1, the story of frontier soldiers

I am a sentry, stationed in Mohe Town, the northernmost part of China. I suddenly thought, if I attack each other, will it lead to war? After joining the army, Jiao Zhuo, the two great countries, were very strict with themselves, with excellent marksmanship, agile skills, keen observation, rigorous thinking and cold expression. It can be said that I already have the quality of special forces.

I watched each other's situation. Like me, he has the characteristics of a special soldier, but his face is colder than mine. I can conclude that he is a ruthless soldier and perhaps a man who loves war. Garrison may be all over the world. I am a man who loves war. The purpose of joining the army is to fight, and sacrifice is nothing. My hand held the gun tightly and my finger had moved to the trigger. As long as I hold it gently, everything will change.

We didn't communicate, just stared at each other and observed each other's every move. I respect soldiers, including enemy soldiers. I think I'm better than him, but I didn't have a chance to verify it because I couldn't get that order. Maybe he and I have the same idea. My hand left the trigger because I thought of love.

My parents were proud to learn that I became a professional soldier after I became a regular worker. Although I can't be around to be filial, they have no regrets and say on the phone from time to time: My parents are in good health and have the opportunity to be filial. This sentence is deceptive, but I believe it. I joined the army without telling my parents after graduating from college. I cheated them for more than two years and gave them a little salary every month. I didn't tell them the truth until the day I became a full member.

They thought I had engaged in pyramid schemes, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed at home for more than two years. When they saw the photos I sent back, they began to be proud of me. I thought of love. When I joined the army, she took the postgraduate exam. Because of the different nature of work, I slowly lost contact. According to time, she should be a mother, and she is crying in it. It wouldn't be like this.

The wind blows, bringing endless snowflakes. The wind and trees play together, and the melody is not very beautiful, but it covers all the sounds. Snowflakes are flying, blocking all views. Fighters! Fighters! My hand moved to the trigger again, ready to charge. ? No, you can't do anything to betray your country. The motherland has trained you, and you haven't made any achievements yet. No, you can't do anything to betray the people. The people raised you, but you didn't repay the society.

No, you can't do anything to betray your parents. You are the pride of your parents, and you haven't done your duty yet. No, you can't do anything to betray love. Her happiness is just what you want. No, you can't betray yourself You are a good soldier. Remove your finger again and let the snowflake hit your face. ?

Inscription: My ideal is to become a professional soldier. In this peaceful era, people who love war are not suitable for being soldiers. I didn't join the army, and I went to the society at the beginning of graduation. Maybe this is more practical. Ordinary life is about to continue, and my restless heart should be practical. Reality has destroyed my ideal, and I have no regrets. Being a qualified citizen will also have unlimited fun.

If I don't join the army, I may not be able to get love by filial piety, but at least I still have time to fight for it, and I can't compromise everything like reality.

2. The story of Neijiang soldiers stationed in the frontier.

With snow-capped mountains, plateaus, 800-mile scenery and 800-mile customs, Tibet is a bright pearl in China's vast territory. Behind this shining pearl, countless ordinary and great people are guarding it, defending it and building it. These people come from all parts of the motherland, especially Sichuan and Sichuan.

There is a name in the Tibetan military camp that you can only understand-"Old Gun". In fact, the "old gun" mentioned here is just an old artillery who is conscientious, loyal to his duties and sticks to his post for more than ten years. Last year, I joined the army from Neijiang and came to this magical place in Tibet. Like hundreds of comrades on the train in my hometown, I was attracted by the charming scenery in the western part of the motherland outside the window.

I once thought, "What kind of skills and morality can we have to defend this vast snowy area?" Later, I found the answer in gunner Zhang. Lao Zhang 15 joined the army with good discipline and military quality, which provided a vivid and powerful example for every soldier backbone in the company. Everyone called him "Lao Zhang", "Zhang Banzhang" and even called him "Zhang Cannon".

Facing a group of new recruits, he said without mind, "Just call me a veteran." Lao Zhang used to control rusty old guns. With the upgrading of equipment, the equipment that has accompanied him for many years is out of date. In order not to fall behind the times, Lao Zhang is always unwilling to walk behind others in the research of new equipment. When the expert arrived at the unit, he always humbly followed the expert for advice.

