When Qu Sen woke up from his thoughts, he realized that it was already bright outside. A bright red sun was trying its best to break free from the shackles of the horizon.
"The regiment should be eating breakfast now, right?" Qu Sen didn't look at his watch. He only thought about it in his mind.
The soldiers of the infantry regiment had already eaten breakfast and were once again gathered in the large square in front of the mechanical building. What was different from before was that everyone was carrying a backpack and luggage. Behind them were two rows of military trucks that were neatly parked.
If one didn't look at the luggage in everyone's hands and the time was different, this scene was very similar to the scene before the "Storm" exercise.
As the names were called one by one, the soldiers whose names were called stepped out under the gaze of Liu Yuanchao and the other officers of the infantry regiment. They quietly said their last goodbyes to their comrades and ran to the designated trucks.
The number of soldiers standing in the square kept decreasing until it was completely empty. Soon, the truck drivers received the order and set off. After exiting the gate of the infantry regiment, they either turned left or right and finally went their separate ways.
The Central Military Region, 22nd Division, 5th Division, 16th Infantry Regiment, and 22nd Division disappeared from this moment on.
The only thing that remained was the Garrison Department, responsible for guarding the barracks and taking care of some unfinished business. When the higher-ups sent someone to take over, this Garrison Department would also be disbanded and would no longer exist.
"Boxed lunches, 15, 25." When a train attendant pushed a special trolley on the train past the carriage, the sound of selling pulled Qu Sen back to reality from the company cafeteria.
The boxed lunches on the train were very expensive and didn't taste good, so the train attendant's sales didn't attract much interest from the passengers. After selling a few portions, the train attendant quickly pushed the trolley to the next carriage.
One of the boys from the table of students who played poker last night was a little familiar. He went to the boiler at the end of the carriage to make a bowl of instant noodles. When he came back, he saw Qu Sen sitting there in a daze. He sat down across from him and asked, "Bro, did you get into the military academy?"
Last night, when Company Commander Hong and Liao Genzhu said goodbye to Qu Sen in the carriage, they said something about studying hard in the future. This was overheard by the other passengers in the carriage, so this man asked out of curiosity.
"Oh, no, I specialize in leveling up dungeons. It's considered a training course," Qu Sen replied.
The boy was very talkative. He took the initiative to talk to Qu Sen about how he went on a trip with his classmates after the college entrance examination. He also talked about how he got into Harbin Institute of Technology and expressed his disappointment that he did not get into the military school that he wanted to go to.
It could be seen that although the boy said he was disappointed, he was still very proud of himself for being able to get into Harbin Institute of Technology, a well-known engineering school in the country.
After chatting for a while, the boy noticed that Qu Sen wasn't in the mood to chat, so he said goodbye and returned to his seat with the bowl of instant noodles.
As soon as the boy left, an uncle sitting at the table next to Qu Sen came over. He looked at Qu Sen and asked with a sneaky smile, "Brother, what kind of path did you take to get into the military? How much did you spend?"
Seeing that Qu Sen was looking at him in surprise, he explained awkwardly, "Ha, my son also studied in a specialized college. Nowadays, a college diploma is useless. So, I was thinking of asking you about what kind of connections I should take if I want to go to the army for my undergraduate course."
Qu Sen felt a little helpless when faced with the uncle's question. He originally wanted to ignore him, but after thinking about it, he didn't want him to misunderstand, so he explained, "I got first place in the military competition. That's why the military recommended me for further training."
When the uncle heard this, disappointment appeared in his eyes. However, he still replied, "Aiyo, that's not easy. There are hundreds of thousands of people in a military region. It's not easy to get first place."
Qu Sen was too lazy to reply, so he didn't say anything. The uncle probably felt that it was quite boring, so he casually praised Qu Sen a few more times before returning to his seat.
The train continued to move forward amidst the rumbling sound of the steel wheels rubbing against the rails. Soon, it was already the middle of the morning. When the train attendant pushed the boxed lunch cart into the carriage for the nth time, the hawking sound had already changed to eight yuan per box.
