Chapter 126 Chapter 126 Leave

I get in the car and leave. The people in the car didn't say a word, and he understood the reason why the deputy chief of staff also came from the battlefield. He handed me a cigarette—the only time I've ever seen a cadre give a soldier a cigarette. He tossed the lighter to me. I lighted and didn't smoke. I put the smoke on the window and watched the smoke and dust being blown away by the wind. I didn't look back. I know, seeing this, I really can't leave. real. Many years later, because of writing this novel, I mentioned the General Hospital of the Military Region again.

Mention those naughty little female soldiers. When I close my eyes, I think of the General Hospital of the Military Region. When I walked out of the house, I saw a real military hospital. It was still those little female soldiers who came and went like a bird. It's just that no one knows how their stories, their love, and their youth flow in these green years. No one will ever fully know what kind of world is in the hearts of these little female soldiers. I don't know how far forever is. But I know, always in our vow of youth, always feel not so far away. Seems like an easy thing to do.

You say, don't you? In the days when I just bought a car, I often drove to the mountains in the suburbs for a ride.No one with me, just one person.I would drive for a long distance on the winding mountain road, and then get out of the car and look from a distance, as if the mountains here are not much different from the mountains in my memory.Fog, terraced fields, an old man herding sheep, lush mountains, and of course, tractors passing by on the road from time to time.Sometimes there is an old lady sitting on it, sometimes there is no one, sometimes it is a young daughter-in-law, and sometimes it is a group of little children.

I will stand on some similar mountain roads, and one stop will last for a long time. It's not a memory, it's a trance. The advantage of being a freelancer is that no one urges you to go to and from get off work, and you can do whatever you want after finishing the work in hand.Free and unrestrained, sometimes I really have nothing to do. When I am bored, I like to drive around. The first time I was in a trance here, I was still with the girl who looked like Xiaoying. It was the summer when she had just finished her final exam, and I took her out to relax.We listened to John Lannon rock and flirted with each other—I always do that with girls I just met.

At that time she had been to my house and knew that I had been a soldier. That's all, she has little interest in the military. I was driving up the hill and passed a truck. Another one passed by. Then came another one. A convoy stopped halfway, needless to say, it was a military convoy.It may be a field army unit that came out for training or participated in a certain exercise, and was on the way to the top.Trucks and jeeps with big buttocks covered in camouflage nets, sentries in steel helmets and camouflage uniforms scattered around holding 81 guns, the cauldron of the cooking team is steaming, and several cooks are arrogantly calling for more firewood , so a few small privates ran around, the cadres smoked and talked under the shade of the trees, and the soldiers watched my car pass by curiously in the car (I know it’s because there is a beautiful girl in the car), Or standing on the side of the road and watching my car pass by with the same expression.

They are not special forces, I know that. But their dark and thin faces, honest and curious expressions, are familiar to me. Their license plate numbers also belonged to my military region back then. Although the code numbers were changed many times later, the principle and general sequence are the same. I drove to the front and stopped. "What's wrong?" the girl asked me. I shook my head, only to look back again. "Meet someone you know?" She also turned her head, "Your comrade in the army?" She always felt strange when she said the word "comrade".

I shook my head again. "What's the matter?" I smiled and got out of the car without saying anything. She also got out of the car. I took off my sunglasses, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar convoys, and watched the soldiers coming and going in camouflage uniforms, steel helmets or bare heads. Look at the curious expression on their faces looking at me and the girl. Watching the cooker's big spoon stir in the cauldron. I rely on!I have a sore nose. I turned my face and saw Xiaoying again—I was shocked at that moment. "What's wrong with you?" Xiaoying asked me.

I just came back to my senses, it's not Xiaoying, I can always see things. "It's okay, let's go." I want to get in the car. A small soldier ran over wearing a helmet and carrying an 81 gun, and saluted me: "Comrade! Our battalion commander asks if you have anything to do?" I shake my head. Xiaobing's dark and thin face was full of vigilance: "Then why are you staring at us?" I smiled and pointed to the cadres under the shade of the tree: "Just tell them that I was a soldier. My unit number is... unit. Go." Xiaobing looked at me suspiciously, his bird appearance was the same as mine back then.

He went anyway. I just smiled and watched him go to report to the cadres. The cadres just looked at me, and then they all smiled, with kindness and surprise in their eyes.I am not surprised by this, the reputation of the birds of our dog head brigade is known to the whole army, as long as they are army cadres in our military region, it seems that there is no one who does not know our army number. A young major -- obviously their battalion commander -- waved enthusiastically, asking me to come and chop the mountain. I just looked at him with a smile and waved my hands. He made a chic American military salute to me, and now the cadres of the field army also watch pirated discs.

I returned an American military salute. Then, I put on my sunglasses and got in the car. I drove away from the convoy of military vehicles silently. The girl didn't ask me anything. I didn't say anything either. The music in the car was still playing, still John Lannon. I forgot what song it was, it seemed like a soft rock. The line of chariots was getting farther and farther behind me. Finally out of sight. At this time, it began to rain from the sky, and the wipers swished. None of us speak. She knew what was going on in my heart. In fact, there is only one sentence in my heart, an inexplicable emotion.