Chapter 2 Thunderstorm (2)

Another day of military training is about to begin. When I woke up in the morning, when I was in front of the only mirror in my room, Lei Yu was tidying up his military appearance. In the mirror, Lei Yu's tall figure and a face that was more gloomy than the sky outside. The wounds on my lips have not been completely healed. Now I can only see a few black blood marks. Because Lei Yu's skin is darker, it is difficult to detect those small wounds without looking carefully.

In front of the mirror, Lei Yu carefully buttoned the button closest to the collar seal in the military uniform, feeling his neck tightened. Lei Yu started to tidy up the shirt inside the military uniform, feeling a little more comfortable, Lei Yu began to tidy up other parts of his body.

Just a few days ago, Lei Yu sent the more than 2,000 yuan he saved in the past few months back to his home. Now the family is in a hurry to use the money. My father's hospitalization fee has been paid more than 5,000 yuan, and there are more to the back... The more than 5,000 yuan of money is still the three hundred yuan of the villagers in the village, and the two hundred yuan of the Li family. Thinking of his father's struggle and crying on the hospital bed when he broke his leg, Lei Yu was really heartbroken. Lei Yu naturally knew why his father was in a hurry to be discharged. In the hospital, every day he stayed in the hospital, the money spent like water would make his father feel even more guilty. It was simply pouring oil into the heart of his father who had always been frugal... When his father was hospitalized, Lei Yu reminded his fourth uncle that he did not let his sister who was studying in another place know, for fear that it would affect her study...

At the critical moment, one cent will force the hero to death! In particular, I will take off my beloved military uniform in a while. What else can I do if I leave these brothers in the army? Security guard? Lei Yu felt very bitter. Everyone could understand the orders above, like other officers, including his division commanders, but they could not accept them calmly. Now this order has been conveyed to the grassroots level. Like myself who heard this news for the first time, except for those who came to the army to mess around, most of the grassroots soldiers in the division were also full of pain when they learned the news. Some soldiers cut their fingers in the whole squad and platoon, wrote blood letters to them, and asked them to take back their lives. The day before yesterday

I heard from the Political Commissar Hu of the Division Headquarters that the blood letters that the division headquarters have now been pressed down, and these soldiers are all famous Chinese men... When we discussed together, everyone thought that the number of troops in China is too large, four or five million, which is more than twice the size of the M** team, and the military expenditure is less than one-tenth of that of others. The huge number of troops directly leads to the direct consequence of the treatment of officers and soldiers of the army cannot be improved, the equipment cannot be updated, and the training intensity is not enough... After all, these are still the word "money"! Soldiers are more expensive, not expensive, especially under the conditions of high-tech wars in the world today. This is even more prominent. My own strengths are not here, but I still understand this principle.

Finally, he straightened the shoulder stamps on his shoulders in front of the mirror, and blew the dust on it. Lei Yu left the dormitory door. As soon as he opened the door, a cold wind blew towards him. The sky outside was dark. The path outside the barracks where Lei Yu lived was paved with broken bricks and gravel a long time ago. It was drizzling last night. Some mud and water had accumulated on the bumpy road. Several grasses under the eaves of the tiles beside the road tenaciously emerged from the cracks of the bricks and stones. The rain overnight made their bodies more stable.

I pulled it out, but Thunderstorm didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things that could make those sour people sigh for a long time. Thunderstorm's mood was actually very bad. Its spotless leather shoes were stained by the mud on the ground before walking a few steps. But thinking that today was Xinsheng's first performance, Thunderstorm still put aside his worries and forced himself to walk towards Xinsheng's camp. When he walked to Xinsheng's camp, Thunderstorm's shoulders were already half wet, and the students in the camp were almost ready.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the thunderstorm blew the whistle of gathering, and the freshmen ran out of their rooms and stood in the rain.