Qu Sen felt a little hungry, so he took out his money and bought a box. The train attendant saw that a soldier was buying, so he kindly picked a box with more meat and handed it to him.
Eight months of military life had unknowingly changed Qu Sen's previous habits. After thanking the train attendant, he took the boxed lunch. He didn't care if it tasted good or not. He picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks and quickly stuffed the rice and vegetables in the boxed lunch into his stomach.
Before he became a soldier, Qu Sen, like most of the only children, was very picky about food. At that time, he wouldn't even touch the fatty meat and celery in the boxed lunch, but now, he was eating with relish.
After throwing the empty boxed lunch into the trash can in the compartment of the train, he returned to his seat and stared blankly for a while. At noon, the train broadcast finally announced the name of the city where Qu Sen lived.
Looking at the scenery and buildings outside the train gradually becoming familiar, Qu Sen suddenly became a little excited. He stood at the door of the carriage early in the morning, waiting for the train to enter the station.
With a shrill sound of brakes, the train finally came to a stop. Qu Sen imagined the surprise on his mother's face when she suddenly saw him, and unconsciously, a smile appeared on his face. This time, because he didn't make any preparations, he didn't call home in advance.
In fact, when Qu Sen's mother heard the knock on the door and saw her eldest son standing outside through the peephole, her excitement completely exceeded Qu Sen's imagination. Her scream instantly penetrated through the door, and reverberated in the building. Then, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The next second, his mother rushed out and hugged Qu Sen in her arms, crying miserably.
More than eight months.
Qu Sen studied in the local college, so he had never been away from home for so long.
The thread in the hand of a loving mother, the clothes of a wandering child …
Qu Sen's mother's scream and cry soon attracted the neighbors on the same floor to open the door. Seeing that it was Qu Sen who came back, they didn't hurry to go back. Instead, they comforted Qu Sen's mother and escorted the mother and daughter into the house.
Qu Sen's mother had already spread the news that Qu Sen had been recommended to study in the army, and all the neighbors and relatives knew about it. It was imaginable how envious and jealous the relatives and friends were when they heard the news. Therefore, after everyone comforted Qu Sen's mother for a while, Qu Sen naturally became the focus of attention.
After all kinds of congratulations and inquiries, Qu Sen smiled modestly, and in a few words, he talked about how he had been recommended to study in the army after his meritorious service.
To the neighbors, he could talk about it in a few words, but when his father came home at night, Qu Sen couldn't just talk about it.
But of course, he wouldn't mention the hardships he had gone through during this period. He completely attributed the good genes given by his parents for the 400-meter shuttle race, which made him exceptionally excellent in jumping and balance. That was how he got first place.
As for the third-class merit, he simply said that he was lucky to crack Blues's computer during the maneuver and obtained important information.
Perhaps it was the common choice of all children to tell their parents the good news and not the bad news.
Although they knew that their eldest son wasn't telling the truth, Qu Sen's parents silently accepted Qu Sen's filial piety and didn't ask any more questions. After eating a sumptuous dinner made by his mother, Qu Sen, who was exhausted, finally lay down on the big bed that he had been away from for half his life.
He slept soundly that night, but when the sun was about to rise, Qu Sen's biological clock still woke him up on time. When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar things in his bedroom, Qu Sen unconsciously giggled while lying on the bed. He then got up, folded the towel neatly, and went out for a morning run.
Although Qu Sen was willing to work out before he became a soldier, running had never been his hobby. But now, if he didn't go out for a run in the morning, he would feel uncomfortable all over.
He resisted the urge to shout "one, two, three, four" loudly. Instead, he ran two laps around the neighborhood and returned home after sweating profusely. As soon as he entered the house, he was scolded by his mother. It was not because of anything else, but because of the neatly folded towel quilt on Qu Sen's bed.
"It's so hot, and you're covered in sweat after a night's sleep. Why did you fold it, maggot?
Ah! " Although she complained, his mother didn't want to open the well-folded towel. She just muttered, "It looks so good." Then she went into the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.
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