The day I received the admission notice from the 985 University, I (Chen Feng) tore up the document—I grew up listening to my grandfather's military stories, and the idea of "becoming a soldier" was already engraved in my bones. Regardless of my parents' objections, I walked into the military camp with my luggage on my back and became an ordinary private.
The life of the recruit company was more cruel than imagined: I finished last every time in the five-kilometer cross-country, I practiced push-ups until my arms cramped, my knees were worn out by tactical training, and the squad leader's reprimands and comrades' questions hit me like a whip. But I didn't admit defeat - others practiced for one hour, and I practiced for three hours; when others were resting, I practiced more physical fitness; I hid under the quilt at night, secretly reviewing the training movements during the day, and summarizing my mistakes.
Three months later, in the recruit assessment, I went from the bottom to the third place in overall performance, and received the "Excellent Recruit" medal; the following year, I participated in the special operations selection, and in subjects such as extreme cross-country, wilderness survival, and live-fire shooting, I relied on my calm judgment and tenacious will to succeed. Breaking through among hundreds of people; after joining the special operations force, I faced more rigorous training and more dangerous tasks, and I broke through the limits again and again: border drug arrests to arrest gun-toting drug dealers, earthquake relief and disaster relief to search and rescue survivors in the ruins, transnational joint exercises to compete with foreign military experts...
