Running on the road

Running on the road <br />In the past few years, the army was running almost every day. I couldn’t remember how many kilometers I ran. I couldn’t remember how many places I ran. Only the steps that I ran for him in Yunnan in that year still remembered clearly. Chu.
His name is Pan Yongxing, a good comrade who has a good relationship with me. When I went to the army, he had been in that place for seven years. Although I am an officer from a class, I don’t know much about the things in the army. By contrast, Pan Yongxing’s skills are very good and he is well-versed. At the beginning, I called him Pan Banchang and later changed to Pan Head.
During the training in Yunnan, Pantou and I were stationed in the wild shooting range. The shooting range was surrounded by mountains, and the outside of the mountains was still mountains. Pantou and I must get up at 5:30 in the morning, presuppose the venue in advance. At night, I slept in the truck next to the command post. Pantou took a single soldier tent and went to the mountain to keep the target and the cable. This natural shooting range without any investment is full of people and guns roaring during the day, and it is dead and quiet at night, which makes people sad and desperate. Pan head said that in the past seven years, the soldiers have spent more than three months here every year. Several comrades have sprinkled blood on this land and even left their lives here. Pan head took a deep breath and smothered his face, then spit the smoke circle slowly, squinting his eyes and staring at the distant mountains. He continued to say that my old squad leader died here. Maybe this is why he applied to come here every year.
In the summer, there is a lot of rain in Yunnan, and sometimes it is unpredictable. I am often drenched like a dog, but I have to travel in the mud, collect flags, mount targets, and drown. The most painful thing is that we must have one to go back to the wild camp to eat, and then give another meal, and say 15 kilometers. The place where the tank was rolled seemed to be very hard, but some of the surface only dried up. One foot stepped on the mud and went straight to the knee. At the beginning, I often got stuck in this quagmire, and I couldn’t laugh. Pantou saw that I was covered in mud, and I always shook my head and said, look at the military officer who graduated from this military academy. In order to bring some temperature to the food in the past, every time I run, I run like crazy, because I know that there is a brother waiting for my meal. I feel that I have never run so fast, it seems that the little bird on the roadside is not as light as my body.
Pantou and I have nothing to say, maybe it is because of the suffocation of not speaking in a world with only two people. One night, Pantou told me about his squad leader. He said: "The squad leader is surnamed Li, Guizhou. In that year, I was only a top soldier. The ninth year of the squad leader was my recruit squad leader. Because I am both sensible and Can bear hardship, the squad leader likes me very much, take me with everything, everyone calls him Lao Li, I don't dare.
"There was still a platoon leader in the shooting field that year. One day, the troops were brought back after training. Lao Li was sitting on the turret and smoking. The platoon leader stood on the tank and taught me to shoot high-altitude machine guns. The bullets were on the raft, I was excited. Sighting, aiming... Suddenly, I don’t know why a 180-degree big gun happened. The black hole’s muzzle was aligned with the platoon. I panicked the trigger and the bullet slammed out. Late, at that time, the squad leader jumped up and pushed the platoon to the tank, but he couldn’t get out of it, and the chest was hit by two bullets like the mouth of the cup. We were all scared and scared. Cried a lot, the squad leader kept twitching in the arms of the platoon leader, and forgot to cry in horror. Yinhong’s blood suddenly flowed to the ground, and I quickly took my clothes off the huge wound and took it up. Just ran, the squad leader was all blood, and the blood ran down his abdomen and my back.
"The squad slowly raised his hand on my big arm, and I choked as much as I could not run too much.
"For the next ten minutes, I was struggling to run on this small road. The platoon leader was holding the squad's ass behind. The squad leader pinched my big arm when it was tight, as if to express his pain. He has not lived for a long time.
"I took my tears and began to pray and said everything that could come to my mind. God, Buddha, Guanyin, God, Allah, but none of them responded to me, in this weedy little On the road, in this uninhabited field training ground, a veteran is fighting against death, his two comrades are fighting desperate, and the God who is watching everything does nothing. Suddenly, the squad leader grabbed my hand and began to twitch. Now, his hand is so hard to grab me that I have to stop to avoid a worse situation. I put him on a grass with a backrest and platooned to carry him back. No, there was a strange look in his eyes, and my heart beat so violently that the chest was a little bit painful. I don't want to believe this coming thing.