That night, the base cafeteria prepared delayed hot soup and meals for the two groups. There were two recruits in the 491 regiment. They ate full, then put down the chopsticks and stood up.
They are lurking members of the Purge faction. They have not done anything yet and have not been exposed at all. But now, I can't do it anymore.
Then, it was later later.
Earlier, Wen Jifei, who had seen tomorrow, suddenly rolled up with the laying cover, and explained that he was on the empty paving bed in the air, and explained:
"I asked Lao Jian to help me find an acquaintance to apply and come and stay for a few days. The equipment yard only arranged dormitories for female equipment officers, and I was not allowed to live in them... I lived alone in the equipment room, and I couldn't sleep."
The lights were turned off and everyone lay down.
After a while, someone tried to speak and wanted to find a more relaxed topic. Even if it was not appropriate, it would not be possible to say two jokes, so he simply said gossip.
Probably gossip is always a good way to relieve stuffy and divert attention. He said:
"By the way, Qingzi? Are you a crush on our instructor? At the time, desperately ... haha, don't jump, many people now secretly discuss, what heroes save beauty. "
Azure is not taboo for love. This has long been stated, and the love here will have a lot of worldwide constraints.
"Then, who is that shaking, who is she?" On the spot, He Tangtang said a brand new name.
The atmosphere of gossip is even stronger.
After a while, Han Qingyu heard his name again in the discussion, and said, "Ah?"
A group of people couldn't twist it at once, blank, what is it? We are all gossip, you have been for a long time.
In the stiffness, Wen Jifei laughed and said with a smile, "You ask him this useless one, just follow the truth about the blacksmith how to embroider the blacksmith. He lacks this piece in his mind.
"Just before, when we went to high school together, there was a very beautiful girl next door. Duo people liked it, but probably looked at him. I usually come to him to change notes, wrong questions. Later There was a school game, just when he saw that he was in a small selling shop, he greeted him in the past. When many people laughed at Yingying and said, Qingzi, can you invite me to eat a popsicle ... He distressed money, he didn't hear it, and ran away. I heard. The little girl was shameful and cried at the time, and then ignored him again. "
"It's no wonder." He Tangtang said with some excitement: "You don't know, just this time, he helped the shaky one catch the bugs, and finally smashed the bugs on the girl with one finger... Just, You imagine, anyway, I was blinded anyway. "
Everyone laughed in the dormitory.
"Haha, he's just like this, it is not a straight head, just specializing in, thinking about reading before, I know reading ... Now that I have to earn their lives, I know my life."
This night, Wen Jifei helped Han Qingyu answer the first question after returning.
He didn't need to speak at all, and then he didn't know. This was actually the beginning of so many inquiries this time.
The next morning, first found him in the army.
Han Qingyu followed, and after entering the door, he heard the report and heard that he closed the door. In the office, he and the commander Lu Wuzheng had two people.
Lu Wuzheng, who was pouring flowers by the window, turned around and looked at it carefully before saying:
"Sit, don't give you tea anymore. The person in the second sequence, alas, I just knew this ... great, even my commander would formally ask you to say something, you have to apply for consent."
It seems that he said to himself, Han Qingyu was not easy to pick up, so he only obeyed the command to sit down.
"Look at the report, you have performed well this time." Lu Wuzheng made a cup of tea for himself, sat down and said, "So, you will tell me specifically."
"Um."
Han Qingyu honestly told the whole process. Except for the last time the absorption of metal blocks was described as a destruction device, all the rest were true.
There are actually a lot of doubts about strength.
However, because Han Qingyu's archiving is a series of sequences, many problems about him automatically bring the labels of "understandable" and "hidden love", and Lu Wuzheng is not easy to ask.
"Well, I have to give you a merit. You and Lao Zhang have to go to the International Alliance Council." The army stood up and said, "Yes, there is a trivial matter, you destroy the device at that time Have you seen a metal block? The people at the scene said that I haven't found it yet. "
Han Qingyu thought for a while, seemed to be in memories, but it was actually choosing. The final answer, he thought: Even if you want to say, you can't be here, tell a army commander.
