Two years of sailor talk

I joined the army before I graduated from junior high school. The reason why I went so early was because my grades were outstanding. I have always been the first in the class, but I was only at the bottom. .

I was a navy man at the time, and I remember it was a patrol ship, a very old-fashioned kind.

Speaking of life at sea, it is exactly the opposite of learning to swim. When swimming, you drink while swimming. I vomited while swimming.

It was fine at other times, but it was very uncomfortable when I was sleeping. The boat was rocking so hard that I vomited before I even got to the deck.

Over time we thought of a way to overcome it. Each of us had a small bucket tied to the head of our bed so that we could take a sip whenever we turned our heads in response.

Now that I think about it, it’s really terrible. People who get more severe seasickness usually vomit while sleeping. For those who don’t know, they think they are in shock.

After three months, we finally adapted. That day happened to be the first time I returned to land in three months.

Many people may not have this experience. When you stay on a ship for so long for the first time, you basically don’t know how to walk on land.

When each of us seemed to have drunk too much, there were many female shouts from the side.

We all looked over, and it turned out that they were not shouting at us, but looking at another place.

They were soldiers from another fleet. They were training for long-distance running on the beach. The leader was the platoon leader of the Marine Corps at the time. He was shirtless, and his two big chest muscles were rising and falling with the afterglow of the waves. I immediately understood the meaning of this provocative shout.

I spend most of my time on the boat. Women are as special to us as alien species. Although we are already very embarrassed even walking, it still does not stop us from giving out strange looks. .

Since I was not deployed on a combat ship and had little training, in addition to cleaning the deck, we usually fished. In fact, I didn’t lose a few at all, but there were a few starfish, and we all took them. Throw it on the deck and play with it as darts after it dries.

What impressed me most during this period was the time I fell into the sea, which is still fresh in my memory.

At that time, I was imitating the hero in Titanic and enjoying the sea breeze. Suddenly my foot slipped and I fell.

I used my only dog-paddle swimming style in the sea, flopping and calling for help on the boat. After everyone found out, they rushed me out. Fortunately, there were many people on the boat at the time. Otherwise I would really have been Titanic that day.

After I came up, I swore to myself that I would never pretend to be bad again. It would be nice to just play darts on the deck.

That night I asked the captain if there were any sharks in the sea. He answered me with a sinister smile, yes, and said he would take us to see it tomorrow.

The day I saw the sharks was really hilarious. Out of excitement, I kept looking around with my telescope. After a while, I saw something like a shark fin moving slowly. I hurried into the cockpit to ask.

The captain took the telescope and looked at it and said, that was not a shark, but a submarine.

I was a little disappointed to hear what he said. Although it was my first time to see a submarine, I still wanted to see what a shark looked like.

Just when I was thinking wildly, the scene that just happened happened again.

I thought it was still a submarine, so I held onto the guardrail and looked down carefully.

At this time, the captain grabbed me and said, "Don't fall again, it's a shark this time."

I was trembling with fright at these words. He turned his head and asked in confusion; "How do you know this is a shark and not a submarine?"

"I can tell." The captain said to me with a sinister smile.

"Why didn't I see it? Isn't this the same as the one just now?" I took out the telescope and looked at it again.

"No, I didn't see it in the mirror, I saw it on the radar."

In fact, watching sharks is also a joy in pain. There are no tasks or drills. This old patrol ship is more boring and tasteless.

Thinking about that platoon leader, I want to see what a real battleship looks like.

Unknowingly, two years have passed like this. With the sea breeze, this old friend and I have to say goodbye. Looking at the waves rolling as always, it seems as if they are saying goodbye to me again.

Goodbye old friends, goodbye to the lovely female soldier, goodbye to the platoon leader with big breasts, and goodbye to the starfish in the afterglow.

I couldn’t tell whether I was happy or sad on this day. The comrades went to their hometowns and burst into tears. They hugged each other for a long time and refused to separate.

Time flies, and now I am almost 40 years old. Whenever I have time, I will go to see the sea. I always want to see that old friend again. I guess it is about to "recover". .

You were the one who carried me back to the cabin when I was vomiting and dehydrated, you were the one who fished with me when I was homesick, you were the one who pulled me into the boat when I was in trouble, and you were the one who chatted with me about girls when I was lonely. of you.

Miss you, my brother...