"Today's performance will be carried out according to the original plan. After morning exercises and breakfast, we will set off. At the training ground of the teaching brigade of the division headquarters, the leaders of your school and the leaders of our troops will review your training results these days together. I hope you will perform well, give yourself a face to me. If anyone gets diarrhea and comes back to see me, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Without nonsense, Lei Yu directly took the freshman to have morning exercises, ran around the vegetable field outside the barracks, and then punched the military fist again. Until the morning exercises, Lei Yu never said a word. Today's Lei Yu had no mood to speak. From the eyes of those students looking at him, Lei Yu saw fear, which was exactly what he needed. What do men in the army pay most attention to? Honor. Although it was just a simple mid-term performance for students' military training, every instructor worked hard. This performance was not only comparable to the level of students, but also the level of instructors. Putting aside those annoying things, Lei Yu knew it by himself.

In terms of the situation, none of the instructors responsible for training these freshmen this year is simple. The most ordinary person has a military rank of one cent per cent. This is rare in previous years. Lei Yu has not been in the division for a year or two. He has known some of the military training of freshmen before. Although there are examples of officers being instructors, they have not been there at all when they were officers. This makes Lei Yu feel a little confused. When he thought of the task that he was forcibly arranged by Battalion Commander Zhao, Lei Yu's doubts became even heavier. Lei Yu also asked Battalion Commander Zhao two days ago, but Battalion Commander Zhao just smiled and said something Lei Yu didn't understand.

"We have not been in the military camp for a long time. Although we have some emotions, now everyone has to consider their future. We hope to have a good job when we transfer to the local area. However, according to the regulations of the army, most people can only transfer to their hometowns. I know a little about your hometown. If you return to your hometown, it will be a waste of you!" Speaking of this, Battalion Commander Zhao patted Lei Yu on the shoulder and said in a meaningful tone, "Do it well!"

Battalion Commander Zhao's attitude undoubtedly brought up another smoke screen in front of Lei Yu. Lei Yu made up his mind that after the freshmen's military training, he must ask the battalion commander what was going on.

Although it was raining, although the vice president of Southwest Associated University was more than half an hour late, and although the fart articles on the official side wasted a long time, and the vice president fell down in a panic on the training ground in full view of the public... but finally, the performance was still ushered in. When Lei Yu led his team to the training ground of the division teaching brigade, he had only one goal: to win the first place in the performance. All other emotions were temporarily abandoned by him.

Lei Yu and their luck today were not very good. Their team lined up a little far behind. When it was their turn, everyone's clothes were soaked. When other teams were on stage performing military fist, Lei Yu looked carefully below, and he scored those teams mentally and compared them with his team's level. Before his team came on stage, Lei Yu had a clear mind. After so many days of hard training, although most people were still a flower stand, they were also a flower stand. I dare not say that the first place in the flower stand on his side was, and the top three definitely had hope.

"Below, Feng Gang's troops, Leishu troops, and Cao Zhi's troops came on the court..." The sound of himself coming from the speakers in the training ground. Leishu cheered up his spirit and led the team to walk towards the open space in front of the rostrum.

"Report to the head, the original number of people in our department is 102, and the actual number of people is 102. Please give me instructions!"

"Report to the head, the original number of people in our department is 98, and the actual number of people is 97, and one person is on sick leave. Please give me instructions!"

"Report to the Chief..."

After the instructors from the three teams trotted to the rostrum to report the situation, the performance officially began.

"Fighting preparation!" Standing in the rain, Thunderstorm shouted at the team.

"Ha!" Everyone put forward the starting stance. If they only look at the starting stance, they cannot tell the level of a team. They have to look at the level of a team, and they also have to see how he fights behind him. With a wave of Lei Yu's hand, the group of student soldiers in front of him began to exhale and sing military fists.

"ha!"

"Ha ha!"

"ha!"

"Breaking a punch"

"Pull-puncture kick"

"Horse stance"

"Dialogue inside and hook"

...

