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The next morning was the Parade, and we were set to leave in the afternoon. There was a lot to do. The School Leadership arrived for the Parade, which started at nine o'clock. From the moment we woke up, we were busy packing our backpacks and cleaning up. After finishing our tasks in the morning, we would have lunch, and at the sound of a command in the afternoon, we would have to leave. By the time everything was arranged, it was already eight-thirty.
With a whistle blown, everyone gathered and lined up to enter the venue. Everything was tense yet orderly. To me, it wasn't a big deal, but since this was the first Military Training mission assigned by our unit, I couldn't let them down, so I took it very seriously.
For this Parade, I decided not to have the instructors lead each formation; instead, I creatively separated the students from the instructors. The instructors formed the first squadron, followed by the students arranged in rows. This was mainly to create a comparison, allowing the school leaders to see that the new students' military demeanor was not much worse than that of the instructors.
Time quickly passed to nine o'clock, and with the arrival of the leaders, the Parade finally began. The students stood straight, fully aware that after such a long period of Military Training, this was their final opportunity to perform. Each one was particularly serious about it. Of course, some who were physically unable were assigned to watch from the Stage.
The leaders' speeches concluded swiftly. Next came a speech from a student representative, followed by the Parade itself. I stood beside the viewing platform and gave commands to Sheng Xiong and Xuanhua; they immediately organized the troops into formation as they led them out as the front squadron. Some might wonder why I didn't lead; of course, I would lead during the inspection by military leadership, but in this occasion, I preferred not to lead—I had my own pride.
Sheng Xiong and Xuanhua were quite tall and perfectly suited to lead at the front. The remaining soldiers formed a neat squadron of forty-nine individuals. Watching everyone march out while shouting slogans filled me with pride; these little buddies had turned out well—they were worth nurturing. If possible, I would have liked to stay with these soldiers forever. However, life is full of uncertainties; little did I know that soon I would leave my Unit and these passionate young men behind as I embarked on another strange journey in life—the first part of my story in Tomb Immortal.
Putting aside those thoughts, the Parade went exceptionally well. When School Leadership saw each neatly organized squadron marching past while shouting slogans, they all stood up excitedly clapping their hands. Indeed, from being disorganized at first to now being orderly, this transformation was significant and evident to everyone—the results were clearly achieved.
With this success, the atmosphere during lunch became even more lively. After a toast from the Department Leader expressing gratitude, students learned about our instructors' departure in the afternoon. During our meal, many rushed into the cafeteria; even the beer prepared by the school was consumed quickly. Some students brought their own beer as well, which also disappeared rapidly. By the end of it all, students even crowded back into the instructor's dormitory; quite a few carried boxes of beer from nearby convenience stores claiming it was for their class leader's farewell.
I initially didn't want anyone to drink too much for fear of accidents; however, after much hesitation, I didn't stop them. It was clear that these kids genuinely didn't want to part with their soldiers—after spending so much time together, it's only natural for feelings to develop.
Some people joined me for drinks; however, perhaps because I often wore a serious expression, there weren't many who dared to drink with me. As a result, I felt uncomfortable going from room to room checking on everyone and ended up hiding alone in my own room on the Stage.
But as I drank more, something felt off about the atmosphere. How should I put it? Words couldn't quite capture it—boys were hugging instructors nonstop while many girls were holding onto soldiers' hands or tugging at their clothes while crying; they clearly couldn't accept that their companions were leaving after spending so much time together. The soldiers were equally at a loss on how to comfort everyone or express themselves; I caught Xuanhua discreetly wiping her eyes and saw Jinghe covering her face.
Eventually, it became evident that everyone had drunk too much; nearly all were sitting on floors in rooms and hallways singing while drinking—some sang songs about friendship or heartfelt heroes while others sang various sad or joyful old songs. As they sang on without knowing how long it had been—perhaps tired or lost for words—they eventually fell silent not knowing what song to sing next. My tolerance for alcohol wasn't great; fearing someone might force me to drink more, I quietly hid in a corner listening to them sing for quite some time with wet eyes for reasons unknown.
