My Military Career in a Parallel World

A group of soldiers cheered and ran towards the dam.

At the edge of the dam, several senior students in charge of patrolling could not hold back their tears and were almost bursting into tears on the spot.

No one laughed at them because everyone was the same.

Although the water level did not drop much, only a few centimeters, it did not affect everyone's joy at all.

Because, this was the first time since they came here that the water level dropped instead of rising.

The dawn has appeared, so how far can victory be?

Everyone stood on the shore and cheered loudly, with smiles on everyone's face.

Just like the sky after the clouds have dispersed in the afternoon, it is brilliant and bright.

The villagers in the camp watched this scene from afar, watching them cheer loudly, watching them crying and holding their heads, their eyes filled with joy.

The pressure brought by the flood gradually dissipated as the water level dropped. Looking at these children who were about the same age as their sons and daughters, the villagers stood by and chatted.

"What a good child! It's a pity that my son is not a good person. He has studied for so many years but has not made any achievements. He dropped out of high school and went out to work.

Two years ago, I wanted him to join the army, but he didn’t study much and his eyes were damaged. He also failed the physical examination, which almost pissed me off!"

A fellow villager took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them to people around him, lit one up for himself and took a deep puff, then said in a depressed tone.

Another villager nearby laughed and said, "Come on, you're still blaming the school. Don't you know what kind of person your kid is? Is he the kind of person who can sit quietly in the classroom and study?

Most likely, he's just like that bastard in my family, who damaged his eyes by surfing the Internet in the Internet cafe!

If you want to find someone, you should go to an Internet cafe and find someone who bought a computer. Don’t blame the school for everything.”

"Get lost! You're the one who talks too much. I can't even say a few words to you!" The man felt his pain point was touched and couldn't help but curse.

The others around didn't say anything and just stood aside to watch the fun.

After so many tense days, everyone can finally relax and watch the fun.

However, the conversation between the two seemed to bring back some bad memories. A villager in the crowd took off his straw hat, smoked a cigarette, sighed and cursed: "Alas, your kid just has an eye problem, but my bastard, he...he secretly went to give me a tattoo in order to avoid joining the army!"

"Ah? Isn't your kid usually very obedient? How could he do such a ridiculous thing?!"

The villagers who heard this also opened their mouths wide.

Tattoo/tattoo, these two words have never been good words, whether in the past or in the future.

Faced with the gazes from people around him, the villager became even more depressed.

"How should I know? I just came home from asking about the conscription, and that little bastard told me that he had a tattoo and couldn't be a soldier, couldn't join the army..."

Before he finished speaking, a villager who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke up: "Those guys must have heard from somewhere that we were going to send him to the army, and then they teamed up to do this!"

"Old Tan, how did you know?" When the villagers heard him speak, they all looked over and someone asked curiously.

The middle-aged villager who had just spoken took a long puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, then said in a low voice: "Because, my little bastard said exactly the same thing to me!"

"Old Tan, if I remember correctly, your boy seems to have successfully passed the physical examination and joined the army, right?!"

"Yeah!" The villager called Lao Tan nodded, confirming the other party's words.

Without waiting for other villagers to ask questions, he turned his head to look in the direction of the dam and continued in a deep voice: "I stripped him naked, hung him on the beam and beat him, then used an iron to erase the tattoos on his body.

As long as the scar is not on the face or neck and does not affect body functions, the physical examination will pass. If he wants to play tricks on me, he is still a little naive! "

In an instant, all the surrounding villagers fell silent.

A villager who lived next door to the middle-aged man couldn't help but whispered, "I was wondering why the kid from the old Tan family was howling all day. This is what happened..."

(This is a true story. A junior high school classmate of Xiaobei from the same village had the exact same experience. When I heard about it, I almost peed my pants. They used an iron to burn their bodies. It was like torture in the movies. It’s terrifying just to think about it.)

After being interrupted by the middle-aged man, everyone lost the mood to continue chatting and quickly changed the subject: "Being a soldier is really hard. Look at these children, I feel sorry for them!"

