On February 13, 2010, on New Year's Eve, the 374 Island also celebrates the New Year's Eve dinner. Sea cucumbers and abalone are tired of eating. Tonight's protagonists are roasted pork, roast chicken and lamb legs. Although they are cold dishes brought by fishermen from the shore from a hundred miles away, they are still rare delicacies after heating.

The TV was on the Spring Festival Gala, and the indoor stove was strong. Huang Yaowu raised his glass and said, "It's the new year soon. Let's make three wishes and strive to achieve this year. My first wish is to leave 374. The second wish is to be able to get the deputy camp. Once the deputy camp is promoted, the family can follow the army. My wife works as a salesperson in the supermarket in my hometown. It costs 600 yuan a month. It's very hard to take care of the children alone. My son is in the third grade and studies very well, but the education conditions in my hometown are not good. I want him to go to Dongdao to study, and his wife and children are with him, so he can be at ease. The third wish is, I hope everyone can achieve their wishes."

Gao Xiaobo said: "Company Commander, you are really particular. You will share three wishes with us. My first wish is to leave 374. The second wish is to promote the fourth-level non-commissioned officer. Logically, I should have raised it long ago. If I were to suppress it, I would have transferred my career. I will give it to everyone. I will also give it to you."

Zhu Mengjun said: "I'll come. My first wish is like you. I'm leaving 374. The second wish is that I hope to become an officer and keep the third wish myself. I'm doing something big before leaving 374. I didn't think about what the specific thing is."

Huang Yaowu said: "Pan Xing, tell me."

Pershing still had a bad face: "My first wish is to leave 374, the second wish is to leave 374, the third wish is to leave 374, that's it."

Finally, it was Fu Ping'an's turn. His first wish was the same as everyone else, and he left 374. The second wish was a little thoughtful and said, "I will be discharged from the army at the end of this year. I hope I can clear the grievances before I retire. The third one... I want to fight with the people from the T army."

Everyone laughed and said, Fu Ping'an, you are quite vengeful. If you fight with Lao T, you can buy the medicine for the fall and spray first.

As he was smiling, the radio station rang. As a confidential staff officer, Pan Xing immediately stepped forward to answer the call. The superior sent a voice call, which was a signal transmitted by the optical cable under the sea, which was clear and clean. Pan Xing put on his headphones and heard a sweet female voice: "374, 374, this is the No. 1 station in the garrison area. I am Liu Xiaona, the on-duty operator of the No. 1 station. On the occasion of the Spring Festival, I only extend my warm greetings to all the soldiers of the communication company on behalf of all the soldiers of the communication company. Thank you for your hard work!"

Pan Xing said calmly: "I'll let you go now, you can say it again."

The outside was opened, and the room was filled with greetings from the mainland. The five men had not heard the woman's voice for several months. They were all excited at this moment. Gao Xiaobo said: "Old Wu, it's Liu Xiaona, your girl, go and talk!"

Fu Ping'an was pushed over by everyone, took the microphone, and subconsciously said the official article: "Hello comrades-in-arms, I only represent 374 comrades-in-arms on the island, to the Communications Company... When it comes to the Communications Company, a thorn suddenly popped up in his heart, like a thorn in his throat, and he couldn't continue talking."

Fortunately, Liu Xiaona immediately took over the conversation: "Thank you for your blessings. Today is a special day. The superior leader gives you a gift. Everyone can talk to their family. Now I will answer the first call. Fu Ping'an, you are ready."

At this moment, on Building 5, Heping Community, Huaimen City, Fan Dongsheng and Fu Dongmei were eating dumplings around the TV. Suddenly the phone rang. Fu Dongmei said that she must be a relative who called to pay New Year's greetings, so she picked up the receiver and fed it.

But what came was a strange, sweet female voice: "Hello, Auntie, this is Station No. 1, Dongshan Governance District, and you will be connected with your relatives who are serving on the island. Please wait."

Isn’t the Dongshan Garage Area the troops where my son is located? Fu Dongmei quickly pressed the hands-free. After a series of waiting sounds, Fu Ping'an’s voice finally came: “Hey, hey, mom, dad, Fan Dongsheng, can you hear it?”

"I can't, can I hear you, where are you, Ping An? Why did you go to the island? Mom is so worried about you." Fu Dongmei shouted to the phone.

"We are originally a coastal defense force, so of course we have to garrison the island. Mom, I'm pretty good. I'm tired of eating seafood every day, sea cucumber, shark fin, abalone and sea urchin. Have you received the seafood I sent home last time?"

"I received it. Your dad and I ate a little, and the rest was given to people. I also gave some to your former boss Chen Qian. When she was 28 years old, the couple came to their house and gave a lot of things. You boss is really a person-oriented..."

Fan Dong pulled Fu Dongmei aside and shouted, "Ping An, have you made a party vote? Have you got the third-class merit? You have to get it before you retire from the army, otherwise you will be in vain for two years."

Fu Dongmei pulled Fan Dong back again and said that the island was wet, so be careful not to have arthritis. The couple chatted, and in a blink of an eye, the time came, and the sweet female voice cut in, saying that the call time was over and that it would be left for other comrades.

"Son, do your best, strive to achieve meritorious service and receive honor, and win glory to your family." Fan Dong shouted at the end.

