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Chapter 26 The Battalion Commander's Promise

After this time, Zhuang Yan felt a little despairing in his heart, and the earth was not effective.

The training of the recruit company is still carried out step by step.

This year is a critical year for the establishment of the 1st Division's rapid response force. At the end of the year, the headquarters will send an assessment team to the G Military Region to select the two pre-selected troops, and finally determine who will be upgraded to the rapid response force.

Upgrading the fast-reverse division is not only a tilt of equipment and military funds, but also a kind of honor.

1. From top to bottom, from the commander to the platoon leader, I held my breath in my heart to prove myself in front of my superiors.

Zhuangyan, who planned to live a life of scattering, found that this time he completely hit the gun.

The Third Battalion is no exception.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the Third Battalion Commander Teng Wenji announced that he would hold a five-kilometer off-road competition in ranking units on the 28th day of the New Year to see which new recruits in the rank are the most exciting.

Since it is a recruit battalion, no training such as live-fire shooting has been carried out. Professional training is at most to practice the most basic gun test and lying down bullets. Therefore, the assessment content only covers five items - emergency sets, push-ups, equipment gymnastics one and two exercises, bomb drops and five kilometers of off-road.

As a reward, the rank that won the first place in the total score of the competition can be on holiday for one day, and the platoon leader organizes a free day in a nearby town.

A day of free activities is a huge reward for new recruits who spend their days like year during the training camp.

After Teng Wenji announced his decision, the air in the camp suddenly became tense.

Before the assessment of the recruits' down company, this will be a survey assessment, whether it is a mule or a horse, and you will immediately show your true form if you pull it out that day.

For Zhuangyan, this news is like a bolt from the blue.

This means that life will be harder and harder...

As the day of the survey and assessment approaches, the sky is still bright every morning, and the recruits have already gotten up, wearing the wet and smelly winter training uniforms, carrying green backpacks, and running desperately in the thick white mist of the darkness in the south.

Platoon leader Dai Dehan would come out to supervise the battle every day, and would never leave his soldiers every day to accompany them to run five kilometers of cross-country every day.

Unlike Niu Dali, Dedhan often doesn't say anything when running, but once he reaches the finish line, he will gather all the recruits and yell at them: "How many times have I said it! Don't you have excellent personal performance! What I want is excellent results in the whole rank. Remember, you are brothers who rely on each other, you are a group, a fist clenched together! The last three are out of the list just now! Now you have three minutes to rest, and come again in three minutes!"

...

The third emergency gathering training was held on the playground at three in the morning.

The time did not meet the requirements, and it took three minutes and ten seconds for the last recruit to run out of the room.

So, the whole row was punished to carry a backpack and do 100 push-ups...

Standing at the playground for five laps, the fourth squad leader Yin Xiancong asked loudly: "Do you feel that our squad leader is messing with you?"

In the team, Zhuang Yan was breathing heavily. He had no strength to answer, and no one around dared to answer.

After walking back and forth for two steps, Yin Xiancong raised the stopwatch in his hand, looking at the new recruits who were sweating but dared not speak out, "There is a saying in the local area: Time is life! This is especially true for the troops. Time is life, a fighter jet, and the overall situation! A soldier can influence a squad and a platoon, a platoon can affect a company and a battalion, a battalion can affect a regiment or division, and a division can affect a battle situation!"

The team was quiet, and sweat slid silently on the faces of each recruit, dripping into the soil under his feet.

...

In thirty-one days, Zhuang Yan sent five letters to his family.

But every letter is gone like a lost bird flying out, and the mud cow enters the sea without any response.

A week after the fifth letter was sent, Zhuang Yan suddenly realized it completely. His father Zhuang Zhenguo was probably expected to write a letter and wanted his mother to ask for help, and he had already prepared for precautions.

For an old soldier who has participated in the counterattack, he is really a bit showing off his skills by playing psychology and tactics.

His idea of ​​mingling the troops has been completely shattered.

The mountain falls, and everyone runs.

Nowadays, my own children are unreliable.

It's more practical to rely on yourself.

Lying on the bed late at night every day, solemnly touching his skin-deep elbows and swollen heels, he asked himself again and again, is it worth it to work so hard?

I went to college with several classmates who were good to him, and did business. Even if I was not lucky, I would have been a secondary technical school student for a few years. As long as I graduated, I could help me get involved in enviable large state-owned enterprises.

The solemn mood was depressed like never before.

Every day at dusk, Zhuang Yan looked at the other recruits passing by in the queue, and saw himself in them - training uniforms covered with yellow dust, and the sweat oozed out mixed with yellow mud, dyeing an originally green winter training uniform like a camouflage uniform; a circle of white salt was tied in the brim of the training hat, which was dried sweat.

The similar and thin face was full of fatigue, and the unique fear of the recruits flashed in their eyes. No one knew whether there would be an emergency meeting in the next minute, whether it would be a five-kilometer armed cross-country, or how many push-ups would be done with equipment on their backs.

The thought that had flashed through the solemn mind was now rising again.

escape!

Since you don’t even care about yourself, what else can you do?

He began to think about whether he wanted to be a deserter.

Although most of the money has been kept by the squad leader, when Zhuang Yan came, his mother quietly stuffed him another thousand in her pocket.

This thousand pieces were hidden in the inner bag of winter training uniforms, and Yin Xiancong did not search for him at all.

The casual clothes have been placed in a small private room, but because this camp is a temporary training camp, the barracks have simple facilities and no special luggage storage room, which is the small private room commonly known as the army.

Therefore, when this group of new recruits arrived, the battalion did not strictly check their personal supplies. The private luggage bags were simply placed in a compartment on the landlords, without even a door lock.

The convenience caused by this omission once stimulated the desire to be a deserter.

Countless times, he was thinking about how to escape from the troops, and even began to pay attention to the change of duty hours of the battalion duty post.

He even thought of a way to escape.

When running five kilometers of off-road, you will pass through some surrounding residential areas. You solemnly notice that a minibus passes by on a Youbai Road about 500 meters east of the Xinpeng Camp.

He also noticed that the mini-Pakistan here has been operating for a long time. When he was taking a shower, he saw a mini-Pakistan with the XX Town-XX Town line sign hanging on the road.
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