"Everyone is there, turn back, four columns, target training ground convoy, run and walk."
"Da da da"
Bursts of heavy footsteps were heard, and more than a hundred people from the recruit company set off collectively to prepare to board the train.
This is the first time Chen Ming and the others have gone so far away since arriving at the military camp.
Recruit evaluation.
From the few days before arriving at the military camp, the squad platoon leader has been talking about it, mentioning it from time to time, and has always regarded this as a goal to motivate new recruits in training.
Now, it's finally here.
Class 1, as the first class, naturally boarded the first vehicle, which was still the kind of military green truck that transports troops, and it was still the familiar corner of the carriage.
Chen Ming squatted in this place again, waiting to set off. The difference was that the last time he arrived at the military camp, everything he saw was new.
Now, under the title of the Second Artillery Brigade, he has to participate in the recruitment competition held by the group army.
Wang Shuaibing still squatted beside him.
When we first met, I thought he was a bit naive. After being together for a long time, he is still naive...
"Brother Chen, what ranking do you think I can get in this competition?"
"Just now the company commander shouted about the artillery brigade with the iron fist of war, guarding the border and defending the country. It made me so excited that I felt like I could fight ten of them."
"What about now?" Chen Ming asked with a smile. With such a living treasure, the tension in the carriage caused by the competition was dispersed a lot.
This car has more than one class, and there are also recruits from the second class. After staying for a long time, everyone is familiar with each other.
A group of people looked at Chen Ming and Wang Shuaibing.
The former is the person most likely to get a good ranking in this competition. After all, it is obvious to all how hard Chen Ming has worked in this month.
As for the latter, it's just a joke. Among the ten people in the class, his physical fitness is at the bottom.
"Now." Wang Shuaibing scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Calm down now, I can make up the numbers at most."
"Stop talking about me, Brother Chen, how are you doing? Do you have confidence? Yesterday at the class meeting, the class leader said that there were three particularly powerful soldiers on the evaluation field. It seems that they are all athletes and are very good."
"I don't know if we can do this."
"I don't know." Chen Ming shook his head, "But it's okay. I won't know until you compare whether they can do it or not. It doesn't matter if they are athletes or soldiers who have enlisted for the second time."
"When we get to the competition field, it's the same venue and the same standards. You won't know who is strong and who is weak until you fight hard."
Right.
Chen Ming's indifference made many anxious recruits in the carriage gradually become calmer.
This is not the time when they just came here and didn't understand anything, even if they were scolded by the squad leader all day long on the training field.
They often say that their training movements are more strenuous than an old lady getting on the kang, and not as good as a child in a kindergarten. But if they are scolded too much, they will become a little immune.
Being able to see a bigger arena made them more excited than worried.
Chen Ming squatted in the corner, silent and no longer speaking. He looked through the cracks in the car at the receding buildings outside. He was slightly in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking.
...
the other side.
Seventy-first Army Training Center.
The so-called training center is actually a temporary occupation of the Group Army's No. 3 martial arts training ground, where recruits are trained for six months.
The martial arts arena covers a large area of 120,000 square meters, about the size of 18 standard football fields.
It does sound like a large area, but excluding the parking lot used for parking vehicles in the martial arts arena, it can accommodate thousands of people in dormitories.
The remaining area is still a bit crowded to support the training of four to five thousand people, and the conditions are not as good as the artillery brigade recruit company.
Many of the venues are repeatedly used by companies, and the accommodations are even more rudimentary. After all, they are military training grounds, built to provide a place for combat units to practice.
Not so particular.
But today is different.
Two days in advance, the Army Joint Logistics Department arranged for people to draw white lines here with white ash to circle the competition venue.
On the parade stage of the martial arts field, banners were hung up, the red table on the stage was covered with red velvet, and the loudspeaker equipment was neatly stacked aside.
The selection of new recruits for the group army is a large-scale event, and even the war zone is involved in the arrangements.
In addition, Changjiang Zhenjun, chief of staff of the theater army, will come to watch the game on behalf of the eastern theater, including Feng Chunyang, chief of staff of the 71st Army, and Army Commander Luo Wentong.
The Joint Logistics Department arranged the scene quite well.
When Tang Zhen, commander of the artillery brigade, came over, the head of the military region had not yet arrived.
I happened to encounter three new training groups in the training center who were forming their teams. In the open space in front of the martial arts field, rows of recruits marched in neat steps and shouted loud slogans and began to line up.
Tang Zhen stood in a slightly remote place and watched for a while, shaking his head slightly. Every year in the competition, the recruits from the brigade could not get the first echelon ranking.
It’s not just a matter of base numbers.
The training conditions here at the martial arts field are harder, and most of the time there is competition for use of the training field. This will also lead to three new training groups, and the training atmosphere will be higher and more prosperous.
What's more, the momentum and intensity of thousands of people training together are far greater than the feeling of more than a hundred people training together.
This may be the fundamental reason why the recruit companies of their artillery brigade failed to achieve good results in previous years.
Tang Zhen sighed with emotion, raised his head and looked to the other side, with a smile on his face.
The people standing on the other side are all the famous "bears" of the group army, with very sharp noses. They arrive early for every big competition, ready to find some good seedlings, walk around in private, and pull people into their own units.
It is also commonly known as "stealing the stick".
Anyway, every year, regardless of whether there is a competition or not, these bears will come and steal the stick.
No one is really stupid enough to wait for the training to be randomly assigned. In that case, the good soldiers will have been abducted by others.
Tang Zhen walked over with a smile. The colonel on the far left, the strongest and about forty years old, was Cui Bai, the commander of the special operations brigade of the 71st Group Army.
The tall, thin man next to him, who looks very shrewd, and the taciturn man on the far right are respectively Dong Gaofeng, commander of the Army Aviation Brigade of the 71st Group Army, and Zheng Lin, commander of the air defense brigade.
They are all famous big bears.
"You old guys, the competition hasn't even started yet, and you're here to look for someone you like?" Tang Zhen walked over with a smile.
Seeing him coming, the three of them suddenly felt unhappy.
The artillery brigade is a combat-ready force and has priority in grabbing human rights. It can be said that in addition to the recruits they have trained themselves, there are also good prospects coming out of the training center.
Tang Zhen can also take it away.
It's just that every year, others cry out for poverty in front of the leader, and Tang Zhen has returned without success for several years in a row.
It’s not easy to compete with these old comrades.
Cui Bai, commander of the special operations brigade, snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Old Tang, don't make sarcastic remarks there. I'm not looking for soldiers under your command."
"I've done the math for you this year, but it's still in vain. The three of us have just discussed it. We will share equally among the three young athletes who come here this year."
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Yo yo yo." Tang Zhen smiled and said, "Forget it, I tell you Lao Cui, there is really no guarantee who will win this year. Let's have the last laugh."
"You have already made a reservation. Did Chief Luo nod?"
"You are beautiful."
Cui Bai wasn't angry either. Anyway, everyone would grab good ideas every year. The top thirty in the competition were all the targets of competition.
In previous years, the top thirty of the artillery brigade did account for a large proportion, and a few of them would shamelessly take advantage of each other.
But this year is different.
They had long heard that three good prospects had come to the training center, and they would definitely give priority to these three.
Tang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to them. He had no choice but to do so. As the number one army in the army, the 71st Army usually had great internal competition.
In addition, the transformation of divisions into brigade has been in full swing in the past few years, even brigade commanders like them can't sit still and want to steal the new recruits.
Can't be avoided.
While a few people were chatting, dozens of troop carriers slowly drove in at the entrance of the martial arts venue.
Four new companies of the artillery brigade also arrived.
