Army stab

Zhou Rong blew the wake-up whistle for the next day. Before dawn, he stood in the middle of the training field early. A set of training uniforms that he treasured.

This is an old-fashioned military uniform. The brothers who wore this uniform with him either died or were discharged from the army. There are a few others who are similar to him, leading troops in different positions and then retiring to the second line.

The weather has been getting warmer for a long time, and the morning wind in the deep mountains of the C military region is soft and a little bit fierce.

Zhou Rong stood in the center of the training ground with his hands behind his back, watching his soldiers gather in an orderly and rapid manner. The neat rows were almost presented in a dazzling way, straight like sharp military thorns.

He couldn't help but think of the old man with rows of dazzling medals hanging on his chest when he went to a certain country for "investigation" many years ago, and said easily: "Chinese soldiers are the most formal I have ever seen."

At that time, Zhou Rong was still very young, hot-blooded and impulsive. Due to some historical reasons, he didn't think that this famous old man was praising them. Zhou Rong just stood up straight, then shook his head with a smile .

A few days after that, Zhou Rong shocked everyone with his actual actions. He completed an almost impossible task, which left the group dumbfounded, and they could only give him the highest score.And Zhou Rong only stood in front of the old man when receiving the medal, and extended the most standard military salute to him, saying neither humble nor overbearing: "As you can see, we pay more attention to more than just form."

The past years have turned yellow with traces of memories, only those indelible blood and loyalty are imprinted with blood-like red.

Zhou Rong narrowed his eyes slightly in the wind. The group of soldiers in front of him reminded him of himself a long time ago. In fact, it was not only himself, but also those comrades who had shared his life and death with him. None of the bones were found.

But the faces of each of them are still so fresh, so fresh that Zhou Rong can see their previous expressions on the faces of the current sharp blade soldiers as long as they open their eyes.

These are soldiers of the country and guardians of the people. Some spirits are hidden in their hearts, like green pines and weeds. As long as there is still a soldier, those spirits will never be wiped out.

Inheritance, generation after generation;

Start a prairie fire, even if there is only a small amount of flame, they can also start a prairie fire.

The corners of his eyes suddenly became a little wet, Zhou Rong shook his head vigorously, and drove all the inexplicable love for children out of his mind, not to say that these things are so hypocritical, at least they are not appropriate on this occasion .

The queue of sharp blades was extremely neat, and Zhou Rong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the group of gold and iron horses in front of him. This posture was not entirely because he wanted to knock the mountains and shake the tigers or give the comers a blow, because there was really no need for that. The newcomers, He clearly knew that none of them were small roles.

He is even very familiar with the new political commissar, He Weize, a 33-year-old senior colonel, a true young hero of the generation.

Zhou Rong saw He Weize, who was wearing crotch pants when he was a child, with a sharp crew cut, but he looked like a mature boy at such a young age. Children from other families were playing with officers and soldiers and catching robbers in the compound of the military area, making their bodies covered in mud. At that time, He Weize was already quietly sitting in the chess room playing chess with his grandfather.

He Weize, who was still five years old, once said something that shocked many adults. At that time, someone jokingly asked the little He Weize, your grandfather and father are so powerful, what is your dream in the future? The young He Weize replied: " The stability of the country benefits the world."

This should be considered the original intention of He Weize's grandfather to name him this way, but it is difficult for him to have such ambitions at such a young age.

This is a "gongziye" who is different from ordinary children of aristocratic families. He is ambitious and capable, but he thinks farther than those dudes who are simply fighting for power and profit.

Just as he was thinking about it, a few military jeeps drove in from the valley facing the gate of the base. The license plate was still from the B military region. It seemed that they had traveled a long distance.

After passing through several checkpoints, the jeep drifted beautifully with flying dust and then parked steadily on the side of the training ground.

Several people got off the car one by one, and three of them walked in the front of the group. Looking at the epaulettes from left to right, they were the senior colonel, the major and the lieutenant colonel.

Zhou Rong stood at the same place and waited for them to get closer before leading Xiao Bai and Hu Yijie to meet him. The colonel on the far left hastened two steps, rushed to Zhou Rong, paid a beautiful military salute, and pointed The two people beside them introduced one by one: "Captain Zhou, Liren's new political commissar He Weize, Li Min, the captain of the First Squadron, and Zhou Kaifeng, the deputy captain of the Second Squadron, report to you!"

Zhou Rong patted him on the shoulder and smiled brightly: "It's good when you arrive, you have worked hard all the way."

Zhou Rong's eyes swept over everyone, and when he saw Zhou Kaifeng's epaulettes, he was slightly stunned. Unlike in the information, Zhou Kaifeng was actually a lieutenant colonel. He looked back unintentionally, Xiao Bai's expression was the same as There is no change in normal times, it is still so flat.

After exchanging a few general greetings, Zhou Rong wanted to invite all the people who had just arrived at the sharp edge to have a good meal in the cafeteria. He Weize smiled and took two steps forward to get closer to the queue in the training ground, watching carefully After a while, he turned around and said, "The soldiers are still training, so there is no reason for us to eat first."

