I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 348: The bold words of several years ago, the youth of several years later
Time passed quickly like a wound-up spring, and soon it was the end of November.

The atmosphere of retirement once again enveloped the camp.

The brigade has recently begun to convene meetings of each battalion from time to time to discuss the situation of demobilization and transfer.

The more serious content of the meeting was the repeated emphasis on the inspection issue, requiring each battalion to pass the last step.

After all, those retiring this time are all non-commissioned officers. They have long seniority in the unit and most of them serve as squad leaders. Some veterans may want to take some bullet shells and some contraband back as souvenirs or something.

These veterans have much wilder ways of carrying things, and their methods of concealing things are endless.

If you are not careful, they will really take you away.

How can I put it? From an emotional point of view, the leaders in the unit can understand it.

But there is no room for compromise in the regulations.

Therefore, every time there is a military inspection, special emphasis is placed on it and the inspection scene is generally quite strict.

As for the relatively light-hearted content of the meeting, it was that Tao Li repeatedly emphasized that the farewell ceremony cannot be sloppy, and all units must not arrange it casually or perfunctorily, but must be grand.

Look, tomorrow the first batch of veterans will leave the unit.

Chen Jun and Ma Hongjie had just come out of a meeting at the brigade headquarters when a cold wind blew in their faces.

Chen Jun subconsciously tightened his collar and looked at Ma Hongjie: "Old Ma, is everything ready for the farewell ceremony that Brigade Tao just mentioned?"

"Yeah, no problem."

Ma Hongjie nodded when he heard this: "We prepared early, and we borrowed ribbons and other things from the Joint Logistics Department in advance."

"It's just that the problem of leave requests in the camp has been very serious in the past two days. The instructors of each company are also working hard, and it's a bit difficult to appease them."

“Approve as many as you can.”

Chen Jun sighed as he walked towards the parking lot.

The problem of asking for leave in the camp is more than serious.

That is almost more than 10% of the proportion of people taking leave, which is twice as high.

He had just mentioned this matter to Tao Lu, but there was no better solution.

After all, more than two-thirds of the veterans in the first battalion were transferred from other units. They usually worked hard and never caused any trouble. Now they are leaving, and they want to ask for leave to visit their original units.

Meet old comrades.

In response to this reasonable request, the veteran soldiers, who were around 30 years old, went to the company commander and explained the reasons and needs with emotion and reason.

Can you not approve it?

It's already this critical juncture, and the demobilization season is only a few days away. It would be unreasonable not to approve it.

The military journey is long and short, but the most profound memories are often concentrated in two stages, one is the recruit company and the other is the demobilization season.

It’s only been a few days since I left the army, but there are still some things worth remembering for a lifetime.

Ma Hongjie was responsible for driving, and Chen Jun was sitting in the back seat. When they returned to the camp, the company commanders at the training ground were still organizing daily training.

But soldiers could be seen everywhere in the camp, wandering around aimlessly.

These people did not walk in their usual brisk manner, nor did they seem to be in the mood to laugh and play.

Someone picked the dead leaves from the tree trunks beside the road, gently brushed off the dust on the leaves, and carefully put the leaves into his pocket.

Some people stared at the stones on the roadside in a daze.

Chen Jun did not go back to the camp directly. He got off the car halfway and let Lao Ma go back first.

An old soldier nearby heard the noise behind him, turned around and saw that it was the battalion commander passing by, and quickly stood up and saluted.

Chen Jun gave a standard return gift; he couldn't give much to these veterans.

Just try your best to respect.

A soldier.

When they first joined the army and just got to know the military life, how many of them promised to be patrol officers, squad leaders, platoon leaders, company commanders, police officers, etc.
How many people have said that only idiots will cry when they retire from the army. If I shed a drop of horse urine, I'd be a coward.

But it’s time to retire.

How many of them cried like idiots, and how many of them can still chat and laugh like they did when they first joined the army?

Those lofty words and boasts of the past may become nothing more than a faint smile of youth after several years.

Chen Jun has experienced many retirement seasons, but this year's feelings are the most different, because the position he is standing in is different from before, so the feelings are naturally different.

If Captain Zhao had not gone for further studies, he would probably not want to see this kind of scene.

After all, these veterans wandering around the camp are all from the first battalion.

There are plenty of places for them to stay in the camp.

Chen Jun can also go to the brigade and get some more places.

But this batch of people who retired are different.

Many of our comrades are already older, having served in the army for twelve years, and some even serving in the fourth term for sixteen years.

