Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Just as Zhang Anbang's thoughts were still wandering, the program came to an end, and the host on stage began to say the transition between the programs.

The male host said, "Thank you to the comrades of the 15th Company for their wonderful performance. The military camp is a magical place. We come from all over the country and return to all corners of the country."

The female host chimed in, "Yes, we've worn military uniforms for years, and the word 'comrade-in-arms' has long been etched into our hearts. You helped me straighten my crooked cap, and I carried your heavy rifle for you."

It's the unspoken high-five in victory, and the silent yet powerful pat on the shoulder in defeat.

Male host: "Now, some of our comrades are about to leave this big family. They will carry this tacit understanding to new horizons. A thousand words are not as good as 'take care.' All the words are contained in this melody."

The two hosts said in unison, "Next, let us send them off with our most sincere songs—please enjoy the song 'Sending Off Comrades-in-Arms,' with lyrics and music by Comrade Zhang Anbang, deputy company commander of the Seventh Steel Company, and sung by all the soldiers of the First, Second, and Third Platoons of the Seventh Steel Company."

As the host stepped off the stage, Zhang Anbang led three squads of soldiers onto the stage.

The leader of the cultural troupe nudged Wang Qingrui's arm. "Old Wang, I was wondering why you specifically asked our team members to provide the music. Turns out you've got something big planned out of you. Even the field troops are starting to write songs. You're amazing."

On the other side, a singer from the regiment was also whispering to the person next to her, "Sending off comrades-in-arms, this name is very fitting. Let's see how it goes. This is the grand finale, so we can't mess it up, especially since the division leaders are all here."

These are all people who are quite familiar with Lao Wang, and they are afraid that if something goes wrong, the division leaders will be unhappy, and Lao Wang will also look bad.

As the musicians of the cultural troupe took their instruments—cellos, violins, snare drums, accordions, and more—the audience fell silent instantly.

Zhang Anbang solemnly pulled out a piece of paper, "Now announcing the list of retired personnel: Squad One... Squad Two... Squad Three... All comrades above, upon receiving this order, please pack your bags, complete the handover, and depart by ** day to return to your hometowns and continue a new journey and a new battle in your lives."

The four soldiers from the three platoons who were about to be discharged snapped to attention and saluted, "Yes, sir! We will obey orders without question."

After the four soldiers finished their salute, they shouted loudly, "Remember to call us back when you're fighting! Goodbye, dear comrades, goodbye, our beloved barracks!"

As the music began, the soldiers from the three platoons sang a song that, while not melodious, carried a sense of steely resolve and melancholy.

Sending my comrades on their journey

Two tears in silence

Camel bell ringing in my ear

The road is long and shrouded in mist.

Revolutionary career often parted

一样 分别 两 样 情

战友 啊 战友

dear brother

当 心夜 半 北 风寒

Take care along the way

Sending my comrades on their journey

The road ahead is long and arduous

The sound of camel bells spreads along the way

Mountains upon mountains, waters crisscrossing

Ambition against the wind and current

Live up to the people's upbringing

战友 啊 战友

dear brother

Wait until the spring breeze brings good news

We meet again

……

As the singing gradually faded away, there was no applause. Under the quiet night sky, the faint sound of suppressed sobs could be heard. The leaders facing the stage were also calm. Perhaps they were also thinking of the many farewells they had experienced during their military careers.

The gentle, slow singing was nothing like the stirring songs currently circulating in the military. Yet, it suddenly reminded the leaders of the vibrant faces they saw when they first went to the battlefield.

About a minute later, the teachers' applause rang out, followed by enthusiastic applause that resounded throughout the entire venue.

The host, having just received a signal from his superiors, noticed that the soldiers were a bit down. To shift the mood, he quickly returned to the stage, grabbed Zhang Anbang who hadn't yet stepped off, and showered him with praise. Finally, he asked how Zhang came up with the idea to compose the song.

Zhang Anbang had no idea that, despite receiving the system's gift and being knowledgeable in music theory, he was truly lacking in inspiration. He searched on his computer and found that this farewell song from the 1980s in his previous life was not available in this one. Perhaps it was due to the differences between worlds. He simply copied it to provide his comrades with a new way to express the song and let it shine in this world as well.

When asked the host's question, Zhang Anbang could only casually throw out a few technical terms to get by. His inspiration came from chatting with the soldiers. Fortunately, the system had instilled in him a thorough understanding of music theory, lyrics, and composition techniques, otherwise he wouldn't know how to fool anyone.

The host still wasn't going to let him off the hook. To change the atmosphere, there had to be someone who could pique everyone's curiosity, and right now he was the perfect candidate.

The host shouted into the microphone, "Did you sing well?"

Zhang Anbang realized something was wrong, and sure enough, his next line was, "One more song, want to try?"

The entire regiment shouted in unison, "One more! One more!"

