Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1335: People's Soldiers of Different Times

Chen Jun quietly joined the line and began queuing for his ticket. While waiting, he glanced up and saw a hurried, weary-looking group of soldiers. The group was quite large, over a hundred strong, each carrying heavy luggage, as if they had just returned from a difficult mission. Many wore exhaustion, some barely standing, but their unwavering discipline kept them standing like tall, straight pines.

Chen Jun, with a faint smile, quietly observed them from the rear of the group. His thoughts were suddenly drawn back to the past, to his own days as a fresh recruit assigned to the border defense. Back then, he was a green recruit, standing guard at the border for hours each day. By the end of each mission, his face was equally exhausted. Looking at these young soldiers now, it was like seeing a past version of himself. Time flies, and years have already passed in a flash.

Though still young, Chen Jun, having weathered countless storms, has long since shed his youthful innocence. He has endured countless hardships and accumulated a wealth of experience. It's human nature; as one experiences more, one's mindset subtly changes. Otherwise, a general like him wouldn't have chosen such an unremarkable path to embark on his journey home. He firmly believes that those in power, detached from the people, easily lose themselves in power and glory, losing their original aspirations.

He likes to be in places full of the atmosphere of everyday life, especially chatting with ordinary people. In his opinion, only in this way can he, a soldier, truly find the meaning of life.

Chen Jun seemed to see his own shadow in this group of young recruits. He couldn't help but stare blankly, and the smile on his face became more and more intoxicating.

At that moment, a soldier suddenly approached a mother holding a child. He reached out and took the heavy bag from her. This sudden action made the mother instinctively step back, a look of surprise on her face. However, when she saw that it was a young soldier in uniform, she immediately smiled.

"Comrade soldier, thank you. It's really inconvenient for me to hold the child and carry this luggage. Thank you so much." The mother said gratefully.

"It's okay, sister-in-law. Let my comrades help hold the child!" With that, another young soldier stepped forward and took the child from the mother's arms. The young mother didn't refuse, and kept expressing her gratitude. This heartwarming scene made even the usually resolute Chen Jun smile. In his eyes, this was the most beautiful picture of harmonious military-civilian harmony. Only at moments like these could the soldiers, usually decisive and ruthless, reveal the warmest and most touching smiles—the very smiles of "the most lovable people" described in books.

Unlike celebrities and bloggers, soldiers are constantly in the public eye. They maintain a low profile, like scientists who quietly dedicate themselves to their work. Although they rarely appear in the spotlight, their contributions to the nation are immeasurable. However, in reality, it is often entertainment stars who enjoy the applause and praise without making any substantial contributions to the country.

Perhaps inspired by this heartwarming scene, the other soldiers' eyes lit up, and they began searching the crowd for those they could help. They approached those carrying heavy luggage, offering to help them ease their burdens. After all, in this crowded train station, carrying children and luggage was incredibly difficult. Chen Jun noticed a grimy migrant worker with a missing front tooth in the crowd. He smiled with a smile as innocent as a child's as he accepted the soldiers' help.

"No, young man, my luggage is too dirty. Please don't dirty your military uniforms. I can do it myself." The migrant worker said a little embarrassedly.

"Uncle, this is no big deal. We usually deal with mud and dirt during training and missions, so we are not afraid of getting dirty. Don't worry, we will take your luggage on the bus and put it away. When you get off at your stop, we will help you move it down. Please don't be polite with us. Our company commander said that this is serving the people." The young soldier responded enthusiastically.

"Haha... You guys are awesome, and your company commander is awesome too. Thank you, comrade company commander!" the migrant worker said with a grateful smile.

The child may have been a little shy at first, but in the soldier's warm embrace, he quickly relaxed and smiled happily at his mother. His smile was so sweet, as if the soldier in front of him was his most trusted relative. This scene also amused the soldier, who smiled and said to his mother, "Sister-in-law, your little girl is so cute. She likes me very much."

"My daughter Ai'ai likes the soldier uncle the most..." the mother responded with a smile.

Just at this moment, the little girl, about four or five years old, suddenly stretched out her hands, hugged the young soldier's head tightly, and said in a baby voice, "When I grow up, I will marry you, okay?"

"Fuck..." The surrounding soldiers couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the young soldier whose head was being held suddenly blushed and looked very embarrassed. It was obvious that he had never been in love before, and he was embarrassed by an innocent little girl.

The young mother also laughed and said to her daughter, "Then you must remember this. When you grow up, go find this PLA brother yourself."

"Okay!" the little girl replied crisply, and then she kissed the young soldier on the cheek. This time, there was another burst of cheerful laughter all around.

A smile slowly spread across Chen Jun's resolute, young face, never fading. He felt a warm warmth well up inside him. He believed that Yan Nation's deep bond between the military and the people was something completely unseen in other countries. It was a great legacy passed down from our ancestors. As a great man once said, soldiers come from the people. No matter what organization or unit they belong to, they must have the word "people" in their name to be truly qualified. It was precisely because of this sentiment that the nation has been passed down to this day, never fading.

At this time, someone sighed softly and said, "If it weren't for these soldiers who rush to the front without hesitation in the face of any danger, how could we have such a stable life? The world is not peaceful, and many countries are still at war."

This simple sentiment expressed the feelings of many, and it reached Chen Jun's ears clearly. At that moment, his tense nerves finally relaxed. This feeling was even stronger than when he was promoted to general, and it filled him with immense pride.

This is the greatness of the ordinary path. Chen Jun thought, if he always rode home in the commander's special car, escorted by a group of bodyguards, looking majestic, he would inevitably lose this precious feeling over time, not to mention the original intention when he joined the army. If a person stays in a high position for a long time, without getting involved with the grassroots and interacting with the ordinary people, his original intention will gradually fade away, and he will eventually become a "high-ranking official" who is detached from the masses. For Chen Jun, such an outcome is extremely dangerous and unacceptable.