After only seeing the first three movements of the student soldiers in front of him, Lei Yu's face changed. Is this the team he trained? Some people in the team didn't even keep up with the rhythm of punching, and they were always slowing down. There were also a few boys who fisted softly, just like sick chickens. When they did a few key moves, they were even more ugly... Seeing that, Lei Yu had no expression on his face, and he already knew the result of the game. Looking at the eyes of the thousands of people opposite him, imagining the whispers on the rostrum behind him, Lei Yu felt that he was slapped twice here.

What's going on? Half of these people's training level have not been able to perform. Could it be that they have been in the rain for too long these two days? Thunderstorm is suppressing their anger while looking for the answer to this situation in their hearts.

The boys were third from the end, and the result of the competition was indeed as Lei Yu expected. Hearing this result, Lei Yu only looked at the group of student soldiers in front of him and said nothing. Compared with the joyful girls who lived in the same yard and won the second place in the women's group, Lei Yu brought the boys' team back to the yard with a little dullness.

"Dissolve!" Lei Yu left after only one sentence.

The boys left uneasy. Before it was time to eat, the rain was still falling. The thunderstorm walked in the rain and went to the infirmary that was temporarily prepared for the freshmen in the camp. The students in the military training had a headache and fever, so they would come here to prescribe some medicine.

The doctor on duty in the infirmary saw that the thunder rain was coming, and he was obviously a little surprised. He looked at the thunder rain's face and thought it was thunder rain who was sick.

"Company Commander Lei, why are you here? Your slat is similar to that of an iron. Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Lei Yu forced a smile.

"No, I want to come to you to learn about the situation of the freshmen in our company. The training has been a little tight in the past two days, and it has rained again. These freshmen are all tender and tight. I usually have very strict requirements on them, but I don't care enough, so now come to you to see if there are many new students in my company in the past two days who have come to you for treatment!"

Before coming to the infirmary, Lei Yu thought that if it was really because of this reason that his team performed poorly today, then it would be fine. After all, it was the instructor who did not do a good job and only focused on completing the tasks assigned by the battalion commander and ignored that most of the students in front of him were children with unreduced hair, just like his sister. Lei Yu even had a little guilty thought in his heart, but the doctor's next words shattered the guilt that Lei Yu had just emerged.

"Oh, that's it, wait for me to check it out." The doctor looked at Lei Yu, smiled clearly, and then flipped up a blue plastic leather notebook placed on the table in the duty room and looked at it. "Your company, let me take a look. On the first day of the new arrival, a boy had a stomachache that was damaged by eating and eating. He came to me to prescribe some medicine. On the fourth day, two people twisted their feet during training and came here to read it. As for the past two days..." The doctor flipped through the notebook, "Only a boy caught a cold yesterday, and he came here to prescribe some cold medicine, and there was nothing else!"

Lei Yu walked out of the infirmary and became even more confused. He knew that when they were sick, Lei Yu had approved their fake, but judging from today's situation, it was not them who had the problem. What was going on? Frowning and with a gloomy face, Lei Yu walked towards Xinsheng's barracks. Before he could reach the barracks, Lei Yu was stopped by a voice. The one who called him was a young soldier in the company who was responsible for collecting garbage in the barracks today. The soldier was wearing a raincoat and pulling a small ingot cart with a shovel in the back of the car, and just walked out of the back of the barracks.

"Company Commander, I'm about to look for you?"

"What's the matter?"

"Look, this is what I found in your company's garbage dump today!"

The soldier said, taking a bag in front of the Thunder Rain. There were three bottles in the bag, which were quite new, all sorghum wine of more than 40 degrees. When he saw the bottles, the Thunder Rain suddenly understood that there would be no one else except those newborns. The undepressed anger and the emotions caused by the affairs of the troops and the family during this period rushed to his forehead like an erupting volcano. The Thunder Rain grabbed the bag and didn't say a word, and walked towards the camp with such a big stride. The rain on the road was splashed by his shoes. The soldier looked at the Thunder Rain that was walking away and shrank his neck secretly. Now, someone is in trouble!

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