What do you eat for the first meal after joining the army?

Mingyue came out of the mountain, and the vast clouds. Welcome to the "Guanshan Yue" in Xilu Ye.

Get on dumplings and get off the car. The last bit of dumplings before leaving the barracks are reluctant and nostalgic; comrades, remember to enter the barracks when you first entered the barracks, do you taste the bowl of noodles you eat?

Tonight's "Guan Shanyue", let's follow the recruit Duan Guang to taste his entry.

What do you eat for the first meal after joining the army?

Author: A Xin Anchor: Jingyi

Climbing up the hillside, the recruits Duan Guang really saw the camp clearly. This small sky is wrapped in endless Taihang Mountain, with a yellow and yellow dirt slope and a steep cliff. When you think about it again, from green to a barren winding mountain road, low -old adobe houses in the village, Duan Guang thinks that everything here is different from his hometown. Compared with the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan water villages, even the sun is even sunny. Both are dazzling.

With a whistle, Duan Guang hurried down the hillside to gather, and the second class ushered in the "first lesson of recruits" -the mountain patrol. The mountain was steep. Before departure, the squad leader Li Zhao carefully checked the backpack rope in the shoulder bag, tried the intercom, and also put on a thermos. The recruits did not know what the thermos was contained in the insulation box. He thought it was also a tool for the mountain patrol.

A rugged sheep intestine trail extended up like a vine on the cliff. In the early morning of the early autumn, the sedimentary rocks in Taihang Mountain were applied to a layer of water, hard and slippery. At the end of the team, Li Zhao went to the team at the end of the team, and Duan Guang was arranged in the middle of the team. Everyone took out the backpack rope and connected each other to prevent accidents. Duan Guang held his fist, and the soles of his feet were shallow.

Go to a very narrow and steep cliff, Duan Guang moves slowly, and just stepped on his left foot to step on a spikes that his comrades -in -arms Zhang stepped on, and the right foot grieved the fulcrum. Paste the wall! "Duan Guang had no time to look up to see what happened in front of him. In a hurry, he tightened his muscles, tightened his whole body to the stone wall, squeezed his eyes subconsciously. Sink. Fortunately, he stepped on his left and right footsteps, and he carried the sinking suddenly fell from his head and his left shoulder. It turned out that Xiao Zhang, who was walking in front, stepped on the empty foot, and his body did not hold it down. Fortunately, the following Duan Guang responded quickly and strong strength, and supported Xiao Zhang's fall.

After walking through the extremely difficult road, Liu Danhua opened like the flowers, and Li Zhao asked everyone to rest on the spot. Duan Guang's face and palms were cut by a few stones. Xiao Zhang, who was shocked, thanked Duan Guang. Li Zhao got up: "We have to thank Comrade Duan Guang today in the second class. Thank you for your response to save everyone quickly. Otherwise, our" grasshopper on a rope 'is "Anthar after autumn." A laughter Among them, everyone's nerves are relaxed. Duan Guang's uncomfortable adaptation these days was instantly solved, and his heart even had a trace of sweetness -after the life and death experience just now, he seemed to be a real warrior.

It ’s a lush pinelin. Li Zhao took everyone in. I saw a few acres of grave bags built neatly by stones. There was no weeds around, and a red pentagram was painted on the top surface of each grave bag. Li Zhao wiped the dew on the grave bag, sitting down with a grave bag, telling the recruits about a period of past.

The first batch of officers and soldiers in this mountain area came from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. These southern soldiers who have never seen the "North Wind Roll Grass Fold" were ordered to open up the mountains and cast a shield, and endure the difficulties that ordinary people are unbearable. Especially in the winter, the conditions in the mountains are more difficult. If you work a little carelessly, your hands are sticking to the frozen iron shovel. Sleeping the patch tent that is often blown by the wind. The chief said: "On the day of success, I invited everyone to eat Yangchun noodles in my hometown." However, that year, when construction suddenly encountered landslides, and several young soldiers were buried in an instant. One year later, the project was completed, and the bowl of hot and soft noodles was brought to the grave bag ...

After that, Li Zhao opened the thermal insulation box, and the aroma was a large pot of fast noodles. The recruits stepped forward to help. Duan Guang was silent, carefully faced the martyrs, and one bowl of bowls, he finally failed to hold back the tears of the edge of his eyes.

Later, the mountain patrol team completed the task and embarked on the road to return to the camp. The sunset is full of moisturizing the persimmons, and the sun is leaning, lengthening everyone's figure. The backpack ropes unlocked by the soldiers wrapped a string of fine pieces of light.

During dinner, everyone is also a bowl of hot noodles in front of everyone. The company commander and the instructor stood up, holding a large noodle bowl in his hand, and said, "Welcome to join our big family. This bowl of noodles look simple, but it is the signature dish of our company. Just like the soldiers in our big mountains, It seemed not shocked day after day, but we have a brick and tile on the Great Wall of Iron and Steel. "The veteran took the lead in applauding, and the recruits held up the bowl.

Duan Guang drank his soup, and the cook in the northern mountains made a pure taste of Jiangsu and Zhejiang people, and he sucked up. Following the mountain wind, the aroma overflowed with a large bowl and kept floating in the depths of Taihang Mountain.

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Author ｜ Axin

A Xin, a graduate degree, graduated from the Department of Literature of the School of Military and Culture of the National Defense University (formerly PLA Academy of Arts), published a personal collection of personal essays, "If I Bloom", and published works in "Camp Cultural World" and "PLA Daily" and so on.Anchor | Jingyi

Respect, a cadre of a department, loves to host the broadcast.

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