A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 122: The loneliness of the th Steel Company, tears streaming down at night

In the conference room, the chief of staff and several officers were sitting or standing in the large conference room with heavy faces, waiting for the arrival of Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo.

A long piece of ash has burned out from a cigarette between the chief of staff's fingers.

Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo finally came in, wearing very formal attire and solemn expressions.

Gao Cheng's expression was expressionless: "Captain Gao Cheng of the 7th Steel Company reports in!"

Hong Xingguo said solemnly, "Instructor Hong Xingguo of the Seventh Steel Company reports in!"

An officer was shaken slightly by their shouts and moved to cover a booklet on the table.

But Gao Cheng's eyes had already glanced over there.

Gao Cheng's words and eyes were like knives. The chief of staff sighed secretly and said, "There are no instructions. The order has been issued and it's on the table."

Gao Cheng walked straight to the table and opened the thin book. It read:

"Organizational Reform Plan for the 7th Armored Reconnaissance Company of the 353rd Regiment: First Phase Personnel Allocation List."

The first name that jumped out was instructor Hong Xingguo, who was changed to the instructor of the Ninth Company of C Regiment.

The next one is a group of veterans, Ma Jun, whose service period is about to end and they are being demobilized early.

He transferred from the Red Third Company, but was screened out and retired before he had even stayed there for a year.

Perhaps if he hadn't turned around, his future would have been the same.

He only studied in the sixth grade of elementary school.

Gao Cheng flipped through the pages one by one, feeling his heart getting colder.

As the breeze blew, the two ostentatious flags of the 7th Steel Company seemed a little powerless.

Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo watched the chief of staff who brought the bad news leave. Hong Xingguo stretched out a hand in a daze. Gao Cheng understood and gave him a cigarette. However, when he tried to light it, he tried four or five times but failed. Hong Xingguo's mouth and hands were shaking violently.

The two officers who were shaking beyond words finally gave up, and Hong Xingguo crumpled the cigarette in his hand into a ball.

There were bursts of laughter and noise coming from the soldiers outside, but it seemed very far away.

"We'll hold a party tomorrow, and I'll be in charge of organizing it. We have to take both military discipline and public opinion into consideration," said Hong Xingguo.

Gao Cheng just hummed.

Hong Xingguo said in a trembling voice, "More than 30 people must leave quietly. We can't send them off. We can't have the ceremony we used to. If we send one-third of them off at once, it will definitely disrupt the morale of the troops."

All those who have been discharged from the army and those who have been reorganized will be thrown out.

Some went to be discharged from the army, and some were disbanded.

This is just the first list.

There will be a second batch, a third batch, until...

The entire 7th Steel Company was completely disintegrated.

Gao Cheng felt his heart was bleeding, and he was still a little lucky that the order had not come.

Now, when I saw this order, I suddenly felt that the sky before my eyes had darkened.

He had breakfast in the morning, but he experienced what it meant to be truly powerless.

The kind where my legs feel weak even when I walk.

Everyone knows about veterans, but not many people do.

However, this reorganization resulted in the large-scale disintegration of an entire company.

Morale will be shattered in an instant.

The soul of his 7th Steel Company will be completely extracted and dispersed.

The anger in Gao Cheng's eyes turned into powerlessness, and powerlessness turned into decadence.

Everything was gone, everything he had worked for, the company he had built.

His soldiers.

His 7th Steel Company.

He never abandons or gives up.

Now, the company has abandoned these soldiers and given up these classes.

Gao Cheng rubbed his eyes. This iron-blooded man was actually choking up at this moment. "I'm always sorry for you. I always put you down."

Hong Xingguo smiled happily and said, "I am the instructor. The instructor is there to assist you in your work. How could you suppress me?"

Gao Cheng choked up and looked off into the distance. "I fouled in basketball, used dirty tricks in chess, and made eye contact with my opponent at card games. They all knew that if they messed with the instructor, it would be fine, but if they messed with the company commander, they'd be in trouble, so they all helped me mess things up."

Hong Xingguo laughed heartily, trying his best to make the atmosphere less depressing. "You're the company commander, the top man in the 7th Steel Company. You can't lose."

Gao Cheng then punched Hong Xingguo hard: "Don't disgust me."

Several soldiers came in with the ball, and Hong Xingguo stomped on Gao Cheng in return.

He turned and smiled kindly at the soldier.

Gao Cheng turned around and looked at Lian Qi, his back seemed mature and steady.

When the order came down, he seemed to see the flag of the Seventh Company waving at him, as if saying its final farewell.

Over the years, he has seen people come and go.

He thought that his hard-heartedness had become the norm, but when the order came that the entire Steel Company 7th be dismantled, he realized that his hard-heartedness was just dried-out foam.

A slight hit will break it into pieces.

