The day after registering the personal specialty form, pretty boy Jiang Xuan was called to the company headquarters early in the morning as soon as he returned from exercise.
There was an extra jeep at the entrance of the company. It seemed to be coming from the brigade headquarters.
Then, several more soldiers from each platoon were called to the small conference room one after another and did not come out for a long time.
While brushing his teeth and washing his face, Fatty Wei stretched his head and kept looking in the direction of the company headquarters. With a mouth full of foam and eyes full of doubts, he asked Li Zheng standing aside: "I mean Li Zheng, what do you think the pretty boy is doing when he is called to the company headquarters?" What's going on?"
Li Zheng guessed that this matter was related to filling out the specialty form yesterday, but he couldn't explain the reason, so he shook his head and said that he didn't know either.
Zhang Jian on the side said: "You don't know this? The special operations brigade has many technical battalions, such as drone battalions or combat support battalions, which involve electronic countermeasures technology, intelligence analysis, and data processing. Jiang Xuan is a technical person. The talents will probably be transferred there."
Fatty Wei was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "I also have special skills! Why don't you recruit me to the technical camp?"
Zhang Jian sneered in his signature style, snorted twice and said: "Just you? Rowing dragon boats? Or driving cars to pick up girls? It's a shame that you have so much confidence in yourself. I mean, you don't have any confidence in your abilities. number?"
The words made Fatty Wei angry again, and he immediately retorted: "Oh! You have been ridiculing me for so long, didn't you, the old man, have not been selected out of the fourth company? Why are you laughing at fifty steps and one hundred steps?" Aren’t you a general? Haven’t you been shooting guns since the first year of junior high school? Why weren’t you chosen?”
Zhang Jian said with a cold face: "I don't care about going to the technical camp. I came to serve as a soldier to join the combat company. I am good at military affairs, so I am most suitable for the special operations camp. I will not go anywhere!"
Fatty Wei said: "You can't outrun me in a five-kilometer run, you can't beat Li Zheng in a gunfight, and you are the second oldest among the recruits. Who can you show to me by dragging me like a millionaire? You don't have a sword in your body." It's sharp, let's just say it's half a pound, so don't make fun of anyone."
One sentence choked Zhang Jian half to death.
"Hey, look, look! The pretty boy is back!"
Yang Hui pointed at the company headquarters and shouted.
When everyone took a look, they saw Xiaobai and Xiaobai coming down from the company headquarters on the second floor with their heads hanging down and walking towards the door of the row house.
"It's not because I wasn't chosen!"
"From the look on his face, it seemed like he wasn't selected and was eliminated."
"Let's go and have a look. Just ask."
Everyone quickly rinsed their mouths, packed up their things and trotted back to the row room.
As soon as they arrived at the door, they heard the pretty boy Jiang Xuan crying inside. While crying, he said, "Platoon leader, I can't bear to leave you. I don't want to go to another camp."
Then Hou Jun's voice came: "Cry me! I have been a soldier for half a year, and I still pee like a horse! The army is a place for men, not for women! Hurry up, stop crying!" Where are you not going to be a soldier? Go to the support battalion. Your expertise will be brought into full play. Aren't you the best at network security attack, defense and organization? Listen to the platoon leader. I know your story. You are unlucky. Read The university I went to was Pheasant University. It closed down. You don’t even have a diploma. Look, your file still says you have a high school education. Now that our brigade is reorganizing you, you’re in luck. Go to the support camp and work hard. , in the future, you can do meritorious service, take exams, or rely on your skills to get promoted. Isn’t this better than returning to your place and becoming a homebody?”
The crying of the pretty girl Jiang Xuan gradually became quieter and turned into sobs.
Hou Jun continued: "You are still young and don't know how to distinguish good from good. To be honest, platoon leader, I envy you. Do you think I don't want to learn technology or join the technical arms? I don't have that ability! We used to Company Commander Xie is a soldier of the same age as me. Why am I still a soldier when he is the company commander? Isn’t it because I suffer culturally? I have been in the army for more than eight years, and now I can see clearly that our army is getting more and more It's becoming more and more modernized, and it changes every year. Those of you who have skills and abilities should seize the opportunity. Let's not talk about those high-ranking people. In terms of your personal future, it is also the best. If you stay here, you can contribute to the national defense industry. Contribution can also realize your personal dreams. I'm not talking about you, Jiang Xuan. With your introverted temperament, you may be able to work in technology in the army. If you go outside to work in technology in a big company, just those personnel matters. Your personality can't handle the relationship between them..."
Jiang Xuan finally stopped sobbing, but he was still wiping away tears: "Platoon leader, I can't let you go, and I can't let go of my comrades here..."
The recruits outside the door listened and then understood.
Jiang Xuan cried not because he was not chosen, but because he was chosen.
Li Zheng felt a little sour in his heart, an indescribable feeling.
There was enough separation once the adaptation began.
Company Commander Xie has left, and so have the original platoon leaders. Many of the comrades I know in the company, platoon, and squad have gone to the Combined Brigade or other brigades. Now less than half of the soldiers of the Fourth Company are left. .
When it comes, even the pretty boy Jiang Xuan is leaving.
"What are you still hiding outside looking at?"
Just as Li Zheng and others were hiding outside the door with their heads bowed in emotion, Hou Jun spotted these boys and shouted: "Come in and help Jiang Xuan pack his things. He will leave later. Leave immediately. The car will be here in half an hour." .”
