When Chen Ming returned to the queue, he saw everyone staring at him with strange eyes, which made him feel a little strange.
"What are you looking at?"
"Is there something wrong with me?"
Chen Ming looked at himself and saw that there was nothing wrong with him.
"Not only is something wrong, it's so wrong." Ma Dazhu said with a smile: "Old Chen, what happened between you and Lieutenant Chai just now? It seems that you two are very close."
"What a mess." Chen Ming smiled bitterly, "She is from the Propaganda Department. She wants to interview recruits and ask me some questions, that's all."
"Really?" The mouths of everyone in the group were almost tilted to the sky.
There was nothing wrong with the interview, but when he was interviewing others, Lieutenant Chai's actions were not so intimate. He pulled his sleeves and patted his shoulders.
Wang Shuaibing is a big boss, he doesn't have so many twists and turns. When he saw the military medal hanging around Chen Ming's neck, he immediately reached out to hold it in his hand, looked at it, shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, for such a little kid We have been practicing hard since we entered the military camp, and now Brother Chen finally got it."
"I can finally relax now."
"Relax?"
Zhao Lifei was coming from a distance. After hearing Wang Shuaibing's words, his face darkened: "Who told you that you can relax?"
"I tell you, from the moment you put on this green uniform and become an Army soldier, you can't even think about relaxing except for being discharged."
"Hurry up and line up. After the competition is over, it's time to arrange the gun training. There are still many challenges waiting for you next."
"If you perform poorly during the recruit period, the eight main battalions of our artillery brigade will be allocated based on your assessment results. If no one wants you, we will have to put you in the logistics to feed pigs."
Feed the pigs? ?
With this kind of distribution arrangement, it's okay to joke among recruits, but it's different when it comes from the squad leader's mouth.
"Line up, let alone feed the pigs. If anyone's test scores are too poor, you will not be qualified to feed the pigs."
After the competition, Zhao Lifei was not as talkative as before, and returned to his selfless look.
Seeing that Chen Ming still had the military medal hanging around his neck, he raised his hand and said, "Put this away and put it away when you return to the military camp."
"Military medals represent the honor of soldiers and should be kept well."
"Yes, monitor."
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Subsequently, the four artillery brigade brigades prepared to withdraw.
Under the leadership of each company commander
More than 400 people lined up in a neat formation and set off back in high spirits.
The current posture is much more majestic than when he came here.
Because the training center is the host, there is no need to evacuate. Their recruits formed a square formation, staring at the four artillery brigade groups as they walked slowly in front of them.
The look in his eyes was quite unconvincing.
Chen Ming was walking at the front of the second brigade. When he turned around and saw everyone in the rear group standing proudly like a big rooster, with their heads raised and their chests raised, his mind moved and he suddenly said: "Brothers."
"Um?"
"How about a military song?"
"Okay, I agree."
If I were to suggest singing, probably not many people would be willing to do it, but at this time, everyone was more positive than the other.
I felt bad when I remembered how the training center looked at them like country bumpkins when they first arrived.
Now that we have finally regained a win, we must stand up.
Chen Ming smiled and sang in a low voice with a hint of high spirits: "Through wind and rain, experience blood and fire, prepare to rise."
"Walked through wind and rain, experienced blood and fire;"
"Glorious artillery brigade, assembled under the military flag;"
"Howling shells, patrolling the air and sky, flying ballistics, igniting the fire of loyalty..."
A high-pitched singing voice came from the position of the first class, and soon, the entire second team was singing along.
Immediately afterwards, the first team, the third team, and the fourth team were infected and joined in the chorus.
The artillery brigade has its own military song. At this moment, it is not about singing a pre-dinner song. It should be sung loudly and perfunctorily.
It is a real chorus that should be sung with great momentum and shock the training center before leaving.
The majestic singing seemed to bring everyone's thoughts to the battlefield. War drums were beating, wolf smoke was billowing, and countless chariots roared and rushed towards the battlefield.
