You heard officer Hao say that you are a military newspaper. An outgoing female soldier smiled and asked her.

You heard officer Hao say that you are a military newspaper. An outgoing female soldier smiled and asked her.

Gu Mengmeng nodded and said, I’m here to interview Junbao Gu Mengmeng. You can call me by name or call my sister.
How is Sister MengMeng’s military newspaper? Have you seen many celebrities and officials still in military hospitals? Female soldiers are full of yearning and curiosity about her career.
Gu Mengmeng smiled. Of course, this is the nature of my work.
She helped the girl to take off the white uniform soaked with sweat, and looked at her red face and covered her back. After being burnt and exposed to the sun, she couldn’t help but be stunned.
Before coming, she also learned that the training was harsh and hard, but she didn’t expect that she would still feel sorry for them when she really saw and felt it. These were coaxed and pampered at home, and after 1989, she got the most glorious and unforgettable experience in her life here.
Their beds are very clean, tofu blocks, green army single hard pillows, and the boudoir at home is different.
During the training, they were given makeup and arranged in all cabinets. After they changed their clothes, they washed their faces in a hurry before they got together. They laughed and gave themselves a sunburned face to remedy. They all kept their side but did not cover their eyebrows before their shoulders. The short hair looked like a group of boys from a distance, but they were full of youth and vigor.
Cool and heroic five-foot gun
Shuguang chuzhao training ground
The children of China are full of wonders
To face the powder and not to powder the face.
The political meaning of Chairman Mao’s poems is that all the people are soldiers to defend the motherland. From an artistic point of view, it expresses a kind of bourgeois pride by praising the female militia. However, four simple poems have infected several generations in China, and now it can especially set off the female soldiers’ lofty sentiments and desire to compete with men.
A little forgot. They took Gu Mengmeng to the canteen together.
After the careful introduction of the little female soldiers, Gu Mengmeng realized that the female militia team of the women’s army of the three armed forces was living alone in the training area of the military parade village. This area was surrounded by wire. Because of the small number of lesbians in the military parade village, the place where they lived and trained was also called Panda Village.
At the gate of the canteen, Gu Mengmeng saw some female officers who didn’t look like parade phalanx came along. Although they were about 78 people in uniform, many of them had long curly hair. One of them had beautiful female soldiers with slightly curly hair when she entered the door. Good Gu Mengmeng met together and they touched a quick score.
I’m sorry I ran into you. The beautiful female soldier looks like she just took a shower. The shower gel smells good, and her eyes are still full of water vapor.
Gu Mengmeng looked at her for a moment palpitation.
After a few seconds, she was sure that she had seen the female soldier.
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Gu Mengmeng later confirmed her guess at the dinner table.
The woman she bumped into was the team doctor of the women’s team in the military parade village. The little female soldier said that her name was Qin Jun, a mature and elegant person of the same sex who was also on a par with the male pig’s feet in the sleeping party.
Who is the male pig’s foot?
I don’t need to say anything here
The food in the canteen is not as good as usual. Gu Mengmeng asked for a stewed pork ribs with melon, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice, and the women soldiers laughed and soon became full.
When the military doctors met this Gu Mengmeng again, it was a little far away from Qin Jun. After watching her go first, she walked slowly back to the dormitory and looked at her watch. In less than minutes, she would go to the headquarters to meet her colleagues in the group, and she would not stay in the house, holding the camera and closing the door.
The training ground is bright at night and bright at day.
A row of street lamps are installed on the north side of the runway. At night, a long lamppost lights up to form a very beautiful and spectacular landscape. At the moment, the officers and men who are studying are still working overtime and training. They are still sweating hard on the runway with their feet straight during the day. They are marching in unison and fighting spirit is high.
The soldiers on the outside of the lamppost rest in the steel shed. Gu Mengmeng happened to catch a lot of teams at this time. When they were resting in class, they saw beautiful female soldiers with long ponytails and cameras in their hands, and suddenly everyone came to the spirit.
I asked you if you remember. A brave naval member blinked his eyes and asked.
Gu Mengmeng smiled, nodded and waved. The camera said to take a group photo for you.
Horse, those youthful boys got excited and squatted, and soon they were circled by the camera. It was a rare opportunity to relax and make the smiles of the sailors in white more real. However, when they shouted eggplant quilts, they were fixed on the autumn night of September, 1999.
My name is Gu Mengmeng. If you need photos for the People’s Liberation Army newspaper, you can go to my dormitory to get them or give me your email address. I’ll go there.