The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

We bid farewell to the old year with the sound of firecrackers, and the lights of thousands of homes reflect the reunion.

Ordinary people can happily spend a good New Year, but another part of the people is the complete opposite.

The situation in the south is very complicated and it can be said that it is in a state of high alert that can break out at any time. During the "Thunder Operation", the cousins ​​were hurt so much that they didn't even have the heart to pick tangerines.

The truck was shaking, and the young soldiers in the art troupe huddled their bodies as the truck swayed back and forth. In the dim environment, no one knew where the next consolation performance would take place.

"Where are we going? Why do I feel a little hot?"

"It's not hot, it's just a little stuffy. The curtains are drawn and it's not breathable~!"

The soldier sitting at the rear of the carriage heard the complaints from the female comrade in front and quietly opened the curtain at the rear a little.

The sunlight shone in slightly, and Liu Feng's face, in the flickering light and shadow, looked like a sculpture carved by a knife and an axe.

As fresh air rushed in, the turbid air in the carriage gradually found a place to vent. Liu Feng saw the scene outside through the gap in the door curtain.

Unlike the plains of Chengdu, the place visited this time was full of mountains. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there were towering mountains and steep cliffs. There were green trees and it did not look like winter at all. The terraced fields were also the first time for this young man from eastern Shandong to see them.

The old farmer carrying a hoe, the child leading the buffalo to look for grass, the lively scene during the New Year in the city, seems out of place here.

The military vehicle drove slowly past. The barefoot children, as if they had seen large trucks too many times, no longer had their initial curiosity and carefully drove the buffalo to the side.

“Whoa~~~~Boom~Boom~!”

The sound of firecrackers was different and unusually loud, coming from the distant sky.

The soldiers who were half asleep in the carriage immediately perked up and were all smiling. It would be strange if there were no sound of firecrackers during the New Year.

Only Liu Feng, who was sitting at the rear of the car, noticed that the barefoot child who was herding cattle, after hearing the sound, hurriedly drove the old buffalo up the mountain, and his movements were even a little panicked.

"No, this doesn't sound like firecrackers~!"

An old squad leader, upon hearing the voice again, shuddered immediately and straightened his upper body.

"This is a bomb, dropped by a plane. The sound can be heard so far away, it might be heavy. How can this be a firecracker~!"

His eyes widened as he heard the explosion which was quite far away from the convoy, at least dozens of kilometers away. The old squad leader leaned back against the carriage with an uncertain look on his face, but his nerves were already tense.

After hearing the old squad leader's words, Liu Feng's expression changed a little, and he silently closed the gap in the door curtain.

"I haven't heard of any war. We are here to visit the border guards during the Spring Festival. Squad Leader Huai, are you overthinking it?"

Ke Minmin curled up into a ball, a little afraid of the explosion. Although she has become a second-year veteran, her face is still a little childish and she is still as timid as ever. When Li Nan is not around, she always feels like she has lost her backbone.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. If we're near the border, then it could be the other side~!"

No one in the car knew where they were. Only the people in the car in front knew. Squad Leader Huai didn't even doubt whether he had heard it wrong.

"They didn't tell us where they were going this time. They took us out on the first day of the new year. It was so secretive. Well, the dumplings we made by ourselves may be gone by the time we get back~!"

Hao Shuwen took off the hat on her head and fanned herself, still complaining. She didn't even have time to call home.

Chen Can, the only one who remained in the car, drooped his eyelids and looked at his comrades in the car with a tired face. It seemed as if he knew something in his eyes, but had no intention of saying it out loud.

Xiao Suizi curled up her knees, glanced at the slightly hazy crowd, took out a diary and pen from her pocket, and recorded the day's itinerary in her diary.

"Hey, great writer, you are writing an article again. You can't write in such a bumpy car~!"

Lin Dingding, leaning against the front of the carriage, had nothing to do. She watched Xiao Suizi start writing again. Perhaps she thought of a certain photography secretary and immediately became resentful.

Since cooperating with Xiao Suizi, one taking photos and the other writing articles, which have been constantly published in various newspapers and magazines, the two of them have become more and more famous in the regiment. Not only have they gained the attention of Political Commissar Ning, but even Commander Xiong has personally praised her for the good articles she wrote.

There were even rumors in the stage design team that Xiao Suizi was about to be promoted and would be working on publicity with Director Wu. This really upset Lin Dingding.

Squad Leader Xiao didn't even raise his head, nor did he pay attention to Lin Dingding's sarcastic remarks. Instead, he carefully recorded what Squad Leader Huai had just said, which, of course, had been artistically processed.

"It's none of your business what they wrote. It's a pity that Director Wu didn't come this time, otherwise~!"