"Give me back my cigarettes." Gao Cheng looked at Hong Xingguo with a heavy heart.

Hong Xingguo paused, lowered his head and took out the box of soft Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket.

"It's a good thing Shi Jin transferred to another company, otherwise even if he survived the first round, he wouldn't be able to withstand this round."

Gao Cheng said with a smile, trying to find joy in the midst of suffering.

Hong Xingguo just stood quietly by the side, looking at the dust in the distance.

A lot of comradeship was dismantled in this way.

There will never be the three words "Steel Seventh Company" again.

"Seventh Brother, take your time. I'm going to tell the quartermaster to prepare a feast tonight!"

"Prepare the best meal for these guys!"

As if unable to bear the gloom emanating from Gao Cheng from head to toe, Hong Xingguo made an excuse to go to the cafeteria.

Gao Cheng finally lit a cigarette this time and leaned against the door, staring blankly ahead.

The two patrolmen took a look from a distance and walked away without looking back.

Dangerous, dangerous, too dangerous!
As patrol officers, they instinctively sensed the hidden danger in Gao Cheng.

"Don't come to the Seventh Company area these days. I really can't stand being beaten."

"That's what I meant. Let's go."

-

Feng Yuxiu sat alone at the edge of the training ground, looking at the trees in the distance.

The fact that the Seventh Company was going to be reorganized did not cause him any psychological fluctuations.

He was used to separations and deaths, so such a small matter did not cause any waves in his heart.

But now, he needs to think carefully, where will he go after the Seventh Company is disbanded?
Where would the regiment headquarters let him go?
Now that I think about it, Grassland Class 5 is actually pretty good, except for the lack of an infirmary.

This is also the main reason why he started to forge the seven tendons and eight meridians after coming to the Seventh Company.

If you break your arm in the fifth squad of the grassland, you can easily die in that place.

"Time, I need time."

It would take him at least a year to completely forge the tendon, and this was a two-pronged effort on his part.

It should be done every day, otherwise once the tendons become weak and contracted, there will be no chance to compress them again.

People only have one chance in their life, if you miss it, you will have no chance at all.

"Third Master, why are you here? The quartermaster is calling us and says there will be a big dinner tonight." Bai Tiejun sat down and looked into the distance and said.

"Call me squad leader." Feng Yuxiu suddenly felt that the name "Third Master" was a bit disgusting.

"Yes, squad leader." Bai Tiejun stood up straight, then squatted down and laughed. "But squad leader, today's meal is really good. I just checked the trucks carrying the food in the cafeteria. They have seafood, pork knuckles, chicken, duck, fish and meat. There are even three trucks of Tsingtao beer."

"I can show off tonight." Feng Yuxiu nodded lightly.

"Sergeant, do you think many people left?" Bai Tiejun sighed gloomily.

Feng Yuxiu didn't say anything. He suddenly felt that the earth wall in the distance was very low, so he jumped out with a slight jump.

"But now I finally understand why those who are retiring are with those who are leaving. It makes the journey less sad to have companionship." Bai Tiejun lay on the ground, picking up fine dust with his hands and lifting it up.

But a gust of wind blew them all over his body and mouth.

"Cough cough cough...Pfft pfft pfft..." Bai Tiejun spitted heavily, "Squad leader, I'll go take a look first."

Feng Yuxiu looked at Bai Tiejun's back. His assessment results were re-evaluated by the second batch of assessment officers from the division headquarters, and were considered good results.

This was also because Feng Yuxiu's hard work in training him in the early stages saved Bai Tiejun from the fate of being retired early.

-

At the canteen entrance, soldiers from the seventh company were moving food and beer from the truck under the command of the quartermaster.

He stared silently, without any happy expression.

"Hey, look at the 7th Steel Company. They are truly the best in the entire regiment. They crush us in everything. Look at these ingredients. Oh my god, they're making me drool."

The soldiers passing by stood up straight and looked at the food with salivating eyes.

"Get away from here, everyone! Your company has no food? Get out of here!"

The quartermaster drove away the soldiers who were watching the fun.

His temper has become very bad today, like a powder keg, and he might explode at any time.

"Hurry up, I'm talking to you!"

The quartermaster kicked the two soldiers who were chatting and sent them crawling to the ground.

"If anyone makes me not ready in time today, I will break his bones! Hurry up!"

He turned around and walked in with two basins of grapes.

Several soldiers were arranging banners and streamers in the cafeteria.

There was only the sound of pulling tables, chairs and benches.

The quartermaster raised an eyebrow and threw down the grapes. "Is this a fucking morgue? Are you guys cleaning up the mourning hall? Where's the music? Turn up the fucking radio! Fuck!"

"Let me tell you, I'm not as good-tempered as the company commander or instructor. If anyone messes with me tonight, I'll break your legs!"

