Jackie Chan has a stable mentality and is content with what he has come to. He has found a fun direction as soon as he comes.
As the commander of the third red company, He Hongtao came with the best soldiers in the regiment, but when he saw the wretched appearance of the fifth squadron, he was furious.
He raised his voice and scolded sternly: "What are you doing? A vegetable market?"
He Hongtao's voice full of gunpowder startled the four people playing cards, and they all turned their attention to the door.
This look.
They all shivered with fear.
He threw the cards on the table and stood upright, staring at the instructor who suddenly appeared with nervous and frightened eyes that were a bit startled.
These two points of shock came from Jackie Chan.
Jackie Chan, whose body is almost as wide as a door frame, stands behind the instructor. The contrast between his front and rear body shapes is so strong that the visual impact is so strong.
In the end, Lao Ma was well-informed and had a good attitude, so he reacted in time.
He touched his face randomly several times, wiped off all the notes, and asked with a smile: "Instructor, what kind of wind is this, blowing you here?"
"Didn't I inform you yesterday?" He Hongtao frowned.
"Oh, oh, I remembered. I told you that I would send a class deputy to our class. Instructor, I'm really sorry. Look at my brain. I was so busy that he forgot about it." Lao Ma patted his forehead and hurriedly Apologize.
"You were busy and forgot?"
He Hongtao became even more angry when he heard this. He pointed at the messy dormitory and cursed: "Look at what a bear you housekeepers have become. Can you see anyone?
The quilt was twisted into a twist and thrown on the bed, there were a lot of messy things on the desk, the toothbrush and washbasin were scattered everywhere, and there was an unpleasant smell of cigarette smoke in the dormitory.
How does this look like a dormitory? The pig pens in the production class at the regiment headquarters are cleaner and tidier than this. "
Don't tell me yet.
The pig pen in the army production class is much neater than the messy one in class 5.
"hey-hey."
Lao Ma licked his face and smiled, took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it over and said: "I'm pretty clean on weekdays, but it's the weekend, so I relaxed a little. I promise to change it, and I will make sure to change it in the future."
"Old horse."
He Hongtao refused Lao Ma's cigarette and said in an indifferent tone: "You have stayed in the Red Third Company longer than I, the instructor, look at the class you are leading now, how can I say good to you? .”
Lao Ma smiled awkwardly, and then quickly winked at Lao Wei and the three of them.
While fighting, he said: "That's right, you should talk about them properly. Look at how bad they are, they don't look like soldiers at all."
Lao Wei, Xue Lin and Li Meng are very good people. They immediately got busy when they saw the look in Lao Ma's eyes.
Put all the beer bottles on the table on the floor, sweep the melon seeds and peanut shells into the trash can, and wrap the cards on the table in newspapers and stuff them into the cabinet.
When He Hongtao saw the action of stuffing things into the cabinet, he felt his head hurt more than before.
"Old Ma, although you have quit the regular class, it is your sacred mission to be stationed at the training ground. Are you really just messing around like this?" He Hongtao said heartbroken.
Lao Ma chuckled and didn't know how to answer. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jackie Chan, who was two heads taller than him.
He immediately clapped his hands and said loudly and happily: "Welcome, welcome, everyone is welcome, welcome to our fifth shift deputy."
Changing the topic, Li Meng and the other three knew very well, so they quickly cooperated and clapped and shouted welcome.
After applause.
Lao Ma introduced enthusiastically: "Come on, let me introduce you to the people in the class. I am the monitor of Class 5. You can just call me Lao Ma.
The first one on the left is called Li Meng. His dream is to become a writer, and his pen name is Meng...Meng..."
"Meng Erstai." Li Meng interrupted.
"Oh, yes, yes, it's called Meng Erst."
Lao Ma pointed his finger at Xue Lin in the middle: "This thin monkey is called Xue Lin. He has no special skills."
Switching to Old Wei on the far right: "This is the fattest one. He is the deputy squad leader of our Class 5. Oh, no, he is the former squad deputy. You can just call him Old Wei."
After introducing everyone in the class, Lao Ma asked Jackie Chan with a smile: "Vice Class Five, how about you? Let me introduce myself."
"Shua~"
Jackie Chan shook his hand vigorously and gave a handsome military salute.
He said in a loud voice: "My name is Jackie Chan. I was transferred from the third class of the 7th Steel Company. From now on, please take care of me and cooperate with me."
There is very little information about Class 5 on the grassland. Jackie Chan is well known to almost everyone in the group, but the four of them just don't know about it.
However, Lao Ma happened to know someone from the third class of the seventh steel company, and said happily: "You are from the third class of the seventh steel company, so is Shi Jin your squad leader?"
"Yes." Jackie Chan nodded.
"He was the soldier I brought out, and he later became one of the eight best squad leaders in the regiment, haha."
Lao Ma's eyes, which were clouded from his days of idleness, rarely shone with pride.
The old horse back then was also very good.
"You are my monitor's monitor, and now you have become my squad monitor, so we are all acquaintances. Please take good care of me in the future."
Jackie Chan made a rare connection with each other in order to prepare for the next step.
If you want to change Class 5, which is already rotten to the core, you must make drastic changes. It is inevitable to cause resentment and discomfort among the people in the class.
As long as he can play the old horse role well, Jackie Chan can "do whatever he wants" as the squad deputy.
"The people in the Seventh Steel Company are all elites. It's our honor for you to come to our grassland class five. We don't dare to say anything about taking care of you. Let's help each other."
Lao Ma had a good sense of the world, and then shouted at Lao Wei and others: "What are you doing standing still? Come over quickly and help the class deputy get something."
Lao Wei and the other three hurriedly ran over to help carry the things that Jackie Long had brought.
