Special Years

In the small conference room of the company, Zhuang Yan and Li Chuangcheng stood side by side, with the instructor Cai Chaolin sitting opposite.

Cai Chaolin looked at Zhuang Yan, then at Li Chuangcheng, scratching his head.

After thinking for a while, he finally said, "How do you manage your troops?"

This is an unanswerable question.

Zhuang Yan and Li Chuangcheng said one after the other, "I'm sorry, instructor, we didn't take care of it."

This is already the best answer.

The soldiers under his command fought, and the squad leader was to blame.

It's like yellow mud falling out of the crotch, it's not **** but shit.

Cai Chaolin sighed and said to Zhuang Yan: "You, how can I say you are right, Zhuang Yan, people in the third class, you must be more optimistic, I always have a saying, I often say, that is the third class is stable, we are all connected Everything is stable. Your responsibility is heavy, go back and educate Fang Dabao well, fighting in the cooking class is a very serious matter, there are knives there, and it is easy to cause problems when fighting."

This is obviously biased.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Instructor, Fang Dabao's fight is wrong, but Xu Xingxing of the cooking class is also wrong. After all, it's not good to fight anywhere, not to mention that the cooking class has knives, and the platoon has guns. ?"

Cai Chaolin was stunned for a moment, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the solemn words.

"Okay, okay, go back and ask Fang Dabao to write an inspection and send it to me. If the writing is not good, I won't spare him."

"Yes!" said solemnly.

"And you!" Cai Chaolin pointed at Li Chuangcheng and said, "Is what Fang Dabao said true? I just checked it, and the chicken in the dishes in Class 3 does have too many bones. When you divide the dishes, don't you think so? Be careful and try to divide it as fair as possible, lest the people in the shift have opinions!"

"Yes!" Li Chuangcheng also said, "I will criticize those boys severely."

After leaving the company, I saw a lot of soldiers gathered in twos and threes in front of the dining hall, and they were all talking about each other.

Among them, there are three classes, there are cooking classes, and there are other classes.

The most eye-catching is Xu Xingguo.

"I said that if the comrades in the third class want to eat meat, it is easier to compare with the cooking class, go to the training ground, and whoever is the best will be the master, and go through obstacles, whoever wins, whoever has the chicken in the dish will let others pick!"

This is obviously a fan of yin wind and ghost fire, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

However, what is surprising is that no one in the third class dared to fight, and they stood there without speaking.

The newcomer Zeng Jian couldn't bear it any longer and asked Fang Dabao: "Dabao, they are from the cooking class, how about you compare with him!"

It's okay not to say it, but Fang Dabao was embarrassed to death when he said it.

To win the cooking class, Fang Dabao and several other veterans of the third class really dare not say.

Before Zhuang Yan went to teach the team, under the influence of veteran Zhu Dekang and Zhuang Yan, the third class began to use all the spare time for military training.

After the solemn departure, the habit continued.

When Zhu Dekang was discharged from the army, the cooking squad leader Li Chuangcheng did not delay the training.

A lot of things are often like this, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you start, it will be easy.

The Eighth Lian Cooking Class has basically been trained in the same way as the ordinary class.

Moreover, the cooking class is almost all veterans. Except for a new recruit who joined this year, others such as Lin Hao, Tong Yibo, Jin Xuewu, Ma Ermao, Luo Jia, Xu Xingxing, etc. are all known to Zhuang Yan before. After more than years of training, it is not worse than the third class left by Chen Qingming.

Fang Dabao and the veterans of the third class, such as Zhao Fugui, Chen Jun, Guo Xiaoli, Wu Xiang, and Zhou Simin, were not sure of winning the cooking class.

Especially Xu Xingxing, now he is the best trained one in the cooking class, where does Fang Dabao have the confidence to go to the training ground with others?

Zeng Jian didn't understand the situation at all. In his opinion, isn't the combat squad platoon the same as the combat squad platoon? Why can't you even compare to the cooking class?

The more he urged, the more frantic Fang Dabao became.

Several other veterans of the third class made excuses and said: "It's okay, it's better than anything else, I can't eat after running an obstacle course, it's boring, what's the cooking class, it's worth our class and them. Than? Isn't this an obvious bully?"

There were boos all around.

Everyone knows that this is just an excuse not to fight.

Standing solemnly outside the crowd, he whispered and bit his ear with Li Chuangcheng.

Li Chuangcheng nodded, separated the crowd, came to the center of the circle, and said loudly, "I agree with the comparison, we are all in the fighting force, if we want to eat chicken, we must rely on our strength, and if we have no strength, we will not complain! Xu Xingxing !"

"arrive!"

"Just compare with Fang Dabao! Let them know how good our cooking class is!"

He turned his head to look at Fang Dabao and said, "Dabao, didn't you say that you are in the battle squad? Well, it depends on whether you are worthy of battle."

"Compare it!" Fang Dabao finally couldn't help bursting out. In front of everyone's eyes, he was so provocatively provoked. If he didn't agree, it would be the same as being slapped in the face in public, and he didn't dare to fight back.

"Who is afraid of who!"

He didn't really think he was going to lose.

At least Xu Xingxing's training level is first-class in the cooking class, but it is also general when measured by the level of the class.

Anyway, I practiced hard for a while back then. Although I didn't train much in my second year, there are three pounds of nails in a rotten boat, right?

Just do it, whoever is afraid! ?

He gave it up.

I heard that the cooking class had to compete with the third class in obstacles, and all the soldiers from the company came out to watch the fun~www.novelmt.com~ Soldiers like to compete.

Who is the hero and who is the hero, let's see on the training ground.

The sidelines of the obstacle course were soon surrounded by spectators with their necks craned.

Standing solemnly at the starting point, looking around, Fang Dabao said, "Pull up your trousers, warm up, don't get hurt later."

Fang Dabao was obviously very nervous, he didn't wear a camouflage hat, his forehead was covered in sweat, he kept pressing his legs, squatting up, and then raising his legs.

"Do you think you can win Xu Xingxing?" asked solemnly.

Fang Dabao glanced at the runway next to him, and said to Zhuang Yan with an unsure expression: "It's a piece of cake! See if I don't kill that rotten star!"

Zhuang Yan had been away from Eighth Company for more than half a year, and he still didn't know what the training level of Class Three was.

Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to see what level the three classes called "garbage recycling classes" can perform after changing three squad leaders in the past six months.

Li Chuangcheng served as the referee, and he had long since stood on the starting line with a stopwatch and whistle.

"beep"

When the whistle blew, Fang Dabao and Xu Xingxing got up and ran.

Fang Dabao just ran 100 meters when Zhuang Yan secretly laughed.

In fact, Fang Dabao was in the lead now, running all the way, pulling Xu Xingxing five or six meters away in the first 100 meters.

However, as long as they are experienced veterans, they all know that Fang Dabao may be finished.

Zhuang Yan looked under the shade of the tree on the left, and found that Xu Xingguo was also looking at him, showing a smug smile.

Obviously, Xu Xingguo, who is the top 400-meter obstacle, also saw it.