I, the commander, and the driver were increasingly frightened by these orders, especially the last one: this was the latest marching coordinates.

We are all too familiar with this coordinate -- because our division and even the group army are protecting it -- the capital!

In the past, there had been training in the capital, but they all passed through the suburbs, but this time the coordinates were obviously the city center.

What's even more shocking is that the live ammunition has entered Beijing!

Our original project today was live-fire training, and we didn't bring training bombs.

Entering the capital with a cart of live ammunition -- this steel guy is not a toy, and if he goes off the rails, it will not be an ordinary training accident, but a political incident.

The commander wiped the sweat from his face: "Holy shit, what the hell is going on?" ”

The driver muttered, "Why don't you ask the company commander?" ”

The commander scolded: "Ask a fart, this is a violation of the regulations, you want to punish me, right?" ”

With trepidation, we drove on the highway to the capital.

I don't know why, the highway is actually closed, there is no fog and no heavy rain, and I don't know why the road is closed, the social vehicles at the toll station are crowded, and the horn is loud. Our fleet was also unable to enter through the toll booth for a while. In the end, under the guidance of the toll station staff, I turned around from a field and knocked down the protective net of the highway and drove onto the highway hard!

The commander said with a gloomy face: "Hell! That's not right! ”

In addition to more than 360 Type 99 tanks, there are also armored vehicles, self-propelled heavy mortars, recoilless guns, 05 self-propelled guns, self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, towed anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft missiles, tank recovery vehicles, oil tank trucks, trucks, bridge-building tanks, and even reconnaissance drones, almost a thousand vehicles.

The driver had a cough again, in fact, there were many comrades-in-arms in the division who had a cold and cough in the past two days. In our platoon, there are 6 people. It's just that no one is embarrassed to take sick leave because of a small cold - is that still considered a soldier?

It was getting dark.

The iron flow of chariots did not stop, and the division commander ordered the radio silence of the whole army. Do not turn on the lights, do not talk, and use Beidou positioning and night vision devices to move forward. We didn't even stop to eat, the logistics truck gave everyone self-heating individual rations, the commander secretly opened the hatch, and the night wind blew into the car, which was a little cooler.

I had pork egg rolls and quercus vegetables. Eating compressed biscuits, but his heart is like a chariot, up and down - such a rapid march, what is the great thing that happened in the capital?

After eating, the commander drove in place of the driver, and although it was much more comfortable to drive a tank on the highway than in the field, it was still tiring to drive down for hours on end.

The driver sits in the commander's seat. Dozing off with half-squinted eyes, I was also a little dazed, and suddenly I was in a trance. I seemed to see the tactical datalink screen light up, the driver coughed and glanced at it, and soon it turned off again, and in the blur, I seemed to see the word "fever".

In the middle of the night, the convoy stopped, but instead of resting, it refueled.

The division commander actually put on a posture of working day and night.

Taking advantage of the time to refuel, I got out of the hatch to breathe and came along the way. It seems that the highways in and out of the capital are closed, and there are not many vehicles to be seen.

But it's not completely devoid of vehicles, the shadow of a social vehicle occasionally flashes in the night vision device, and it actually stops in the fast lane in a daze, and some vehicles even hit their heads on the guardrail - but such an obvious car accident. I couldn't see the rescue.

The commander muttered "This is not right" along the way.

I just smiled bitterly, we drove a tank into Beijing, and this is the biggest "wrong". …,

The captain also leaned out of the hatch next to him, and he suddenly said, "Look at the opposite lane." ”

I should look, and in the opposite driveway, there is a black shadow of a behemoth.

I whispered, "It looks like a collection truck." ”

The truck was parked in the opposite lane of our tank. Obviously, it broke the law, not only did it drive into the fast lane, which can only be driven by small cars, but it also stopped temporarily.

However, no one is managing.

I suddenly had an impulse, looked left and right, the fuel truck had not yet driven to us, I supported my hands, climbed out of the hatch, quickly slipped out of the tank, and ran to the opposite lane, and the commander scolded from behind: "You kid is crazy!" How dare you disobey orders! Quick, come back to Lao Tzu! ”

Without hesitation, I quickly jumped over the middle guardrail and ran to the truck.

The truck stopped motionless, and I circled around the car - there was no damage, no signs of a crash.

It just stopped on the highway.

I walked to the front of the car, wanting to see the cab.

I stepped on the high front pedals and reached for the handle of the door—I had just wanted to peek through the window to see what's going on—but with a move of the handle, the cab door opened.

The doors didn't close.

This is a collection truck, and even if it breaks down, the driver can't leave the car here without closing the door.

I was stunned.

Suddenly, with a bang, the half-open door was slammed open, and a black shadow came out of it, and I was caught off guard and fell down.

My back hit the highway ground hard, and I was about to get up from the ground, but the black shadow that rolled to the ground with me pounced on me again, scratching and scratching at me like a shrew, and I shouted while resisting: "I'm a soldier, I'm a soldier, not a bad person!" ”

But the other party didn't mean to stop at all, but became more ferocious, and I became angry, punched the other party in the face, and kicked him out with a kick.

