The military and civilian fish and water conditions are the most real, and the cold storm and snow warm people's hearts.

I was eighteen years old that year, and I experienced the flower season and rainy season of life to mature age, because I was too naughty and rebellious when I was in junior high school, whether it was a teacher or my parents, relatives and friends at home, it was difficult to control me, so after graduating from junior high school and completing nine years of compulsory education, I ended my study career early.

I have been wandering around the house for nearly two years, and I have suffered countless nagging from my family, and I really want to go out for a walk, but my family is worried that I will cause trouble outside, and this opportunity will not come soon, and it will be the day of the annual conscription, and everyone knows that the army is a good place to train people, and it is very suitable for people like me to exercise.

I also know that the life of the army is very hard, if I am assigned to a good place to be a soldier, it is okay, in case I want to go to the Gobi Desert, those places with a deserted environment to become a soldier, as far as I, a lively and active and lively master, will be suffocated to death, but compared to the nagging of my family, going to be a soldier is undoubtedly the best relief at present.

My idea has been unanimously agreed by everyone, being a soldier is a very proud thing, not to mention that my family has really had enough of me in the past two years, after a series of physical examinations and screenings, I stood out among many conscripts and became a proud soldier, maybe I will be able to defend my family and the country in the future, and contribute more than 100 pounds to the country.

My luck is really bad to death, there are more than 20 of us in the whole village, and I was assigned to serve on the border of the motherland alone, when I arrived at the unit I was going to serve, my heart that was already cold and cold froze in an instant, if it weren't for the dozens of comrades around me who were wearing military uniforms, I really doubt that I was exiled by the country, this place is really not even willing to birds, worried about pocks.

The leaders of the unit are still very good to us, except for the training time, they are more like an elder and a father at other times, and the comrades-in-arms are also from all over the world, about the same age as me, we have a lot of common topics to talk about, and soon we have a very good relationship with each other.

The life of the army is very monotonous, and we have nothing to entertain here, so we basically don't feel anything during the day, especially at night, one by one, one by one, and even run out to train at night, although he is also very tired, but at least he will not feel too bored.

Since we are guarding the border of the motherland, the range of standing guard will be far away from the station, and it will take a day or two to come and go back and forth to the farthest place, so we are all divided into several groups to take turns to go to that sentry post, and one duty is about a week, and we have to live there for five days.

The conditions at the sentry are even more difficult, and there are no cooking utensils for cooking.

Every time we go to bring enough dry food and water, the water is boiled water, it is cool, it is heated up, the dry food is the nest, the temperature of the sentry is a little low today, just now I tried to save trouble and ate two nests that have not been fully heated, and came to stand guard outside, the breeze blows so much, it is really cold from the outside to the inside, and from the inside to the outside.

There are only five of us in this group, two people on duty in a group, changing guards every hour, and one is as a substitute, after standing on a few shifts, it is already more than two o'clock in the morning, at this time the temperature has dropped to the lowest in the whole day, the thick military coat on the body has been completely penetrated by the cold wind, and the hand holding the steel gun has also begun to numb, but my comrade-in-arms Wendong and I are still standing upright in the wind.

But after all, we are not beaten by iron, and it will be cold after blowing for a long time, and we are hungry, so we can't help but start cursing this damn weather.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, sell roasted sweet potatoes! Sweet and fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, come and buy them!" With some hazy moonlight and the lights on the sentry post, we saw a person pushing a small cart from a distance and walking towards our sentry post with difficulty, it is indeed a little strange that there are people selling roasted sweet potatoes so late, but we have long been attracted by the fragrant and sweet roasted sweet potatoes and don't care about these at all, the three comrades-in-arms who hid in the tent and slept sounded as if they heard the clamor and came out of the tent wrapped in coats.

"It's so late, why are there still people selling roasted sweet potatoes? It can't be a terrorist, right?" said a soldier, only to be slapped on the back of the head by the squad leader: "Don't talk nonsense, this is our Chinese territory, how can a terrorist be so bold as to come here to spread wild, it is estimated that it is a local household living at the foot of the mountain, go over and buy a few, it is not easy for people at night."

The squad leader gave the order, and the other two people no longer hesitated, and followed the squad leader to the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes.

"Wait, fellow, we want to buy your sweet potatoes," the squad leader greeted from afar.

"Okay!" replied the old man, pushing the cart and speeding up towards us.

Approaching to see that this person squad leader still knows, it is an ethnic minority old man who lives under the mountain, the squad leader greeted the old man warmly, and asked the old man why he was still doing business so late, the old man just smiled and did not speak, and said that he would not ask for money after weighing the sweet potato, but the squad leader still insisted on giving the money to the old man.

"You are all good children of the people and the country, and we can all rest assured that the country and the people have you!" When leaving, the old man said to us gratefully, and the heart of each of us was warm in this cold night.

After speaking, the old man pushed the cart away, and the old man walked for a while, and the squad leader suddenly said: "Oh! I almost forgot, Xiaokai, you will escort the old man down the mountain now, there will be wild beasts on the mountain at such a late hour, and the old man is really unsafe alone!"

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With the squad leader's order, I didn't dare to slack off at all, worried about the safety of the old man, and quickly chased in the direction where the old man left.

It stands to reason that the uncle is so old, and the speed of pushing a car must not be as fast as mine, but I chased until the bottom of the mountain and did not see the shadow of the old man, and the road down the mountain is just like this, I think the old man may have already arrived home, so I planned to go back, but as soon as I turned around, I saw a pair of green eyes staring at me behind me.

It was a wolf, I only had a knife on my body, and the gun was handed over to my comrades standing guard, let me use a dagger to fight with a wolf, the odds of winning were 100% zero, I held the dagger with one hand, and put on a fighting posture, but the sweat kept flowing down my forehead, and my legs trembled slightly one day, I saw that the wolf was approaching me step by step, I could only keep retreating, and as a result, I accidentally fell on the ground, and the wolf saw me fall and jumped up and pounced on me.

Just when I thought I would be bitten alive by a wolf, a gunshot rang out, and I looked back to see that it was a local Orion brother.

The eldest brother came to me a few steps, mended another knife on the wolf, looked at me and asked, "Little brother, you don't stand guard on the mountain, why did you run down the mountain?"

I told Brother Orion that I was here to send the old man with roasted sweet potatoes home, and I met this wolf, and Brother Orion couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said to me a little angrily: "Little brother, don't joke about this big night, the old man you said has been dead for several days, you see this is his grave."

Brother Orion pointed behind me, and sure enough, I saw a grave there, and the photo on the tombstone in front of the grave was indeed very similar to that old man, but I still couldn't believe it, I remembered that I still had the roasted sweet potatoes that the uncle sold, and I took the sweet potatoes out of my pocket, and found that they were not roasted sweet potatoes at all, but more like the internal organs of some kind of animal, but they were heated and cooked, and they smelled very good and were still hot.

When I learned that the old man was also a soldier when he was young, he took special care of the soldiers, and it was very cold that night, but with the old man's "roasted sweet potato", each of us ate it in our hearts, but Brother Orion was a little depressed, and he said that the prey he hit would always be lost inexplicably.

He said he knew who the "thief" was, but he wouldn't catch the thief.

(End of chapter).

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