Although Fan Ji didn't expect that he would win, he also didn't expect that he would lose so miserably.
Deputy Chief of Staff Shi Song seemed to have anticipated this outcome. He came over and said to Fan Ji: "Captain Li is from a martial arts competition. You will suffer a loss compared with him."
Then he turned to Li Haiou and said, "You, please stop bullying others."
Li Haiou said: "I'm not bullying people, I'm teaching them how to be a good cadre. Don't think that you can get a job and change jobs if you learn a few things in college and earn a living. In a combat unit like ours, you can't do anything." Even the soldiers will look down on you if you can get anything you can!"
After speaking, he deliberately glanced at Fan Ji.
Fan Ji looked pale, silent, turned around and left.
Li Haiou looked at Fan Ji's back and said, "Look at the young people today who are still not convinced!"
Shi Song said: "Li Haiou, that's about right. His grades aren't bad. The difference is only relative to yours. Don't push yourself too hard, and be lenient to others."
He paused and then said: "You can keep those 8 soldiers, but when you choose soldiers later, you have no choice. You can take the remaining ones with you."
Li Haiou's face suddenly turned into a bitter melon, and he said repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, deputy chief of staff, you can't do this, pick the rest for me, isn't it fair?"
"Fair?" Shi Song, who had already turned around and walked towards the regiment headquarters, turned around and snorted at Li Haiou: "You stopped the recruit bus privately and took away 8 recruits without permission. I won't hold you accountable for your fault. Instead, you followed Am I complaining?"
Li Haiou did not dare to refute this time.
You know what you are doing.
If you take advantage, you can't take advantage and make sarcastic remarks. You must take advantage of everything.
Shi Song said: "The eight soldiers you picked are probably the best ones in this batch, right? You think I don't know about the twists and turns in your little kid's intestines? Didn't you say that you, the Tigers, Are you good at leading soldiers? Isn't it said that good steel is used on the blade? I will give you this piece of good steel a chance. Leading soldiers with good skills is not a skill. Being able to lead soldiers with poor skills is a skill! "
Fatty Wei originally thought that he would be separated from Li Zheng and the others and assigned to serve in different regiments.
Unexpectedly, Shi Song's words gave him a chance.
Normally, the Tigers thought they couldn't pick a character like Fatty Wei, but now Deputy Chief of Staff Shi said that other regiments would pick first, and the remaining selections would be sent to the Tigers.
In this way, Fatty Wei was naturally assigned to Li Zheng again.
"We are still destined!"
Following the squad leader back to the Second Recruit Battalion, Wei Guoxing, who had just entered the row room to put down his luggage, smiled like a flower and said to Li Zheng, "Which bed do you sleep on? I'll sleep next door to you."
His words were heard by squad leader Wu Yi, and he was immediately scolded.
"Wei Guoxing, do you think you are attending a tour group at home? You have assigned your own bed? This is your home? You can sleep wherever you want?"
When Fatty Wei saw that the squad leader's attention had been attracted, his smile suddenly fell off like ice cream under the scorching sun.
"No, no, no, I just want to be with college students. I can also learn from them and make progress faster."
Wu Yi immediately became happy after hearing this and said, "Is your progress fast? Don't be afraid, I will help you make progress."
As he spoke, he walked up to Fatty Wei, looked up and down, and said in a tone of evaluation of an animal: "You have a figure like yours, so you need to eat extra!"
Fatty Wei was a little confused: "Extra meal?"
I was so fat, I thought the monitor said I needed to lose weight, but I didn't expect the monitor said I needed to eat extra.
Wu Yi said: "You think the extra meal is for you to add chicken drumsticks? What a wonderful idea! The extra meal I'm talking about is someone else doing a hundred push-ups, and you have to do at least 150 push-ups. This is the extra meal!"
When Fatty Wei heard this, he suddenly felt the need to urinate.
This time Wu Yi grabbed three soldiers - one was Li Zheng, one was Zhang Jian, and the other was Fatty Wei.
The first two were what he wanted, and Fatty Wei was the one who wanted them.
Like Li Haiou, now that he has picked two good ones, the other squad leaders won't say anything about someone like Fatty Wei who will hold him back at a glance.
In the end, everyone agreed that since Wu Yi wanted the two best soldiers, it was only fair to have Fatty Wei as his partner.
Wu Yiyi, who was reluctant to part with Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, had to bear the pain to accept Fatty Wei. Anyway, he had thought about it, and he would do his best to obey fate. If he could lead him well in the future, he would bring him back to the Fourth Company after the training. If he couldn't lead him well, he would find a way to send him to the cooking class or find an opportunity to send him to him in the future. Regarding the regiment's logistics, one thing is certain - the Fourth Company of Sharpshooters will never accept cowards.