"I'm talking to you. Why the hell are you crying like that? Is your dad dead? Turn up the music!!"

"Who the hell told you to release the sad Pacific Ocean? Release the happy one."

An introductory song began to echo in the cafeteria.

"The cold wind blows the fallen leaves, the army is a green flower, dear comrades, don't miss home, don't miss your mother..."

The quartermaster turned fierce, "Boy, are you torturing me?"

The soldier handling the tape recorder trembled with fear and hurriedly pressed the next switch button.

The music became melodious and lingering, with a hint of warm tones.

"Flowers once told me how you walked.

The earth knows every corner of your heart, sweet dreams.

No one will miss it, and we finally welcome this happy gathering moment today.

We have walked through thousands of rivers and mountains.

Every encounter and smile is engraved in each other's memory, on sunny and happy days.

We held hands and had so much to say, and the starlight filled our childhood..."

The banner at the venue read: "Farewell to comrades in arms, miss comrades in arms and wish comrades in arms."

The quartermaster nodded, turned around and walked out to continue directing the moving of things.

It's time for dinner. The troops training on the playground are already heading to the cafeteria following the dinner calls.

"There is a truth that does not need to be explained..."

Feng Yuxiu followed the crowd in and sat at the edge of the corner.

The big pot of food on the table was steaming with a fragrant aroma, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, fruit, beer, and cigarettes.

Everyone vaguely felt that this was no longer the army, but they were attending someone else's wedding.

The soldiers who retired last time have become more open-minded. After all, they did not take part in the assessment this time and the results are already known, so they are not too worried.

They all sat leisurely at the table, looking at the soldiers in the distance.

Everyone is waiting to see how many people will leave this time and who will leave this time.

Only Ma Jun walked in, and immediately everyone's eyes turned to him.

Feng Yuxiu was a little surprised. Why did Ma Jun, such a top student, want to retire from the army?

The company commander had worked so hard to recruit him from the Red Third Company.

Are you leaving so quickly?

Everyone in the company was sitting quietly in the cafeteria, with only the soft sobbing sounds of the soldiers who had just entered.

As soon as Ma Jun entered the room, Hong Xingguo and Gao Cheng stood up for him, followed by a warm applause. This was a signal, and the applause from the whole company suddenly became lively.

Amid the applause, Ma Jun finally saw the words on the banner clearly.

However, he was like an illiterate and did not seem to know a single word.

Slowly, the applause died down.

"Just... so soon?"

Ma Jun pretended and tried to smile, but suddenly squatted down.

Everyone seemed to be looking at him.

Suddenly, Ma Jun opened his mouth and cried loudly without restraint.

The first batch of names were gradually found by the squad leaders of each squad and given to their respective soldiers.

Among those who retired this time were the squad leaders of the Seventh Company.

They also face the same ending as before.

The farewell party of the Seventh Company finally developed into random hugs regardless of rank or class due to alcohol, sorrow and separation.

A soldier jumped on the table with a microphone and screamed I will miss you! I promise I will miss you!
Before he could finish shouting, people knocked him down.

Amidst the hugging crowd, there were cries, laughter, and curses, all mixed together. Some people held up bottles of wine and shouted, "I don't want you to pay back that hundred yuan!"

Some hugged each other, patted each other's backs and cried: "If you want to come to see me, I'll give you travel expenses! Be sure to come to see me when you go back, or I'll come to see you, brother!"

Some blew one bottle after another: "We are in accord. All the mistakes are my fault!"

The other one replied, "If you don't write to me, I will curse you for the rest of your life!"

"Brother, my good brother!!"

The cries and shouts were so loud that the whole cafeteria seemed to be lifted up by a heat wave.

Hong Xingguo was hugged by many people. Gao Cheng, who still had prestige, stood aside with his arms spread out, looking very embarrassed.

As the company commander, he managed the company strictly, so when the soldiers left, they had more respect for him than camaraderie.

Only Hong Xingguo was hugged by soldiers one after another.

They cried and drank, but no one ate the table full of food carefully prepared by the quartermaster.

Most of the time, I drink to drown my sorrows and cry.

Gao Cheng felt his eyes blocked, but he didn't want to show his weakness in front of these soldiers, so he just kept smoking.

"Seventh Brother, if you don't pretend to be dead now, will you die?" Hong Xingguo kicked Gao Cheng on the butt and walked over to give him a big hug.

Ma Xiaoshuai didn't know what to do. He looked around with his head down.

Gan Xiaoning and Bai Tiejun were shouting and bragging while lying on their sides with cigarettes in their mouths.

Only Wu Liuyi was lying on the table, eating food in big mouthfuls, with a banana stuffed in his mouth, making his masseter muscles swell and become round.

There was no joy or greed for the food in his eyes, but instead he was filled with anger.

anger!
(End of this chapter)