Next was Huang Yaowu and others talking to their homes. The content was similar. The only exception was Pan Xing. He refused to call. Station No. 1 contacted his home, and his family also refused to call his son. Everyone knew that Pan Xing's father, Lao Pan, had broken off relations with his son. He had no worries in this world and couldn't bear to stimulate him. The call project was over hastily, and Liu Xiaona didn't say anything to Fu Ping'an, but everyone remembered her sweet voice.

This call was won by Luo Jin. There are hundreds of islands within the garrison area, but not every island can get the chance.

Liu Xiaona didn't know the truth about the thief. She thought it was Luo Jin's conscience who found it, and she looked gratefully, but the latter avoided it.

On the island of 374, in the following time, everyone was not even interested in watching the Spring Festival Gala with unstable satellite signals. From Liu Xiaona's voice to the female soldiers in the communication company, from female soldiers to the anecdotes of the courtyard, and to the soldiers' rank system that was modified in the previous few months.

The military rank system of soldiers was reformed last year. In the past, non-commissioned officers were divided into six levels, the highest was six levels, and the lowest was one level. Now soldiers are still private and privates. The soldiers are changed to seven levels, and the title of upper and middle corps is restored. The title of upper and middle corps is restored. The first level is the highest. The existing non-commissioned officer rank has been modified. The modification of the current non-commissioned officer has been completed on the mainland. But no one can care about these two non-commissioned officers who are 374. They didn’t even touch the new epaulettes, so they won’t mention the promotion. Gao Xiaobo and Zhu Mengjun were already full of resentment. They drank some wine and cursed in different ways.

Fu Ping'an was even more miserable. He was the second year soldier. Logically speaking, he should have been promoted to the top rank, but he still had the rank of private.

But at this time, he didn't care about the more and less crutches on his shoulders.

The common wish of the five soldiers is to leave 374 Island. In fact, this is not a luxury. Generally speaking, soldiers stationed in such deserted islands will have to rotate in three months, but the garrison area is insufficient, one carrot and one pit, and these goods are all disgusting characters, so they forget them intentionally or unintentionally. Except for Fu Ping'an, who is a conscript who will definitely leave the island after the service period this year, the other four people, two officers and two non-commissioned officers, are far away.

...

April was coming in a blink of an eye. Fu Ping'an received a birthday gift from his brothers, a scope for 85 snipers. The specific origin is unclear. Zhu Mengjun specially made a modification kit for him, which can be perfectly fixed on the Bayi Bar. From then on, Bayi Bar turned into a sniper rifle and hit wherever he pointed.

But Fu Ping'an is not a sniper in the modern sense. He is just a sharpshooter. The sniper is a system composed of shooters and deputys, as well as professional sniper rifles and rangefinders. It is the most important thing to snipe the enemy's important targets thousands of meters away. The most important thing is not the accuracy of aiming, but precise calculations. It often takes several hours of calculation and waiting for a shot. Fu Ping'an has not received professional training. He can only use the Bayi Bar to penetrate the Yangyang within a range of sight. However, as an infantryman, this is already the top level.

The sharpshooter was not trained by hanging a kettle and bricks at the muzzle, but was fed tens of thousands of bullets. There were enough bullets on the island for him to use them freely, and this is how the gun feel came about.

In addition to marksmanship and English proficiency, Fu Ping'an watched those four movies over and over again every night, memorizing the lines and practicing authentic American accents. It is useless to get into CET-4 and CET-6, but it is enough to go out for a travel conversation.

Through these two things, Fu Ping'an also understood one thing: there is talent in this world, but talent alone is far from enough. A lot of repeated practice day after day can make up for the shortcomings of talent. Everyone can say this sentence, but not everyone can truly understand it.

Just like Zhu Mengjun's achievements in electronic machinery, he has accumulated since childhood. This guy has a wealthy family. He has played model aircraft since he was a child and assembled robots by himself. He went to Jiangdong Science and Technology in college. If he hadn't had the dream of joining the army, he would have been a white-collar worker in a large company.

As the weather warms up, Fu Ping'an's swimming time also increases. He likes to dive, especially free diving without equipment. Fortunately, he met a teacher who often drove a fishing boat to 374 Island to comfort the old fisherman PLA Uncle Fat Hong. This uncle often dives and salvages sea urchins and teaches Fu Ping'an many diving skills, which are the secret skills passed down by fishermen from generation to generation.

After the spring fishing moratorium ended, fishing boats competed for thousands of sails, and the surrounding area of ​​374 Island was full of fishing boats. One day, Uncle Fat Hong's boat came again. This time, it brought everyone a strange thing, a slender cylinder more than two meters long, with English printed on it, and a line of striking yellow Chinese characters.

"The sonar has no copper, and it is useless to catch it."

The honest fisherman uncle said: "I caught this from the net. I guess it might be something from the army, so I brought it to you."

Huang Yaowu remained silent and represented the military subordinates. When the fishing boat left, everyone around the thing was pointed and pointed.

Zhu Mengjun said: "This is the US military's sonar buoy, why did it come here?"

Gao Xiaobo said: "This is to steal our military intelligence. I guess our navy's nuclear submarines often pass by here."

Thinking of the 374 Island itself as a secret submarine base, everyone agrees that they are the army and do not understand the professional knowledge of the navy, but they also understand the complexity of the sea, the unevenness of the seabed, the different directions of the ocean currents, and even the concentration of sea water is different in each area. Without mastering detailed hydrological data, submarines cannot fight.
Chapter completed!