The new regiment is said to be a regiment, but in fact the establishment is not a formal full-scale regiment.
Take the Second Battalion, for example, there are only three companies, 4, 5 and 6.
Wu Yi is the squad leader of the 1st platoon of the 4th company. The platoon leader is the best sniper in the division as he said before, but he has not shown up yet. It is said that he is currently participating in the top training camp.
Of course, the first thing to do when arriving at the company is to allocate lockers, count the supplies brought by the recruits, allocate everyone's bed, and other trivial matters.
There are two doors at the front and back of the row house. Li Zheng's bed is at the front door. Turn left and take the second bed against the wall. The first bed is Wu Yi's, and the third bed is Zhang Jian's. Fatty Wei was actually assigned to Li Zheng's upper bunk. .
Standing in front of the bed, Fatty Wei looked at the iron ladder with a grimace. He reached out and touched it, then shook it, but he always felt that it was not stable.
"Monitor, can I change the bed?"
Wu Yi asked: "Why change?"
Fatty Wei said: "Look at my figure..."
Wu Yi looked at him from top to bottom and said, "How many pounds?"
Fatty Wei said: "172 pounds."
Wu Yi asked again: "How high?"
Fatty Wei replied: "One meter seventy-two..."
Wu Yi sighed: "He is fat enough..."
Fatty Wei said happily: "Squad leader, do you agree with me to change the bed?"
Wu Yi shook his head: "No, after hearing your weight and height, I am more determined to let you sleep on the upper bunk. With a figure like yours, you need to exercise more."
As he said that, he reached out and patted the ladder and said, "It will be good for you to climb a little more."
Fatty Wei felt like someone had stuffed a bitter melon in his mouth, which made him feel bitter.
"Your personal luggage will be checked. Some items cannot be brought into the military camp, such as foreign brand mobile phones, such as cigarettes... If you bring them, I will keep them temporarily and then send them back to your home when the new comrades arrive. Go, tell me if you have any of the illegal items I mentioned, and I will register them..."
As he said this, he lifted the three people's luggage to the door of the small private room and planned to check it.
"Monitor, let me get something."
Fatty Wei rushed to Wu Yi's side, grabbed his LV bag first, opened it, took out a Chinese cigarette from it, and handed it to Wu Yi.
"Monitor, this is for you."
Wu Yi took the cigarette, turned it over in his hand, looked at it once, and said with a smile: "Zhonghua, high-end goods!"
Upon seeing this, Fatty Wei immediately took out another one like magic and stuffed it into Wu Yi's hand: "Squad leader, if you want more, take a few more. If there are not enough, I will send them home."
Wu Yi still took it, looked at it, and his eyes fell on Fatty Wei's LV bag.
"Donkey brand! It's not cheap!"
Fatty Wei was a little proud: "It's a joke, it's less than 20,000."
Wu nodded, reached out and patted Fatty Wei on the shoulder, then hooked Fatty Wei's neck and brought him back to Li Zheng and Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian looked at Fatty Wei who was still at a loss as if he was gloating about his misfortune, knowing that this guy was going to be unlucky.
Li Zheng also saw something was wrong. Fatty Wei was definitely rich and a local tycoon in Yinhe Village, but he had too much social arrogance. Perhaps because of his family environment, he was used to using money to solve problems.
He had a feeling that Fatty Wei was going to jump into the pit to trick him this time.
Sure enough, Wu Yi held two Chinese cigarettes, waved them in his hand and said, "I just forgot, there is another one. Smoking is prohibited in the military camp now."
He threw the Chinese cigarette on the table next to him and turned to look at Fatty Wei, who already had a premonition of something bad.
"Don't try to bribe your squad leader. Although the salary of being a soldier is not high, don't use your money to insult this military uniform! Wei Guoxing, do you think this is a shopping mall? Tell me, where is this place?!"
Fatty Wei was dumbfounded and muttered: "It's...the troops..."
Wu Yi suddenly became serious: "Louder! Where is this place?!"
Fatty Wei jumped and responded like a reflex: "troops!"
Wu Yi reprimanded somewhat harshly: "Wei Guoxing, look at the camouflage uniform you are wearing. Although you have not yet obtained the title, you are already half a soldier. Don't bring your local ruffianism here, here. You’re in my class, don’t insult my dignity with your vulgar stuff!”
Fatty Wei's urge to urinate came up again.
Wu Yi pointed at the LV bag: "Go over immediately and count out your cigarettes and your mobile phone. Take out anything that violates the regulations. Don't let me punish you by running away on the first day as your monitor." The top of the mountain!”
