Chapter 9 Section IX

The war is over, and the soldiers still exist. This may be an eternal tragedy. Colonel He Zhijun, who goes to work in the office building of the military region with a briefcase and teacup every day, may be such a tragedy.Deprived of the last bit of fun of leading troops, he can only go in and out of his office honestly.Go to work, have meetings, seminars, research; leave work, go home, eat, take a shower, sleep. There are also many opportunities to join the grassroots reconnaissance team, but He Zhijun cannot speak.Otherwise, the grassroots cadres would have objections. Although he looked at the soldiers and wanted to lecture, he knew it was not his turn.

The only thing that supports him is only one belief. ——If war comes tomorrow. That's why the old man kept him; that's why he didn't leave the army.Everything is based on a war that does not know when tomorrow will come.He Zhijun felt like he was caught in a paradoxical circle - if the war came tomorrow, he would go to the battlefield; if the war did not come tomorrow, he would serve as a soldier and wait. Colonel He Zhijun, a former combat hero, waited hard. Waiting for the war that will come tomorrow, waiting for the second glory of my life.