I rolled over and got up from the ground, and scolded angrily: "You are insane, I am a soldier, then, the opposite lane is our troops, I kindly came over to see if you had a car accident, why did you beat people without saying a word?" ”

However, all I could hear was a barely audible roar that didn't seem to come out of a person's throat, and then the figure that was apparently a truck driver pounced again.

Fuck, although there are disciplinary rules that can't bully the common people, but I can't be beaten in vain, for a while, I scuffled with the truck driver. The driver was an animal at all, scratching his fingers and trying to bite me several times.

I'm also really angry -- the training in the army is not in vain, and the punches are getting heavier and heavier. But the driver was also very good, he didn't dodge or dodge the hard punch, if it was someone else, he would have screamed in pain, and I could have beaten the blood with the weight of a few punches.

Just as I was entanglement with the driver, suddenly a figure climbed over the guardrail: "What the fuck are you kids?" Come back with me! ”

It was the captain's voice.

I hurriedly said, "Help me." This kid is crazy and beats me without saying a word. ”

The commander of the car was furious: "You kid is brave enough to fight with the common people!" You wait, and I'll give you a punishment when you go back! ”

The commander hurriedly came up to persuade him: "Fellow, master, you stop, stop, stop, this little rabbit cub made a mistake, I apologize to you for him." ”

The commander was nagging like Tang Seng. The truck driver suddenly let go of me and pounced on him, in the darkness of the night. I heard a shout, and then the truck driver rolled out under the heavy punch of the captain, and the captain covered his cheeks: "I, actually bite me!" ”…,

At this moment, the roar of the engines began to be heard in the convoy - oh no, the convoy was about to leave - and the commander and I quickly climbed over the guardrail and climbed into our own chariot behind us, ignoring the truck driver who was struggling to get up on the ground. The truck driver was yelling at something through the guardrail.

The driver had been waiting for a long time, and before the commander and I could sit down, the tank roared and set off as soon as the accelerator was stepped on.

The commander scolded a series of scolding: "You kid is waiting for the back punishment!" Get out of the team without permission! Fight with the common people! If the company commander knew, he could skin you alive! Ouch, that truck driver is really biting! Fuck me. It's all bleeding! Quick, quick, first aid kit here! ”

My face was also hot and painful, and the driver scratched my face several times.

I was also a little worried -- if the truck driver reported the fight just now and traced it down to the head of the troops, I would really have to bear the punishment -- I would be retiring from the army in a year, and it would be a shame to go home with the punishment.

The commander sizzled and gasped, muttering while dealing with the wound on his face: "This is miserable, this is miserable, Lao Tzu's punch just now was a bit heavy, I seem to hear the sound of the driver's fracture, damn!" Damn it! You've been miserable now! Lao Tzu is also indispensable for a punishment. ”

I comforted the captain and said, "How can we be, when we come back, the driver is still alive and chasing after him, this is about to break a bone, can he still move like this?" ”

The commander raised his eyebrows and said, "You kid wait, you caused the trouble, I can't spare you sooner or later." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, I knew what the captain meant, he wouldn't take the initiative to report this matter to his superiors, as long as the truck driver didn't call the police, this matter could really be mixed.

The commander took care of the wound and checked the monitor, and he quickly cursed again: "Damn, why didn't anyone notify me of this order?!" ”

When I looked at it, the display screen lit up with a line of words: "Fever patients need to be reported as soon as possible." ”

The driver was engrossed in driving the car and muttered, "You were driving at the time, and no one in our car had a fever." ”

The commander was stunned for a moment and then said angrily: "You are also a veteran, how can you say such brainless words?" Battlefield orders must be conveyed as soon as possible, this is discipline! Discipline! I think you've got a fever in your head! As soon as the commander spoke, he hesitated: "I said, you don't really have a fever, do you?" You've been coughing all day. ”

The driver said lightly: "What are you kidding, it's just a little gray in your throat and eyes." ”

At this moment, the display suddenly lit up, and a new order was conveyed, and the commander temporarily let go of the responsibility of holding the driver accountable, and looked down: "Order us to prepare ammunition supplies." ”

Naturally, it is impossible to fully load ammunition for training, but the various types of shells and bullets in the car are enough to fight a small conflict, but even so, the division commander still thinks that there is not enough ammunition and needs to replenish ammunition during the night march.

Even the most brainless people know that ahead - the capital, an unimaginable war is waiting for us.

The commander didn't bother to scold the driver anymore and gasped heavily.

To be a soldier is to fight, and the walls of the barracks are painted with the slogan "All for winning".

But in the real war, from the division commander to the big soldiers, no one has ever seen it.

Training, drills, live firing - all this makes a man's blood boil, but to fight - that is to die!

Don't look at the Type 99 tank as an iron knight, but it's really on the battlefield. A single missile can blow up the crew in its company.

