Hug, tears, don't turn around ■ Lei bin The song of camel bell rises again, and the mood of parting haunts every military camp. At the command, the veterans who have completed their service say goodbye to the military flag with the last military salute, and take off their collars and epaulets in tears... In this way, hugging, tears and turning around constitute the simplest and purest moving scene of Veterans' retirement. This kind of hug is not only emotional, but also spiritual. Those who will leave will not let go, and those who continue to stick will not let go. How many times, how many times share joys and sorrows, how many times, how many times share life and death, condensed into the affectionate embrace of this moment. In the heweitan border defense company with an altitude of more than 5000 meters, veterans and recruits waded across the glacier and sang "heweitan Liange". Dai Wei, who had been guarding Karakoram for 12 years, came to the clothes grave of the old monitor of Houshan for the last time and said goodbye to him. That year, the old squad leader yerden Bayer hong'er had a plateau disease during the border patrol, and remained at the top of Kunlun forever, leaving a spiritual monument to his comrades in arms. At this time, tears goodbye, the truth surging. The iron and steel man who once lost his skin and meat on the training ground and stood up in a critical moment without fear of life and death, burst into tears because of such a parting. For veterans, the moment they take off their ranks and epaulets is painful. For the comrades in arms who saw them off, they felt the pain by watching the veterans resist their tears and watching the smiling faces of the veterans supported by their will. The cadres who comforted the veterans at the scene also burst into tears. For veterans, military uniforms have grown in their bones. What's more, they also cherish their responsibility and loyalty to their mission. "Say yes, turn around and don't look back.". Countless veterans told themselves this before getting on the bus, just to not increase the sadness of those who continue to stick to it. However, countless times, scenes contrary to the assumption were staged again and again. Looking at the comrades in arms who saw off in the sunshine, the comrades in arms who saw off in the middle of the night, the comrades in arms who waved while running after the bus, and the comrades in arms who saluted on the platform, their emotional dam collapsed in an instant. Some veterans pressed their faces tightly against the window glass just to take a last look at their close brothers in arms. At that moment, the sentence "I will come back to see you" shouted became the voice of all veterans. Hug, cry goodbye, turn around... The veteran with big red flowers on his chest left. For the comrades in arms who continue to serve, the spirit left by the veterans will never go away. Like the veterans who have led them and created brilliance, they will move towards maturity and success step by step. Bye, veteran! Veterans, take care! Last day of camp Bye, Karakoram ■ Zhang kuntang, Ma Taotao, Dong Hao Veterans of a brigade of the Xinjiang Military Region said goodbye to their comrades in arms before leaving the team. Photo by Cao zuozhang Set foot on the patrol line When he woke up, staff sergeant pan Shangshang looked at his watch and it was 6:30. Due to the time difference of more than two hours with the mainland, the plateau military camp is still immersed in the light night. It's still some time before you get up. Pan Shangshang quietly put on his coat, walked out of the dormitory and came to the small warehouse to sort out the line patrol equipment. This is another winter morning in Karakoram. As usual, the light passes through the window glass with water vapor attached to the inside, and at the same time, it also "dilutes" the bone penetrating chill outside. For staff sergeant pan Shangshang of a brigade of the Xinjiang Military Region, he will retire from active service tomorrow and will conduct his last line patrol today. On the plateau, patrolling optical cable lines is an important task for the signal corps. Pan Shangshang is a veteran about to leave the team. The company has arranged someone to replace him, but he still insists on stepping on the road of patrol line. "Just carry your things!" before starting, pan Shangshang instinctively hid from corporal Huang Qingfeng, who was trying to carry things for him. At this moment, he remembered his former self. In the past, the veterans who knew that they were leaving the team felt uncomfortable. Pan Shangshang also did this, as if grabbing something to carry could help the veterans relieve their mood. Today, pan Shangshang suddenly understood why the former veterans did this - "as long as I haven't left, I'm still a soldier". At 9:15, pan Shangshang and Huang Qingfeng walked out of the camp gate. The route to be inspected is long, and the normal round trip takes 4 hours. The patrol road between mountains and valleys is full of stones of different heights. You should be extra careful at every step. "There was no way before. Everyone came out with their feet." carrying more than 20 kilograms of equipment, pan Shangshang said to Huang Qingfeng, who was panting behind him, "give me your hands. When you go uphill, you should land on the soles of your feet first, and then change your feet. It's not easy to fall." The "breakhead slope" is composed of a steep slope about 10 meters long and a cliff about 1.3 meters high. It is the only way for optical cable laying. This was once pan Shangshang's "sad place". It was a snowy day, and pan Shangshang guaranteed an important video conference. "Dada, dada..." shortly after the video signal was interrupted, the phone rang - the communication optical cable was damaged. Picking up the toolbox, pan Shangshang plunged into the wind and snow. Due to the lack of oxygen in the plateau, pan Shangshang walked and ran for a while. He arrived at the "guillotine slope" in only 40 minutes. It is this 1.3m drop that makes the strong wind drag the optical cable out. The night seemed to freeze in the extreme cold, and the fiber melting machine connected to the optical cable was not easy to use. It took pan Shangshang half an hour to connect the optical cable. "When the communication resumed, the meeting was over." hearing the news, pan Shangshang sat down in the snow, full of grievances. When he thought about it now, he felt a little warm in