Zhuang Yan got up early today, had some breakfast in the small dining hall of the guest house, and then drove to the new corps.
He promised Li Zheng and the others that he would be there to cheer them up today.
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian were the recruits he trained. Today they were in the examination room, and he had to go and support them no matter what.
The car left the division headquarters and drove along the cement road in the station towards the 2nd Battalion.
When we were almost at the gate of the camp, we saw a silhouette of a person on the roadside.
The solemn eyes are more powerful than an eagle, and you can tell who it is at a glance.
Zhang Jian? !
Shouldn't this kid be preparing for war in the camp right now? Why did you come outside the camp?
His intuition told him that something was wrong.
Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhuang Yan walked along the path that Zhang Jian walked in. When he came to a pond, he saw Zhang Jian sitting on the grass beside the pond.
What is he going to do?
Zhuang Yan has seen examples of recruits having problems due to fluctuations in their thoughts.
Homesickness, fear of hardship, being unable to bear it, etc.
It was the same way I came here back then.
He lowered his steps and walked forward slowly, trying not to disturb Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian was crying, his shoulders twitching.
Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
If you can cry, at least you won't hold it in your heart, then the chance of something happening will be smaller.
"The assessment is about to start. What are you still doing here? Looking at the scenery?"
Zhang Jian was startled by the solemn appearance.
He suddenly turned around and saw solemnity, and stood up subconsciously.
Zhuang Yan looked around, stretched his arms and said, "The weather is so nice today, it should be suitable for shooting."
After speaking, he looked sideways at Zhang Jian.
"You're such a big man, and you're still shedding tears?"
Zhang Jian quickly reached out to wipe away the tears on his face.
"It's a five-kilometer test in the morning, right?" Zhuang Yan knew the arrangement of the test without asking. He had been leading troops in the army for these years, and the big test in the morning was definitely a five-kilometer test.
Zhang Jian's head lowered, his mouth seemed to be locked, and he didn't speak.
Zhuang Yan asked again: "Did you fail the test?"
Zhang Jian still said nothing.
Zhuang Yan looked at Zhang Jian and felt that he had guessed correctly.
So he asked doubtfully: "Your physical fitness looks very good, isn't it too bad?"
This time it hit a sore spot, Zhang Jian's frustration surged up in his heart, and his tears fell down again.
Zhuang Yan said: "Children from military families usually rarely cry. Have you ever seen your dad cry?"
Zhang Jian shook his head.
Zhuang Yan said: "Actually, I don't blame you. Let me tell you, I cried when I was a recruit, more than once."
After saying that, he smiled at him.
Zhang Jian suddenly felt a lot more relaxed and asked curiously: "Chief, do you cry too?"
Zhuang Yan said: "Of course I will. If you become a college student, you will no longer be a human being. If you are a human being, you will cry. I have cried many times."
As he spoke, he sighed and looked towards the distant mountains.
"Once I had a conflict with the squad leader, and the squad leader almost beat me. I was so angry that I felt so wronged that I quietly ran behind the obstacle course and cried. Another time, I just went to the teaching team to participate in the pre-preparatory squad leader training. We were The rule is to train for six days. On Sunday morning, I have to go up the mountain to chop more than 100 kilograms of firewood and come back. As a result, I got the firewood, but I couldn’t get up and down the mountain. When I finally came down, the firewood fell apart again. I was picked up by the deputy division commander who was passing by. The driver laughed at me, and when he left I couldn't help but sit there and cry, feeling quite useless..."
Zhang Jian listened quietly.
I don't know why, the tone of solemn speech is unhurried, but every word has a magic power that can penetrate people's hearts.
It sounds like I feel more relaxed after listening to it, at least not as uncomfortable as before.
Seeing that he still didn't speak, Zhuang Yan continued: "The worst time I cried was because of a comrade of mine..."
As he spoke, he picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it into the pond.
The pebbles floated several times on the water's surface before sinking to the bottom.
"Remember I told you that I have a comrade with the same name as you?"
Zhang Jian suddenly remembered this. When he reported his name to Zhuang Yan for the first time, he said this.
"Remember."
Zhuang Yan said: "His name is also Zhang Jian. He has the same name as you. He has a nickname, Lao Mihu. Because he often hits the wrong target when shooting, he shoots his own bullets into other people's targets and shoots himself bald."
Zhang Jian couldn't help but laugh: "How can I still teach the team?"
Zhuang Yan turned his head and his eyes fell on Zhang Jian's face.
Zhang Jian lowered his head again when he saw him.
Zhuang Yan said: "He trained very well. He overcame his habit of hitting the wrong target and became a very good squad leader. In order to improve his performance in the 400-meter obstacle course, he tied a sandbag to his legs for a month. After taking off the sandbag, he thought he would He was flying, but he tried to get off the platform and fell into the division hospital."
Zhang Jian couldn't help but laugh again.
The old comrade Zhuang Yan mentioned was so interesting.
"Then where is he now? Which army is he in?"
After Zhang Jian asked, Zhuang Yan glanced at him again, without any expression on his face.
"He is now in the Martyrs Cemetery."
Zhang Jian suddenly became speechless.
Zhuang Yan said: "In the flood fight in 1998, he and I fought against the flood on the Jingzhou embankment. The peak of the flood had passed, and when the flood fight was almost completed, the embankment suddenly burst again. He followed the car to dig earth, and while digging, there was a sudden landslide. , a big rock directly crushed him underneath, and I took him to the hospital when he was rescued, but before he arrived, he left in my arms..."
Zhang Jian was stunned.
He didn't know what to say.
Zhuang Yan picked up another pebble and threw it into the pond.
"You two have the same name, but your circumstances are different. I know you must have been wronged, but think about it, compared with him, what grievances can't you swallow? What obstacles can't you overcome?"
He was silent for a moment and then said: "Actually, I can tell at a glance that you are a arrogant person. I guess your comrades don't like you. In fact, I didn't like you when I first saw you, but your name Just like my comrade who died, that’s why I decided to teach you how to shoot..."
He paused and sighed.
Zhuang Yan turned around and left. When he passed by Zhang Jian, he pointed to the road outside and said, "My car is there. I'll wait for you in the car for a minute. The door is open. If you want to come over, I will take you back to the camp. Today I will be there." Nothing has happened, you continue to take the test, failure is to wash away the shame with victory, not with tears. Remember, life cannot be smooth sailing, look up when you are at the bottom, bend down and be humble when you reach the top. Be arrogant, that way you will gain more friendships in the military camp."
After saying that, he strode away and disappeared at the end of the path.
After returning to the car, he solemnly started the vehicle, glanced at the road, and then raised his hand to look at his watch.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Half a minute later, Zhang Jian's figure appeared on the path.
He got in the car and whispered to Zhuang Yan: "Thank you, chief."
"Okay, the chief is about to drive, please close the door." Zhuang Yan raised his chin towards the car door.
Zhang Jianru woke up from his dream. He had just gotten into the car and was so lost that he even forgot to close the door.
The car drove along the road into the Second Battalion camp and stopped on the lawn next to the gate.
Before getting out of the car, he solemnly lowered the window and said: "Remember, emotions greatly affect your shooting state. To become a top shooter, you must learn to control your emotions. Show me your best today." .”