"Li Meng, move your things up. From now on, the lower bunk will go to the shift deputy."
Lao Ma ran over himself, picked up all the mattresses and quilts on the first bed on the left, and threw them onto the empty top bunk.
"Why me? Xue Lin..."
"do not talk!"
Lao Wei pinched Li Meng's arm and squeezed back the rest of Li Meng's words, then untied the backpack rope and started to make Jackie Chan's bed.
"Come on, instructor, Jackie Chan, go and sit down first, take a rest and drink some water."
Lao Ma came back to guide him affectionately, took Jackie Chan and the instructor to sit down at the table, and took a cup to pour a glass of water for the instructor.
"Instructor, this water contains high copper content. It can be regarded as mineral water, but I don't know how it will be good for the body."
Li Meng enthusiastically explained simultaneously at the side, but something didn't sound right about what he said, which made Lao Ma, who poured the water himself, look embarrassed.
I originally wanted to pour Jackie Chan a glass, but now I am too embarrassed to pour it again.
The instructor was already convinced by this old man. It was neither good nor bad to drink from the cup. In the end, he could only take a sip and put it on the table.
"The water pipe will be brought to you right away. The deputy squad leader chosen for you is also the best soldier in the regiment. Don't say that the regiment doesn't take care of you." He Hongtao said solemnly.
"Yes, yes, thank you to the group. I can see that the squad vice-president must be very good." Lao Ma said flatteringly.
"The class deputy has a majestic and majestic appearance. He is like a dragon or a phoenix among people. You can tell he is a great person at first glance."
Li Meng also followed suit.
It's not okay if you don't flatter him. Jackie Chan is the same size as the three of them. If you don't flatter him, it will be uncomfortable to get beaten.
Just at this time.
"Pap~"
Something fell to the ground.
Lao Ma turned around and saw that it was a plastic bag brought by Jackie Chan. He quickly scolded: "Old Wei, look at you, this is frizzy, why don't you pick it up quickly."
When Lao Wei saw it was just an ordinary plastic bag, he didn't take it seriously.
Just grab the bag and lift it up.
As a result, because the bag had just fallen to the ground, the third-class box had punctured the bag. Old Wei suddenly lifted the bag and the bag went through the bottom.
The dozen certificates, honors and third-class merit inside all fell to the ground with a clatter.
"what is this?"
Lao Wei felt that something was wrong, why did these things look very similar to Lao Ma's group awards that he kept like treasures and wouldn't let them touch them.
Curiosity led him to bend down and pick up the first one at the top.
While reading, he recited: "Comrade Jackie Chan performed well in the assessment and made great contributions to the army. He was rated as third-class meritorious service and is hereby commended."
"What? Third-class merit? Jackie Chan?"
Lao Ma, Xue Lin, and Li Meng were stunned and all looked at Jackie Chan.
But this is just the beginning of implementation.
Old Wei, who was also shocked, saw that there was still a thick pile on the ground, and picked up the second one from the ground. He also looked at it and read: "Commendation order, Comrade Jackie Chan performed well during the new training period and fought bravely. The achievement is remarkable and is rated as third-class merit, which is hereby commended.”
"Third-class merit again? Oh my god!"
Needless to say, Lao Wei himself had two consecutive third-level blasts, which made people feel like they were going to be knocked unconscious.
Lao Ma, who had worked in the Red Third Company for more than ten years and had never received a third-class meritorious service, and was only awarded a first-class award at most, looked at Jackie Chan as if he had seen a ghost.
Not to mention Xue Lin and Li Meng, they perfectly performed what it means to be stunned.
This isn't over yet.
Old Wei picked up the third one on the ground and read it again, his eyes almost bulging out. It was a commendation certificate from the division headquarters.
Almost numb, I picked up the fourth piece, which was the certificate of marksmanship title written by the teacher himself.
Picture 5, Picture 6, Picture 7...
One after another, numbingly repeated, each content is an honor, each one is an existence that they can only hope for.
I looked through a total of 16 certificates and awards, as well as two red boxes with third-class merit written on them. The appearance alone gave people a solemn atmosphere.
You don't need to look at it to know what's inside.
On the way over in the car, Jackie Chan took out three old certificates from his bag and put them together with the 13 newly obtained certificates in order to prevent them from being crushed.
Listening to Lao Wei read one after another, 16 honors were read in one breath.
Lao Ma and the other three were all dumbfounded.
If it hadn't been in front of me, I wouldn't have believed that just a first-class non-commissioned officer could have received so many honors.
At this moment, the fourth general of Class Five looked at Jackie Chan with eight words written in his eyes——
“Where did this god come from????”
Fortunately, they don't know Jackie Chan. If they knew that Jackie Chan's solo success was less than two years ago, they would probably faint collectively.
This man compares to others.
Everyone feels that they are not worthy of being human.
Li Meng was still feeling a little uncomfortable because the lower bunk was robbed.
After seeing the pile of honorary certificates written by Wan Long, that little problem disappeared in an instant, leaving only the overwhelming admiration in my heart, as well as the ecstasy and excitement from the bottom of my heart.
He has always wanted to write a book, but until now he has not written a few words.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to write.
It's that he didn't have the material in his mind, he didn't think of a suitable protagonist, and the work didn't have a clear positioning, which made him unable to start writing.
But now things have changed, everything has changed.
His opportunity has come.
Seeing Jackie Chan's physique that is comparable to Lu Bu's, hearing about Jackie Chan's unbelievable amount of honors, and thinking that we can get along with him for a long time and collect a lot of material.
Li Meng's mind suddenly opened up and he had a strong desire to create.
If it weren't for the inappropriate situation now, he would have immediately taken out his paper and pen and started creating his army with Jackie Chan as the protagonist.
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(End of chapter)
