Chapter 76: Make a report

After two days, after the soldiers were slightly adapted to the environment and adjusted the biological clock, we started the mission of this trip - making a report.

In fact, it is like not giving in the past two days. No one will really adjust the biological clock... The superior means that the biological clock must be adjusted for the task, but what I mean... the biological clock is adjusted, if so

What should I do if I want to go to the battlefield again? How can I fight then? So I turned a blind eye to the behavioral habits of the soldiers and did not deliberately restrain them.

It was not until then that I knew what "produce a report" means... Simply put, it is a meeting, and in complexity it is a publicity event.

We are like celebrities rushing to the venue, one meeting after another... There are bases, halls, schools, stadiums, etc., like soldiers, workers, students, government departments and socialites.

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The content is... Of course, it is to introduce the battle process of the troops and their personal heroic deeds. I have always had a headache about these things, and the biological clock has not been adjusted, so when I go to the venue during the day, I feel sleepy and I feel like I'm not going to be...

...But the soldiers are different. They are nervous, excited, and excited. I don’t know where they come from. They have not slept for several days and have been playing hard now.

This kind of motivation...

Among them, the instructors are the most active. They give long lectures when giving reports, chatting and laughing at the dinner table, and toasting with leaders... They are easy to deal with in all aspects.

I'm too lazy to pay attention to this... The main reason is that the leading cadres always hold your hand and say, "Thank you for your hard work, comrades, I represent the Party and the people... Thank you!"

I can still deal with it twice this time, and I did it ten or eight times... Oh my God! Only people like the instructor can still keep their smiles.

The only time I didn’t feel bored was a report at the stadium.

As for the reports made by the stadium... At that time, the people in the concentration came from all walks of life. There were individual businesses, small vendors, unemployed young people and even gangsters.

The reports made by the soldiers in that time were also very interesting. Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was not as serious as other places...

The first person to go to the stage was Liang Lianbing. He raised his fists and said his thoughts on the battlefield... First: I am a party member, second, I am big, have good physical fitness, and have a strong spirit. Who will meet me after three years of being a soldier?

I have taken a pill? Third: I have strong military skills and have participated in military performances in the army. I can fire 40 rockets on my shoulders. Fourth, I am not an orphan, two brothers, and I have an older brother after sacrifice. My family is still there after my sacrifice.

No burden. Fifth...

When he spoke of this, his hands were a little sore. As soon as he put down his fist, a light flashed in front of him. He realized that someone was taking a photo, so he raised his hand with his head raised his chest again.

He said loudly: "I want to avenge my sacrificed comrades!"

There was applause from the audience, but his funny appearance made the soldiers behind him laugh.

Xu Guochun is just kidding. He rushed to the stage now. He didn't write a manuscript, but stared at his palm, pretending to be like reading a speech: "First... I'm less than 1.7 meters tall

The deepest trench on the high ground is only 1.73 meters deep, and the enemy cannot fight at any stop. Second, I am not a party member, but I am a league member... We must also win the breath for the league members. Third, I have not been in the army for a long time,

The military quality is not good, but the battlefield is a good place for us to train. Fourth, I am an orphan, and my parents died early... But the orphans are even more irresistible and burdened..."

After hearing this, the soldiers behind him understood that Xu Guochun was destroying Liang Lianjun! The people in the audience also understood that they were all amused by Xu Guochun.

"Finally!" Xu Guochun raised his fists as Liang Lianbing: "I only have one thing like the third platoon leader, and I am avenging my sacrificed comrades!"

"Wow..." There was another applause from the audience, accompanied by the applause and the audience's understanding laughter.

This is another different scenery, which is completely different from the atmosphere of giving a report in factories, schools, and halls... This is the three original colors of the soldiers, this is the true self of the soldiers, and it is also very close to the audience.

Natural integration into one.

At this time, the bayonet came up, holding a piece of paper in his hand, which looked like a manuscript but not a manuscript... because he didn't look at the piece of paper.

"Comrades!" Bayonet let go of his voice and said, "I have nothing to say, and I have no idea to go to the battlefield, but there is something I keep in my heart and I don't feel uncomfortable. I'm talking about a soldier under my command.

It is also my fellow villager. His name is Tang Zonglu... When my company was stationed in the 581 Highland, I was idle in hiding in the tunnel and was addicted to smoking... This soldier always didn't smoke enough cigarettes, and he always asked his comrades for a long time.

