Chapter 2 second quarter

At the provincial capital station, under Caizha’s Arc de Triomphe, there was a din of gongs and drums.The stuffy tank train was slowly stopping at the platform. The welcoming young pioneers had lovely smiling faces and bright flowers. The Yangko team flags were fluttering and red silk was flying. The leaders of the military region and local leaders who came to welcome them stood beside the platform. Lin Qiuye dragged He Xiaoyu to run among the crowd, she was out of breath.Fifteen-year-old He Xiaoyu urged her anxiously: "Hurry up! There are too many people here, we will lose sight of Dad!"

"What are you in a hurry for? Your father is home this time, why can't he see him?" Lin Qiuye said with a smile, wiping his sweat. "Aunt Lin! He Xiaoyu!" Liu Xiaofei yelled, "You guys are here too!" "Hey!" Lin Qiuye said with a smile, "Xiao Fei! Where's your mother?" "She can't squeeze in!" Liu Xiaofei's brow was covered with sweat, "She said she would go home and cook, and wait for my dad to go back to eat! Let me pick my dad up!" "Xiao Fei has become an adult now!" Lin Qiuye smiled, "From now on, we, Xiao Yu, should help and take care of us at school!"

Liu Xiaofei glanced at He Xiaoyu and laughed, "Don't worry, Auntie!" "Who wants him to take care of you!" He Xiaoyu gave Liu Xiaofei a look and pulled Lin Qiuye in. "This kid!" Lin Qiuye smiled wryly, "Why are you so rude? Xiaofei, let's go—" Liu Xiaofei smiled and waved his hands. The stuffy tank truck stopped slowly, and white mist was sprayed from the front of the car.The car door did not open, and the welcoming crowd was stopped outside the cordon.Lin Qiuye was pulled to the first row by He Xiaoyu, and the pickets were sweating profusely, arm in arm, forming a human wall, shouting: "Back! Everyone back! You can't pass without orders!"

"My father is in the car!" He Xiaoyu shouted confidently. "Their dads are in the car!" the picket leader yelled. He Xiaoyu took a look at the relatives who came to welcome her, they all shed tears like rain, and snorted and fell silent.Lin Qiuye lifted her sweaty hair and looked anxiously at the door of the stuffy tank car as if trying to see through the door.Another team of picket fighters ran along the rear of the car, leaving two soldiers like nails at the door of each car, and then continued to run over. A major stood next to the car with an order and shouted: "According to the previous command of the military region - all combat companies of the troops participating in the war are not allowed to get off the car! Go directly back to the original station for intensive training for one month!"

The soldiers in the carriage and the relatives below all burst into curses.The soldiers kicked the car door: "Open the door! Let me down!" "Mom—I'm back!" "I blew up your lousy train! Open the door!"... The relatives were all heartbroken and crying: "Why are you not allowed to get out of the car?" "Isn't the war over?" "My son—let Mom take a look—" The picket major was also very embarrassed. He looked at his relatives, picked up a loudspeaker and shouted to the car: "Comrades! This is an order from the former commander of the military region. In order to prevent accidents due to excessive excitement, the former commander of the military region and the local police The agencies jointly made this decision! You are all heroes from the battlefield, and you are all doing well!"

The soldiers became even more excited in the car: "Fuck you! I abolished you gang of pickets!" "We're going home! Why don't you let us go home—" "Let me get out of the car, or I'll kill you ——" "You didn't kill me even in the hail of bullets, how dare you order me as a small picket?!"... The major picket lowered his head, then raised it again: "Don't get out of the car, this is an order!" The soldiers were pounding on the door and yelling and cursing passionately, and the generals who pointed forward got out of the car from behind.The old man shook off the hands of the white and fat local cadres who came to greet him, and walked directly to the carriage.

"Chief!" The major saluted. The old man took the loudspeaker: "I am the deputy commander of the A military region." The shouting soldiers gradually fell silent when they heard the old man's old but serious voice.There was only sobbing in the carriage, and someone pleaded occasionally: "Chief, let's get off the car...I miss my mother..." "You are all soldiers!" the old man said loudly, "A soldier must look like a soldier! Why are you crying and yelling? You kick the car door? Trains are state property. Who wants to blow up a train? Let me see if I blow up one!"

