Tide Head Listening to Tao | Exotic Vitamin, Comrades in Combat Affairs

Author | Zhang Kaiming

Photography | Yang Xinhui Tang Yifan Luo Changsheng Guo Zhan Sheng

The audience and friends are good at night, welcome to listen to the southern theater "Tide Listening to Tao Tao". Iron shoulders are morally righteous, and they are peaceful. In a moment, my 20th batch of peacekeeping tasks for the Wahe Troops in Lebanon to end is about to end. Looking back at this unforgettable time, Zhang Kaiming from the medical team has a lot of words to share with his comrades. Tonight, let's listen to "Exotic Vitamin, Comrades in Combat" together.

It's another sleeping night. The unique climate of the Mediterranean made the Lebanon night permeate the dense fog and mixed with the coolness. A year ago, we crossed Wanli to perform peacekeeping missions, and now we are about to return to China. Suddenly, my drowsiness goes away and my thoughts are long. Comrades, are you like me at this moment, in this quiet night, with the sorrow that is about to leave, recall everything we happened in Lebanon?

The past is to remember the brand of the soul, and it will never go; the past is the memory of concentrated time, which makes people feel lingering. In this year, we urgently rescued the injured foreign army together, hid in the bunker together to feel the cruel battlefield, crossed the fire line together to give the urgent need of medicine, carry out humanitarian assistance together, and sweat together to gallop the sports field ... The stubborn, emerging in my mind, is so unforgettable, unforgettable, so warm and kind!

I have never forgotten that shortly after arriving at the camp, I experienced the first artillery air strike in the early morning of a certain day. The bunkers are uncomfortable and have no signals, and everyone is nervous and exhausted. That day coincided with my birthday, but in the face of such a tense atmosphere, there was still thoughts, and only silently made everyone's wish in the heart. At this time, his comrades -in -arms Guo Zhansheng brought me a box of instant noodles and said, "Kai Ming, I remember today is your birthday. But now it is an air strike, the conditions are limited, and you can't give you a celebration. The birthday noodles you do, I wish you a happy birthday! "Other comrades also gave me the only emergency supplies such as gum, ham sausage, and hammer as a gift to me, and sent a sincere birthday blessing. I have a warm tears and a warm current of my chest. This is the comrades -in -arms. The gifts, regardless of the severity, greetings, sooner or later, and the rituals are simplified. In this humble air defense bunker, there are no dazzling lights, no pleasant music, no delicious cakes, but here is full of sincere comrades -in -arms friendship and strong family warmth.

I have never forgotten that the air defense alarm sounded again, and the team immediately gathered in an emergency. When the personnel checked, they found that a comrades did not arrive. At this time, the situation was critical, and the aviation bomb exploded outside the camp. "Report, I'll go to him!" I rushed into the room while reporting verbally, shouting the names of his comrades and quickly looking for all corners. It turned out that his comrades -in -arms did not hear the alarm because of a bath. At this time, one second more hesitant was a crisis of one more, and without waiting for his comrades to completely dry your body. I buckled the bulletproof helmet on the comrades' head, and the right hand raised the bulletproof vest and put it on him. The moment we rushed out of the house, we saw a familiar figure. It was our captain. After the organization of the organization entered the bunker first, he stayed alone and led us to evacuate. This is his comrades -in -arms, there is no strong words or hesitation. I think no one is not afraid of death, but the friendship of comrades will surpass life and death and bravely retrograde.

Outside the window, the Gelan highlands stood up, and the foggy in the camp was lingering, the dim street lights were hazy and warm, and everything was like a next life. The exotic country that is about to leave this war, and may not come back for a lifetime, leaving a reluctance, aftertaste and miss in my heart. As a glorious peacekeeper, I will always miss those hot days. The most beautiful life is the military, the most beautiful military is the friendship, and the battlefield dies and lives together in life. This is probably comrades -in -arms. The night is deep, and my comrades can sleep safely.

The anchor of this issue: Jingyi

Authoritative release of the southern theater

Produced: Liang Qiying Tianjun Editor: Liu Dao Fu Jiang Boxi

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