Special Years

Regarding the grievances between him and Xu Xingguo, Zhuang Yan often sums it up in one sentence – the grievances in the previous life are counted in this life.

Many times, solemn has no choice but to accept fatalism.

Just as he was hired by his father, Zhuang Zhenguo, to be a soldier, and also the most painful and tiring army field unit.

Another example is that he gave Xu Xingguo a beer to drink. In his opinion, it was a kind of buddy performance, but Xu Xingguo didn’t appreciate it, and he also scolded him as a form of humiliation.

However, the most disturbing thing was Xu Xingguo’s remarks.

He said that he wanted to teach the brigade and be the squad leader, and when he came back, he would tell the instructor and the company commander to transfer Zhuang Yan to his squad and let him call him squad leader every day.

Fuck me!

This is what can be endured and what cannot be endured.

Zhuang Yan imagined in his mind the situation of being a soldier under Xu Xingguo in the future, the situation that made him stand at attention and call the squad leader…

Every time I think about it, Zhuang Yan is frightened to the point of insanity.

so horrible.

It’s even scarier than watching a horror movie.

In particular, Zhuang Yan found himself falling into a hole he had dug for himself.

Once upon a time, deserter He Huan once said to Zhuang Yan in the recruit company of the battalion headquarters that if you want to participate in any training for sanitation personnel or training for communication personnel, then it is best not to train too well.

Reason He Huan also analyzed it rightly.

Once your training performance is good, you are a useful soldier in the eyes of the company cadres, so who would be willing to send the good soldiers out of his company and leave the cowardly soldiers to drag down the performance of the entire company?

The training is not good. If you get to the point where you hate the gods and ghosts, then the company cadres will send you away like a plague.

Therefore, generally, when you go to the training camp for sanitation workers, the training camp for communication personnel, or the training camp for the division training team, the soldiers who go there are definitely not the first-class soldiers in the company.

But now, because he is competing with Xu Xingguo, he can’t help showing his face. Isn’t this pushing himself into the fire pit?

Sure enough, on the second day after solemn shooting practice 2, before leaving for business, a car suddenly came to the company and picked up a recruit in the third row.

Zhuang Yan was very curious, and only after inquiring did he find out that he was the candidate to participate in the training of sanitation workers.

Up to this point, it’s okay to regret the green bowels or beat the chest, anyway, the boat is a done deal, the fortune is done, the training of the sanitation workers is gone, and the training team will be overdue when they go to the training camp. This is not what Zhuang Yan wants, then There is only one communication training left.

At ten o’clock this morning, according to the company commander Zhang Jianxing’s previous promise, the recruits who got the top nine in the shooting assessment can go out for a tolerance.

This incident was always a good thing, and the depression in Zhuang Yan’s heart was quickly blown away.

Smuggling is always common in coastal cities, especially in the South.

The reason why a unit like the water police station invites Balian to send people on business trips is not that they don’t even have the money to ask migrant workers to move the goods and count the quantities, but that the locality always looks for opportunities to support the army. This is a glorious tradition. .

No matter who is the leader, at the end of the year hanging a medal of “Double Support Model Unit” on the wall of his office is still a little political achievement.

Besides, the troops are really poor, who can help but not help a handful of their own children?

Zhuang Yan and his group of ten, led by the fourth squad leader Fu Meirong, boarded a sea lion van with a police plate and went to Yutian Port.

The water police station in N town intercepted a small smuggling boat at sea. It was loaded with a container, which was full of frozen meat products.

What are frozen meat products?

Chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken feet, pork loin, pork trotters, pork, beef…

Foreigners don’t like to eat offal and those messy things, but it is a very popular food in China, so the business of smuggling frozen meat has risen.

In fact, the content of tolerance is very simple.

Follow the police to **** the container back to the camp of the water police station, unpack the container and check the quantity, and then send it to the freezer for storage.

Lunch was arranged in a restaurant next to Yutian Port.

After being a soldier for several months, Zhuang Yan has long since become a hungry ghost.

Seeing a table of sumptuous dishes, chicken, duck, fish, meat and seafood, the ten soldiers opened their stomachs and ate and drank wildly. The terrifying speed of eating came out, and several little girls and waiters even ran to the door and looked in to see what monsters were eating in this room.

The waiter brought a piece of rice in the restaurant’s largest rice bowl to the table of these soldiers in green uniforms in almost a few minutes.

In the end, a tall and valiant recruit finally couldn’t stand the restaurant’s small rice bowl that would end after two bites, and then looked at the poor waiter who was running around and his legs were cramping. He patted the table and shouted: “Can you get us a bigger rice bowl for each of us?”

The waiter asked, “How big is the rice bowl?”

The recruit put his hands on his chest and said, “It’s so big!”

The waiter’s eyes immediately became round.

Where is the rice bowl?

Where is the size of the washbasin…

In the end, the people at the water police station paid the bill, one yuan for a bowl of rice, a total of more than one hundred and sixty yuan…

It was already four o’clock in the afternoon when I finally completed the mission and returned to the company. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

In order to show that the military and civilians are family members, the water police station sent another 100 boxes of smuggled frozen meat to the company.

Zhuang Yan thought to himself, maybe the leaders of the water police station felt pitiful in their hearts when they saw these soldiers who were reincarnated as evil spirits.

They are all eighteen or nineteen-year-old babies. They are all so hungry. It really smells sad, and the listeners cry, don’t they?

These fifty boxes of frozen meat couldn’t fit in the company, so they were stored in the town’s cold storage. Every day, the cooking team went to pick up two boxes to add vegetables.

It is a good tradition that the army is hard and simple, and it is a good tradition to eat everything that cannot be eaten in one day.

Instructor Cai Chaolin and company commander Zhang Jianxing both knew that these soldiers in their company were suffering from huge physical exhaustion every day.

These 100 boxes of frozen meat include chicken thighs and pork kidneys, all of which are good products. Once the soldiers are allowed to eat with their stomachs open, it is estimated that they can be eaten upside down for you in a week.

Zhuang Yan was a little uneasy in those few days.

Ever since Xu Xingguo said that to him at the back of the cooking class, Zhuang Yan always felt that his right eyelid was twitching.

Right eye twitching is a disaster.

As a revolutionary soldier, Majestic is still a new recruit, and his will is not very firm, and he is easily poisoned by feudal superstition.

He always felt like he was going to have an accident.

Especially that day, he took advantage of the training gap to get close to the squad leader Yin Xiancong, and asked his squad leader tentatively: “Squad leader, that correspondent training camp… Can you talk to the platoon leader and win for me?”

Yin Xiancong looked at the solemn, without saying a word for a long time, and finally gave a snort, smiled meaningfully, and said nothing.

Zhuang Yan felt that things were going to get worse.