Being able to get a letter from home here is probably every soldier's favorite thing. After being away from his friends for more than half a month, Zhao Yongqi actually misses them a lot, but naturally it is impossible to have any family letters from him.

Seeing that the soldiers were sitting in their bunks reading family letters, Zhao Yongqi, who was idle and bored, decided to start being a paparazzi, smiling and carrying a snatched camera to walk around.

"Haha, our sister is really capable, it's only been less than a month since she entered the school, and she applied for a scholarship!" Li Hu shook the letter in his hand and smiled very happily!

"My father and mother said that the old sow in the family gave birth to a litter of piglets!" Niu Jinshan was also in a good mood, with a happy smile on his face.

The peace of the family, the little things worth being happy in life, will make these soldiers guarding the borders of the motherland happy to the extreme. Think about it, the safety of their families is the best reward for their unrepentant youth.

Just when Zhao Yongqi was in a very good mood with a smile, there was a sudden sound of "tearing, tearing, tearing" the paper being forcibly torn from the corner. Like the other soldiers, Zhao Yongqi, who was a little confused, turned around and saw that there was a ball of waste paper on the ground in front of Sun Hao, and he was shaking his hands, taking out a cigarette from his pocket, and lighting a lighter. But because the shaking fingers were not flexible, they didn't light up a few times.

Putting down the camera in his hand, Zhao Yongqi walked over and took the lighter from him, lit a cigarette for him, sat beside him, didn't pick up the paper ball, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Hao, what's wrong?

Sun Hao lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, but did not answer.

The soldiers in the barracks also surrounded at this moment, Niu Jinshan squatted down and picked up the ball of stationery, glanced at Sun Hao, and saw that he didn't react, so he opened it and looked at it.

There are no secrets between the brothers here, and there is no need for any secrets, the surrounding warriors naturally leaned over, and after a few glances, a few short-tempered warriors had already dropped their hats and scolded: "I grass!"

"Little Brother Qi......" Niu Jinshan handed over the letter to Zhao Yongqi with a dark face, and scolded in a low voice: "Fuck it!"

Zhao Yongqi, who was puzzled, took the letter and glanced at it, and after a while, he put it down helplessly, didn't say anything, just reached out and patted Sun Hao's shoulder.

The letter was written by the girl Sun Hao liked, to the effect that she couldn't wait and was going to get married. No matter how tactfully it is written, no matter how it is expressed, it means so much horizontally and vertically, no wonder Sun Hao is so angry.

To be honest, Zhao Yongqi didn't know how to express his feelings. I say I'm angry, but I don't know why I'm angry. said that he was sad for Sun Hao, but he didn't know how to be sad. Some of the emotional things are very innocent, but more of them are mixed with other generals.

Many people think that there is no future in being a soldier and that they are wasting their youth in vain, but who would have thought that without this group of people who are wasting their youth in vain, we would have become slaves to the country who are bullied.

However, it is fair to say that it is beautiful, but in fact it is not so easy to turn the tide of the whole society. After being away from their hometown for a long time, who can guarantee that their lovers in their hometown will always be the same? Even if they are married, they may get divorced, let alone those who have not yet married.

Zhao Yongqi, who originally wanted to say a few beautiful words to comfort him, opened his mouth a few times, but he was still speechless, except for the palm on Sun Hao's shoulder, he could only hear the angry scolding of the soldiers.

"That's enough!" Sun Hao suddenly shouted heavily: "Xiao Cui is not wrong, who made me a soldier! The fields at home need to be planted, and the old people need to be raised, and our village is already poor, is it possible that people just wait?"

Sun Hao's words instantly shut everyone up, and the silent atmosphere was like an invisible pressure, pressing everyone to death.

"Little Brother Qi, sing a song. Sun Hao suddenly said: "Don't sing happy, don't be comforting, let's not use it." Just sing a song that will make you cry, cry once, and forget it!"

"Hmm. Zhao Yongqi nodded, turned around and took the broken guitar owned by the warrior named Xu Tian, mobilized the strings, and a slightly suppressed singing voice came.

"I forgot about the first few days after separation, I liked to be alone and watched the heavy rain.

Without contact, loneliness is like a chain reaction, and if you want to be happy, you don't have the strength.

The thunderstorm world is like a disaster movie, which makes me feel sorry for me to the end.

I'm sorry, but no one has a time machine, it's over, it's not negotiable.

I hope you,

It's my exclusive memory,

In the bottom of my heart,

No matter how ugly others say.

Now I have the things,

It's you

It's half of my love.

I like you

It's my exclusive memory,

No one can,

Take you from this body of mine.

In the blockade of my feelings,

There is about you,

Never to mention,

No problem~"

Sun Hao, who was clenching his fists tightly, slowly let go with the singing, grabbing his military hat and covering his face.

There was no sound, no tears in sight, only a slight shrug of the shoulders. These are men's tears, and I don't want people to see weak tears. No one will look down on it, no one will feel weak, because this is a man, the most sincere feelings!

The snow outside the window seemed to be thicker, and the singing in the small barracks seemed to be deeper. The silent cry and the swirling notes seemed to blend together, more real, deeper, and purer.

……

Early the next morning, Zhao Yongqi saw Sun Hao's smile, although his face still looked a little haggard, but he could see that the knot in his heart seemed to have been untied a lot, and the rest would probably take time to slowly mend it.

When Sun Hao patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xiao Qi, thank you." ”

For more than a year, Zhao Yongqi has heard too many thanks and praises, but this time is the happiest time for him to laugh.

"Zhao Yongqi, Niu Jinshan!" When arranging the task in the morning, Li Yaoguo called out two names, "Today you follow me to inspect the left defense area of the mountain." ”

"Yes!" In the neat response, Zhao Yongqi was still a little excited. On the ninth day of coming to the Baogda Mountain outpost, it was finally his turn to participate in the regular mountain patrol mission.

When packing up the equipment, Zhao Yongqi said to Xiaotian: "Brother Tian, don't go." Just get me a camera and strap it over my shoulder. ”

Xiaotian shook his head and wiped the lens of the camera. At the moment, the camera in his hand is nearly half smaller than the average shoulder-mounted camera. According to Xiaotian's words, this is a camera specially used in a cold environment, otherwise it will not take long for ordinary cameras to have problems in a low temperature environment of nearly minus 30 degrees outside.

"Brother Xiao Qi, can you refuse the mountain patrol mission?" Xiao Tian asked with a smile.

", how can a soldier refuse a mission casually!" Zhao Yongqi replied without thinking about it.

"Hey, hey. Xiao Tian said with a bit of cunning: "Then how can the cameraman refuse to accept the camera?"

Zhao Yongqi, who was stunned, punched his friend in the shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile: "You guy is also the same as Brother Chao, and his speech is becoming more and more roundabout!"

Knowing that he couldn't convince Xiaotian, Zhao Yongqi was no longer reluctant, but for the sake of safety, except for Xiaotian, the other members of the camera crew did not follow and set off.

put on a white windproof snow cloak for Xiaotian, and saw that he carefully locked the camera with a special lock on the belt of his wrist, and mummified the whole person, leaving only a pair of eyes in the windproof goggles, Zhao Yongqi held the assault rifle hanging on his chest and stood in front of Li Yaoguo.

"Report, you're done!"