"Old man Huang, he didn't stay on Anaburu Island for long at all.

He knows a piece of, and I only knew what happened back then.

Old man Huang only stayed for two months at most, and the training of the new barracks was preliminarily completed, and this kid disappeared one day; Because of the discipline in the army, I didn't bother to ask around, but I only knew that I was transferred.

When I saw him again, it was half a year later.

At that time, I was already the acting company commander of the 5th Battalion and 1st Company of the 2nd Regiment, and suddenly the battalion headquarters called me to pick up the new commissar; As soon as I went, I saw that it was actually this kid.

When I asked in private, I learned that he was transferred to the Zhengzhi Department and was trained by Lao Ma for half a year.

At that time, everyone didn't know what the committee was doing.

This kid is also wilted, and when he came down, he told me that all the military work of the company in the future will belong to me, and he will assist me and take care of the small things in life.

The result? Later, I learned that it was far from that simple, and that this old boy's rights were gone. ”

A day later, still here in Surabaya City, but in a high-level nursing home, Zhao Huifang met the third interview target.

It is also Zhou Jianping and Zhou Lao, who have retired and returned to their hometown in Surabaya to recuperate.

After meeting, the two sides chatted a few words, asked several of their old comrades-in-arms, and after what they said in the previous interview, they immediately shouted the above sentence in their mouths.

In the following time, I talked about the time on Anaburu Island.

That legendary army, all kinds of difficult training processes before becoming an army.

For example, there are too many poisonous insects on the island, and once when I was running cross-country in the morning, my brain became more and more dizzy the more I ran, and I thought it was a cold.

But because I didn't want to pull down the progress of training and learning, I gritted my teeth and endured all morning.

I also went back to the dormitory during the lunch break, and after taking off my pants, I found out in the cry of Old Man Zheng that there were seven blood-sucking leeches on a pair of legs that had sucked into the bulging leeche.

God! I don't know how much blood was sucked from me.

It turned out that during the morning trail run, I forgot to tie my trouser leg tightly and climbed up.

Since this time, no matter how hot the weather is, everyone in my unit has always had their buttons and trouser legs tied to death.

That's right! Don't look at Old Man Huang, he looks like a dog all day long.

But in the second month, I almost died, not to mention, and I almost killed me.

What's going on? This old boy has dysentery.

In the environment at that time, although the three instructors of Xiong San have always emphasized hygiene matters, such as maintaining personal hygiene, taking a bath every day, and not drinking raw water.

But it is inevitable that some people have all kinds of problems.

After Old Man Huang got dysentery, in just five or six days, the whole person was so thin that he couldn't look like it.

However, during that period of time, because of the heavy storm, the ships could not go to sea for more than half a month, and the supplies could not be delivered.

During that time, Lord Feng Rui led us to dig wild vegetables, hunt, and even almost killed his own war horse.

In order to save a little food and serve him as a sick meal, I haven't seen a grain of rice for more than a week.

As a result, when the storm subsided and the supplies came, I was hungry and anxious, and I dried two catties of rice in one go, and almost didn't kill myself.

You say, didn't this kid kill me if he almost killed me?

Hearing this, Zhao Huifang couldn't help but laugh out loud in the sound of 'flutter~'.

However, I still strongly felt the strong comradeship between these old people; The kind that can give his life for the other party.

At the same time, in my heart, I had a bold idea.

It's better to make a more special program based on the different perspectives experienced by eight people who were in a dormitory and embarked on the wave of the big era at the same time.

For this reason, after returning that day, I reported such an idea, and I also received the full support of my superiors.

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Two days later, they met another and fourth interviewee in the family area of a factory in northeastern China.

After repeated confirmation, Zhao Huifang believed that the old man in front of her, who was wearing old washed white overalls and helping people repair bicycles for free, was the Xie Mingyi they were looking for.

Wrong! Xie Lao is now called Zhang San.

The reason why he now has such a name everywhere is because he is currently the first to take the lead in the Gobi Desert, he tossed out the dog-beating stick.

Successfully let the flower planter have the greatest confidence that no one dares to provoke.

Zhang San, or Xie Lao, he has been working incognito in a place where birds don't poop for 17 years.

By the time all the work was done and he could go back to work in the big city, he was used to being called Zhang San, and he didn't bother to change back to his original name.

At this bicycle stall that repaired the car for free, talking about the period when he had just joined the work, the old man's face seemed to have a light:

When I first joined the work meeting, by the current standard, I am also a high school freshman with a cultural level, what do you know?

The first time I saw Lord Shifang (the pseudonym of the cross), after giving a full set of construction drawings of those factories, it was called a man with black eyes and couldn't read anything.

Thinking of the rigid requirements that this factory must be built and put into operation within three months, he was so anxious that he almost didn't cry.

Then, Lord Shifang said, if you don't understand, learn from him, read books by yourself, work overtime if you don't have enough time, and the stupid bird flies first.

In the next three months, a total of 27 of us students followed behind Shifang and plunged headlong into the 807 factory in the mountains.

When I'm hungry, I eat a bowl of boxed lunch from the canteen.

When I was sleepy, I just slept on the construction site.

Even after being sleepy, I collapsed on the side of the half-installed machine, slept for three or four hours, and then got up and continued to work.

In the end, it took two months and twenty-six days for the first batch of picric acid gunpowder to be successfully produced.

In less than three months, I felt like I had learned more than I had in a dozen years before.

Bitter or not? Little, at that time, I found out that my whole body stinks, and I lost 17 pounds after taking a shower.

But Mistress Cross, who is better than us, is said to have slept for 29 hours before waking up after returning home; almost didn't scare the orderly who took care of him to death......

Five days later, in the martyr's mausoleum in the city of Surabaya.

Zhao Huifang met the fifth interview target this time, and it was also the last person who could still be interviewed among the eight people in a dormitory of Huang Lao and Zheng Lao: Zhang Huacai.

The other three, they have become names and tombstones in the mausoleum.

It's a pity, because I was told about Zhang Lao's work before I came, and it involves a lot of content that has not yet been declassified, or even will never be declassified.

What they can talk about in this interview is quite limited.

Besides! With the various sinister circumstances experienced by the other party, the degree of shrewdness that has been cultivated; Zhao Huifang thinks that even if she wants to know something confidential, she can't rely on words to get it.

In the end, she could only greet and ask: "Elder Zhang, you old comrades-in-arms are in good health~"

"Of course, because we are living in place of more old comrades-in-arms, it may be their heroic spirits, who have been bless us." After hearing this, Zhang Lao said with a smile.

Then, Zhao Huifang wanted to cry a little.

For such a big era of burning passion, I have a clearer understanding.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Huifang and the others broke up with Zhang Lao.

It's just that when I came out of the mausoleum, I saw the little brother of the Chinese-Dutch mixed-race driver, who was a little familiar with them and had chartered a car for a while, walking in with his family and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

After saying hello, Zhao Huifang pointed to the flowers in his hand and asked, "Mr. Danke, who are you?" ”

"Oh, come and pay homage to my grandfather, or more precisely my godfather Daniel; He was a Dutch man who served in the Xuango Battalion fleet for many years.

Because I was never married, I adopted my father after retiring in his later years. ”

After hearing this, the mixed-race brother waved a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand at the same time, and said in his mouth that the bouquet of white chrysanthemums bloomed very brilliantly and beautifully......

(End of chapter)