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Volume 8 The Sword Unsheathed Chapter 141

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    Post No. 6 was set up at the back gate of the military camp. When they arrived, they saw Hou Yanfeng arguing with a man. When dawn came, Hou Yanfeng ran over and saluted, saying: "Report, this person is making trouble unreasonably and will not listen to dissuasion."

    Fugui looked at the man and recognized him. He was the driver of the deputy director of the training department who came to express condolences to the brigade.

    When the man saw Dawn and the others coming, he walked over slowly, shaking the camera in his hand, with a disdainful smile on his face: "Is this your captain? Haha, the snow scenery here is quite beautiful, so let's take a picture  Leave it as a souvenir. What? It¡¯s not such a fuss, is it?¡±

    Liming looked at him coldly and said seriously: "It is a rule of the special forces that photography is strictly prohibited here. Your director should have told you about this discipline when you came here."

    The man smiled nonchalantly: "What does it mean to take a photo? Is it still illegal? You can't punish me according to military regulations, right? Okay, don't take any more photos. Is that okay?"

    Seeing how confident he looked, Fugui secretly thought that this man was going to be in trouble.  Sure enough, Li Ming stopped him with a stern face: "I'm sorry, hand over the film in your camera and wait for the brigade to handle it."

    The man put the camera behind his back and looked at Liming up and down: "What are you doing? I am Director Lu's driver, why don't you give me this little face?"

    Seeing that Li Ming¡¯s face was covered with frost, Fugui knew that his temper was about to flare up again. He was afraid of making things worse, so he stepped forward to persuade him: ¡°Comrade, this is our discipline, please abide by it consciously.¡±

    The man was about to speak when the BB phone in his waist beeped. He took a step back, took out the BB phone, looked at it and said, "I won't bother you anymore. The director is calling me." After he finished speaking, he looked at it.  One glance at Li Ming made me want to run away.

    With a wave of Liming¡¯s hand, Hou Yanfeng went up and grabbed the man.  The man struggled for a few times and then threatened in a stern voice: "Let me go, so you won't be afraid of the director dealing with you?"

    Liming looked at him coldly and ordered Hou Yanfeng: "If he struggles again, hand him up and throw him in the snow to freeze him for a few hours."

    Seeing that Li Ming didn¡¯t agree with him, the man shouted arrogantly: ¡°I¡¯ll tell your captain later and see how he deals with you.¡±

    Liming looked at him with disdain: "Do you know how many military disciplines you have violated? First, taking photos in a military restricted area; second, using wireless communications in a military restricted area. With these two items, I can keep you in detention for a few days."  After that, he ordered Hou Yanfeng: "Confiscate his camera and the gadget that screams "chirp", and send him to a solitary confinement room."

    When the man heard this, he became anxious and held the camera tightly to prevent Hou Yanfeng from getting close.  Li Ming walked over and picked him up, snatched the camera and BB camera from his arms, threw them on the wall, then went over and stomped a few times, pointing at him angrily and saying: "You guys  I put him in a solitary cell, and no one can let him out without my order."

    Returning to Liming's office, Liming threw his helmet on the table and said angrily: "It's really a fucking dogfight. A small driver dares to come here and cause mischief. If we don't crack down on their arrogance, will they not go to heaven in the future?"  !¡±

    Fugui poured him a cup of hot water, handed it to him and said, "Ling Ming, you have done a good job today. It was quite reasonable, but you dropped someone else's things, so this matter may be difficult to handle."

    Liming rolled her eyes at him: "What's so difficult? Let alone a young driver, even if the commander comes and violates our military discipline, I won't let him do it."

    Fugui sighed, he vaguely felt that Liming might have tricked him in this matter.  Sure enough, after a while, Director Liu ran in: "Li Ming, the political commissar and the team leader are in the office asking you to go immediately."

    Liming was startled for a moment: "You know it so soon?"

    Fugui smiled and said: "You have put everyone in solitary confinement, how can you not know? Well, I will go with you."

    Walking into the office, Director Lu and the political commissar team leader were both there. Fugui and Liming saluted: "Liming, Fugui report."

    The political commissar looked serious. After returning the military salute, he asked: "Ling Ming, what happened to Director Lu's driver?"

    Liming put down the saluting hand and said nonchalantly: "Oh, he violated military discipline by taking photos in a military restricted area and carrying a wireless communication device. The sentry post tried to persuade him several times but ignored it, so I put him in solitary confinement."

