Chapter 2 1

A few days before I went to the military academy, my big size "006" was called off. This is neither my student identification number, nor is it that I have been entrusted with an important task and have an extremely glorious mission.There is a saying called "start from scratch".My military school life started from the dazzling record of shooting two bald heads with pistols and rifles and the amazing appetite of eating six steamed buns in one meal. It was an ordinary summer afternoon, a large military truck drove our group to the shooting range, and I encountered warm greetings and sincere encouragement along the way.The classmates were very friendly to me, because I was the only unlucky girl among the students who took the make-up exam, and for the first time set a double-zero record in the history of military school shooting.

In order to boost morale, several military training squad leaders took turns to lead us students who made up the exam to sing.While moving my mouth mechanically, I looked at the scenery passing by behind me, so nervous that I wanted to jump out of the car.Both the pistol and the rifle were shot with no shots and all missed the target. The results of the two bald heads made me have nightmares for several nights in a row.In the dream, it was full of war scenes of war and gunpowder, and the sound of gunfire. I was so frightened that I hid in the trench and covered my ears with my hands.All the comrades charged up, but for me, either the military training squad leader sent by the field army dragged me out of the trench and wanted to shoot me, or the military training team leader Zhu Jinliang threw a gun in front of me and yelled fiercely: "You bastard!" One! Suicide! But, with your shooting level, I doubt whether you can shoot yourself accurately."

The sky is high and the clouds are light, with a hot wind blowing.The shooting range was set up on an open, flat ground in the mountains. As soon as an order was given, gunshots rang out everywhere, and the sound of target reporting followed one after another.Holding a May 4th pistol, I rushed up the hill like a female guerrilla leader, facing the hateful enemy, the enemy was naturally imaginary, and the target was erected 100 meters away.Hearing a whistle, I yanked the trigger hard. With a "bang", the bullet flew out, and a white smoke suddenly rose from the muzzle of the gun, and there was a "buzzing" in the ears.The sound was so shocking that it seemed to penetrate my chest.After five shots, the hillside was full of dust, but the bullets did not run on the target, and they liked to be close to the plants and trees of nature.I got a bald head very simply.

"Give her five more bullets!" Commander Zhu Jinliang calmly ordered behind me.Zhu Jinliang is in his fifties, and his hair is already graying.This person participated in the war on the southwestern border in the late 1970s, and was once known as the "Military Sharpshooter".I heard that Captain Zhu will be retiring in two years. This is the last time he will lead military trainees, so the training requirements for us are extremely strict, and every move and style are absolutely unambiguous.Not long after the military training, he was secretly called "Captain Patton" by us behind the scenes.

Facing an idiot soldier like me, his brows were frowned and his face was livid.The squad leader of the military training loaded me with bullets, and once again I shot like a female guerrilla captain.I re-aimed and pulled the trigger. When the bullet ejected from the chamber, the huge aftershock hit my shoulder blade with a dull pain, and I don't know if it hit the bull's-eye.It's a pity that once again the barren mountains and ridges failed. "Five more shots!" Zhu Jinliang paced up, his eyebrows twisted into a big pimple. My hand holding the gun trembled, calm down, I can't waste the righteous bullets of the great people like this!Fortunately, this time it was not bald, one got 8 rings and the other got 6 rings.But still failed.

"Load her again, five rounds!" Zhu Jinliang stopped pacing, and stood on a high slope with his hips akimbo, the pimple between his brows turned red the size of a coin. Finally, I got a pass in pistol shooting with four times the bullets of my classmates. But there was also rifle shooting.Load, lay down, fire.Several of my preparatory actions were completed in one go.The squad leader of the military training encouraged me and said: "It's good to hit the 'bald head' just by this action!" The students all laughed.But my heart thumped for a while, for fear that his word would become a prophecy.

