Some stories in the army had already happened when I was young or even before I was born.

It's just that there's no chance for everyone to know.

So when a soldier heard a story, he could slam the table and shout: "Similar things happened in the place where I joined the soldier!"

Then there was a legend about a veteran back then...

If you think about it carefully and try to verify it, maybe these two soldiers who have been soldiers are talking about the same story?

It was just because the way of knowing was different, so the story was changed into background, changed into characters, and even made a harsh legend.

But I want to tell here that those old stories in the army, although they are so fancy and whistle-like on the outside, they are mostly true in their bones!

The reason is nothing else - a group of grassroots soldiers who are big-headed soldiers cannot see anything fifty kilometers outside the barracks, and at most, they are a high school graduate. Occasionally, a college student appears like a giant panda Chinese sturgeon...

After one day, I was exhausted from training exercises and all kinds of service that could not be said and not said. Who is in the mood to make up stories and make up a joke?!

So after listening to many old stories of one kind or another, I became a little thought - why not write down these old stories?

Regardless of whether he spread rumors or not, it is a fantasy.

Just let everyone listen to it?

Then on a certain occasion, I also patted the table like this?

Maybe, the person sitting opposite can slap the table and tell you another story of the same strangeness...

The same sentence is true, some stories are different in appearance, but in their hearts, they are the most real!

It is enough that the story can be said like this!

Enough!

Missile Veteran

What is the name of the missile veteran? I won’t say much about it here.

He is already a gray-haired old man. Now he is taking a retirement salary and carrying a fishing rod to the wild field with no time. He pulls the old man opposite the door to kill a few games of chess. His life is quite peaceful.

I don’t talk about those pasts and I don’t feel the vicissitudes of the past after storms and waves. I am just an ordinary old man.

Speaking of this story, it was entirely because one time, Bentu went to the courtyard to find a comrade to have two drinks. After meeting a missile veteran in the yard, he was so polite that he said, and took a piece to eat and drink.

There are no good wine and good dishes, but a plastic barrel of bulk beer, a serious military-purpose plastic barrel, which is 25 kilograms, equivalent to 50 yuan.

I brought two pairs of grilled lamb chops from the barbecue stall on the street, and a few home-cooked braised dishes and cold dishes.

They are all their own brothers, so there is no need to make seven plates and eight bowls. Eat and drink casually, mainly just to brag together and try to be happy!

The missile veteran was not polite. He hadn't eaten a few sips of wine, but he ate a few pieces of lamb chops. It was really a matter of young retired military men who admired the old seniors as long as they had a good appetite. They tasted good when they were eating it!

I don’t know if it was because the grilled lamb chops were really authentic, or the old past events we retired soldiers talked about had touched the thoughts of the missile veterans, so the missile veteran told us his story back then.

At that time, the missile veteran was still very young. When he met a slightly older official in the army, he would smile and pat his shoulder and shout in various accents - Little Devil!

Because the missile veteran called Xiaogui was really popular, he became a civil servant of a regiment-level cadre. He followed the regiment-level cadre to board the train and then board the car, and then spread his legs and ran into a vast desert Gobi.

At that time, the missile veteran had no idea where he was going.

It was not until later that a tall missile launcher stood on the originally empty desert Gobi, and the missile veterans realized that they had arrived at China's first-generation missile atomic bomb research and development base.

The task is simple - alert!

Day after day, year after year!

But at that time, China could describe it in one word - poverty!

The head of republic who was so poor that he had to save money!

I was so poor that I couldn't eat enough in the army back then!

Before the troops move, food and grass will come first.

These words have been said so badly by famous military experts from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and have also been thoroughly understood!

If there is no food in the army, there will be chaos in three days!

But the missile veterans at that time and soldiers of the same age as missile veterans all carried it on hunger.

Not to mention that there is no trouble, the daily alert tasks are completed accurately. Sometimes, looking at the black beans that are indispensable in the horse materials, the two soldiers who are so hungry that they want to be the horse!

But no soldier went to pick up the black beans and eat them...

The war horses are also comrades-in-arms. If they steal food from their comrades, they are bastards!

Finally one day, a soldier came over and said to the missile veteran - there is something delicious today!

It's a cow's bone!

I saw it all, a truck full of ox bones, and there were a lot of pork shreds hanging on it!

Send it now, see what's going on...

Maybe you can eat it in your mouth at night?!

Now, the missile veteran couldn't stop the saliva from his mouth...

When there is nothing to eat, people grit their teeth and may just take it over.

But seeing that there is something to eat and delicious, no matter what kind of hero you are, you will probably have this natural physiological reaction.

I looked at the alarm clock three times a minute, and finally I waited for dinner time.

But what was served in the military canteen was coarse grain steamed buns and extremely light rice soup.

The regiment-level cadres came forward and said that those beef bones were sent to scientific researchers for food. Now many scientific researchers have suffered from night blindness, color blindness and edema due to nutritional deficiency in their eyes!

What we are guarding here are these scientific researchers who are more precious than gold.

They have eaten enough and eaten well, and can find out that the missile atomic bomb comes so that we can avoid bullying...

The missile veteran said that the regiment-level cadres said a lot at that time, but he didn't remember anything in his mind.

At that time, the brains of the missile veteran were all circling with those bull bones!

Can make soup and chew off the beef bones from the top!

So in the middle of the night, when a large bowl of beef bone soup with a fishy smell was brought to his bedside, the missile veteran almost didn't notice that the hands holding the big bowl were the hands of the regiment-level cadre, and his eyes were all staring at the beef bone soup in the hands of the regiment-level cadre.

So amid the command of the regiment-level cadres lowering their throats, the missile veteran almost drank the bowl of hot beef bone soup in one breath, and even the beef bones that were only half the size of a cigarette box at the bottom of the bowl, and chewed them clean!

At that time, the order of the regiment-level cadre was - drink! eat!

The voice of the order was completely different from the tone of the regiment-level cadres in the past...

Some were trembling, some were trembling...

Later, the missile veteran vaguely heard other veterans say that regiment-level cadres have a son, and if they are alive, they should be about the same size as themselves!

The son of a regiment-level cadre starved to death...

At that time, the missile veteran was also very swelling. His face was so fat that he looked translucent, and his fingers were pressed into a pit!

At that time, the night blindness of the regiment-level cadres was also very serious. When they went out to check the sentry in the middle of the night, they had to walk away by the wall!

At that time, after the scientific research cadres received the beef bones, they secretly sent half a pot of beef bones to the guards the next day. All the veterans of a regiment had meat, and the beef bone soup was just coarse grain steamed buns, which made them happy than the New Year meal...

At that time, our missile atomic bomb experiment was successful!

PS: I will post it here as well.
Chapter completed!