Special Years

In the days when Zhang Heping first came to the Third Squadron, because of his maverick, he became the number one news personality in the entire team.

About his background is the most talked about.

What is the relationship soldier, what is the young master soldier, there is also a public service soldier who used to be a commander in the provincial military region, and he was taken care of by the military academy.

In addition, Zhang Heping's biggest characteristic is that he doesn't care much about training.

Except when you must be present for the exercise and late roll call, the rest of the time, the training is basically handed over to Qian Zhongjun and Pei Quan.

Moreover, Zhang Heping often asks for leave. After leaving for a whole day, he does not know where to go and what to do. Every time he comes back, he whistles, as if he is in a good mood.

After a week, everyone in the three-district team became accustomed to the behavior of the district captain, as well as the training time without the district captain.

Anyway, everyone knows an open secret. Even the squadron leader Zhou Huping has nothing to do with Zhang Heping, let alone his little soldiers.

However, Zhang Heping did not have any friends in the district team or even in the squadron who could speak a word.

The other newly arrived captains of the red card district soon had a hot fight with the squad leaders in their own district team. They went to the training ground together every day, sweating on sunny days and muddy on rainy days.

But Zhang Heping is still alone. He never wears camouflage uniforms as training uniforms. He wears that hot summer uniform and a big-brimmed hat every day. He holds the armed belt in his hand. Pacing on the sidelines, watching the training of the soldiers of the three-district team.

This kind of completely hands-off training makes Zhang Heping like a dummy on the edge of a straw field, dispensable, and even the scarecrow plays a bigger role than him.

Needless to say, Zhou Huping had a toothache from anger.

But there is no way.

For another red card, he was kicked away by Zhou Huping's report.

But this Zhang Heping was arranged by Deputy Commander Cai, and he couldn't really go to Deputy Commander Cai to sue Ya.

It's almost October, and the National Day is coming soon.

In late October, the group army will organize a competition, and by the end of the year, the troops will develop the ability to quickly respond to the theater and accept the assessment of the headquarters.

There was a tense atmosphere everywhere in the 1st Division's camp, and big banners were raised inside and outside the camp of almost every unit. Slogans such as "Total Reference Nucleus" abound.

Regarding the changes, what excites the soldiers most is the supposed distribution of new equipment.

During that time, there were suddenly a lot of strange communication vehicles in the communication battalion next door, with a huge radar antenna on the roof of the car. Shuttle across the oily cypress road, too majestic.

Then suddenly, at the end of September, the Type 97 combat boots were distributed.

This thing was first issued by the Hong Kong Garrison, and Zhuang Yan saw it on TV, and was envious at that time.

However, this thing was not warm enough to wear on the feet, and it was taken back and placed in a small private room.

At this time, Zhuang Yan had been in the teaching team for three months.

After three months of training, the trainees of the teaching team became the most recognizable soldiers in the area where the 1st Division was stationed. They had the darkest skin, the most tattered uniforms, and the most scars.

Anyone who mentions the teaching team will give a thumbs up, with awe and admiration on their faces - the teaching team? Damn that's not a place for people to go! those students? That's a bunch of lunatics!

Due to the proximity of the top competition and the headquarters assessment, the intensity of professional training and physical training in all aspects is increasing. In fact, there is no need to increase it, because each student of the teaching team hopes to win the ranking in the competition field and pick one. Training Ace Medal.

Every day on the shooting range, the sound of guns and cannons is heard, day and night, from grenade throwing to the use of 40 rocket launchers to rifles, light machine gun shooting, sniper rifles, mortars, recoilless guns and other subjects. come.

Even if he is solemn, he helps sandbags on his feet every day.

When he saw the sandbag, he thought of the old confused.

The original sandbag was taught by the old confused how to do it.

The old confused has always wanted to show his face in the competition arena, but the wish to participate in the competition was still not fulfilled and sacrificed.

Yan had a thought in his heart that although the old confused man was gone, he could train with the sandbags he directed, go to the martial arts arena, and then get a top medal, which might be a kind of comfort to the old confused spirit in the sky.

In fact, the head of the division is also paying close attention to the training of the coaching team. The fresh blood of the grassroots backbones will be replenished here in the coming year. Let alone the top-tier competition, the quality of these pre-provisioned squad leaders can directly affect the overall result of the general staff acceptance.

One evening, in the division's building.

Teacher Cai Wenming rolled up the training report sent by the teaching team, grabbed it in his hand, stood up and pointed at Wen Zhixing, the leader of the teaching team in front of him, then threw it on the corner of the desk: "I won't read it today. These things on paper, I want to see the real training quality."

Wen Zhixing noticed that the teacher was wearing a jungle camouflage uniform today.

Cai Wenming waved his hand and said, "Wen Zhixing, take me to see the training of the coaching team now."

"Now?" Wen Zhixing was startled and asked again in disbelief, "Master, are you going now?"

Cai Wenming intensified his tone and emphasized: "That's right, right now! Don't you have to wait for me to notify you in advance, so that you can arrange everything for me and show me the acting?"

Finished grabbing the phone on the side.

"The duty room? Call me the little Chen on duty to prepare a car and wait for me at the gate."

"Master, it's the afternoon now, I'm afraid I'll go temporarily..." Wen Zhixing looked embarrassed.

Cai Wenming put the camouflage cap on his head, turned his head, stared at Wen Zhixing, his eyes were like torches: "What? I'm afraid you're not ready, are you?"

"No! It's just..." Wen Zhixing stood up subconsciously, his expression changed from embarrassment to seriousness, and then he stopped talking.

Cai Wenming walked out of the door before he could answer. Wen Zhixing knew the temperament of the teacher, so he couldn't say anything else, so he walked quickly behind him.

The dark green Cherokee slipped quietly into the gate of the teaching team. The sentry at the gate was a corporal, recognizing that it was Car No. 3, and hurriedly salute with a gun.

The car slowed down a bit at the door, then stepped up the accelerator and drove in, and quickly stopped at the door of the brigade headquarters.

The sentinel stuck out his tongue, and another recruit next to him asked, "Lao Li, who is that? It scares you."

The sentinel stuck out his tongue again: "It's Hei Lao Cai! Our deputy commander."

On the training ground, solemnly holding an 85 sniper rifle, he looked from afar in the direction of the brigade headquarters...

Qian Zhongjun tilted his head to look at Zhuang Yan with relish and asked, "What are you doing, Zhuang Yan!?"

Zhuang Yan got up from the ground: "Squad leader, a high-ranking official has come to the brigade, come and see!"

"Oh!?" Qian Zhongjun took the sniper rifle from Zhuang Yan's hand in surprise, and looked in the direction he pointed with his scope on.

The door of car No. 3 opened, Cai Wenming jumped out of the car, and Wang Chenglin, the instructor standing at the entrance of the team, went up to salute.

"Go, don't stay in your comfortable office, go to the training ground!"

After all, Cai Wenming strode ahead himself, Wen Zhixing and Wang Chenglin followed closely, and a staff officer followed behind them, and the group walked towards the training ground.

"It's Hei Lao Cai! Hey, I don't know which cadre is going to be unlucky..." Qian Zhongjun put down his 85 sniper and laughed loudly.

"Squad leader, are we going to stop resting and start training?" asked solemnly.

Qian Zhongjun withdrew his eyes from the scope, waved his hands and said, "No, no, Hei Lao Cai doesn't like to do superficial kung fu. What should we do? Rest when we need to rest."

Xu Xingguo couldn't help but ask: "Squad leader, why does this black Lao Cai seem to be more famous than the teacher in our teacher?"

"Of course!" Qian Zhongjun couldn't hide the admiration on his face, and said: "When the Southern Border fought back, Lao Cai was a hero, and now he is the deputy commander in charge of training. He has interests! Look at his black suit. Skin! Don't look at him in his fifties, and when it comes to military capability, you have to step aside."

Wang Datong took the opportunity to show the veteran's capital, and hurriedly added: "Yeah! Last year, he went to the 2nd Battalion of the 273rd Regiment to check it out. It happened that the 2nd Battalion organized three companies to fight the 5km cross-country. When he was interested, he ran with everyone for a while. This time, the score was 19 minutes and 42 seconds, which caused a sensation in the whole division! He also has a special feature: he never scolds soldiers, only calls officers, saying that there are no bad soldiers, only incompetent cadres!"

On the parade stage at the training ground, Wen Zhixing told the brigade correspondent: "Go, get a parasol for the division commander."

"Wait!" Cai Wenming, who was standing at the front of the parade stage, turned around suddenly, looked at the correspondent, and then looked at Captain Wen.

"Wen Zhixing, when did you grow such a stubborn gut? Where's the arrogance and spirit of being a platoon leader?"

He was obviously a little unhappy~www.novelmt.com~ glanced at the correspondent and said, "Correspondent, go back to your post! I'm here to check the training, not a vacation! Sun umbrella? What the hell! And—"

He turned a black face to Wen Zhixing: "Bring Zhang Heping and his district team here! I want to see the effect of their training."

"Zhang Heping!?" Wen Zhixing secretly said in his heart, which pot can't be opened and lifted.

However, he still said to the correspondent: "Go, bring the Third Squadron and the Third District Team to the front of the rostrum."

The correspondent immediately ran to the southeast corner of the training ground and informed the three-district team: "Captain Zhang District, Deputy Chief Cai asked you to lead the team there."

"Deputy Commander Cai?" Zhang Heping, who had just returned from the toilet, was stunned, and quickly asked, "You mean Cai Wenming, Deputy Commander Cai?"

"Of course." The correspondent looked at the red card in front of him, and said indifferently: "The 1st division has only one deputy division commander surnamed Cai, is there anything else?"

Zhang Heping's face turned pale.