Fortunately, God still saved me some face, the rifle is not so embarrassing, just pass it once.When I walked down from the shooting range, my legs felt weak, and the military training uniform on my body was already half wet. On the way back from the make-up shooting exam, the sunset was in the sky, and in the swaying big truck, the students sang together: "The sunset is red and the mountains are flying, and the soldiers shoot the target and return to the camp..." The boy Liao Fan approached me and said, "My fellow, You really give us Beijingers a face! We all have 5 bullets, but you have 20 bullets, enjoy it! You must have a special talent!"

What I can do is to give him a pair of bigger, angry white eyes besides giving him a pair of angry white eyes. And that night, the glorious record of eating six steamed buns for a dinner made by me was far more powerful than those 20 bullets on the shooting range. Its influence and lethality will last for a long time in the future Word of mouth is said to live forever.This, as the person involved, absolutely did not think of it at the time. That night, whether it was a whim or an early arrangement, the leaders of the military academy suddenly came to visit our freshmen during dinner time.The dean, political commissar and his party were accompanied by Zhu Jinliang, the captain of the military training team, and went directly into the cafeteria.The dining table in our philosophy department is next to the door, and the heads and heads wandered to our side first.

The food that night was buns and mung bean soup.The steamed stuffed buns are stuffed with three delicacies, and they taste delicious and have a lot of weight.I seemed to be very hungry before dinner that day, and my stomach was already too empty for life.The target shooting was finally passed, although a lot of people's bullets were wasted by twists and turns.It may be that once my heart settles down, my good appetite will come.I ate five steamed stuffed buns in a row in a daze, and at the moment when I was having a fierce ideological struggle over whether to go to the big basin in the middle to get the sixth steamed stuffed bun, the dean had already arrived and stopped by the dining table He stopped the movement of all of us to stand up, and then greeted the freshmen at the dinner table one by one.The dean has a distinct Sichuan accent, and his words are full of concern: "Is the food good enough? Are you used to it? Eat well! Only by eating well can we win the battle!"

The students still stood up and answered the questions respectfully.When it was my turn, the dean stopped and asked very gently: "Little ghost, how many buns can you eat?" My father is from Pingchang, Sichuan. He came from Bashan Shushui.I must answer the dean's question very seriously, so as not to disappoint the friendly accent.I hesitated for a moment, and quickly calculated, how many can I eat?I don't think it's a problem for me to kill another bun.At the critical moment, my brain was still able to keep up, so I got up and reported, "Report to the dean, six."