Zhang Anbang was in a dilemma. He was determined to work in the military, and now that he had made progress in the military, it was fine for him to copy a poem for the event, but did he really have to try to achieve success in both literature and sports?

The host, unaware of Zhang Anbang's inner turmoil, simply assumed he didn't want to perform anymore. But what about the tasks assigned to me by my superiors if I stop performing?

Then, they turned their attention to the leaders. The pretty female host looked at the leaders with sincere eyes and said, "Commenders, the soldiers want to hear more. But it seems that Deputy Company Commander Zhang is a little shy. Why don't you give the order to give our comrades another chance?"

The division commander was also very happy today. After all, the achievements of 702 were also from his T Division, and he was beaming with pride. He then said, "Little Zhang, let's do one more. The soldiers are really looking forward to it. You're being too coy, haha."

"Yes," Zhang Anbang answered loudly. At this moment, his eyes were firm and his teeth were clenched, as if he had made a firm decision. How could the matter of transmigrating be called plagiarism? They were not even from the same world.

What if there are still inconsistencies? I guess I'll just have to trouble the experts again. Sorry.

He then ran over to the musicians in the performing arts troupe and borrowed a guitar.

Zhang Anbang, with his guitar hanging on his arm, walked up to the microphone and said, "It's not that I'm shy and don't want to sing. We're the men of the Armored Tigers, the Steel Seventh Company, the vanguard of the bloodbath. There's no such thing as being embarrassed or shy. It's just that I haven't figured it out yet."

However, since our leaders and comrades have been so accommodating, we can't refuse to accept it. Please feel free to offer your criticisms and corrections.

As the guitar began to play, Zhang Anbang's bold and unrestrained singing rang out, creating a perfect balance of strength and gentleness when combined with the guitar's soft sound.

It was a sunny morning.

The sound of pigeons whistling accompanied the reveille.

But the world is not at peace.

Even in times of peace, there are turbulent events.

Are you ready?

Soldiers

When that day truly arrives

Don't worry, Motherland.

Don't worry, my dears.

To achieve victory, I must bravely advance.

Are you ready?

Soldiers

When that day truly arrives

Don't worry, Motherland.

Don't worry, my dears.

To achieve victory, I must bravely advance.

Look at the direction the military flag is flying.

The tank fleet and aircraft advanced.

Our names were also flying above.

Young soldiers yearn to earn merit.

Are you ready?

Soldiers

When that day truly arrives

Don't worry, Motherland.

Don't worry, my dears.

To achieve victory, I must bravely advance.

Are you ready?

Soldiers

When that day truly arrives

Don't worry, Motherland.

Don't worry, my dears.

To achieve victory, I must bravely advance.

……

The song's grand and majestic momentum, its vivid and unrestrained rhythm, was like a marching step, making the officers and soldiers of Unit 702 on the entire parade ground feel their blood boil.

Talented people are everywhere. The host quickly received the script and said with great emotion, "Thank you, Deputy Company Commander Zhang, for your performance. Yes, even in peacetime there are turbulent times, but our young soldiers are already prepared."

The female host said, "The song is filled with a complex mix of emotions, including determination, pride, vigilance, and a sense of mission. It reflects our soldiers' cherishment of peace and demonstrates our fearless commitment in the face of challenges."

The male host said, "Yes, the song is infused with the passion of youth and the yearning for honor. It is a heroic and resolute act of defending the country and bravely advancing for victory. It expresses deep affection for the motherland and loved ones, as well as trust in comrades fighting side by side."

The two hosts concluded, "Let us thank all the performers for their wonderful performances, and wish our comrades who are about to retire all the best and great success in their careers. This farewell party has now come to a successful conclusion. Please take your belongings back in an orderly manner."

Remarks:

"Camel Bells," also known as "Sending Off Comrades-in-Arms," ​​was written and composed by Wang Liping and originally sung by Wu Zenghua. It was an interlude in the film "The Prisoner in Handcuffs," released in 1980, and was included in the "Echoes of 33 Years—100 Golden Songs of Mainland Pop Music 1979-2011" list. Dao Lang released a cover version on January 6, 2004, included in his album "The First Snow of 2002."

"When That Day Truly Comes" features lyrics by Wang Xiaoling and music by Wang Luming. The song has multiple vocal versions and was composed in 2005. It was included in the album "Songs of Fighting Spirit Series," released by the General Political Department of the Chinese People's Liberation Army on March 21, 2006. Its main awards are as follows:

Award for Outstanding Song from the "Five-One Project" of the Publicity Department of the CPC Central Committee.

Special Award for New Literary and Artistic Works of the Whole Army.

Awarded Best Song for Combat Spirit in the Entire Army.

Award for Best Military Lyric Song in the Entire Army.

First prize in the All-Army Arts Festival.

First Prize in the Song and Dance Category of CCTV's "My Favorite Spring Festival Gala".

China Song Masterpiece Project Award.