At this time, the time for posting is just around the corner.

Zhuang Yan quickly called the next shift and handed over the ward.

Then he woke Xu Xingguo and Yansu up, and the three of them followed Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, toward the old shop.

When I arrived near the old oil shop, I saw two veterans who were already shakingly drinking under the light in front of the shop. One of them was vaguely sitting on the ground, leaning against the well in front of the old oil shop.

The boss's old oil is like an ant on a hot pan, constantly muttering in Yuepu: "Ouch! How do you drink it like this? How do you drink it like this?"

Zhuangyan ran over quickly, and as soon as he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

The person on the ground was indeed the leader of the 7th squad. Luo Xiaoming.

At this time, Luo Xiaoming's face was already flushed, and there were indescribable vomit on the ground beside him.

Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the eighth squad, was a few veterans who drank very little, but he was already a little dizzy. The other two veterans solemnly recognized him, one was Pei Quan and the other was Liu Honghui from the kitchen squad.

Qian Zhongjun said: "Zhuangyan, you...you are responsible for helping the squad leader back and clean it up for him...I will take the squad leader Ninth and..."

He burped and said in a rough voice: "Go back with Squad Leader Liu first... Remember, you have to watch your Squad Leader sleep well, otherwise I will settle the score with you tomorrow!"

"I understand, 8th squad leader, let us have a few." Zhuang Yan said.

Qian Zhongjun nodded after hearing this, Zhuang Yan felt that he was almost done. Sure enough, the three veterans swayed and walked a few steps with their backs. Pei Quan couldn't resist it anymore. His feet became weak and he saw the three of them being brought into the ditch on the side of the road together.

"Fuck!" Zhuang Yan said to Yan Su and Xu Xingguo: "You two should go and have a look, don't drink it to death."

The drainage ditch on the side of the road is not deep, only 30 centimeters, but it is one meter wide. Several veterans were just in the ditch, facing their backs.

Liu Honghui shouted loudly at the moon looming in the sky: "Dad! Mom! I succeeded!"

Then I muttered a few words in a daze that I couldn't hear the content.

Then he shouted: "I want to be a general! I want to be a commander!"

Zhuangyan squatted beside the well and said "looking".

The reason why Liu Honghui is so happy is that he is on the military academy admission list announced this time.

Liu Honghui was a sergeant, and was a soldier of the same age as Luo Xiaoming. He was a Zhuang tribe. He was originally the coach and squad leader of the first district team. Later, because he had to take the military academy, the captain Zhou Huping took care of him and asked him to go to the kitchen squad.

The kitchen class has more time to review than the class squad. Liu Honghui really lived up to expectations. He performed very well in this exam and finally got the title of the gold medal.

Yan Su and Xu Xingguo each made one and helped up the already soft Pei Quan and Liu Honghui.

"Zhuangyan, let's go back first and come to help you later. Look at the squad leader!" said Xu Xingguo.

Zhuangyan nodded and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up, go back and wipe them, give them some sugar water, so that you will choke to death when you are vomiting when you sleep."

Zhuang Yan had been working in his eldest brother Zhuang Buping's company before joining the army.

It is inevitable to socialize in business. Zhuang Yan followed her brother as a follower and also saw many wine tables. The veteran drivers in the transportation team in the company were all addicted to alcohol and drank without leaving the car.

So, when the drunk scenes were solemn, he had seen more than a hundred times and knew some ways to deal with them.

If a drunk cat is not careful in handling it, vomiting when unconscious in the middle of the night will cause vomit to plug the trachea and choke to death.

After Xu Xingguo and others left, they squatted in front of Luo Xiaoming solemnly.

This is his own squad leader.

It is the acting captain of the third district team called "Lao Qi" and also called Living Yan Luo by the students.

The moonlight shone on Luo Xiaoming's face. He was as quiet as a baby, but his face, which was usually steady and determined, was full of sadness.

It has been more than a month since I joined the teaching brigade, and Zhuang Yan has more or less heard some stories about Luo Xiaoming.

Luo Xiaoming is always a little bit worse than success.

I took the junior high school entrance examination and wanted to go out to work early, but I was only one minute away from losing. In the first year of the army, I caught the top competition, dropped 67 meters of bombs, and got the top medal in the training top medal; I ran for one minute and thirty-three seconds in the 400-meter obstacle, and I was only one second away from being the top medal; in the second year, the military special forces brigade recruited 10 soldiers in the first division. As a soldier in the second year, he was qualified to run for the election, but he was ranked 11th and was not selected; in the early third year, the S City Riot Control Special Police Brigade came to the 1st Division to recruit police officers. As long as he passed the exam, he would report to S City, and then train for one year, and enjoy the treatment of deputy section level when he came out. He was still a loser.

It seems that he is only a little short of his life forever.

But it is often just this little bit that can change the whole life.

At the beginning of this year, he served as the seventh squad leader of the third squadron of the teaching team and also served as the acting captain of the district. According to the normal service period of the army stipulated in the Military Service Law, this was his last year in the army.

However, the God of Luck still did not favor him. The day before yesterday, the admission of the military academy was announced, and he was blocked outside the gate of the Army academy by two points.

Zhuang Yan stood on duty with him and talked about it.