The commander suddenly muttered, "Lao Tzu hasn't written a suicide note yet." ”

I tried to laugh dryly, but found that my throat was so dry.

The ammunition delivery truck came up, and the brothers in charge of the supply on the truck were so tired that they were about to collapse, and they were replenished during the night march. In the past, because it was too difficult, the staff officers were afraid of accidents, so they just pretended to let the regiment train once, and they tossed for an hour before and after. In this way, while transporting ammunition, an armor-piercing bullet was dropped, fortunately it was a training bullet. And today. But if this live ammunition is accidentally detonated, it will kill people before it goes to the battlefield. …,

After resupplying the ammunition, I, the commander, and the driver were all a little tired, and everyone sat in the tank in silence, ready for their first war.

The driver suddenly said, "Could it be that the bald eagle has invaded?" ”

I've actually been thinking about this question for a long time, and it is estimated that there are not a few big soldiers in the whole army who are thinking about this issue, so I blurted out: "Impossible." If the bald eagle attacks the capital, it will only use stealth bombers, and it is impossible for troops to land. Our armored division simply doesn't need it. ”

"Is that a bear hair?"

"What are you kidding? From the border to the capital, how many group armies do you have to have along the way, can Xiong Maozi hit the capital directly without humming? ”

The commander lowered his voice and said, "Don't guess, have this time, have a good rest." He paused, and his tone was a little lighter: "Everyone is on the battlefield for the first time, so let's be smart, we must go home alive!" ”

The driver and I nodded heavily: "I must go home alive!" ”

The whole division is reloaded and advanced, and I estimate that it is not far from the capital.

Then. There were cars in the opposite lane, with their headlights on, driving fast, and I was sitting in the tank with the roar of the diesel plane, and I could faintly hear the turning of the car engine on the opposite side, fuck. Listening to the sound at least 4,000 revolutions or more, the driver is either crazy or dead, as if something terrible is chasing him behind him.

I quietly turned on the night vision device, and suddenly I found a flash of light on the dark green screen of the night vision device, and then the whole screen lit up, which stimulated me to look away - in the opposite lane, a speeding vehicle suddenly hit the guardrail, exploded, and caught fire!

The commander apparently saw this scene as well, and he muttered to himself, "Crazy! Drive so fast, think you're an airplane! He said in frustration: "The people in the car are not saved." ”

It must have been saved, such a car accident at high speed had another deflagration, and the gods were not saved.

However, we all guessed wrong, and at this moment, one of the brothers in the rear team suddenly broke the radio silence, and he almost shouted: "There is someone in the car!" The people in the car are still alive! God, he crawled out! He crawled out on fire! Holy shit, he's—he's coming to us! Damn it! He's climbed over the guardrail! He's coming to us! He just walked over to us with a fire burning all over his body! ”

Then came a scream of "Fuck! ”

After a moment of silence, the brother said in a hoarse voice, "We ran him to death!" ”

Soon the roar of the regiment commander sounded on the radio: "Car No. 034! Three days of confinement! ”

However, the call just now was so shocking that it is estimated that there is more than one brother who saw that scene.

After a while, the radio sounded again, and it was the voice of the division commander.

"Attention everyone. It's war! Repeat, this is a war, not a drill, not a drill. He suddenly sighed: "Okay, boys, frankly tell you that I, the division commander, don't know what happened in the capital." But I risk the mistake of leaking military secrets to tell you that a war is breaking out in the capital. There are many more fraternal troops marching towards the capital. But obviously, the situation is very serious, and I only know that the casualties of the troops who have arrived in the capital so far are very serious, very - very serious. The order given to me by my superiors was that I could fire at all objects that posed a threat to the troops at my own discretion. ”

"Yes, you heard it right, this is a warrant with no bottom line, a fire order."

"The only thing we know, boys, is that we're going to fight. That's it! ”

I think the world is completely crazy! This means that we can fire at anything! This is the capital!

My hands trembled with fear, oh my God, what the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?!

I turned my head to the commander, and was about to ask him what he thought, when I suddenly saw two streams of fluid coming out of his nose, "Commander, you have a nosebleed!" I exclaimed.

The commander wiped his nose, saw the slimy liquid on his hands, scolded, and wiped it with his sleeve: "It's too hot, it's on fire." ”

I don't think it's right, training in the heat is a common occurrence for us, and I've never seen a car captain bleed.

But at this time, I can't think about it anymore, and I have already arrived at the toll booth of the Jinjing Expressway in front of me.

The toll booth has been taken over by the military, and tanks, armored vehicles, and anti-aircraft guns have guarded the toll booth tightly.

The convoy of our division finally stopped, and a command car drove up, it was the car of the division commander, who was obviously on his way to accept the mission.

I poked my head out of the hatch and desperately breathed in the fresh air outside the car, it was already dark, and I seemed to smell the smell of gunsmoke in the air - the smell of gunsmoke?!

I'm suddenly smart, yes! It's the smell of gunpowder, the smell of gunpowder after the artillery bullets have been fired, and this smell is all too familiar to us. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )