Special Years

In the matter of taking a bath, the solemn self-confidence suffered a great blow.

It's easy to play tricks, but there are some things that really need to be done.

For example, fetching water to take a bath.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no one can make a bucket jump into a well and fill it up with water.

Xu Xingguo looked at Zhuang Yan's deadly embarrassment, and deliberately stood beside him and threw the bucket.

I don't know how, but Xu Xingguo used a bucket with ease, and his proficiency was no less than that of the fifth squad leader, Niu Dali.

When drenched in water, he deliberately splashed solemnly.

In the big winter, it's okay to be naked in pants, but as soon as he gets drenched in water, Zhuang Yan feels that his whole body is shaking like chaff.

"I... I fuck... I said, Xu Xingguo, can you watch and pour some water..."

Xu Xingguo wiped the soap naked, with a bubble covering his eyes, so he wiped his face and said, "Hey! You can even open bricks, but this bucket of water can beat you?"

Zhuang Yan knew that Xu Xingguo was deliberately taunting him.

The beams formed in the train station, this guy hasn't forgotten!

Xu Xingguo rinsed off the bubbles on his body, wiped off the water droplets on his body, and looked at the solemnness of the small half bucket of water being pulled upward each time, and asked in a tone of schadenfreude, "I said, comrade, do you want me to help you take care of it? water?"

Zhuang Yan's face can't be wiped off, and no one can ask Xu Xingguo, right?

"While I go, I like to wash slowly. It's not like you take a bath, the water is over the duck's back..."

Before he finished speaking, he screamed again mournfully.

"what-"

A bucket full of well water poured down from behind, pouring solemnly.

Niu Dali held the bucket behind him and urged impatiently: "Zhuang Yan, please hurry up, just like a bear like your sister's hands and feet, people catch a cold without washing them!"

Although he was thoroughly drenched, Zhuang Yan felt much better than before.

Niu Dali was right. In this environment, taking a bath must pay attention to fast words. Moreover, he finally realized a common sense—well water in winter is really warm.

Back in the row room, the last batch of recruits came that night.

After three days in the barracks, the soldiers finally arrived.

Early the next morning, several trucks came from the regiment and pulled the recruits to the regiment headquarters in a certain town to participate in the mobilization of recruits.

The regiment headquarters is more than 20 kilometers away from the third battalion of recruits. The regiment office, two infantry battalions, and an artillery battalion are stationed.

The biggest difference from the 3rd Recruit Battalion lies in the houses and training grounds. The regiment headquarters are all neat and beautiful three-story concrete barracks with standardized training grounds. It's the size of several football fields.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Why is our camp like the one raised by the stepmother, others live in new houses, and our recruit camp is a crooked room, and the wind can blow it down..."

Unfortunately, Li Ding, the leader of the team, heard these words, and in the end gave him a blank look.

According to the instructions of the guide, he solemnly followed the team into the large playground.

This large oval playground is actually a parade ground. One side is the parade stage, the two sides are stepped concrete seats, and the other side is a hillside, which is a natural shooting range.

The whole regiment's new and veteran soldiers have arrived, and the black and surging head looks like dense ants.

Sitting solemnly on the cement platform, he saw a banner hanging on the podium from a distance - the 312th Regiment of the 1st Infantry Division will start a training mobilization meeting in a certain year.

A training mobilization meeting?

Zhuang Yan couldn't help turning around and asked the serious person beside him: "I said, what is a training mobilization meeting?"

Seriously said: "Every year when the veterans are discharged and the new recruits arrive, the army is in a half-training period. When all the recruits arrive, a mobilization meeting will be held, which means that starting today, the army will enter a state of full training."

"Full training state?" Zhuang Yan still didn't understand.

For him, these military terms are all unfamiliar.

With a serious and meaningful smile, he said, "That is to say, our good days are coming to an end. From tomorrow onwards, we will receive the training that belongs to the recruits in earnest, which is considered to be officially entering the recruit period."

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt a dark cloud drifting over his head, and an ominous premonition filled his heart like a tide.

After a dreary mobilization speech by the regiment leader, the recruits' favorite military performance finally appeared.

"The following is a live-fire performance..."

An officer on duty with a red armband on his arm stood in front of the recruits and introduced through a loudspeaker: "Today, the veterans of the second battalion and the fourth company are responsible for the shooting performance task. In the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, the second battalion and the fourth company are the first A company that broke through the 38th line was awarded the title of '38th Line Sharp Sword Heroes' by our Military Commission..."

The recruits couldn't hold back their curiosity, and stretched their necks one by one to look into the distance.

About 200 meters away, eight chest-ring targets were erected. The four veterans, fully armed, descended the mountain like tigers under the command of the whistle, jumped from the ditch beside the training ground, saved more than 20 meters, and then quickly lay down. Falling to the ground, the man hadn't stopped yet, and the Type 81 automatic rifle in his hand rang.

The iron half-length targets in the distance landed one by one, and a large red character fell out from behind each target. The eight targets formed a sentence: Use me in the first battle, dare to fight and win!

There was thunderous applause from the stands, the recruits blushed, and many couldn't help shouting "Okay!"

The last one to appear was the veteran of the spy company. First, they performed actions such as fighting with bare hands, capturing and killing the enemy, and then the veterans threw out a few smoking cans. The white smoke immediately enveloped the center of the training ground.

The recruits were wondering when they suddenly saw a large Dongfeng truck rushing out in the smoke, followed by two reconnaissance tricycles, which soon caught up with the truck.

The scouts in the truck jumped one by one, quickly climbed onto the truck, fought with the people in the compartment, overpowered the "enemies" in the compartment one by one, and threw them into the motorcycle bucket...

Just as the recruits were stunned, a row of five scouting motorcycles rushed in from the side of the training ground. The cars hadn't stopped yet. The armed scouts in the truck had already turned over in a harrier, rolled on the ground, and faced 150 meters away in a kneeling position. of a string of balloons to shoot.

After a rush of gunfire, the red balloons all fell to pieces...

After that, it was another hard performance, opening bricks, opening beer bottles, breaking sticks...

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Xu Xingguo was as excited as he had beaten chicken blood, but he didn't care about his past suspicions. He clapped his palms and bumped his elbows against Zhuang Yan, and said loudly, "Look at you, it's really exciting!"

Seeing his excited appearance, Zhuang Yan pondered anxiously in his heart.

Excited?

I'm afraid the training intensity is more vigorous!

Thinking of this, and thinking of the serious words just now, the solemn face turned white.

On the big playground, the sound of gunfire rumbled, but solemn but like a fish that lost his soul, his heart was empty.

This time, it's really over.