It was not Han Qingyu who looked down on the captain, but about the fear of the "washing faction", which was too great.
"It doesn't seem to be," he shook his head and said, "At that time, the big tip started to chase me, and I didn't have time to pay attention."
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Coming out of Lu Wuzheng's office, Han Qingyu was called over by the group leader Li Wangqiang and others.
The conversation between the two of them was not in the form of much inquiry, but rather like a discussion. What's more, Li Wangqiang now sees Han Qingyu in grief and can get some comfort from knowing his behavior this time.
"That's right, our only witnessing legion has always had a tradition. When a soldier dies, his name is not engraved on the urn, nor is a photo attached. Only his number is engraved in the upper right corner. And then in the lower left corner... the numbers of several comrades are usually engraved. , making those who sacrifice less lonely. Of course, this matter is completely voluntary."
After Li Wangqiang said these simple words, he turned to look at Han Qingyu.
"This time, Lao Zhang, I helped him make phone calls all morning to talk about this matter. In the end, the remaining people on the red eraser basically agreed and would let him mark the number of Captain Wang Liuzheng on it and return their own, including Lao Miao also agreed."
This probably means forgiveness.
"It's no longer possible to ask what Lao Zhang means." Li Wangqiang then said with some emotion: "Then we thought about it for him and thought that if your number is also engraved on it...he will be under Jiuquan in the future... "
Han Qingyu nodded, "I agree."
The next day, the ashes of Zhang Daoan and those who died this time went to Jiujun Mountain and the Heroic Spirit Wall.
In addition to seeing off the new recruits, not only most of the leaders from the regiment and the army were there, but people were also sent from the legion headquarters and the council.
There are even in-house reporters. The Blue Alliance also has internal publications and newspapers, but they are usually only placed in the window for reading and then collected on time.
Many people did not expect that the person who went up the mountain to carry the urn for Zhang Daoan was Wen Jifei.
When the group was dealing with Zhang Daoan's posthumous affairs, they learned a lot of things that he hadn't said. For example, before he left, he actually made a special report and asked him to guarantee that he would apply for a three-dimensional device for Wen Jifei.
I don’t know whether the military would originally agree to this, but it’s probably not possible.
But now, from the perspective of the martyr's last wish, they made a trade-off and finally decided that after Zhang Daoan's own set of three-dimensional equipment was inspected and repaired, they would not recycle it and leave it to Wen Jifei.
It was raining and cold when we went up the mountain.
The recruits who came back alive stood in the rain and saw off their 14 instructors, 141 comrades, and the entire 1123 Squadron who briefly stood side by side.
The urn was sealed into the Wall of Heroes.
Wen Jifei stood empty-handed for a while, took out a bag of peanuts from his arms and placed it in front of Zhang Daoan's seat.
At the same time, at the foot of Jiujun Mountain, a lame figure appeared, and then silently went up the mountain alone.
With some difficulty, the figure walked to Zhang Daoan's tomb.
He opened a wooden lunch box and took out a large bowl of warm beef brisket noodles. He put it there... and inserted his chopsticks.
Then, carrying the wooden lunch box, the man turned around and limped down the mountain step by step in the rain.
Not a word was said from beginning to end.
Zhang Daoan left, and the cafeteria boss Geng, who had hated him and had targeted him for many years, came to give him a bowl of beef brisket noodles. Many people like to eat the beef noodles cooked by Lao Geng. It is one of a kind, and the roast mutton is another one of a kind... Zhang Daoan preferred beef brisket noodles back then.
Zhang Daoan is gone, but the big yellow dog named 34473 is still guarding the gate of the 425 base.
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It was already evening when we returned from Jiujun Mountain. When we arrived at the place, everyone was arranged to take a shower and change clothes, and then prepare to eat.
Han Qingyu was once again called away by the army commander's guards. This time the guards seemed hurried and eager.
"It's not that the Army Chief wants to see you..." he whispered, "the Rejectors have been waiting for you all afternoon."
