Special Years

? What shocked Zhuang Yan was that Fang Dabao would be so persistent and desperate to complete the 400-meter obstacle. He did not expect such a veteran soldier to have such a strong self-esteem.

In the crater, Fang Dabao, who was trapped like a beast, jumped up again and again. His jumping movements were even a bit comical. .

The last time, half the palms of his hands actually hooked the edge of the cement in the crater, and his feet desperately rubbed against the moss-covered brick wall, trying to climb up with the strength of stepping on the wall.

It's a pity that he no longer has the stamina to complete all this.

Zhuang Yan, who had been standing beside the crater, watched Fang Dabao's fingers loosen one by one because he couldn't bear the weight, and he finally fell back into the crater.

While Fang Dabao was still struggling in the crater, Xu Xingxing had already run the entire distance and had already started to relax at the finish line.

Fang Dabao is still stubbornly dealing with the crater.

The soldiers around didn't laugh anymore, shook their heads one by one, and looked at the embarrassed third class standing on the side of the training ground with various eyes.

"It's time to eat!"

I don't know who shouted.

Everyone turned and left, leaving only the third group of people standing in place.

The cold wind blows, the sky is gloomy, and a feeling of loneliness passes over everyone's heart.

The soldiers of the third class are like abandoned children, standing alone on the side of the training ground.

In fact, being a soldier is not something to be proud of, let alone make yourself live confidently.

You think you are awesome, but you don't know that you are nothing in the hearts of others.

Those so-called arrogances, so-called face, and bragging rights in front of recruits, who belong to veterans, only need a 400-meter obstacle to get back to their original shape.

When you tear off your disguise in front of the new veterans of Quanlian, revealing your unbearable abilities, no one will look down on you.

Fang Dabao was afraid for ten minutes.

Zhuang Yan couldn't bear it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Grab my hand, and I'll pull you up."

Fang Dabao suddenly stopped jumping, leaning against the brick wall, he slowly fell to the ground, buried his head in his knees, and sobbed silently.

During lunch, Fang Dabao went to the hygienist to apply some medicine by himself, then went back to the row room to curl up on his bed, and lay down silently for an afternoon.

In the evening, Yin Xiancong came to look for a solemn one, and the two had a conversation on the side of the training ground.

This is a dialogue between a row of new and old squad leaders, as well as a dialogue between the old squad leaders and their soldiers.

"I heard that something happened to your cooking class today?"

Yin Xiancong didn't mention the fight, but Zhuang Yan knew what he was talking about.

"Yes, Fang Dabao and Xu Xingxing almost got into a fight. Later, the two had an obstacle course, and Dabao lost a bit miserably."

Yin Xiancong smiled bitterly and said, "Chen Qingming is not a qualified squad leader. In fact, if Fang Dabao and the others had entered the squad back then, maybe the situation today would be different."

Nodding solemnly, tacitly acknowledging this is a fact.

If I had served as a soldier under Chen Qingming back then, the consequences would have been really catastrophic.

Sometimes, being in the military is also lucky. You meet a good squad leader and you will benefit for life. If you meet an unqualified squad leader, the three-year military service may have gone astray from the very beginning.

"Fang Dabao is not the kind of hopeless soldier." Yin Xiancong said, "I don't think the third class is as bad as others think, but they have given up on themselves, plus they don't have a good squad leader."

"Some things can't be changed, and sometimes we soldiers have to admit that there is such a thing as destiny," said solemnly.

"Are you going to give up class three?" Yin Xiancong asked.

Shaking his head solemnly: "Of course not. Giving up Class Three is equivalent to giving up on myself. I think Class Three and I have many indistinct similarities..."

The soldiers of the third squad, such as Han Xiaobei, or the fate of the third squad, in the eighth company, he is the most unpopular squad.

And not yourself?

Yin Xiancong said, "If you don't come back, maybe I'll be the third squad leader."

Zhuang Yan was stunned and said, "Huh?"

He didn't react for a while, and didn't understand the meaning of Yin Xiancong's words.

Yin Xiancong said: "It's like this, in my fourth year, I want to take the military academy. At that time, the second squad leader was Xu Xingguo, and the third squad leader was Chen Qingming's class that Niu Dali took over. Now, let's just give the first squad leader to Xu Xingguo, let Niu Dali be the second squad leader, and take the third squad by himself."

Zhuang Yan did not expect Yin Xiancong to have such an idea.

"So, you are here, I have stepped down, and you have become the third squad leader, so you have this responsibility." He finally nodded solemnly to Zhuang Yan and said, "Zhuang Yan, you owe me a favor. If you want to pay it back, help me lead three classes, I know you have this ability."

Zhuang Yan smiled and said: "Old monitor, you have already mentioned this, can I still refuse? Don't worry, I will definitely pay back this favor."

"That's good." Yin Xiancong said, "there is one more thing I have to tell you."

"What's the matter?" asked solemnly.

Yin Xiancong said: "The other day when I called the fellow in the division, I asked about you by the way. The teaching brigade has been applying to the division for you to go back~www.novelmt.com~ I don't think you will stay here either. It's been too long. Remember, don't give up on yourself. In three months, you will have the top training camp. You have to take the third class well. You only have three months. After that, I'm not sure if you will be here Eight."

After listening to Yin Xiancong's words, Zhuang Yan was a little surprised.

I thought I would come back when I came back, but suddenly I heard this kind of news again.

"Thank you old monitor for your concern."

Zhuang Yan doesn't seem to have any passion for the teaching team now, as if it just happened.

He didn't even know if he would agree to go back there and be the squad leader when he had the opportunity to return to the coaching team in the future.

After all, from the very beginning, I had no intention of staying there.

Everything just happened by accident.

Now that they have all returned to the old company, it is the so-called good horses who do not eat back grass, and then go back to the coaching team to be the coach and monitor?

There seems to be no need for that.

Thinking about this now, it seems a bit redundant.

There are too many things to do in front of them. Although the third class has been ridiculed today, it is a good thing in Zhuang Yan's view. At least the soldiers will win. There is no room for decline, and it is very easy to motivate up.

They are all soldiers, who is still not a little bit ruthless in their hearts? As long as the fire in the hearts of the soldiers of the third squad is rekindled, they will not lose to any soldier of the eighth company.

However, what Zhuang Yan did not expect was that this was of course not the time when the morale of the third class was at its lowest.

Early the next morning, Class 3 really became the laughing stock of everyone.