Several recruits huffed and puffed out from the corner outside the door, entered the row room, put away their toiletries, and then began to pack the bed and lockers for the pretty boy Jiang Xuan.
Fatty Wei was the most thoughtful person. He secretly opened the cabinet under his bed, took out a piece of soft Chinese medicine from above, and stuffed it into Jiang Xuan's hand without saying a word.
Jiang Xuan said: "Fat man, I don't smoke."
Fatty Wei still forced it in, and said as he did so: "If you don't smoke, who knows if your squad leader will smoke if you go over there, it's okay to get close to each other."
Jiang Xuan still refused. Hou Jun took Jiang Xuan's backpack and backpack from the small private room and became furious when he saw the Chinese cigarette in Fatty Wei's hand.
"How dare you, Wei Guoxing, hide cigarettes?"
Fatty Wei was startled. It was too late to take back the cigarette. He could only squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying and said: "Platoon leader, I didn't keep it privately. The person I dragged from the canteen brought it back to me the day before yesterday. I was originally I thought I'd give you a few packs if I smoked them myself. It just so happened that the pretty boy was about to leave! I'll give them to him first."
Hou Jun said: "Let me tell you, our division was not allowed to smoke in the past. You are violating the rules..."
These words were somewhat weak.
Sure enough, Fatty Wei immediately responded with a smile: "Platoon leader, don't you yourself..."
I didn't dare to say anything further before I finished speaking.
Hou Jun coughed twice and didn't stop him.
Fatty Wei said: "Platoon leader, as you said last time, whoever ranks first in cross-country running in the platoon will be allowed to smoke."
Hou Jun coughed twice more and pretended to be stupid: "Did I say that? Who heard it? Who testified?"
His eyes scanned everyone's faces.
Everyone turned and looked away, pretending not to hear or see.
Hou Jun's eyes finally slid back to Fatty Wei's face.
"Look! No one remembers this. Did you remember it wrong, Wei Guoxing!"
Fatty Wei stared dumbfounded at the acting platoon leader Hou Jun's actions, and then turned to everyone in shock and asked for help: "Brothers, I, Old Wei, usually treat you very well. At critical moments, you have to speak with your conscience! Platoon! The director said it just five days ago when I was running five kilometers in the morning..."
Still no one responded.
Fatty Wei pulled Li Zheng's arm desperately: "Li Zheng, you are a college student and an educated person. You can't lie without conscience, right?"
Li Zheng actually remembered that this happened.
But this is Hou Jun, and the other is Fatty Wei.
The palm of the hand is meat, and the back of the hand is also meat.
Besides, smoking is indeed against the rules.
The first platoon was a bit special because Hou Jun himself smoked, and the first platoon's five-kilometer score was the best in the entire company or even the entire battalion, so he turned a blind eye.
However, he was a little hesitant to refute Hou Jun face to face.
Fatty Wei finally despaired and said to Hou Jun: "Platoon leader, I won't keep this cigarette anymore. I gave it to the pretty boy. You can't confiscate it."
Hou Jun thought for a while and felt that he really couldn't use his power to overwhelm others, so he said: "Yes, I said that, forget it, give it to Jiang Xuan."
Jiang Xuan still declined.
When it arrived, Hou Jun looked at his watch and got angry: "I'm still pushing an egg!"
After saying that, he grabbed the cigarette and stuffed it into Jiang Xuan's backpack with his own hands.
"It's the fat man's wish. Just take it. He doesn't lack these three melons and two dates, so you can treat him like a rich man."
Fatty Wei beamed with joy and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes! Just treat yourself as a local tycoon! Get rich first and drive the rich later!"
Hou Jun rolled his eyes at him: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Afterwards, he said to Jiang Xuan: "Smoking is banned in many places in the army. I am a special case here. When you go to the new camp, there are probably no people smoking, but there is no harm in bringing cigarettes with you. I heard that our brigade requires Equipped with a lot of sophisticated equipment, including electronic countermeasures equipment, new command systems, etc. In the coming year, many of your high-tech people will have to go to local places to participate in training organized by the factory. You take a package and hand it to the manufacturer's master. I can teach you some unique skills, right?"
Hou Jun made the decision, and Jiang Xuan couldn't hold on to his refusal.
That morning, Jiang Xuan wanted to finish breakfast at the Fourth Company before leaving, but it turned out that the time was too close. The truck to pick up the people had arrived in less than half an hour and was parked in the camp waiting.
The soldiers selected from each company to go to the support company and combat support company all gathered together, carrying their bags and equipment, and boarded the truck again for the new journey just like they had just arrived here from the recruit company.
Everyone ran to the lawn next to the basketball court to send the pretty boy to Jiang Xuan. Everyone felt an indescribable discomfort in their hearts, as if there was a lump of numbness in their throats, unable to speak, and the corners of their eyes were burning.
Xiaobai got into the car and leaned against the tailgate. He had put it away so as not to cry, but as soon as the car started to move, he couldn't stand it anymore and started crying again.
After the car that picked up the pretty boy left, before everyone could wipe away the tears from the corners of their eyes, they suddenly saw a truck driving from the direction of the brigade headquarters. It entered the Second Battalion's camp like a sheep pooping, letting people go along the way.
A company released six of them, until the last one turned around, kicked the accelerator and drove back towards the brigade headquarters.
The other companies all put six, but the fourth company put seven.
These seven people stood beside the concrete road, looking at me with a row of soldiers sending people away, and I looked at you, with big eyes and small eyes.