My voice was not low, but the dean didn't seem to hear it clearly, and asked subconsciously: "How many?" I said every word: "Report to the dean, I can eat six buns." Why is the dean so surprised? No, it should be joy.Because, he couldn't help laughing soon: "Six, six is ​​good! Good, good." The dean's voice was very clear in the cafeteria.The cafeteria was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly there was a burst of violent laughter. The sound became louder and louder, rolling over the cafeteria like thunder before a storm. Most of the boys who ate at the same table as me laughed. Only one person didn’t smile, that is Deng Haiyun, a boy from Tianjin, who was sitting next to me.Squad leader Deng yelled at the people in the group, "Why are you laughing? Eat your steamed stuffed bun! My sister made a fool of myself. Well! It's fun, I don't have any class feelings." Accent, especially like to use the word "Well".Then, he leaned into my ear and sighed, "Girl, you are too real. You can't tell the whole story about yourself as soon as someone inquires. If this continues, how will you be able to marry in the future?" Unfortunately, I didn't want to argue, so he put a steamed bun on the plate in front of me, "Come on, eat, don't be sad. Well, it's not a big deal. It's just six steamed stuffed buns! Eat it." I'm frustrated, I'm sad, why is the price of telling the truth so high.At this moment, the dean's voice was loud: "Students, don't laugh, there is something funny about this. I think this female student is very honest and frank, and she is a soldier! A good appetite can make you healthy, and you can be a soldier only if you are healthy." Fight the war to defend the country. I hope that each of you can eat well and make sure that our military training mission is successfully completed!" The audience burst into warm applause, and it was still the dean who looked far ahead. So, I raised my head, summoned up the courage to reach out and picked up the buns on the plate, and put them to my mouth to chew.This is the sixth steamed stuffed bun I encountered today. I will not die, but I will face the pain and cry long live when I am hungry.I have to make these six buns live up to their name. Soon, the limericks about those six buns appeared on our blackboard newspaper.Its author is my Beijing fellow Liao Fan.I remember that Liao Fan's poem was written naturally and wittily, and I was a little overjoyed to read the poem.But now, I can't seem to remember it.Forget it, lest you remember my good appetite. Soon, the boys wrote the "six buns" into the three and a half sentences of the military training party.And, in the more than ten years after our graduation, it has become a reserved joke for the reunions and reunions of classmates in the military academy. Girls in military academies are rare, and it can be said that they are scarce.The ratio of boys to girls is almost ten to one, which poured cold water on the heads of the boys' ferocious animals.The boys in the military academy are singing in the sun. We are walking on the main road with high spirits and fighting spirit. When we turn our backs, we want to curse people. What kind of broken ground?Those revolutionary youths who are determined to defend their homeland and dedicate themselves to national defense, as well as ambitious people who want to make contributions in the military camps, can still look at the gender imbalance in front of them with an open mind. After all, they did not come to the military academy to fall in love. It is their original intention to achieve a career.But there are still quite a few boys who feel remorse as soon as they enter the gate of the military academy, and they want to bang their heads against the white wall with hatred.I saw the military quilts that the military training squad leader sent by the field troops folded into tofu cubes, and understood that this is the first homework that must be done every morning for four years. According to the regulations, and looking at the almost uniform monk army in front of them, they suddenly looked dull and dull-eyed as if their brains were starved of oxygen. To be honest, the girls in the military academy are the focus, and they can attract a lot of attention wherever they go.Boys say that there are more wolves than sheep in the military academy, and no matter how shabby a girl grows up, she will shine wherever she goes.As the focus, you say that you don't feel any joy in your heart at all, of course it is impossible.As a young girl, who doesn't want to have attention and appreciation from the opposite sex.The rate of turning heads is obviously directly proportional to your charisma index.But to be honest, such a special vision often makes girls feel a kind of unexpected embarrassment, even pressure. For example, in front of you.During the military training, the five girls in our district team gradually became the thorn in the side of the 33 boys.Our puffy round figures and sun-kissed black and red fat faces set off against the green military uniforms and red epaulets, all of us look like happy fat children in Yangliuqing's paintings.In the summer of this year, as soon as the military academy students entered school, they were catching up with another historic refit of our army.The epaulettes of the cadet uniforms were designed as two rectangular red plates.The military students wore these two bare red cards, and their military career kicked off.The boys of the district team looked at the only five girls who shuttled through the huge male kingdom, and couldn't help shaking their heads in disappointment.Seeing our heartless appearance, Zhang Xuefei, a boy from the Northeast, shook his head and sighed: "The military academy is really a ruined place. How long has it taken? The lovely girl has turned into a