Box 27

"Road" is the core image of this work, but it is not a heroic road "leading to the distance", but a road hanging in mid-air with "no end in sight". It's not that Shen Meng didn't know how difficult that road was, she even calculated all the "prices" before setting off: the deputy group in three years, the main group in five years, sitting in the corner at the class reunion, and her parents not knowing how to tell the neighbors about their daughter's whereabouts. She didn't pretend that these things didn't exist, she just said, "Even if it's wrong, I admit it."

She came, came here, came to the Gobi Desert. She will find them, the company, Zhou Dajiang, and Han Yongqiang. Welcome her to join! Welcome Shen Meng to join us.

Zhou Dajiang completed the "South Sudan Peacekeeping" mission and returned. It's good to be back, really good!

I didn't know I would choke out tears. Not knowing means not knowing. "Mailbox No. 27", You can learn about it through this book.

"Mailbox No. 27", A military training ground in the desert, practicing battles with real swords and guns, not just for fame. Performing martial arts is also a battlefield, making silent sacrifices, perfecting oneself, and guarding the frontier.

The beauty of this chapter lies not in the "golden words", but in the seemingly casual details: Fried eggs with tomatoes - red food triggers traumatic memories. This image is so accurate. Not because tomatoes look like blood (that's too literal), but because they are "glowingly red." A person who has returned from the battlefield has a sensitivity to red that ordinary people cannot imagine. In the time it took him to chew that bite—"maybe ten seconds, maybe half a minute"—the person next to him had already started eating the second bowl. This dislocation of the sense of time is more impactful than any psychological description. The speed of folding quilts has slowed down - he said "not deliberately", but the truth is: "When he was in South Sudan, he folded quilts very seriously every day. It was not because of discipline, but because he needed something he could control." This sentence is the key to the entire chapter. Traumatized people often seek a sense of control in the smallest and most inconspicuous things. Folding quilts, cleaning guns, neatly folding tissues - these are the anchor points he tries to hold on to in a world that is out of control. The tissue in the pocket - given by the female military doctor. He carried it all day and even put it next to his pillow when he slept. He didn't wipe his tears with it (he didn't cry at all), but he kept squeezing it and touching it. This detail is so delicate. What does that tissue represent? Maybe it's evidence that "someone saw me," maybe it's a soft thing to hold, maybe it's nothing. But its recurrence is more convincing than any line of psychological analysis.

What Wei Jianguo said on the phone, "Those people are not simple," what Han Yongqiang wrote before reviewing the materials, "They are not soldiers, but seeds," what Zhou Dajiang said, "do not accept fate," and finally the sentence "inheritance, not copying, but echoing" - these are not derived from the plot, but are pressed layer by layer through the thickness of details and time. Wei Jianguo's phone number. For a man who has been away from the army for almost ten years, the background sound is still the sound of the training ground. He didn't ask about the results of the drill, but only asked if there were "people who didn't follow the routine" in the company. This kind of "examination" is a veteran confirming whether the seeds are still there. Liu Yang's action of touching it. He was not in the plan, but he noted down the terrain of the blue team in advance. This is not recklessness, but a preparation "in case you really need to use it." The moment when Han Yongqiang realizes that his "brain is old" is actually a joint in the entire novel. Shen Meng repairs the detector. At the door of the cafeteria, there were disassembled parts, and I said, "What if it's adjusted properly?" This scene echoes the construction of the radio station by Zhao Shengli in 1999, which spans twenty-five years. It's not repetition, it's the way the same thing grows in different people. "It's not copying, it's echoing". This sentence wraps up the whole article. Ma Jianguo, Zhao Shengli, Liu Yang, Sun Hao, Chen Zhibai, Shen Meng, Zhou Dajiang - everyone has different things, but the root is the same. This is no longer just a military novel, it is about the most precious and fragile thing in an organization: the energy to not be satisfied with "okay", to ask "why not", and to move forward on one's own. This kind of energy needs to be identified, protected, and managed, otherwise it will either be wasted or it will grow crooked.

Forty-seven seconds is indeed a mystery, there is really no way to calculate it.

Mailbox No. 27, If you didn't read the contents, you wouldn't know it was military life. To the most lovable person, silently dedicated and guarding the border.

Shen Meng, she chose this path after careful consideration. It's so valuable! Let's take a look, "Mom, the unit is set, it's pretty good", this is her answer to her mother. Which path did you choose? Which unit did you decide on? Care and care together.

He couldn't remember who the driver of the second car was. Did you know?

Shen Meng, female, Ph. D., Military Academy, National University of Defense Technology, handed three proposal reports to her tutor. Her tutor, Professor Fang Mingyuan, praised his sensible, obedient, and good-achieving student and suggested that she go to the grassroots company to take a look, because the real problem lies in the company. Will Shen Meng accept the advice given to her by her mentor this time? Look down slowly.

Things on paper, models and algorithms. People are outside the paper. The biggest difference: "things" are things, and people are people. Together? Yes, that is neither an object nor a person, but a character. It's amazing to hear "character"! Right? How to deal with it, you understand. Shen Meng must know better!

Neither getting on nor getting off, the No. 7 Middle berth is not a high-speed train, but a "green" train. On the middle bunk opposite, sat a man wearing camouflage colors. Who?

Start, what's more, what's more, what's more. The train is running. Chen Meng looked out the window. Look, BJ is heading to Xining. No one would have thought that there was a female doctor sitting inside. Can you think of it?

Wu Laobing, who works in the cooking class, suddenly asked "Are you afraid?" Zhou Dajiang said "not afraid". Wu Bingbing looked at him and said, "It's okay to be afraid. Those who are not afraid will die quickly." Only if you are afraid will you be cautious. Don't be afraid, just be carefree. Each has its own explanation and each has its own results. You say yes.

Squad leader Zhang told a story. In 1999, a veteran said, "We have fought too many battles with favorable winds, and we are really on the battlefield." How could there be so many favorable winds?

Shen Meng packed his luggage in the dormitory and was ready to leave. Where to go?

What do the lines on your hands mean?

That thing in the eye, the look, you know it's there. Do you know this too?

Bitter water, sixteen years, where is it? In his relaxed brow. Do you want to explore the story?

Chen Meng said, "Mom, I'm fine." The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles.

Peacekeeping operations provide a unique observation window for battlefield decision-making. You say yes.

Good looking, please read "Chen Shang Sword Journey"!

Did you eat well and sleep well? The instructor chatted with Zhou Dajiang about daily life. Let's go to the health team for a routine checkup. Zhou Dajiang went to the health team. He had something on his mind and it would be better to tell him. The female military doctor looked at Zhou Dajiang, asked Zhou Dajiang a few questions, and told him that he was not the first person like him. The female military doctor handed Zhou Dajiang a tissue, and he was not the last one either. You can still talk about what I just said next time you come.

It's great, I've been taking the time to listen and read it.

When I was a soldier, the biggest decision was whether I could secretly smoke a cigarette while standing guard at night.

Professor Fang Mingyuan said that in the company, you have to go and see Shen Meng. "Mailbox No. 27"