The distance from the company to the training ground is not far.

The outdoors are not as warm as indoors. Not only that, the sudden cold wind blew up between the trees on both sides of the road with no leaves, making a shrill sound from the thin branches in the air.

A group of people followed the team slowly, and they saw Xiao Chen and the others in less than ten minutes. At this moment, Xiao Chen was running on the playground with the officers and soldiers of the Third Company.

"Chief, it's not OK to let Comrade Xiao Chen continue to do it. The weather is so cold and the air is dry. When they run three laps, the soldiers' throats are about to dry out. How can they sing?"

The person who led the four civil service expressed his opinions to the teacher with some eagerness.

When it comes to singing, he is professional. If Xiao Chen continues to do this, he will only have disadvantages and no benefits for tomorrow's acceptance.

The voice was firm, but the colonel standing beside him suddenly smiled and shook his head. He did not answer his question head-on, but turned his head to ask the major on the other side:

"Gaocheng, tell me, what does this kid want to do?"

Gao Cheng, who was looking at Sanlian running around the playground with interest, suddenly heard the teacher's question, and gave his own answer without hesitation:

"Although it was the soldier I brought out, he was the only one who did not follow the ordinary path. Special forces always did everything very special. Maybe he would take the third company to sing while running around, so I have no objection."

As soon as Gao Cheng finished speaking, he heard Xiao Chen suddenly startled not far away:

"Listen to the sound of the horn of the new journey..."

Then Gao Cheng added in surprise: "It's really a sing."

Several reporters who were only looking forward to something happening laughed, while the teacher nodded and answered in a positive tone:

"Yes, I really sang, and it sounds better than the activity room."

The activity room is a chorus, and here is a chorus. The two are not comparable.

However, the commander was able to hear something that was not in the activity room from the singing of more than a hundred people, and Gao Cheng also heard it, so he kept nodding to the commander's words.

Only four civil servants looked at the two big and small school officials in front of them with confusion. They were filled with their speculations. Could it be that these soldiers had no artistic cells and could not tell whether the songs were good or not?

Before coming, everyone in the art troupe couldn't help singing this song, and later arranged a chorus. Whether it was a chorus or a chorus, the effect was much better than the sounds sung by more than a hundred people in front of me.

Unexpectedly, someone said that the songs are good now.

Civilian officers stopped talking.

They could see that even if they were talking nonsense, they would not be able to let the four of them have the final say in the next hour.

Thinking about the brown sugar ginger soup that Xiao Chen asked the major to arrange for cooking, the four of them were even more confused. In this environment, they were singing so loudly, shouldn’t they drink a few sips of rock sugar sausage to moisten their throats?

What if my voice is hoarse today, what should I do if tomorrow's acceptance is accepted?

The four of them can only worry.

And on the playground, when Xiao Chen raised his head, most of the people in the third company began to sing hoarsely.

That small number of people were just instructed by four civil servants. According to their standards, the singing of everyone was not qualified at this time.

But everyone sang. If they didn't sing, Xiao Chen would easily find that the sound of a class here is low. After the training is over, they might be able to deal with them.

With such concerns, the few people who were instructed began to let go of the tight curse that they had just put on their hearts and began to roar with their comrades around them in a completely changing voice.

Just like this, a feeling that was completely different from the pressure in the activity room rushed into the chest, then melted into the heart, and flowed into the body with the blood. I just felt that my whole body began to become energetic.

A song lasts more than a minute, and I haven't even run half a circle in the playground.

But when the team gathered in front of the onlookers after running a lap again, when Xiao Chen ordered to sing the song again, the officers felt that a powerful momentum and strong spirit came to their faces, and even they themselves were deeply infected.

"Report to the division commander, the third company of the reconnaissance battalion of the T-Team Reconnaissance Battalion requested a battle. Please approve it! Acting Commander, Xiao Chen!"

Requesting for battle, rather than requesting training, Gao Cheng regained the spirit that Xiao Chen had in the third company.

The officers and soldiers of the Third Company were shaking when they heard this.

Their training is for fighting.

When fighting, if you are not careful, you will die. If you don’t want to die, you must do your best.

The division commander did not answer Xiao Chen's request, but just looked at the group of soldiers with serious expressions in front of him.

"Report to the division commander, the third company of the reconnaissance battalion of the T-Team Reconnaissance Battalion requested a battle. Please approve it! Acting Commander, Xiao Chen!"

Xiao Chen made another request, but the commander still did not speak.

