do not train, do not fight, do not work...... You can also take care of the meal, and if you have nothing to do, you can go in and have a while!

But our troops don't have such good luck...... In order to be able to play a better educational role, the confinement of our troops is unimaginably strict...... Don't think about the bed, even the space is a luxury...... The height is only 1.5 meters, and the length and width are about 1.2 or 3 meters...... There's nothing in there, it's dark, there's just a small ditch to the outside for you to and pee inside......

You can imagine the pain of being locked up in such a confinement cell, and the height and length of the pit make it impossible for you to stand up straight or lie down in it...... The length, width, and height are not enough, at most they are half leaning against the wall, if you have to lie down...... You'll have to curl up in it!

This sense of oppression in the space can simply drive a person crazy...... One of our soldiers was once confined to this confinement cell for an hour because of a mistake...... As a result, a big man was stunned and cried "wow" inside!

Then I let him go before I had time...... Because I found that he was already on the verge of collapse, if he was locked up any longer...... I'm afraid that the nerves will really go wrong!

But...... One thing is for sure, he will no longer be able to stay in our unit......

In other words...... This confinement chamber is not only a punishment for our troops, but sometimes a means of testing the psychological qualities of the soldiers...... You know, we often encounter similar situations on the battlefield...... For example, in the cat's ear hole, it may even be worse than the conditions in this confinement room...... At least in the confinement room, there is no need to worry about the cat's ear hole collapsing, no need to worry about the rain backing up, and no need to worry about the devil digging it out......

So. If you can't stand this confinement cell, then how can you become one of us and go to war with us!

Merely...... Now this feng shui is turning, and it has become us who squats in this confinement room!

"Battalion commander, I'm sorry!" When the guards sent me into the confinement room, they seemed a little afraid to close the door.

"It's okay!" I said, "You are also obedient!" Close it......"

"Hmm!" The guard nodded, and with a creak, he closed the iron door...... All of a sudden, it was pitch black, and even if you stretched out your hand, you couldn't see where your fingers were...... It's a veritable finger that can't be seen.

I'm not afraid of the dark...... I just can't stand the feeling of crowding, because it reminds me of all the fears, loneliness and loneliness of hiding in cat's ear holes on the battlefield in Vietnam......

Sometimes that's how it goes...... It's not that if you have experienced it and have experience, you will adapt better and faster...... If these experiences have cast a shadow on your heart. These experiences and experiences can be counterproductive!

Like now...... This oppressive space and darkness reminded me of cat ear piercings...... Although I knew that there would be no danger of landslides, rainwater backflow, or holes digging through the devils, I still couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in my heart......

In the dark I think...... What if the rain comes in? What if the roof collapses? The pit where I used to hide was still mud...... I had at least a chance to dig out, and there were hard walls all around, heavy iron doors in front of me, and I didn't have any tools to use. Not even capable of suicide......

This feeling...... It's like his fate is completely out of his hands, and he has completely lost his freedom...... At the mercy of others. I don't have the ability to resist at all.

At this time, I deeply realized what it was like to "make people for knives and I for fish...... Soon followed, all sorts of negative feelings. I wanted to bang the iron door in front of me...... I hoped to get away with it, but in the end I forced the urge to suppress it......

There is only one reason for this...... I am the battalion commander of the synthetic battalion, if I, the battalion commander, don't even have this bit of psychological element, how can I raise my head in front of my own soldiers in the future, and how can I be this battalion commander!

When I think about it, I have the courage to keep going...... So, sometimes stress isn't a bad thing. Or maybe it's because I think of my soldiers, and I think that they can hold on and endure it...... Then I, the battalion commander, should be able to persevere!

I found out later...... In fact, the other soldiers were similar to me, all thinking about ...... Everyone else can hold on, why can't I!

Perhaps this is the power of unity...... Not formal solidarity. It's a kind of psychological unity!

Thinking of this, I took two deep breaths, forcibly calmed my mind, and slowly sat down on the ground......

From this point of view, the confinement is still very effective, especially for those who are impulsive and do not obey orders to do their own thing...... It's like a wall in ancient times, and it's ...... As long as you still have impulses in your heart, and you still have the mentality of not being afraid of heaven and earth...... Then you will be miserable, and you will find that the reality is cruel...... All your impulses, irritability, and disobedience have nowhere to vent, not only can you not vent, but you will also bounce back to yourself very ruthlessly!

Contrarily...... If you change your mindset...... Obey, admit defeat, and remain calm......

And then you'll soon find out that it's not a big deal, which is to sleep in the corner on a dark night...... It's okay if you don't have enough space, because those spaces are redundant for people who are asleep!

Thinking of this, I was relieved...... At the same time, it is no wonder that confinement is so popular in the army, it turns out that its intention is to tame some soldiers who do not obey discipline!

I found a slightly more comfortable position in the corner and sat down...... My mind flashed through the events that had happened since I came into this world...... It's really unpredictable, who would have thought of a loser...... What about going through so much just because you fell and becoming a battalion commander?

If only the old man had known about it...... I wonder what he's going to think?

You know, he always wanted me to become a soldier, a soldier to defend the motherland...... It's just that no matter how much he tries to persuade me, I won't take that step!

But now...... I became not only a soldier, but also a battalion commander...... The commander of a synthetic battalion with thousands of excellent soldiers, if he knew about this qiē...... I'm so proud of it! (To be continued......)