Sichuanese are studious, simple, willing to work and dare to touch hard bones. There is an unspeakable quality, and the blood of the tenacious Sichuan army flows in their bones. "3, 2, 1, ignite!" With a calm and heavy Sichuan dialect command, several shells lit up the blue sky. At this moment, the guns were deafening, and there was fog around Lengfeng. The deputy battalion commander, with a look in his eyes and a calm expression, speaks authentic Sichuan dialect.

Decades of plateau military career have stained his temples with frost, and his face has quietly climbed a touch of plateau red. He wrote his strong sense of responsibility and infinite enthusiasm for defending the country in his eyes and branded it on his chest. He often comes among us and takes the lead. On the training ground, he can always point out the disadvantages and hidden dangers of our training with a unique eye.

Soldiers can always get good grades through improvement as he says. With him on the training ground, the soldiers are always full of confidence. Our instructor is also from Sichuan. Although he is not tall, he speaks forcefully. Landing firmly and forcefully. He is strict in the training ground, never letting go of any detail, any negligence, and once he finds a problem, he points it out and criticizes it.

The steel body also has a soft feeling. At the veterans' farewell party, the instructor also shed tears when he spoke. I have always felt that Sichuan dialect can't bring feelings, but at this moment, I feel that this voice is full of deep war friendship, which is the revolutionary friendship condensed by my hometown for several years. In the army, there are many such ordinary soldiers. They are ordinary but extraordinary.

In the harsh climate and environment, I devote myself to national defense, be loyal and conscientious, stand guard for the motherland and the people, gather my firm beliefs into majestic power, and dedicate my youth and even my life to the magnificent snowy plateau. These "Mr. Six", together with the soldiers of China who defend the country, are ready to die and prepare their horses to escort the prosperity of the motherland and the peace of the people.

3. Recall Amir, a new soldier at the border post.

195 1 In the summer of, a border guard got information and a group of bandits sneaked into the Jinsha River. One day, Nawuluzi, a herder at Salier Pass in Xinjiang, married a bride from other places who pretended to be Gulantan. She is actually Gulibar, a female spy, who has been lurking when the bandit leader Lepu escaped. The arrival of the bride aroused the painful memories of Amir, a new soldier at the PLA post.

He and Gulantan were childhood friends. After Gulantan was sold by her uncle to Jiang Handal and Ripu as slaves, he was renamed Mairi Wuli, and never heard from again. In the evening, Amir accompanied platoon leader Yang to the wedding. Ancient Ribar, a fake Gulantan, knew Amir and Gulantan's childhood, so he was very close to Amir.

Since then, in order to spy on the intelligence of the border guards, the fake Guranda has repeatedly gone to the post to look for Amir, and asked him to relive the old feelings day and night. Although Amir refused to obey the discipline of the People's Liberation Army many times, she still couldn't get rid of her entanglement. This phenomenon aroused the high vigilance of platoon leader Yang, and soon discovered that she was not Gulantan that Amir loved.

Soon, according to the cable report of Bride, Serip and Jiang Handal led a small group of spies to cross the border and were annihilated by the PLA post. The next day, the border guards found two uninvited guests. The man's name is Amanbai and the woman's name is Guranda. She is the dam of the Koran that Amir loves. But platoon leader Yang discovered that Oman Bayi was the true face of the spy, and he just used the real Gulantan.

So platoon leader Yang carefully planned the real reunion of Gulantan and Amir, and they met happily in their childhood songs. When the fake Guranda's identity was exposed, they sent people to kill her, and when planning the Diao Yang competition in Barrow, they took the commanding heights as an opportunity, taking artillery and torches as figures, and cooperated internally and externally to help Rep cross the border defense line and realize his dream.

My platoon leader Yang has been cooperating, laying a tight encirclement for them and destroying the enemy. Amir and True Guranda reunited, and their wish finally came true.