Zhou Rong also smiled, and with a wave of his right hand, Hu Yijie and Xiao Bai immediately returned to the team to lead the training in various ways. The originally neat team broke up in an instant, and the training proceeded in an orderly manner according to the usual practice.

Li Min, the new captain of the No. 3 Squadron, pinched the Zhonghua handed to him by Zhou Rong behind his ears, studied the training ground intently for 2 minutes, then turned around and looked at the mountains around the base carefully. After [-] minutes, he put away his knife-like eyes, and smiled like a little ruffian: "Big team, my hands are itchy, can I go to training with them first?"

Zhou Rong laughed dumbly, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and nodded: "Go, take it easy."

Zhou Kaifeng, who had been very silent all this time, looked at Li Min who was running away from Sa Huan, frowned slightly, but his face was still serious: "Big team, I will go too."

"Go, go," Zhou Rong beckoned again, and Zhou Kaifeng, who got the promise, didn't rush over directly, but returned to the car he was sitting in and took out several black boxes, and opened one of them very carefully , took out the firearm and assembled it, and then walked to the shooting range unhurriedly.

Zhou Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at Sun Jing who was training people on the other side of the shooting range, and then at Zhou Kaifeng's back, smiling meaningfully for a while.

He Weize, who had been standing quietly by the side, also squatted next to Zhou Rong at this time, playing with the piece of Zhonghua handed to him in his hand, looking from the east end of the training ground to the west end, and then smiled: " It's a really nice place here."

"Oh?" Zhou Rong glanced at him sideways and asked methodically.

He Weize clapped his hands and stood up from the ground, looked at the cigarette in his hand and stuffed it back into Zhou Rong's hand: "Uncle Zhou, I have quit smoking."

Such a posture can only make Zhou Rong look up at him. There are some messy small folds on the hem of the straight military uniform. It seems that it was pressed all the way by the car, but this does not damage He Weize's image at all. His tight lips and firm chin The lines all show that this is a strong-willed and assertive soldier.

"I'm not perfunctory, this is really a good place, although it's raised in a remote mountain and people don't know about it," He Weize touched his chin almost subconsciously, and his tone was almost surging: "It's the place with the most vitality, full of vitality. hope."

"But it's too remote here, others won't know what you do, and you didn't do what others know." Zhou Rong also stood up with a slightly serious expression: "Weize, this is not a person who is suitable for making meritorious deeds." Even if you have made great achievements in this place, no one will know about it except this deep mountain."

He Weize has always been a very smart person, he understood very well what Zhou Rong was hinting at him.Of course, purely from the perspective of immediate interests, the position in the B military region is the most suitable place for people like him. It is easy to climb and easy to climb, but there is also a problem there. At that point, you may be nailed to one place for the rest of your life, but that kind of scene is not what Hevizel wants to see.

What he needs is a wider world that can accommodate him to the maximum extent. Although the sharp blade has never been his best choice, it is the most suitable under the current opportunity.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhou, I won't harm it," He Weize casually pointed to a mountain in the west with a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely firm: "So, you don't need to use the posture you have today Come to scare me."

He Weize almost clarified his words. Zhou Rong was in a complicated mood. He hadn’t seen He Weize for nearly ten years. He was quite different from the up-and-coming young Yingjie back then. Maturity has forbearance, but still has its own domineering.

Afterwards, both of them cleverly changed the topic, but they were just talking about the weaving and design of the sharp blade, the recent tasks and the future direction, and they also talked about daily routines during the period, which was nothing more than some things that happened many years ago.

At noon, Zhou Kaifeng and Li Min withdrew from the training field, retreated to the side of the field covered in dust, and gulped water.

Zhou Kaifeng is alright, although his body is covered in dirt, he still looks like a human being. Li Min is the complete opposite. I don't know what he did. His clothes are all tattered, and his back There were even a lot of big cuts, but luckily they didn't hurt the flesh, they just tore the clothes to pieces.

After Li Min poured all the water from a military canteen on his head, the two lumps of bruises appeared on his face. The scar under the right eye socket was the most serious, almost bleeding.

Zhou Rong asked him what was going on suspiciously, Li Min shook his head nonchalantly, the water drops fell from one end, and he looked like a dirt dog that kept throwing water after falling into the water.

"I was beaten up by someone from the Second Squadron named Ye. This kid is really powerful. He is a ruthless character," Li Min kept muttering, but Zhou Rong changed his face and snorted. Min Cai realized that something was wrong and held him back, with a sly smile on his face, he said nonchalantly: "Big team, it's normal to get injured during training, and he's not much better than me."

After finishing speaking, Li Min spread his hands helplessly, Zhou Rong was stunned, and then laughed loudly, He Weize, who was standing next to him, turned around and looked at the training ground, those soldiers were all dragging their feet towards the cafeteria It's on.

After watching for a long time, He Weize finally lowered his head and patted Li Min on the shoulder: "It's hard for you, the most capable fighter in the 38th Army, to be beaten like this, but ah," He Weize raised his head again after saying this Come on, looked at Zhou Rong with a smile and said: "I heard that the person with the best sharp blade is called a ghost, and he hasn't lost a single game until now. He is the captain of the second squadron, Xiao Bai, right?"