Hao Shuwen took out a piece of letter paper from her pocket and glanced at the blank letter paper as if she was reading an article carefully. Finally, she slapped the letter paper with the back of her hand and said teasingly.

"Look, it's another good article, Xiao Suizi, you are really the penman of the art troupe~!"

"Hahaha~!" The two of them sang in unison and finally couldn't help laughing, but the other people in the car didn't laugh. Instead, they watched the two people's clumsy performance as if they were watching a clown.

Xiao Suizi was quiet and had no intention of paying any attention to the two of them. This extremely strong contrast made the male soldiers in the car curl their lips.

The two people who had brought trouble upon themselves soon discovered that things did not go as they had expected, and their exaggerated smiles immediately subsided.

"Liu Feng, let me ask you, who wrote that song for Li Nan? It couldn't be you, right?"

This topic did not resonate with everyone, and Lin Dingding was still a little unhappy. Mainly because she felt that Xiao Suizi might be popular, but Li Nan, a member of the stage design team, was not doing his job properly and had his own songs. She was the lead singer of the group.

Thinking of Li Nan, he was very successful in the regiment thanks to that song which was liked not only by the soldiers but also by the leaders. His position as the lead singer was almost shaken. Lin Dingding wanted to know who was helping Li Nan behind the scenes.

“I can’t write songs?”

"So you went to the capital to try on some clothes, and when you came back there was this song, who else could it be but you?"

Lin Dingding's tone of voice was a bit overbearing, and Liu Feng felt a little unhappy in his heart. He didn't know whether he had changed or Lin Dingding had changed. He felt that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

"Li Nan has someone writing songs for her, that's her ability. She can drive, dance, and sing. She's an all-rounder. What does this have to do with you~!"

Chen Can, who had been drooping his eyelids, clasped his hands in his arms. Hearing that Lin Dingding even bullied Liu Feng, he couldn't help but speak up for justice.

He won't spoil him, after all, they are soldiers of the same year.

Moreover, Li Nan's straightforward temper was very much to his liking, and his approach was even more to his liking. He really couldn't stand these little conflicts among the female soldiers.

"Stop talking, it should be here soon~!"

Before the conflict escalated further, Liu Feng interrupted everyone.

Through a slight gap, Liu Feng saw something that no one else in the car could see.

Sure enough, after Liu Feng finished speaking, the speed of the truck began to slow down until it stopped completely.

Outside the car, the strange sounds of running exercises, slogans, and training made everyone in the car frown subconsciously.

Because these sounds can no longer be explained by different accents, because they are not any domestic language at all.

The door curtain at the rear of the car was lifted by the driver, and the sunlight suddenly shone into the car, causing the art troupe members who were used to dim environments to subconsciously raise their hands to block their eyes.

Outside the rear of the vehicle, there were the barracks for the officers and soldiers, or to be more precise, dark green tents, thousands of them connected together, stretching all the way to the end.

The car door panels were lowered, and the soldiers who had adapted to the change in light stood up, bent over, and looked at the scene outside. They couldn't help but subconsciously shrink their pupils.

Different from previous border visits, this time, they seemed to have come to a large military station, or a centralized base for assembled troops.

The male comrades got off the car first, and then helped the female comrades to jump out of the car one by one. The back pain in their bodies was ignored. The tense atmosphere outside made them feel as if they were really on a tense battlefield.

"It seems that they are not one of us?"

A big difference can be seen from the military uniforms, but in terms of skin color, those soldiers in the distance have the same skin color, which looks very strange.

"Oh my god, you little bastard, what are you doing for us?"

Squad leader Huai got off the car, holding his military cap in his hand, looking at the scene outside that was both familiar and unfamiliar. He felt like he was not in China anymore. He kicked the driver in the butt.

"Tsk, why are you kicking me? The first car is heading to this place, that's right, Zhennan Pass~!"

The driver of the first car was Li Nan. After getting out of the car, she looked at the surrounding scene in surprise, with a somewhat confused expression. Political Commissar Ning and Captain Su, who got out of the car, looked at the scene outside the car with very serious expressions.

"You are from the art troupe, right? I am the one in charge of receiving you. If you go any further, it will be very dangerous on the border. I suggest you don't go over there. After the visit here, hurry back~!"

The officer who came out of the tent saluted Political Commissar Ning and then shook hands with him. As he spoke, thunder sounds came one after another from not far away.

"I'm Ning, the political commissar of the art troupe. Now that we're here, we're mentally prepared. Please say hello to the comrades in front of us and let us pass~!"

Political Commissar Ning sternly rejected other people's kindness. How could the soldiers who had not experienced any tempering know how safe it was in the art troupe and in the rear?

"Then put these on and return them to us when you come back~!" (End of this chapter)