The sky and the earth are shaking, the sky and the earth are overwhelming, the sky and the sky are one, and the east wind is mighty.
Although Chen Ming and the others carry the title of artillery on their heads, after all, they are just a group of new recruits who have not yet been awarded the title. Strictly speaking, they are not artillery.
However, the singing revealed a hint of the aura of a thousand-mile machine with a hammer and a sword, and the storm was calm.
It is quite determined that the artillery can be discharged with great force, and the ballistic trajectory will not leave any trace for nine days.
This scene made all the recruits in the training center dumbfounded.
Singing is often the best way to reflect morale. Compared with the military song of the artillery brigade, the song "Unity is Strength" they usually sing is obviously inferior by more than one and a half points.
Not only were the recruits dumbfounded, but the company and platoon leaders in the training center looked solemnly at this time, and Chai Shuyao, who was still interviewing and collecting information, turned to watch all the recruits in the artillery brigade leave the field singing loud military songs.
She walked outside the martial arts arena, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.
...
On the way back.
Chen Ming and the others were still sitting in the troop carrier they came from, with a group of new recruits nestled in the carriage.
This moment is different from that moment.
Their current state of mind was completely different from the tension they had experienced.
Everyone's face was full of excitement and high fighting spirit.
Wang Shuaibing danced with joy and said happily: "Brother Chen, you have more ideas. You came up with the idea to let us sing the military song. You didn't look at the eyes of those tough guys. What training center? I thought it was so awesome."
"You can't say that. The conditions in the training center are difficult, and their overall quality is indeed higher than ours." Chen Ming smiled and shook his head.
"Hey, hey, squad deputy, we've passed the evaluation, so we won't mention it anymore. I remember just now, did the squad leader say it's time to give him a gun?"
Wei Chong asked from the side.
Guns, for men, have an inherent fatal temptation.
If you ask any young man who joins the army what he is looking forward to most in the military camp, no one will probably say that he is looking forward to folding quilts, looking forward to standing in the military posture, looking forward to running the endless five kilometers, and looking forward to all kinds of training.
However, just by mentioning the gun, almost all recruits' eyes will light up.
After all, if you don't become a soldier, you may never have a chance to come into contact with guns.
"Well, I've said that it's time for us to receive gun training. If this competition hadn't only been about physical fitness, and we've been wasting time focusing on physical training during this period, we probably should have received gun training a long time ago."
Chen Ming nodded, without much fluctuation in his heart.
He doesn't yearn for guns as much as others.
After all, in his previous life, he was born early in the 1980s and 1990s when gun bans were not strict. He followed adults to handle shotguns and went hunting. Later, after entering the sports circle, he also played with air rifles specially used for competitions.
Therefore, guns that are shrouded in mystery to others are not a rare thing to him.
Moreover, he had read articles before. In the army, guns are very enjoyable to shoot. The key is that you can't let them be hit all the time. If you hit them too much, you may make them vomit.
Especially when clearing the bullet inventory or going off-road with a heavy load, the sight of a gun has a psychological impact.
But his own low interest does not mean that the other recruits are not interested. They were discussing gun training and target practice along the way, which was so exciting.
Chen Ming was leaning on the carriage, quietly thinking about his next goal.
It will be time to download the company in more than a month.
The lower company of the army is like the college entrance examination in the outside world, which is a very important watershed.
If you can be assigned to a good unit, it will be of great help to future development.
But he was not very familiar with the various units of the artillery brigade. He had heard Chai Shuyao say that the artillery brigade was a force to strengthen combat readiness. It had eight main battalions and more than twenty companies. He didn't know which one was better.
It seems that I still need to ask the instructor for advice.
He made up his mind and planned to talk to the instructor when he returned.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they returned from the evaluation, company commander Guo Yuanzheng, instructor Lin Fengcheng, and platoon leader Jiang Peng hurriedly drove away from the recruit company.
It looked like there was something urgent to deal with.