Soon, with a grateful heart, Chen Jun followed the slowly moving team, passed the inspection, and entered the train station.

"Woooooooo..."

As the train slowly started, the bustling scene outside the window quickly receded. Considering the long journey ahead, Chen Jun glanced at the soldiers nearby who were still eagerly helping pedestrians. A faint smile rose from his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes to rest.

He really missed home and was looking forward to seeing the familiar Donghai city when he opened his eyes.

About an hour later, a sudden sound rang out beside Chen Jun, waking him up from his sleep.

Chen Jun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged woman. She wore fashionable makeup and expensive clothes, and appeared to be in a hurry. There were no empty seats in the carriage, and passengers were standing all around. She walked straight up to a soldier and asked him to give up his seat for her.

Perhaps because he was too tired, or perhaps because he was confused by this sudden request, the soldier who was called out was unable to react for a moment and just stared at her blankly.

The middle-aged woman flew into a rage upon seeing this, shouting, "Aren't you wearing a military uniform? As a soldier, you should give up your seat to me, a member of the people! Aren't soldiers of the people supposed to serve the people?"

Someone nearby couldn't help but say, "What do you mean the people's soldiers have to give up their seats for you? Aren't you just mistaking right for wrong? I know these soldiers. They just came back from flood relief and are now returning to their units. They're all exhausted. Before getting on the train, they even helped everyone with their luggage and children. And you, all dressed up like a spoiled child, get angry at the soldiers the moment you get on the train. What gives you the right?"

"That's right. They say soldiers have priority, but you think you should let soldiers give up their seats for you first?" another passenger echoed.

The lady became even more infuriated after hearing this and shouted, "What do you mean? I'm a middle-aged woman with limited mobility. Is it wrong for me to ask these soldiers to give me their seat? Aren't they there to serve the people?"

"I'll give you my seat. Sorry, I was slow to react just now..." said the young soldier as he was about to stand up.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out and pushed him down. The soldier turned around and saw that it was the young mother holding the child.

The young mother looked at the lady with a stern gaze and said, "We're all women. What you just said really humiliates me. You bought a standing ticket, and as soon as you got on the bus you were asking others to give up their seats. How can that be justified?"

"What's it to you? He's willing to give up his seat, why are you still meddling in other people's business?" The lady's eyes widened in anger.

"I just can't stand your behavior. You dress up beautifully, but do things so unbeautifully." The young mother responded fearlessly.

Hearing this, everyone around couldn't help but laugh, even Chen Jun smiled. He was thinking about the bodyguards secretly protecting this train and wondering if he should ask them to come out and maintain order. He didn't expect that the person who stood up and spoke up for justice was the mother holding the child. It seemed that she really had a sense of justice.

"You are not an old person, and I haven't heard that you have bone hyperplasia or brain problems. You can't stand steadily but you still have to act pitiful. You are old and why do you dress like this? The soldiers don't owe you anything. They are all heroes. They should sit down first, conserve their energy, and rush to the next battlefield. But you are not only inconsiderate, but also cause trouble for the soldiers here. It's really not a decent thing for you to do." The young mother continued righteously.

"If you say another word, I'll beat you!" The noble lady was furious and threatened.

"Okay, go ahead and try. If you dare to do it, I will lie down. Anyway, there are more than a hundred soldiers here who can testify that it was you who hit people." The young mother did not back down.

The middle-aged woman was stunned. She hadn't expected to encounter such an unsportsmanlike person. If a fight broke out and the other person was lying down, she would be in trouble. Her life was not very good to begin with, and she was just pretending to be a lady. She didn't have a few hundred yuan on her, so how could she pay compensation?

At this moment, the soldier still stood up and said, "Please sit down. It's okay for me to stand."

"Uncle soldier, why do you indulge this kind of person? She is obviously taking advantage of her seniority. You are tired, just sit down!" The passengers next to him spoke up to support the soldier.

The middle-aged woman was in a dilemma at this time. She couldn't sit down, so she just stood there, looking very embarrassed.

She usually likes to take advantage of small things, it has become a habit, but she didn't expect that this time she would arouse public anger.

"Forget it, everyone, stop arguing. These are all trivial matters. She has a point. As the people's army, we should give priority to the masses. Everyone in the 3rd Company, listen up, stand up!" A major soldier stood up and shouted.

At his command, the soldiers in the entire carriage rose to their feet in unison, their movements standard and crisp. They gave up their seats, regardless of whether anyone else was sitting down, and stood in the aisle. In reality, they had just been through the flood relief work, and were already exhausted physically and mentally. At this moment, they probably had little energy left even to stand.

This scene stunned everyone. It was obvious that these soldiers were extremely tired, and while there weren't many passengers standing in the aisle, they all gave up their seats without hesitation. Looking at their youthful faces, they clearly looked like children.

"Generation after generation of soldiers has never let us down. It's the civilian population, however, that's getting worse with each passing generation. Their selfishness is growing, their desires are expanding, and their egoism is rampant. It's truly disappointing," a middle-aged man lamented. He then stood up and silently stood beside the soldiers, accompanying them. In his heart, he felt ashamed to sit in his seat, thinking of these soldiers who had worked so hard to defend their country and now had to endure the pain of giving up their seats for the public. It felt like a heavy weight weighing on his heart.

Then, Chen Jun saw that the passengers in their seats stood up one by one without any slogans or organization. Watching this touching scene, Chen Jun couldn't help but gently push his eyebrows together, and tears involuntarily welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Times have changed, but the tenderness of the people's soldiers remains, and the combat effectiveness of the troops will continue to increase. This is the living water from the source.