They have completed their mission of serving the country.

Next, more comrades will choose to return home to fulfill their filial duties, after all, their elders are getting old.

Chen Jun silently greeted these veterans, which could be considered an alternative farewell.

In his previous life, Chen Jun remembered that he had a comrade-in-arms. On the night before his retirement, the squad leader called him and the comrade-in-arms who was about to retire to the rooftop.

The three of them drank Sprite and ate peanuts, and talked a lot, until they left the army in a daze in the early morning.

After many years, Chen Jun only remembers the comrade who left and said one sentence reluctantly: Two years in the army were like a dream and a hazy dream.

There was another comrade-in-arms who called when he was discharged from the army. The operator suddenly said to him, "This is the last time I'll be calling you." After hearing this.

Upon hearing this, the comrade held the microphone, stood still in silence, and shed silent tears!!

Thinking about the past, I look at the comrades in the camp who are leaving now.

Chen Jun himself couldn't tell what his mood was at the moment.

Anyway, it feels sour and I always feel like I can't breathe in or out.

After going around the companies, he felt uncomfortable about this kind of thing as a battalion commander.

But we can't be careless about the supervisory work.

He went to each company's quartermaster to check the preparation status of the discharge information bags. After the tea parties of each class are over tonight, the departing veterans will come here to receive them.

Afterwards, he went to the warehouse in the camp to check. Chen Jun would not attend the tea party. After all, every class had one, and he could not attend.

The tea party is over tonight, and the camp will organize a farewell ceremony for the military flag tomorrow morning. After taking away the epaulettes and collar flowers, we can arrange for the inspection and take the bus to the station.

In the warehouse, there are many musical instruments that the company commander borrowed from the Joint Logistics Department, including a wide variety of them.

All these things will add some better memories to tonight's tea party.

In the evening.

Chen Jun was still strolling around when he suddenly saw many veterans secretly running towards the Second Battalion in groups of three or five after finishing their training.

As soon as he saw the sneaky posture, Chen Jun knew what these brats were trying to do.

He simply arranged for the soldiers on duty nearby to notify the inspection team to open the road leading from the first battalion to the second battalion.

No more checking there.

The main thing is that it’s useless to check because too many people slipped through.

The Second Battalion is the soldier service center. Running over there at this time must be to prepare for the evening tea party.

The military camp has a clear rule that drinking is prohibited. If you take a leave and go out on Sunday, you can go to a restaurant and have a drink. As long as you return to the team within the specified time and don't drink too much, no one will really bother you with these issues.

But there is a saying that goes, every policy from the top has a countermeasure from the bottom.

If they are not allowed to drink alcohol, these guys will bring boxes of Sprite and Fanta to replace alcohol, and some clever guys will pour beer into the beverage bottles to try to get away with it.

It would be fine if he was strict at ordinary times, but today Chen Jun didn't plan to be stricter.

However, special times require special treatment.

Chen Jun looked for a while, then turned around and went back to the camp. Since he couldn't see anything, he just pretended nothing happened.

. . . . . . . .

Nine o'clock that night.

Just as each unit was taking evening roll call, the old soldier in the company who was about to retire finally couldn't hold back his emotions and burst into tears.

Chen Jun and instructor He Yingtao were standing by the railing on the third floor of the battalion headquarters chatting.

Suddenly, bursts of heart-wrenching sounds came from the direction of the tank company, and the high-pitched and hoarse roars echoed throughout the camp.

This guy suddenly made such a noise in the middle of the night.

Chen Jun and Lao He looked at each other, their faces changed at the same time, and they quickly started to go downstairs.

The most feared thing during the demobilization season is accidents. These days, Chen Jun has been strolling around the camp every day and chatting with veterans for fear that something might happen.

The tank company is still at the old company location, not far from the battalion headquarters.

The sound came suddenly, and many cadres in the camp ran out to check the situation.

Li Haiyao had never encountered such a thing before. When she heard the noise, she ran out of the building.

When I arrived at the camp entrance, I happened to see Chen Jun and the instructor leaving in a hurry.

She ran over and followed.

At this time, Chen Jun couldn't care about other things. He walked to the tank company headquarters.

The sentries who were usually on duty were no longer standing here. All the people in the company gathered in a distance. The heart-wrenching voice, with an obvious crying tone, spread throughout the company.

Cries are heard.

Chen Jun stopped rushing forward, and He Yingtao also stopped.

The two looked at each other and quietly stood in an inconspicuous place.

