The last assessment day finally came.

The assessment is divided into two parts, one part military and one part foreign language.

The military part is not actually based on the final assessment results, but also refers to the overall results of the usual training and combined with the instructor's evaluation.

The headquarters also came on the day of the assessment and was a minister.

It was the shooting subject. The minister, who had battlefield experience, sat on the stool on the sidelines, stared at the outfits of the special shooting subjects being tested.

After this stare, my eyes never left.

Finally, he turned around and asked the old white-haired man next to him: "I'm afraid that No. 23 has participated in the actual combat? He is so young, a privateer?"

The old white-haired whispered something in the minister's ear, and the minister nodded with sudden enlightenment.

In fact, Lao Baimao has a certain idea in his heart.

It’s not because Zhuangyan’s father is an old acquaintance with me, but Zhuangyan is a soldier who has carried out practical tasks under his own leadership.

It is better to practice it once than to say a thousand words or tell ten thousand words.

No matter how many training and Hell Weeks you participate in, you can't test people more than once the thrilling one.

Su Huikai did not expect it in the foreign language exam.

The written test scores were in the top ten, but unfortunately I was speechless and failed.

The solemn foreign language subject assessment is calm and performs normally.

On the afternoon of the second day after the assessment, Lao Baimao gathered all the members of the reserve team.

Consistent with his usual style, Lao Baimao spoke concisely and without dragging his mouth, and went straight to the point.

"You have worked hard for eight months and have given blood and sweat. Now, the names of those who have gained are on it."

He shook the list in his hand.

Everyone's eyes followed the thin piece of a4 paper, shaking back and forth.

"Next, I will read the list of people who were selected to participate in the training of the special forces school in T country before participating in the training of the special forces school. The selected comrades do not need to pack up their things and stay on standby. The unselected comrades go back to pack up their things, have a meal tonight, and someone will arrange for you to return to the original troops tomorrow."

What is coming, it's finally here.

Everyone had a vague premonition in their hearts, but now they have only received the final confirmation.

Actually, there is no need for a premonition.

The eight-month training camp, to put it bluntly, who has more and less urine, who has a few brushes, and who has the ability, is all chickens who eat light-emitting insects, and they know it well.

The most suspenseful person is not the officer's elected person, but the only candidate for the soldier.

Among all the non-commissioned officers and soldiers in the reserve team, three of them were very popular, Zhuang Yan, Su Huikai, and Yu Qunchao from the B Military Region.

Among them, Su Huikai's spoken foreign language is even more bird-singing than bird-singing, so it can be basically denied, especially when Su Hui opened her mouth and even the invigilator was laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up.

Due to the burden of speaking foreign languages, this guy can basically be determined to be the person on the list of unselected ones.

The biggest competition comes from the relationship between Yu Qunchao and Zhuangyan.

One is the famous gun king in the military region B.

Another is a talented player from the "Hunter" team, an experimental unit of the "Red Arrow" brigade, a person who can compete with the instructor, and a proud student of former gun king Han.

In terms of shooting skills and other special operations events, the two have very similar results, so in the reserve team, the debate about who will be selected is divided into two major camps.

A group of people believe that Yu Qunchao has a long service life. As a true veteran, his psychological quality and level will be more stable. In addition, from the perspective of ranking students and seniority, it is Yu Qunchao's turn, instead of being solemn for three years.

Another group believes that it is shameful to rank and discuss seniority, not to mention that now we are going to really select talents to go out to T country, rather than simply taking care of old comrades to give a chance to promote. The solemn marksmanship is actually better than Yu Qunchao, at least in terms of potential, and younger than Yu Qunchao. Don’t you say you want to be younger? Young people are more suitable.

So, after the old Baimao read out the list of officers, his breathing almost stopped.

Everyone had their ears pricked up.

The old white-haired stopped this time and glanced at the team in front of him.

When I was about to finish, I suddenly said, "Everyone seems very nervous?"

Lao Baimao's teasing finally made a little relaxed in the originally tense atmosphere.

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

The old white-haired picked up the list, took a look, and then his eyes fell on the solemn body.

"Soldiers are selected, solemn."

When the name "Sancang" penetrated everyone's ears, a lot of discussion suddenly came from the crowd.

"It's him really."

"How could it be him?

Zhuangyan looked at Yu Qunchao in front of him, who stood in the team, motionless, and respected him as if he were a sculpture.

Lao Baimao put away the list and said loudly: "Now, those who have failed to choose can go pack up their things. Those who have been selected should stay here for two more days, and everything will be the same. The dinner will be held at 6 o'clock on time. Disband!"

The team disbanded and everyone congratulated each other. Some people set up rice seedlings to treat them, and some left the room without saying a word. Everyone's reactions were different.

Cui Weinan, who was also selected, came up and punched Zhuang Yan in the chest: "Boy, you Captain Han has a bright face this time."

After Yan Ming left, Chen Bin, the second lieutenant who replaced him, also came over and patted his solemn arm hard: "We will be in the same team when we go out in the future, so how do we do the same thing!"

Zhuang Yan shook hands with him hard: "My sure, Chen Pai, you should also look at me more. I am a new recruit and I don't know anything."

Yu Qunchao suddenly appeared in front of the solemn person, and the people around him were stunned.

Enemies have a narrow road.

A hand reached over.

A calloused hand on one finger.

"Congratulations!" Yu Qun said generously: "You deserve it after being selected."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The solemnity was also impressed by Yu Qunchao's generosity.

A "gun king" in the B Military Region and a soldier model seem to be a false reputation.

You can take it and let it go; you can afford to win and you can afford to lose.

This is a real soldier, a pure warrior.

Zhuang Yan also reached out and held it with the hand of the same gun-playing expert.

"I'm very happy to meet you, Lao Yu, it's my honor to be able to train with you!"

"It's also my honor!" Yu Qunchao said: "You have let me see what it means to be outside people. There is a heaven outside. Don't worry, I will definitely strengthen my training after I go back. In the future, you will come back from a foreign training camp and meet in the martial arts venue!"

There was a heat in his solemn heart, and he felt a mutual appreciation between soldiers.

"I look forward to it too!" he said.

After Yu Qunchao left, Su Huikai suddenly raised his head and roared wildly: "I lost!"

Zhuang Yan was startled and said, "Old Su, don't collapse!"
Chapter completed!