    The political commissar nodded: "Oh, that's right." He took the tea Fugui handed him and said, "What about his camera and pager?"

    Liming straightened her back and stood up straight: "After many warnings, he still didn't listen, and then I threw him down."

    "What? Dropped it?" The political commissar almost spit out the tea he just drank. He looked at Liming in disbelief: "Did you drop it? Liming, why did you drop someone else's things? He can criticize and educate him if he violates discipline.  , if he is not convinced, there is stillIt was the honeymoon period and he was in a good mood. When you asked him to write a checkup, he still didn't glare at you?  Must have pissed him off, right?  Don¡¯t you know his temper? He¡¯s angry but doesn¡¯t recognize his relatives. When the time comes, he won¡¯t be able to scold you or even beat you up. You should think carefully about it.  "

    Director Liu stood there with a sad face and said in embarrassment: "You are right, what should I do? There is really no way to report this to the political commissar for such an inspection."

    Du Lei teased him with a smile: "Director Liu, I have an idea for you. Just waste some of your time and write one for him, right? You write every day anyway, so this little thing won't trouble you, right?"  ? The first thing is to make him angry, and the second thing is that you don¡¯t have to scold him anymore. It¡¯s the best of both worlds, so you can just have fun.¡±

    Director Liu stood there hesitating for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "This is the only way. Alas, I'd better help him write it."

    After the snow, the Gobi becomes even more desolate, with pure white everywhere, blending in with the gray sky.  Fugui rubbed his hands and looked at the hazy snow scene, suddenly feeling a sad feeling. In the snowy winter, the falling snow is always the deepest call in his heart.  What lingers in the wind in the snowy field is fantasy, but a wanderer wandering to the ends of the earth suddenly feels a deep and slightly bitter nostalgia in his heart.

    Fugui was pulled by Yang Aiguo and Jin Hui to walk along this ancient yellow dust road that has remained unchanged through the ages, silently admiring the snowy desert scenery.

    The beacon tower in the distance is still standing in the gray sky and earth.  The thick dust of history has buried its brilliance, and the long river of time has eroded its appearance beyond recognition. Nowadays, those ruins only evoke the sadness of people's condolences.  The withered grass under the snow, the long stretches of yellow sand, especially the broken brick holes in the wall of the beacon tower, are like pairs of eyes that have seen all the vicissitudes of life, making people dare not look at it.  Only its standing figure can still make people imagine its former glory, allowing people to wander and whisper, looking for the shadows that have been mottled by time for thousands of years.

    Yu Yu, who was chasing after her, looked at the vast snowy scene and sighed and said: "It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that there are no plum blossoms. If a few plum blossoms can bloom here, then I would rather be a bachelor than stay here for the rest of my life."

    His words moved Fugui¡¯s heart. In the blink of an eye, it has been ten years!  I remember that the first time I set foot on this vast Gobi desert, it was also a cold season. Born in the south, he has always been attracted by the majestic scenery here, even though the years have ruthlessly vicissitudes his once young face, and even though the war has scarred him  Tired, but he has no regrets. He is very satisfied to be able to get along with these comrades who share the joys and sorrows day and night, and to exchange his youth and blood for the peace of the motherland.

    "The scenery of the North is covered with ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the rivers up and down suddenly stop flowing" Yu Yu stood on a snow hill with his arms open, letting the cold wind chill him, just like a  The general who had experienced hundreds of battles looked at the vast snowy wilderness and sang loudly.

    Yes, the Gobi at this time no longer has the poignant beauty of autumn, and the world is full of white, vast and magnificent, boundless and heroic.  In particular, the piles of snow hills protruding from the low beach draw a hazy arc in the vast snowy wilderness, like a long dragon rushing through the sea of ??clouds, erecting a majestic Great Wall at the empty and cold border outside the Great Wall.  , silently guarding the peace on the border.

    "We are the bricks and tiles that build this Great Wall!" Fugui looked at his comrades in the wind and snow and thought silently: "This Great Wall was built with the flesh and blood of our comrades. With their green blood, every piece of  The bricks and tiles are tightly gathered together. It is because of them that the Great Wall has a spirit - a spirit that is fearless and regards death as home! The Great Wall, with this spirit, will be stronger.  Even more majestic!

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