When Li Haiyao also ran over, she was not as experienced as these two old hands, and she just wanted to run over.

Chen Jun, who was standing in the corner, pulled her aside.

Then he shook his head slightly, indicating that Li Haiyao didn't need to get too close, and nothing happened in the camp.

Nothing happened indeed, because the roar was close, and all one could hear was endless reluctance and the true nature of a soldier.

Tonight's evening roll call.

This group of retiring veterans experienced their last roll call.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too depressing. One of the veterans couldn't hold back his surging emotions. He turned around, left the team, and yelled towards the distance.

One person couldn't control himself, and the emotions of the remaining veterans in the entire company were suddenly ignited.

"Cry, cry for nothing. I won't say a word to you stinky boys tonight. When you leave tomorrow, no one is allowed to see you off, and you are not allowed to call me squad leader."

"Anyone who disobeys orders will lie on the ground and do 20 push-ups."

This was a squad leader who was about to leave. He stood in the crowd and loudly scolded the soldiers he led.

not far away.

There was also a soldier who wanted to retreat. He was infected by the roar and looked at his squad leader with red eyes.

But his squad leader grinned and laughed: "Don't squeeze horse piss for me, you finally got out, you are dragging the squad down every day, hurry up and leave, you are really annoying me here."

The scolded old soldier nodded stupidly, but he didn't see that when his squad leader laughed heartily, tears had already welled up in his eyes.

The old soldier didn't even react to the scolding. The squad leader, who had been quite free and easy just now, suddenly hugged him tightly, and there was no trace of smile in his voice.

"Damn it, if you leave, who will go against me?"

The crying made Chen Jun's eyes red. He Yingtao remained silent. He just squatted on the ground and smoked one cigarette after another.

The tank company was the company he used to lead, and most of these soldiers were from the former second company.

Lao He knows and is familiar with them all.

The cigarette butt burned out, and He Yingtao stared blankly into the distance as if he was unaware of anything.

He knew that nothing would happen to the tank company. In fact, Chen Jun also knew it because He Yingtao had just been promoted from the tank company.

Fatty He has a good reputation in the company and is protected by so many veterans. Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this critical juncture will not need to be dealt with by the battalion.

The veterans from the former Second Company alone can extinguish any source of trouble.

After standing and watching for a while, Chen Jun quietly pulled Li Haiyao away.

The cold wind blows on my face, and the reluctance to leave the military service season seems to turn into a cold wind, blowing people into a state of mental exhaustion.

"Comrades who are retiring are not feeling well and are reluctant to leave the barracks. You should be more open-minded. You still have to preside over the farewell ceremony to the military flag tomorrow. Don't think about it for now and have a good rest tonight."

Li Haiyao felt that Chen Jun was in a bad mood at the moment, so she comforted him softly.

"Well, I'm fine."

Chen Jun smiled and nodded, then he stretched his waist and said, "After sending off the comrades who are leaving tomorrow, they will be promoted the day after tomorrow. The higher-ups are trying to reduce and eliminate the negative impact of too many comrades retiring as soon as possible."

"All these are arranged together. After the conferment of titles is completed, I will accompany you back."

"Ah."

When Li Haiyao heard this, she nodded her chin calmly. It was not that she was not expecting it, but that she had been waiting.

Li Haiyao did not persuade the camp that so many people had just retired and it might make it difficult to carry out work in all aspects.

If there was work in the camp that needed to be done, she could and was willing to wait.

All she wanted was just a word.

The next day was the official first day of December.

April 12st morning.

There was no morning exercise today. When the wake-up whistle sounded, the company commanders arranged for their personnel to wash and dress and led the team to the canteen.

This night was the most peaceful and also the most restless night.

Someone walked alone all night on the patrol route that he usually disliked to take.

It was not until dawn that I suddenly realized it.

Some people stand silently on duty in the place where they used to be on duty, changing one duty post after another, just to stand in the place where they used to be one last time.

Some people also pulled their comrades together and chatted all night.

There is only one thing for breakfast in all the canteens today, and that is mutton dumplings.

The comrades in the kitchen packed it overnight.

This time the meal time was very long, from seven to nine o'clock.

But when the sound of camel bells rang out on the broadcast in the camp, many soldiers were still reluctant to leave.

Until the military flag is welcomed and bid farewell to, until the roll call is completed, and until the departing veterans are about to board the bus.

Everyone turned around and looked at the familiar military camp, the place where they had spent their youth.

Stopped in a daze.

Goodbye, military camp.

Goodbye, youth!!
(End of this chapter)