4. The story of the soldiers at Xiaobaiyang outpost in frontier fortress.

From a distance, you can see a watchtower standing on an unknown highland by the Burgen River at the foot of baruch Mountain-covered with bright camouflage, and the top of the tower is flying with a five-star red flag; Several soldiers are on sentry duty with guns on their backs, which looks terrible; There is a poplar tree in front of the tower, shining silver in the sun. This is the famous little white poplar post.

"There is a little white poplar beside the pillar ..." The famous military song "Little White Poplar" must have been sung by many people, and this song originated from this little white poplar post on the border between China and Kazakhstan. Xiaobaiyang Post, formerly known as Tasti Post, is a frontier post in Yumin County, Tacheng, Xinjiang.

After Chen returned to the company, his comrades-in-arms were very moved when they learned about it, so they planted saplings beside the barracks with him. Due to the drought and lack of water at the post, the soldiers had to carry water in the Burgan River, one kilometer away. Although the soldiers carefully water it every day with the water saved by washing their faces and brushing their teeth,

However, Populus alba was devastated by drought, sandstorm and cold, and died one after another. Only one of ten poplars survived tenaciously. This little white poplar thrives under the careful care of the soldiers, accompanying the soldiers guarding the frontier day and night.

1In the summer of 983, Liang Shangquan, a famous poet and ci writers, came to Xinjiang border guards for a tour. He was moved by Xiao Baiyang's deeds and wrote Song Xiao Baiyang. 1984 On the day of the Army Day, Yan Weiwen sang "Little White Sheep" for the first time at the August 1st celebration party held by CCTV, which made his motherland famous. Tastigang, from now on, was called Xiaobaiyanggang.

Since then, Xiaobaiyang has become a symbol of border guards, and Xiaobaiyang post has become the spiritual home of border guards. Approaching the post, the big word "selfless dedication to defend the country and defend the border" outside the door is very eye-catching, and the reverence in my heart has already emerged. The team members walked gently into the yard of the post and planted the famous poplar tree in the backyard. On the tall tree trunk, the big red word "Little Populus euphratica guarding the frontier" came into view.

It is engraved with the names of many soldiers who have left. How many soldiers have worked hard to raise this poplar tree! The team members took a bucket of water from the Bulgan River and lined up to water the poplars in turn. Then, we sang the song "Little White Poplar" loudly under the poplar trees. Farewell to Xiaobaiyang post, we came to Delicious Company where border guards lived.

Every year, when new recruits join the army, company cadres will take them to Xiaobaiyang post to take an oath and tell the story of Xiaobaiyang. When the veterans are demobilized, the company will hold a farewell ceremony of the military flag at Xiaobaiyang post, and burn the ceremony together with the life of Xiaobaiyang post into a CD for the veterans. This is undoubtedly a treasure in the memory of soldiers.

5. The story of Feng Li, a border guard.

Feng Li, an old soldier, saw a newspaper article named "Zhuangzai Shahai Veteran Village" in the ward and fell into memories. Shortly after the founding of New China, Li Feng, as the head of the Hero Corps of the First Field Army, was able to attack and defend, and led Zhang Yuanfa, Sheng Chengfu, Yao Dayong, Guo Xuecheng and others to March into Xinjiang, cross the desert, and wage fierce battles with the Kuomintang troops stationed in Hotan. In the battle, Sheng Chengfu was smashed to break his spine, and Bird lost his right arm to protect Li Feng.

After the liberation of Xinjiang, the Heroes Corps took root in the frontier, built the frontier and married the female soldiers who came to Xinjiang. Liu Deshou died in the desert to protect grain seeds, but his wife Jujube Peanut became a vegetable after giving birth to her daughter Liu Xing in the earthquake. Feng Li was transferred to Beijing, and decided to take Liu Xing away, renamed Li Xing to take care of him, but left his son Li Liang to Zhang Yuanfa.

After many years, Li Xing learned everything and decided to take Li Mo, the son of a cadre in Beijing to help Xinjiang, back to the Veteran Village. Many years later, I learned about Li Feng's death at the Baijia Banquet and brought the ashes back to the Veterans Village. In front of Li Feng's tombstone, people stationed in the frontier and their descendants saluted Li Feng.

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