fat lady!" When my "006" tuba was resounding on the cusp of the storm, Hao Hao, another girl from our district team, suddenly had a nickname that swept the whole school. Amid the applause, the military training swearing-in meeting officially began.Hao Hao, who spoke on behalf of the girls, was the first to step onto the stage with firm steps.Hao Hao is of medium height, and his figure is not good enough. The waist that a girl should show is not showing, so the plump breasts and round buttocks are somewhat cumbersome. The whole person is like a round and uneven cylinder, which does not look light and vivid.But fortunately, her face was full of vigor, and her eyebrows and eyes were surprisingly handsome.A pair of thick black eyebrows are raised to both sides with dignity, and a pair of almond eyes are black and white.She combed her short ear-length hair, which is uniformly required by girls in military schools, and tied the wide military belt around her waist when she went out for exercises. Hao Hao is a three-year-old student in a key middle school in Xi'an and a cadre of the student union. She is the only child of her parents.Hao Hao's father is the divisional political commissar of the army. Facing the visiting military school teacher, Hao Hao's father said: "I am just this precious girl. I have been raised as a son since I was a child. It is precious. I will leave it to you and the army. One hundred rest assured!" So Hao Hao was sent to the military academy. As a child of a military family, Hao Hao's openness, generosity, enthusiasm and simplicity made me feel kind.But she is obviously different from me.Hao Hao seems to have inherited the revolutionary nature of her military father, who pays special attention to discipline and principles in everything. She was the first to submit a letter of application for joining the party to the organization when the military training started. This guy seems to be too fanatical in politics . Because he was so excited, Hao Hao came to the stage eagerly, like a running cannonball.After the launch was in place, Hao Hao started his speech.Perhaps it was the reflection of the lights on the stage, which shone so brightly that Hao Hao seemed to have a little sun hanging on each of his cheeks, bright and moving. Hao Hao on the stage gave a speech full of emotion: "...the reality is cruel. When the military training started, I couldn't help but want to shrink back. Facing a series of high-intensity training, I have a strong fear of difficulties. Emotions. Think about it, one like me, one..." Hao Hao hesitated, probably unable to think of the word that was prepared in the speech.I saw her flicking her short hair, and said impromptuly: "A girl like me, a - fragile - fragile girl, has to deal with..." A burst of moderate laughter suddenly broke out in the auditorium.Then, the laughter didn't stop, but it was like an introduction, and a series of firecrackers were lit all the way. After that, the auditorium became chaotic, and the laughter like crackling firecrackers rang out. "Weak and windy" - God!The laugh lines all over my face were about to burst, but I still tried my best to restrain myself.My classmate Hao Hao, we never said this sentence when we practiced in the audience.No wonder everyone is laughing. Among the freshmen in this class, we are the two who are strong and radiant and are the most unqualified to use the word "fragile".Even "towering white poplars out of water and hibiscus" can be greeted by you, but "weak and weak" can't, we don't have such modesty. At this time, Hao Hao on the stage obviously heard it clearly, and there was actually that bad boy who didn't learn well clapping his hands.Hao Haoteng paid a military salute, then widened his eyes, and gave a hard look to the place where there were sporadic applause. Hao Hao came down from the stage with a flushed face and sat in the empty seat next to me.He was not breathing evenly, he was wheezing, and his nasal sound was quite heavy.I stretched out my hand to hold her hand, it was hot, my God, it couldn't be a fever.In fact, my judgment was correct. Hao Hao developed a high fever that night. Since then, no matter where Hao Hao went, the whispers of "weakness" followed him. What followed were high-pitched speeches from various quarters.There were those who talked about the history of the revolutionaries with tears, some who expressed their grand determination to devote themselves to national defense sonorously, and those who enthusiastically expressed their infinite love for our military academy and their beautiful longing for the life of the military academy that is about to begin.The high-octave sound sounds a bit like a stage play, making it difficult to resonate and immerse yourself in it.Just when I was squinting my eyes and my attention was wandering, I heard a sudden drop in decibels, a deep and thick male voice was speaking—— "...I'm from the west of Anhui, half south but not north, in the west of Anhui, in the Dabie Mountains. With the Yellow River as the boundary, I'm from the south, and with the Yangtze River as the boundary, I'm from the north..." I raised my head, my gaze Look for it on the rostrum.What kind of person did the story-like opening remarks heard in this novel network come from?The boy's face is not very outstanding, his eyebrows are too thick, and the center of the brows is a little hairy.She has single eyelids and her eyes are not big, but her eyes are quite sharp, and there is a scorching heat in front of her.The nose is not straight enough and the lips are thick.When there is a pause in the middle of the speech, the lips are involuntarily stretched, looking stubborn.This is obviously a leopard-like man, with a tall body and broad shoulders, projecting a full masculine aura, which cannot be underestimated.