his heart. When we returned to the camp after the patrol inspection, it was already 15:30. Pan Shangshang, they have missed the meal. Expertly took out lunch from the canteen insulation barrel, and the hot air of rice flowed into pan Shangshang's heart along his frozen fingers. This was a very daily scene, which made him "click" in his heart, "I'm afraid this is the last time he took food from the company's insulated bucket". Pan Shangshang, a veteran of a brigade of the Xinjiang Military Region, participated in the last line patrol before leaving the team. Photo by Wang Wenqiang Pick stars for my son When I got up after lunch break, the wind became stronger. Pan Shangshang asked the company for leave and was ready to go for mountaineering training with the reconnaissance class of the reconnaissance company. When pan Shangshang was drafted into the army, his first volunteer was a scout, but he failed to do so. After that, he worked as a signal soldier for 12 years. Before leaving the team, pan Shangshang decided to experience the taste of scouts and realized his wish. The road leading to the top of the mountain is less than 1.5 meters wide and has many sharp bends. Next to it is a steep cliff more than ten meters high. With the increase of altitude, pan Shangshang with backpack on his back had more and more difficulty breathing, and his lungs and throat were burning. When he stopped to wipe his sweat, pan Shangshang looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, clenched his teeth and followed up again. The wind roared in my ears and the hillside became steeper and steeper. Following his comrades in arms of the reconnaissance class, pan Shangshang climbed up the rock with his bow and grasp. Without thinking, he stepped into the air. His body slid down the mountain, and the wounds on his right arm and knee were immediately cut and blood flowed out. "It's all right, I can hold on." but the young comrades in arms of the reconnaissance team did not care to listen. They pushed and dragged pan Shangshang to the top of the mountain. The mountains are small. Standing on the top of the mountain, pan Shangshang watched the boundless sunshine pouring down and shining on the plateau stretching towards the distance, and once again felt the meaning of "great rivers and mountains" and unprecedented pride and satisfaction. "There is a country in his heart, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are home." looking at the place he patrolled in front of him, he suddenly thought of this sentence. Before going down the mountain, he carefully selected two stones from the top of the mountain and carefully stuffed them into his backpack. "I want to bring coke some gifts and tell him that my father didn't accompany him before. He went to the sky to pick stars for him!" Coke is pan Shangshang's son. He has only been with his son for one month since he was born in June 2019. When he hugged coke during that visit, he burst into tears. When the child got used to him and finally let him hold him quietly, he stepped on the train back to the army. Back to the camp, it was 19:20. After dinner, he talked to his wife on the phone: "I'll be back soon!" hung up the phone. He walked quietly for a long time in the deepening night. Veterans of a brigade of Xinjiang Military Region kissed the badge affectionately. Photo by Wang Wenqiang He hugged "kongka" At 8:15 the next day, hearing the familiar melody of camel bell, pan Shangshang felt his nose sour. He immediately reminded himself, "don't cry today". This is the small goal he set for himself - to leave his smile to his comrades in arms when they leave. Pan Shangshang, who lives in Hebei, has a rich family. At first, he came to the army to exercise himself. No, he has worked in the army for 12 years. Before the sergeant was promoted to staff sergeant, he had already handed the application for leaving the team to the instructor. As soon as he got out of the tent and saw his familiar comrades in arms and barracks, he immediately regretted, "I can't give up the barracks, comrades in arms and this military uniform". At 8:45, the veterans had dinner in advance. Pan Shangshang couldn't swallow his favorite mutton dumplings. It's time to leave. "Pan Shangshang." "at 9:20, after the last roll call, the veterans began to walk to the bus at the gate of the camp. The comrades in arms of the company rushed up to help the veterans carry their bags and carry their luggage. Hugging, hugging one by one, familiar faces reminded him of a lot, and tears swirled in his eyes. Can't cry, he reminded himself. At this time, he saw the military dog "kongka". Kongka was desperately drilling out of the arm circle of one comrade in arms, and another comrade in arms was holding a chain to tie it. Carelessly, "kongka" broke free and went straight to pan Shangshang. "Kongka" is a large dog presented to the company by kongka Shankou border defense company. Pan Shangshang has been feeding it for more than a year. "Kongka, you can't do this!" pan Shangshang, who was ready to get on the bus, turned around and hugged kongka. After taking over the chain in the hands of his comrades in arms, pan Shangshang stroked and put on "kongka". "Wuwu..." kongka "fell down instantly, like a wronged child. After tying up the "kongka", pan Shangshang got on the car. The car drove away. Looking at the comrades in arms who waved after the car, looking at the "empty card", pan Shangshang, who sat by the window, couldn't help it anymore. He opened the window and shouted, "I'll come to see you, I'll come to see you -" With this cry, his tears finally burst out. Goodbye, spray reef ■ Lei bin, Ke Yongxin At the retirement ceremony organized by a regiment at a joint training base of the navy in the southern theater, company cadres took off shoulder badges for veterans. Photographed by he Lihua Open the mobile map, zoom out, zoom out again. The finger needs to slide about 7 times before the screen can appear white - blue from a piece of blue, representing the ocean; White represents land. I can't count how many times I've done this. Over the years, every time I was on vacation or homesick, Li Xingyou, a fourth grade sergeant and diesel engine technician of a unit of the Nansha garrison, would open the map to find the location of my home. His home is in Xinxiang, Henan Province, a city full of fireworks; At his feet is Chigua reef, a small reef far from the mainland of the motherland. Also go home, this time, Li Xingyou