"Yes, I didn't get a good night's sleep for five days and nights. When something happened, I had to get up and work immediately after being called. I worked for more than ten hours. My hands were covered with blisters. I could even fall asleep standing in the rain. It was a sin."

"Who says it's not true? These children have suffered so much. When they came back this morning, I saw them take off their shoes. The skin on their feet was worn off. The flesh inside was not red. It turned white after being soaked in water..."

The villagers stood at the gate of the camp and watched the cheering soldiers on the shore from afar.

There is touching feeling and heartache, but more importantly, there is peace of mind and steadiness.

Because it is with this group of people guarding them all the time that the elderly can spend their old age in peace, the children can grow up happily, and the adults can go out to work and earn money to support their families...

7 p.m.

Although the dawn has arrived, there is still a long way to go before complete victory.

Therefore, taking advantage of the period when the water level is dropping, Jiang Chen and his team are urgently reinforcing some areas on the dam that were obviously impacted by the water flow and are not stable.

On the other side, Kyoto has not yet moved into the central studio of the "Big Pants" headquarters and is preparing for tonight's news broadcast.

Qin Province, also thousands of miles away in the north, was not affected by the floods.

Jiang Weiming, Zhang Cuilian and Jiang Anan, a family of three, were sitting in front of the TV waiting for today's news broadcast.

Starting three days ago, news began to come in about flood disasters in the south. What worried Zhang Cuilian was that the disaster-stricken area reported in the news happened to be near Jinling.

The day before yesterday, there was a news report that the Army Command College organized students to go to the disaster area to fight floods and rescue people.

Jiang Chen did not hide the fact that he was going to military school from his family, and he couldn't hide it.

So, from that day on, the four members of the Jiang family, including Jiang's father who worked in a coal mine in northern Shaanxi, would stay in front of the TV on time every night, looking for any news about Jiang Chen.

CCTV is not a local TV station and the News Broadcast is not an ordinary news program. It is impossible for them to report an event in its entirety.

However, because this flood broke out too suddenly, the whole country is paying attention to this matter, and the central bank has also spent a lot of space reporting on flood control news.

The report lasted a total of thirty minutes, and the report on the flood took up one-third of the space.

The focus of today's report is on the front line of flood control.

The images on the TV kept switching between various flood-fighting fronts, and the host's voice sounded, explaining the situation on the scene to the audience.

"I heard that before you came, you carried out rescue work in the county for a day and a night. You rushed here overnight without rest and continued to fight. You worked for another day and a night, and only rested for four or five hours. The dam was breached again, and you fought for more than ten hours. You didn't come down from the front line until one o'clock in the afternoon..."

The reporter talked about what he had heard from other people.

"About that. I can't remember the details."

The scene swept across the tents, and all that could be seen were soldiers lying on the ground in all directions, their heads, faces and bodies covered in mud.

"Feeling tired?"

"Of course it's tiring, but we came here to do this kind of thing, there's nothing to say..."

"If I'm not mistaken, you should still be a student, right?"

"Well, I've only been at the military academy for a month this year."

"One month? Does that mean you're still just a rookie?!"

"I'm not really a new recruit. I was recommended to the military academy from the army."

"Oh, then can you tell us how you felt when the flood hit and you received the flood fighting mission?"

"My feelings... When I first saw the situation in the disaster area on the Internet, I just thought that we are soldiers, we have to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment, and now it is our turn to take the lead.

Therefore, all of our soldiers wrote letters of request to enter the disaster area to participate in the relief work.”

"Didn't you have any other ideas along the way?"

"Of course!

However, we are all soldiers and we cannot hide behind ordinary people.

At a time like this, if we don’t go, who will? "

The picture on the TV changed, and a scene appeared of soldiers paddling kayaks against the flood to save people.

"During the flood relief and rescue process, was there any moment that you found particularly difficult?"

"Other times were fine, but the most vivid memory for me was when the news of the upstream dam collapse first came in.

At that time, the bearing capacity of the dam here had reached its limit. Once the flood from upstream arrived, the dam would be broken, and countless people below who had not yet had time to evacuate would also be affected..."