There was no sound in the car, and no sound at the station. "What do the political commissars of each army do?!" The old man asked sharply, "What do the instructors and instructors do?! Why can't I get off the car now? Didn't I tell you?! Now I order that all military and political officers of the army Bring me the team and gather in the carriage!" In the silence of the carriage, which suppressed the huge war power, the voice of shouting gradually sounded, and the sound of noisy footsteps stepped on the boards in the carriage.The family members were heartbroken and suppressed their crying.

"Report to the chief! The Great Gong Company has assembled—" the officer's hoarse roar came from inside the carriage. "Report to the chief! The offensive and defensive company has assembled—" "Report to the chief! The Spike Reconnaissance Brigade of Military Region A has assembled—" ... The old man nodded: "Very well, the army should look like an army! You are the People's Liberation Army, not bandits! You are not allowed to get off the car just to maintain the image of your People's Liberation Army! You have just come down from the battlefield and have not yet adapted to the peaceful environment! Your brains are still tied to war, and you haven’t thought about how to deal with the problem of a peaceful environment. If you do this, something will happen! Learn how to survive in peace first, and then leave the barracks to meet your relatives! I will send you to the battlefield , but I don't want to send you to the execution ground!—understand?!"

The carriage was silent, only suppressed cries. "Understood?!" The old man asked loudly again. "Understood!" A roar came from inside the carriage that shook the platform. "All there—face the door, salute—" the old man shouted.He put down the microphone: "Drive, open the door." The family members eagerly looking forward to their loved ones cried.Lin Qiuye cried so much that she almost suffocated, He Xiaoyu supported her and cried, "Dad—" A dozen car doors were all opened at the same time. With swarthy faces, sparkling eyes, and golden military emblem collar flowers, the young men who are so distressed face their relatives on the station and salute with their right hands.

The numerous military medals on his chest are dangling on his young and thin body. The old man raised his right hand. The picket major shouted, "Salute—" The pickets and soldiers present all raised their right hands to salute the returning soldiers. The cries of relatives shook the station, and some fainted from crying.The female soldiers who came to welcome us were also tearful, the young pioneers were silent, and the girls were sobbing. The locomotive slowly sprayed out white mist, and the wheels slowly began to turn. "Dad—dad—" He Xiaoyu cried loudly while supporting his mother. The carriage slid slowly in front of the relatives, and the heroes returning from the battlefield lined up and raised their hands to salute, accepting the review of the relatives.Tears fell silently from their young faces, and the younger fighters were all sobbing. The old man was expressionless, saluting his soldiers. Among the green, the reconnaissance brigade wearing camouflage uniforms passed in front of people.He Zhijun held back his tears with his right hand, and Geng Hui stood beside him. Geng Hui's wife Li Dongmei held the child: "Geng Hui——the son will call Dad—" Geng Hui lowered his head, then raised it again, with tears streaming down his face. Lin Qiuye and He Xiaoyu chased the train: "Old He—Old He—" "Father—" The picket fence stopped them. The carriage gradually moved away, and the doors closed again. The logistics system and government cadres who came down from behind did not hug and kiss their relatives, but went out silently along the passage opened by the pickets.Liu Xiaofei approached Liu Kai, a cadre of the logistics department of the military region, and said, "Dad, you're back!" Liu Kai smiled bitterly: "Let's go, don't let those family members scold you." Liu Xiaofei lowered his head and followed his father out. He Xiaoyu supported his crying mother who was almost in shock: "Mom—why didn't you let Dad get out of the car?" "My child, you are still too young to understand..." Lin Qiuye cried while standing with his support on the wall. "Notify the troops, every day is a queue training, and sing "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" to me ten times a day." The old man sighed and said, "Strengthen management, clean up the guns and ammunition hidden by some soldiers, and don't give them any punishment. From the battlefield Instead, we have a tougher psychological battle to fight." Liu Yongjun nodded. "When the tiger goes down the mountain, it is destined to pull out its teeth first!" The old man sighed sadly.