Witnessing the entire first-line team being killed in action, no one had ever experienced such a situation. This was the first time since the Red Shoulder Incident that year.
At this time, there were two people on the rostrum.
Qiu Youchuan, the leader of the 453 regiment, received the first-class collective merit as the former captain of the 1123 regiment. He stood facing each other and cried silently. The old Army Commander Chen turned his back, his shoulders trembling slightly.
Thousands of people in the audience were moved, and sobs could be heard everywhere.
Han Qingyu was not used to such outbursts of emotion, so he tried to restrain himself.
But when the legion commander finally spoke again, naming Team 1123, he unfolded the long list of first-class merit in his hand, and named each one, everyone in the audience collectively answered "Yes".
Recruits 491 and 425 answered for the instructors.
Those faces are still clear today. Those people had been getting along day and night for a period of time, and there had been laughter and resentment. In the end, they went to block Dajian for them and never came back.
The recruits of 453 are answering for their seniors.
I answered sadly and proudly for the man who even though there were only 6 wounded soldiers left in the end, he still went out to rescue the new soldiers, took out the sword in his hand, and carved his dignity with all his life.
More people were answering for the Azure Warrior whom they had not yet gotten to know.
Han Qingyu couldn't hold it back either and said, "Here we are."
Finally, the first program of the briefing session ended.
It was a rare occasion when the commander of the regiment came to the lecture in person. Lu Wuzheng spent a few words and asked Chen Buxian to give lectures to the Bancha recruits who were about to go to the battlefield.
Commander Chen said he was giving a lecture, but his eyes were still red. His tone was less like a leader and more like an ordinary farm grandfather sending his grandchildren to join the army.
"Little erasers."
In the first sentence, he said slowly: "I'm sorry for letting you become my soldiers, blue soldiers. How are you doing with your training?"
The recruits said it was great.
"That's good, that's good." Chen Buxuan nodded, "From today on, the three-dimensional devices and dead iron straight knives on your body no longer need to be returned to the equipment field. They and the numbers on them must be returned to the equipment yard. I will follow you to the battlefield together."
"This shakes up the customs of our hometown in the countryside. I am here to see you off. I have to say something auspicious... But, how should I say this?"
The old man didn't seem ready to speak. He thought silently for a while before speaking again.
"I am a rural child. I have only read two winter books. I was forced to learn culture after I joined the army at the age of 17 and went to Weilan. At that time, the teacher taught me many subjects. I remember learning an idiom, It’s called the hero’s late evening.”
"I didn't think so at the time. I thought the word was cool... Now I look back and realize that it turned out to be a good word."
"Being a hero means you have to grow old...what a blessing it is."
"I hope that one day, all of you, the hero will be old and his sword will be sealed and his armor will be removed."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and left at a pace that was neither fast nor slow. He even took a few careless steps, like the most ordinary rural old man, walking with his hands behind his back and his head lowered.
Then he suddenly stopped, turned around and squinted at the recruits in the audience. A smile appeared on his old face. He stood up and stood at attention. The old man waved his arms and walked away, just like a grandfather amusing a child with a physical performance. happy.
Warm smiles appeared on the faces of people crying.
He was the only witness to the commander of the legion, the only recipient of the Starry Blue Medal in the eighty-year history of the Chinese Asian Front Army, and the man who personally beheaded the red-shouldered head back then.
This is the blue.
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There is a two-way selection process for new recruits when they leave the camp. Only the top twenty teams from last year can appear on the stage and introduce themselves during the orientation session.
These teams can recruit new recruits across teams. There is no doubt that they are also the best place for the thousands of recruits in the audience. Going there means more source energy block rewards, safer, faster growth, and more A great honor.
However, the number of places in each squad is almost very small. In addition to sacrificing supplements, they can only recruit veterans who have been trained into the army or regiment and are worthy of being the captain or deputy captain of the first-line squad. Newcomer.
To put it another way, this presentation is actually a bit like a commendation meeting.
When almost every team member takes the stage, they will introduce the team's own history, honors, combat prowess, deeds, etc. based on the projection information provided by the military.
Sitting in the crowd, Li Wangqiang unconsciously put away his sad emotions and began to envy, envy, and hate.
I think back then, the red eraser would come every year, and the 425th regiment had also made a loud noise. Their captain Wang Liuzheng once stood on this stage. Although he was bored, he only said one sentence: "We are the 425th regiment, the red eraser .”
There was still cheers and yearning from all over the place.
Bored gourd? Um. Blood gourd, alas.
On the stage, Lei Guan, the captain of the 869 regional team, came on stage. The projection behind him showed that the 869 team ranked third in the army last year. The team has one of the top combatants and is equipped with assistance helicopters. It is stationed in Chongqing and Sichuan in the southwest.
"The girl over here, well, she's very pretty, really... Go, I'll introduce her, it's okay if you don't know how to speak, we'll teach her how to do it."
Lei Guan finally did what he had just despised Shao Xuan for doing.
Amidst the laughter, the somewhat uncomfortable Tiehan looked around in the crowd, found someone, and spoke again:
"Actually, our 869 is more suitable for training new people than color erasers. Really..."
He kept chattering like this, adding a lot of fun and laughter. In the end, he refused to leave after the time limit was exceeded, and was pulled down by Army Commander Lu Wuzheng himself.
Then, the white eraser came on stage.
Projection display: The whiteboard showed that the overall ranking was first the year before last, the overall ranking the year before that, and last year... it was second, but the aid award was first.
What was a little surprising was that the Bancha team members who took the stage did not say anything about recruiting people, but announced the decision to "restart the actual combat assessment project for new recruits" on the spot.
The white eraser provides 5 source energy blocks, and all recruits above level B are invited to participate. Three of them are consumed for sparring, and two are rewards for the final winner.
And the winner does not have to choose a white eraser.
"Three yuan is consumed, what if it's not enough?" someone asked on the spot.
The white board eraser team member seemed to have been prepared. He smiled on the spot and said, "We believe that since the golden eraser captain Shao Xuan has come in person, he will definitely not be stingy."
Shao Xuan: "..."
At the same time, Wen Jifei turned to look at Han Qingyu and said coldly: "Yours."
At this time, Han Qingyu had already received the 10 source energy blocks as a one-time reward from the Golden Blue Guardian, and was holding the box containing the source energy blocks in his arms. In the next five years, with this medal, he would still have 3 pieces of source energy blocks every quarter. You can receive 1 yuan per quarter, plus 1 yuan per quarter of the previous silver medal...
After thinking about it, Han Qingyu gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I won't participate. There are so many new recruits in the army, I can't take them all."
PS: The next chapter will be released at 12 o'clock tonight. Although everyone usually dislikes me for being slow to update, in fact, including this chapter, I have updated 300,000 words in the public issue. Even compared with various books that have been updated more frequently, the public issue is not too small.
And, how should I put it, compared to the excitement when I was a newcomer to "Counter Current", I feel more uneasy this time when it is released. I decided to put down something that I was already proficient in and popular with the public to write "On the Sky". I had talked about this with my brothers twice before, and then I also said that I was prepared to write it. However, I really After writing it down, there are indeed times when I feel tangled and uncomfortable.
I'm not afraid to tell a secret. A few days ago, the editor told me that the internal data he had estimated might be around 4,000, which is much worse than Ni Feng's first order as a newcomer. I said if I really had 4,000, I would write it down happily.
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