The scenes continued to switch, showing scenes of firefighters and soldiers rushing into houses destroyed by mudslides or floods to rescue people, as well as scenes of officers and soldiers wielding hoes and shovels and running back and forth carrying sandbags.

"Finally, I would like to ask one more question."

"You say."

"Does your family know that you are here to help with the flood relief?"

“I don’t know, there’s nothing to say, this is what we should do.

Besides, I don’t want my parents to be frightened by these things.”

……

The news about the flood was still playing on TV, and Jiang's mother, who was sitting in front of the TV, had red eyes and tears could not stop falling.

She covered her mouth with her hands, trying her best to stop herself from crying.

At the side, Jiang Anan's big, bright black eyes were also tinged with a hint of redness, tears were swirling in her eye sockets, and her nose was still twitching.

Only Old Master Jiang was still sitting steadily in his chair. He didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face. He just watched the pictures on TV quietly.

Although Jiang Chen's face did not appear, as family members, they were very familiar with Jiang Chen's voice.

When Jiang Chen's voice came from the TV for the first time, they recognized the owner of the voice.

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

The mother and daughter turned their heads at the same time to look at Grandpa Jiang.

"Dad, can you let Chenchen come back? Let's not be soldiers anymore, okay?" Jiang's mother pleaded with red eyes.

Jiang Anan didn't say anything, but just sniffed and looked at her grandfather with pleading eyes.

"Alas, Chen'er is right. This is what soldiers do. When the country and the people are in trouble, if they don't go, who will..." The old man closed his eyes, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, tapped the ground lightly with the crutch in his hand, and spoke slowly.

"Dad!" Jiang's mother still didn't want to give up.

At this moment, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Jiang Anan answered the phone with red eyes, and Jiang's father's voice came from the other end.

Hearing her father's voice, Jiang Anan couldn't control her emotions at all, and cried out in tears, "Dad! My...my brother...my brother has gone to the front line to fight the flood."

"I know. I watched the news just now."

Although Father Jiang tried his best to remain calm, it was still easy to hear a slight tremor in his voice.

Obviously, he was not as calm as he appeared to be, and he was also worried about his son.

It's just that, as a man and a father, he is more rational than Zhang Cuilian and Jiang Anan, mother and daughter.

Hearing that it was her husband calling, Zhang Cuilian hurried over and took the phone from Jiang Anan.

Since the old man couldn't be persuaded, she could only start with her husband.

"Jianguo, can you please let your son come back? Let's not be soldiers anymore, okay..."

However, what she didn't expect was that her husband, who was extremely resistant to joining the army when he was young, now stood on the side of the old man.

"Cui Lian, don't talk about this anymore. Chenchen did nothing wrong! We should support him!"

"Jianguo!"

"Chenchen has grown up. He is no longer a child. He has his own ideas and ambitions. Unless he wants to leave..."

All mothers in the world are the same.

Family and country?

That's something men should think about.

Things like I am a soldier, sacrificing myself to save others, defending the country, etc., are all nonsense to a mother.

No mother would not care about her child's life or death, and would calmly watch her son exchange her own life for the life of another unrelated person!

Jiang's mother's current reaction is what a mother should have when she hears that her son is on the front line of flood control.

Mr. Jiang knew this, and Jiang's father also understood this.

However, as a veteran, a veteran who had come all the way through the war years, facing his daughter-in-law's crying, Mr. Jiang really couldn't say anything similar.

In other words, these words would be more appropriate for Jiang Jianguo, a father and husband.

After hearing her husband's words, Zhang Cuilian gradually calmed down.

Although his voice was still choked, he did not mention asking Jiang Chen to retire from the army.

Because, as Jiang's father said, his son has grown up.

He has his own life, his own ideals and ambitions.

After a month of getting along with each other, she could also see the changes in her son.

After only one year in the army, my son changed from being taciturn to being lively. Whenever he talked about what happened in the army, his face was always filled with a smile.

He longs to join the army and wants to stay there to develop his career.

As a mother, all Zhang Cuilian can do is... silently support her...

Just like the mother bird takes the initiative to let go of her chicks when they grow up, allowing them to leave the nest and fly into the sky.

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