My name is Xu Jianfeng, from Tangshan.

Tangshan is an unfortunate city. During that catastrophe, most of the million people suffered casualties. The Jiaen Garden we built with hard work was instantly razed to the ground, and each family lost their relatives. At that time, I was in high school and was buried in the ruins while sleeping. There were rubble and cement prefabricated boards as high as a mountain. Fortunately, the prefabricated boards accidentally formed an extremely narrow alley when the house collapsed, and I saved my life. I was so hungry that I demolished it.

The pillow swallowed the chaff and wheat peel inside to satisfy my hunger. In the end, even the cotton wool was eaten. When I was very thirsty, I drank my own urine. I felt like I could no longer hold on, and I even saw the god of death flapping my wings on my head, a cool breeze blew in, and the sun stinged my eyes. I was confused and saw a soldier in camouflage uniform talking to me, but I couldn't hear a word, a word

I couldn't say it, I fell into a coma. When I woke up, I was already in the hospital. Later I found out that they were from the First Air Assault Division. In order to enter the disaster area as soon as possible, their division commander led them to jump from a height of 6,500 meters and become the first troops to enter the disaster area. I asked a veteran, and the veteran company shook his head and said that those guys really deserved their lives. The skydiving height was twice as high as the safety height, and the danger increased by more than a hundred times! Yes, it was these crazy soldiers who saved my life. I collected a lot of information about them and learned little by little that although they were naughty and troubled, they were the best soldiers in their bones. The military expenditure of one division was enough to support two armies, but no one had ever raised any objections, because they were the troops standing at the forefront of the war. Once the war broke out, they would definitely be the troops that sacrificed the most fiercely!

I swear, I want to be a member of this group, otherwise my life will be meaningless.

In a major exercise in North China in 1977, a brigade of this division caused trouble again. In this large exercise with more than 500,000 troops and an unprecedented scale, the brigade, as the Blue Sharp Knife unit, completely ignored the combat arrangements of the director department. It was powerful electromagnetic suppression at the beginning, paralyzing the Red Army's communication system. Then the helicopter troops came out in full swing and bombed the Red Army's missile brigade, artillery brigade, airport, field hospital, command center and other most valuable targets. Their reconnaissance battalion even destroyed the Red Army's command center. The major general alone captured six and one more arrested.

Even the Minister of Defense who was observing the exercise almost became their prisoners. They were all confused by their troubles. The Red Army was wiped out by the evil Blue Army for the first time in history. Although the Red Army commanders and fighters fought to the end for the last bit of dignity of the soldiers and even showed their bayonets, they were unable to make up for the day and could only accept the end of the defeat. The Ministry of Defense had to announce the rescheduling of the exercise, and claimed that this was just a preview - I also found out a little after entering the army, so I almost got the military police to arrest them as spies for review. Because of these troublemakers, their one was rescued by the earthquake.

The division commander who made great contributions during the disaster was demoted to the colonel from major general. Of course, it was not easy for the Red Army to become their defeated general. Four of the five major generals were suspended for reflection, and the lieutenant general who was the chief of staff of the Red Army was dismissed. This army that did not play according to common sense had a headache for any senior general in the Ministry of National Defense. However, isn’t this the paradise for us restless young people! After the Tangshan earthquake relief ended, six thousand young people asked to join the Air Assault Division or the Quick Response Brigade. Only 200 of them could get what they wanted, and I was one of these 200 people.

After being on the train for more than half a day, we finally arrived at the military camp. Looking at this legendary military camp, we were so happy that some people even took out a photo to take pictures. These black sheep caused us to be traumatized. The camera was snatched by veterans and stepped on it. Not only did they say that everyone was locked in a black house as a spy, but they were still locked in a black house. They stayed alone in such a black house, and could not see anything, hear anything, or even feel time.

As the passing of this, it seems that the only person in the world who is still active is your heart. Ordinary people should go crazy if they are locked in it within two days. I am not afraid. I have died once, and I am still afraid of these things. I don’t know how long it took, but the door finally opened. A second lieutenant came in and said to me, “It’s a misunderstanding, you can go out.” After a pause, he asked in a little surprise: “Why don’t you shout, don’t you? I almost regarded this place as an empty house!”

I asked, "What do I want to shout and scream?"

He asked, "Are you not afraid at all?"

I said, "I have died once. I was buried under rubble more than ten meters deep and I couldn't even drink half a drop of water. I'm not afraid of continuing to live. Are I still afraid of this?"

He asked, "Where are you?"

I said, "It's from Tangshan."

He didn't say anything anymore and patted me on the shoulder. It was a veteran's encouragement to the recruits.

When I came to the playground to assemble, I was surprised to find that one-third of the soldiers who joined the army with me were fewer, so I asked the second lieutenant: "Where are the others?"