Later on, someone began crying out loud which led many others to join in tears as well—it left me feeling quite unsettled inside. Ultimately we had to leave; continuing like this wouldn't be good either. After much thought, I quietly took out my phone and called our driver asking him to come pick us up immediately. I stepped into the hallway and glanced at the students and soldiers lying on the floor before gently exiting the dormitory to wait outside for our ride.
As I stepped outside, I happened upon the Deputy Director of Logistics who had come over worried about potential issues. Recognizing his intentions, I told him that our vehicle would arrive soon and once we left these kids would calm down. After eleven o'clock passed and classes resumed for a few days afterward, their spirits would lift again—after all life must move forward. Having experienced many farewells myself over time has taught me that time is indeed the best healer.
Standing alone in front of the dormitory building feeling somewhat melancholic, who would have guessed that when I turned around I'd see Xiaojing? I truly didn't know how she had come here.
"Is it still not over?" she pointed inside and gently asked while looking for Hong Ba.
I nodded. "That's how it is," she said. "We were the same back then. But it will get better slowly."
I nodded again, unsure of what to say.
Xiaojing noticed that I seemed a bit down and didn't say much more, simply standing quietly beside me.
After a while, I heard the sound of horns. Turning my head, I saw several trucks from our unit parked along the road by the landscaped area in front of the building.
I hesitated for a moment and looked at Xiaojing. "I'll take everyone back first."
"Okay. Go ahead, and contact me later," Xiaojing smiled.
I took out my whistle; it was the first time I felt that blowing a whistle was a cruel thing to do.
No matter how reluctant I was, we still had to leave. I silently thought to myself, I'm sorry, everyone.
The sharp sound of the whistle pierced the air. "Sharp Blade Company, prepare for Backpack assembly!" I shouted loudly. I knew that no matter how reluctant the soldiers were, as long as they heard "Sharp Blade Company," they would have no choice but to act.
In less than thirty seconds, soldiers with their packs rushed out one after another, lining up in front of me. Of course, some were unsteady from drinking too much, their faces flushed. For the first time, I didn't criticize their formation; I just silently watched them line up before me.
Two minutes passed without any more soldiers coming out, while more and more students gathered to watch. Looking at the five rows in front of me, I called out, "Count off!"
"One! Two!"
Soon, the soldiers finished counting—fifty-one of them, not one missing.
I took a deep breath. "Comrades!"
They all stood at attention as I continued, "At ease. I want to tell you that this time on duty, you all did exceptionally well. The School Leadership has given us very high praise, and as for the students and teachers, you must have already felt their recognition and reluctance."
"I'm proud of you but I have to say, this is not over yet. I believe the spirit of Sharp Blade Company will continue on in these students. This is what you leave behind, and this is the best gift you leave to them. I know that everyone is a little sad and reluctant to leave, but we are soldiers, and we have our own posts after all. However, I believe that we will all gather together again in the future. Now I order" All the soldiers below stood at attention. I turned around and slowly looked at the crowd of students standing in front of the building, "Thank you Sharp Blade Company for saluting." I took the lead in raising my hands and saluting the students. The soldiers followed me and raised their hands and saluted. The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then burst into warm applause. The students clapped and shouted, some yelling not to leave, some yelling instructor hello, and some girls yelling I love you. I couldn't hear clearly anymore. , but I can see many people crying. I let out a long sigh, and my eyes started to get wet again. I had to turn around and shout "Pedal." After shouting, I walked to the truck by myself. I was worried that if I didn't walk, I would cry in a while. I sat numbly in the cab until Xuanhua opened the door, sat next to me, and whispered, "Get in the car." I couldn't bear to look outside anymore and said to the driver, "Let's drive." The convoy slowly started to move, We are leaving. To be continued, the next section will be more exciting <div style="text-aliger;margin-bottom:30px"><a id="pb_shouye" .akxs6.odules article="" addbookcase.php?bid="5110&cid=2970574""> 《</a id="pb_shouye" .akxs6.odules></div style="text-aliger;margin-bottom:30px">
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