外面 ,连区在日光下慢慢煎熬着。空气潮湿沉闷 ,凝滞不动。营房四周的沙地反射着阳光 ,金灿灿的 ,耀人的眼睛。营房里住的是连队的无线电通讯班。里面除了一个昏昏欲睡、靠在墙上吸烟的勤务兵 ,再就是一个身穿工作服的懒洋洋的身影 ,躺在铺位上翻阅一本平装书。勤务兵打了一个 Outside, even the area under the sun slowly suffering. Damp air boring, stagnant. The sand around the barracks reflected the sun, the golden, the glistening eyes. Live in the barracks is a company of radio classes. In addition to a drowsy, smoking on the wall by the attendants, then there is a lazy figure dressed in overalls, lying on the shop and read a paperback book. The sergeant hit one