Luo Xiaoming and Xu Xingguo are the same type of people. The only thing they want to come to the army is to take the military academy.

It is undeniable that like many soldiers from rural areas, taking a way out for military academy was the original intention of joining the army. He felt that he would not be worse than others in terms of organizational skills or military talents, but he was slightly disappointing in cultural courses.

Liu Honghui, who joined the army in the same year as him, received an admission letter from Guilin Land College. Liu Honghui's grades were not better than him, but because of his identity, he could add points, so Liu Honghui was finally admitted.

There are very few squad leaders within the third squadron of the teaching team. For example, Pei Quan, the ninth squad leader and Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, were just seconded from the grassroots troops to serve as the first-stage coach squad leader. They will return to the original troops after the pre-squad leader training.

This year, there are only two people in the entire squadron who have been in the military academy for the third year. Now they are really happy and sad.

After the admission list was announced, Liu Honghui invited all the squad leaders to the shop. In contrast to the usual frugality, he paid a two-month allowance - 110 yuan, fryed a few side dishes for everyone, and celebrated his dream of finally realizing his officer's dream of being an officer with 10 bottles.

Luo Xiaoming and Liu Honghui are in very similar situations.

Liu Honghui is also a soldier who came out of the mountains. The village in his hometown has six kilometers of mountain roads to the nearest market.

Now, he has seen the beautiful military academy life waving to him, while Luo Xiaoming has to face the choice - either to demobilize soldiers on schedule, or stay in the team for another exam.

After all the squad leaders finished drinking and eating, they walked towards the queue with their arms around each other. No one noticed Luo Xiaoming's depressed mood. Everyone was happy for Liu Honghui's admission to the military academy.

Luo Xiaoming didn't leave, but he grabbed the two squad leaders of his district team and Liu Honghui, ordered two more bottles of Erguotou, ordered a canned fast food noodles for cooking fish at Laoyou, and finally got drunk.

The wind in the mountains was a little cool at night, and the lights from the camp far away reflected the shadows of the trees beside the training ground on the dim yellow mud.

Luo Xiaoming was next to a pumping well near the old oil shop. He suddenly woke up and wanted to stand up in a daze, but as soon as he stood up, he almost slipped down. Zhuangyan was so scared that he hugged it quickly.

"Go away!" He pushed away Zhuangyan rudely, then grabbed the bucket filled with well water next to him, and covered the cold well water from his head, pouring himself into a chicken.

Then, he suddenly burst into tears.

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt sad, felt uncomfortable, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

The tears of soldiers are more precious than gold.

If you are not really sad, you will never cry.

That night, the low-pitched insect could testify that the strong sergeant was crying loudly by the well, but he did not bring his tears back to the garage, where his soldiers were there. As a man, he could cry for his failure; as a coach, he could not let the students see him crying.

"Zhuangyan! You must take the military academy!" Luo Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Zhuangyan's arm, the force was so strong that it made people feel vaguely stinging.

"Squad leader..." Solemnly wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "I won't take the military academy..."

"Nonsense!" Luo Xiaoming interrupted Zhuangyan roughly, raised his index finger and almost poked his nose. "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier! You have to take the military academy!"

Luo Xiaoming's fluent speech speed made Zhuang Yan feel that he was not drunk yet.

However, next, Luo Xiaoming's tone suddenly became lonely. He lowered his head and said to himself: "Actually, I have a no-nothing qualification to let you do these things... I am the coach squad leader myself, haha, coach squad leader, the squad leader among the squad leaders... Where is the teaching brigade? The officer cradle, but what about me? I can't even get into the military academy..."

He suddenly yelled, as if scolding himself: "What qualifications do I have to be the coaching squad leader!"

"Squad Leader..." Zhuang Yan felt so sad that she felt that if this continued, she would hug Luo Xiaoming and cry bitterly.

He remembered the firewood harvesting incident. Luo Xiaoming carried the load of firewood, with his back so tall and firm.

"You are a good squad leader..."

Luo Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Zhuang Yan’s arms again and said firmly: “Zhuang Yan, believe me, you are a good soldier. You have your advantages. I know that if you want to be strong, we must be strong if we join the army. Soldiers who don’t want to compete for strength are not good soldiers! Listen! Listen!"

He grabbed his solemn hand and swayed violently.

"I'm listening, squad leader."

"Remember my words, you must take the military academy! If you don't become an officer, you will regret it for the rest of your life! You not only have to be the best soldier, but also the most awesome officer!"

Zhuang Yan felt a little moved. When he grew up, no one recognized him so much.

My brother Zhuang Buping is a successful person, so in the eyes of the merchants and relatives, everyone thinks that Zhuang Buping is "easy" and is filial. In contrast, when people mention the naughty and rude, the naughty and rude Sang is always accompanied by shaking his head and sighing.

This is the first time that Zhuang Yan has grown up so big that he has gained such recognition from others.

"Okay! I promise you that I will take the military academy and I will be an officer!" Zhuang Yan was moved at this moment and was incoherent. The idea of ​​leaving home after three years in the army was suddenly thrown away.

In the end, the owner of the shop next to him interrupted the two of them's hearts.
Chapter completed!