I felt embarrassed, so I asked my family for fifty yuan to buy cigarettes, and planned to ask the soldiers to smoke a few..."

As he said that, he raised the paper in his hand and said, "This is a letter from home. I will recite to you: Brother Zonglu, you insist on not joining the army. My mother at home is sick and bedridden.

Your sister-in-law was hospitalized for dysfunction and couldn't even pay the hospitalization fee. She also borrowed 100 yuan from her relatives... Where can I buy cigarettes for you... My family is so poor, why do you still..."

After reading this, the bayonet could no longer be read. The tears as big as beans fell off, and the people around seemed to understand something. The stadium that was still noisy just now was so quiet that it fell off.

You can hear it even if you are.

The bayonet calmed down and continued, "This letter... Tang Zonglu was not received in the end. The night before the letter was sent, the Japanese came to touch the hole and stuffed an explosive bag into his cat's ear hole.

...In the end, I couldn't find anything, and blood and mud were all mixed together..."

With a "woosh", there was a gust of wind in the stadium, and it turned out that everyone was crying.

This was the only time that no reporter came to interview after the meeting, because they cried so hard that they couldn't help it... That scene, that grievance, and the simple words of the bayonet... They gave everyone present one on the spot

Shocked. Even I, who was originally very disdainful of this report, couldn't help but crying when my nose was sore. Not to mention Zhang Fan beside me, his eyes were flowing out "swinging"

, I was a little out of breath when I cried.

This does not mean that crying will have educational effects. There are too many scenes of crying in unison in this era, including real and fake, and all the motivations. But this time... I dare say that everyone is in love with the truth.

, This is not a political expression, because most audiences do not have units, so there is no need for them to do this. Even if there is a unit doing this, no one will know what unit it is, and there will be no benefits at all.

Then people went crazy, cheering, applauding, shaking hands, and offering flowers. For more than an hour, I could see nothing, only my arms, flowers and tears! Each of our heroes' hands were swollen, and both arms were sore,

More than fifty chairs in the stadium were broken. The staff said that they had never encountered such a scene. Zhang Fan asked the army to pay for the chair. They said that it was understandable that the chair was broken in this case.

I'm happy, no need to pay!

Afterwards, Zhang Fan also said that his superiors did not pay attention to this report from the stadium, but he did not expect that it would achieve unprecedented results, exceeding any future.

From this perspective, some things do not need to be done too superficial or too programmatically, so that soldiers and the people can communicate from the heart, simple and sincerely... We have come from the battlefield.

Enough heroic deeds can impress the people.

In fact, it goes without saying the people... When we relive those past events, when we think of the hardships we endured in the tunnel, and when we think of the sacrificed comrades, we must silently apply a handful of bitter tears.

But here, some people think that this is not enough, but they want to add to the slightest...

For example, the newspaper soon published a passage like this: The night before the young soldier Wang Kechang went to the front line, he held his mother's hand tightly and said, "Mom, I am a soldier of the People's Republic of China, for my motherland, for China.

Every inch of soil on the earth, I would like to offer my 18-year-old youth. Mom, if my son died in battle, don’t be sad. My son sacrificed his life for the country and the whole family will be glorious..."

That day, Wang Kechang kept crying when he saw the newspaper.

The warrior next to him looked at it and wondered: "What are you crying? Isn't this well written?"

Wang Kechang twitched his nose and replied, "How great it would be if this was really. I could meet my mother. My mother left when I was five years old... I can't even remember her appearance!"

OK! Now I have experienced the excellence of journalists in this era!

There are actually quite a lot of things like this. Just pick up a newspaper and you can see what is written in it... A certain high ground was cut by an enemy artillery for a few meters, and even if you catch a handful of soil, you can find more than a dozen shrapnel...

I absolutely believe this situation is real on the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, but on the battlefield of self-defense counterattack against Vietnam... Our artillery is several times stronger than the Japanese. If it weren't for a special situation, it would always be suppressing Vietnam.

The army's artillery attacks, and our position can still make the Yue Japanese explode like this? Does that mean the artillery's incompetence from another aspect?

Zhang Fan also seemed helpless about this. According to her words... it was: "The reporter's pen is in their hands. We can't control how they write it. Maybe it's a need for publicity!"

If I say a few more words, she smiled and said, "Look, I don't look like people from this era!"
Chapter completed!