Wen Liang felt something. Without Xiao Chen's leadership, he took the initiative to shout slogans: "Three companies collectively requesting a fight."

One person spoke, followed by more than one hundred and twenty people spoke. The words and expressions were consistent. At this moment, Sanlian was a person and a will.

This will is filled with a strong desire to fight.

The commander finally nodded.

He knew that if he did not agree, the officers and soldiers would continue to ask until their voices were hoarse, and would also tell themselves with their eyes how much they wanted to set out and fight.

"Chief, promise them."

An old reporter who had reached the rank of colonel and the oldest reporter sent by the military region this time, suddenly put down his camera and turned around and raised his hand to salute the division commander.

His solemn expression was filled with emotion and shock, and at this time he looked at the teacher sincerely and stated his thoughts:

"I saw such a scene on a group of soldiers back then. When they set out, many people were sacrificed in the shaking ruins, but more people were rescued."

"Such soldiers and companies like this are fighting even if they are training."

"Chief, promise them."

The division commander kept hesitating. He didn't know what Xiao Chen would do with the third company next, but it must be a very intense exercise. It would really be like what this civilian said, making the soldiers' voices hoarse. He really couldn't explain the acceptance tomorrow.

However, the reporter's words touched the veteran who also went to the battlefield.

"I agree that you join the battle and come back well. You have more important tasks tomorrow."

If this was a battlefield, he would say, come back alive.

The colonel raised his hand to salute the group of stubborn and stubborn young people in front of him. What was given to him was the salute of more than 120 people, and Xiao Chen's order after the ceremony:

"Five kilometers of full-load armed cross-country, set off."

If he had prepared for a long time, Xiao Chen hoped that he would have an eight-kilometer comprehensive this time. However, due to limited conditions, he could only come five kilometers. Even so, Xiao Chen still did not forget to urge everyone continuously:

"This is the battlefield. If you run slowly, there will be enemy artillery fire waiting to hit you. There is a line of defense in front of you that needs support. If we are a second late, a comrade will die in vain."

"Hurry, hurry up. Forget what you will do tomorrow, remember one thing in my mind, we are fighting."

Gao Cheng saw the embarrassment on his face when he heard the words sent back by the storm, but he looked at the group of teams that were about to disappear at the corner of the hillside, and his heart was filled with pride.

Unable to stare at what these crazy soldiers were doing along the way, the group could only return to the company headquarters and continue to wait.

The old reporter was very moved by the steaming brown sugar ginger soup handed over by Gao Cheng in the warm activity room:

"Why did such a good talent be sent to the Southeast Military Region? When I go back this time, I must react well with the leaders and try to get him back."

"I have seen many officers who have become captains at a young age. I have interviewed many young Junyan in recent years. But today I realized that the thing I regret most in my life is the news that he had broken the records of your army group exams."

"After this acceptance, I must find an opportunity to interview him. I want to let some young people see that their peers have already brought out such a powerful force."

The old reporter talked freely, ignoring the four civilian officers, with embarrassment on their faces.

"The sound they sing is indeed not quite satisfactory. But the sound can be combined together. Although it has changed its tone, it has not changed its flavor, but it is more energetic. I think the charm of this song is here. The leader, my suggestion is that if possible, the head of the headquarters will also let the head of the headquarters see today's scene when it is accepted tomorrow."

The teacher has already come back to the taste at this time.

He had been thinking about what Xiao Chen had said to him in the event room before, and it was only now that he realized that this old reporter who acted as a spectator knew much more about this than he did.

After figuring out the key points, the colonel immediately laughed loudly and nodded to the old reporter.

"You are kind to you. In terms of spiritual construction, you are an expert senior."

After raising his hand to the old reporter, the division commander's eyes turned to the four civilian officers who were mixed with emotions:

"A few comrades, I want to report the situation here to the superiors first. If possible, I will strive to get the superiors to adopt Comrade Xiao Chen's opinion. But I also hope that you can help our comrades more while ensuring this form of expression."

"After all, no matter how energetic the song is, it is not a good thing to be too ugly."

He explained his opinions to everyone on both sides, and the teacher called Gao Cheng over and gave him a careful advice:

"After the third company comes back, remember to ask the health team to distribute glucose and cold prevention medicine to everyone. I will report first, you are here to accompany these distinguished guests."

After giving instructions, the teacher hurried out of the activity room.

Looking at everyone thinking in front of him, Gao Cheng smiled and looked quietly.
Chapter completed!