The second lieutenant said lightly: "They were eliminated. Their psychological qualities were not up to standard. Entering our troops would only be a drag on us."

Only then did I realize that locking up a house is a test. People who can't stand loneliness cannot pass, people who are not calm enough cannot pass, people who have a little weakness in their personality cannot pass, and people who are not tough enough cannot pass. Using these to test a group of newly recruited recruits seems too harsh. Faced with our a little angry question, the second lieutenant just replied lightly: "The battlefield is a hundred times more harsh than here." As a reward for our daring to blame him, he invited us to a big meal: ordering us to lie on the ground and not move, we were still confused, and the heavy machine guns rang out. A soldier who used to be a scout in other troops changed his expressions.

He gestured and shouted, and told us rookies to lie down honestly, like a bullet plowing out seventeen or eighteen pits on our body. Because it was the latest high-level heavy machine gun with a rate of 1,800 fire per minute, with a subsonic flight cruise missile that can be shot down. No matter where it hits, it will be either dead or dead! Our new recruits are lying on the ground like ostrich and trembling all over, and they dare not move. The heavy bullets that can penetrate light armored vehicles fly around ten or twenty centimeters above our heads at three times the speed of sound. The hot waves scrambled on our body, and the knife hurts like cutting. I felt my heart contracting sharply, shrinking to a point as big as a walnut. By the time a box of bullets was finished, our legs were as soft as noodles soaked in water, and no one could stand up.

The lieutenant said this was the welcome ceremony prepared by the air assault division for us. For those comrades who were so scared that they were no longer afraid of others, I wanted to beat him up. If I couldn't even stand up, my crotch was wet, and it would be as embarrassing as it would be. The lieutenant even praised me, saying that I was much better than him. When he first joined the army, he was swept by a heavy machine gun and Baba was pulled out. I really don't know if he was talking slander.

The welcome ceremony ended, and the soldiers basically crawled to report. At this time, we got good news and bad news: the good news was that the division commander seemed to be very satisfied with our group of soldiers and wanted to send the best instructor to train us. The bad news was that the best instructor was the demon lieutenant who swept 4,000 bullets at us with a heavy machine gun. After learning the news, half of the soldiers in our new recruit company cried on the spot. Seeing that we were crying like this, the demon was proud and said that he was so excited that he cried when he saw us. He was very pleased. He must show off his skills in the future and train us to become the best soldiers... Before he finished speaking, the remaining half cried.

By the way, this man's demon lieutenant is Lin Tingyu. He has a more resounding nickname: Shaolin Little Soldier. It is said that he is an orphan, adopted by a monk from Shaolin Temple. He has learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple. He is one of the few vanguards trained by the division commander. His combat power is almost perverted. Once I saw him compete with five scouts. In less than a minute, all five scouts fell down. The division said that fighting with him was purely seeking death compared to him! He had served in the border guards, but he was swept out because he kicked an A San's ball in the fight and turned to the air assault division.

Our air assault division has won a loud nickname in earthquake relief and disaster relief: East Asian Lightning! The East Asian Lightning Division now has four full-organized brigades, namely an air assault brigade, a long-range artillery brigade, and two mechanized infantry brigades. In addition, the division headquarters directly under the jurisdiction of a special reconnaissance brigade, three electronic confrontation squadrons, two engineering battalions and one battalion-level camouflage unit. It is said that it is a division, but its strength is far more than half an army, and it is also part of our division. In this way, the digital infantry brigade and the rapid response brigade are also established by our division.

A huge legion was formed. The General Staff gave our legion a nickname that was not very nice but absolutely majestic: Hell Three-headed Dog! This nickname is really appropriate, because the whole division is as aggressive as mad dogs, and the non-fighting soldiers cannot gain a foothold here. There are many factions in the division, and they are constantly rubbing, and they are struggling and fighting hard, as if they are a mess. However, after seeing their performance in disaster relief, you will know that they will immediately become extremely united when they go to the battlefield. Two people who are usually fighting to the death can use their bodies to block bullets without hesitation on the battlefield!

The contradictory East Asian Lightning Master, the contradictory three-headed dog, I must admit that I can't understand them.

But I understood our instructor. He was definitely a man who was hard to catch up with. He said that he would use all his strength to deal with our new recruits and would definitely do it, and it would greatly exceed his promise. Have you ever tasted the feeling of armed cross-country running until his heart would not beat? Within less than a month of joining the army, I had the honor to taste this "stimulating" four times. According to veterans, the training in the division was overloaded, and one or two soldiers were exhausted every year during training. After hearing their words, I began to sympathize with them. The combat power of their far exceeding conventional troops was obtained in this way. What kind of pain should they experience to get such strength!

East Asian Lightning Master, I think I am really obsessed with it. I have been so miserable that I have never complained about it, and my attachment to it is increasing day by day.
Chapter completed!