Special Years

"Company commander, can I make a request?" Zhuang Yan gathered up his courage, he didn't want to give up just like that.

"I know what you're going to say." Zhang Jianxing said: "Actually, I came to you, just to ask for your opinion, not to listen to you. I have discussed this matter with the instructor. As the leader of the company, in this situation I can't take risks, I have to think about the soldiers of the whole company."

The solemn heart froze.

I'm just a squad leader, so I really can't decide anything.

When he walked to the door, he was still unwilling. He turned around and said, "Company commander, I still don't want to give up. Han Xiaobei is not as bad as you think."

Zhang Jianxing couldn't help being a little annoyed. He had been the company commander of the Eighth Company since Zhuang Yan was a recruit, and he had watched Zhuang grow up.

Admittedly, Zhuang Yan is indeed a good example of a counter-attack by a **** soldier.

But it doesn't mean that Han Xiaobei can.

not to mention……

He finally decided to tell all the truth to the solemn.

"It was not my idea to make this decision at the beginning." Zhang Jianxing said solemnly: "This is the decision of Deputy Political Commissar Xiong!"

"Deputy Political Commissar Xiong?!" Zhuang Yan was stunned.

Isn't that Han Xiaobei's uncle?

He actually proposed to let his nephew raise pigs?

"That's right, it's Vice Political Commissar Xiong's opinion!" Zhang Jianxing said, "Even he has no confidence in Han Xiaobei, and he doesn't want to go to the regimental headquarters to take part in the assessment. Face!"

Zhuang Yan finally understood.

When he sent Han Xiaobei over, what Deputy Political Commissar Xiong said was not a lie.

He was so shocked that he didn't know that his nephew was actually a soldier, and he even came to his own army.

Seeing Han Xiaobei and receiving a phone call from his sister, Deputy Political Commissar Xiong knew this was a done deal.

As an uncle, he couldn't ignore it. Indeed, he also tried hard, and finally arranged for Han Xiaobei to go to the spy company.

With Han Xiaobei's level of training, he is simply not qualified to go to the spy company.

Obviously, Deputy Political Commissar Xiong had the cheek to arrange the past.

Unexpectedly, his unsatisfactory nephew would slap him in the face. As an old soldier who cherishes his honor and dignity, Vice Political Commissar Xiong had to send Han Xiaobei to the Eighth Company.

However, Han Xiaobei still did not live up to his expectations in the Eighth Company, and he almost caused a training accident during live ammunition.

This made Deputy Political Commissar Xiong remember that he was ashamed of his old face. For this nephew, he had nothing but despair.

Having Han Xiaobei as a breeder can indeed avoid many problems.

From a certain point of view, this way of handling is correct, and it is also beneficial to the company.

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt that Han Xiaobei, the protagonist of this incident, the immortal soldier who couldn't do anything, was the most pitiful.

He didn't know what kind of treatment he was going to face at all, and he couldn't change his destiny at all.

Although it is said that revolutionary work has no distinction between high and low.

But who has been a soldier, who wants to tell others that he is a pig soldier after he retires in the future?

"Company commander." Zhuang Yan knew what Deputy Political Commissar Xiong had in mind, but he calmed down and said, "I only need one chance! Just one!"

He felt that he had to fight for something for this soldier.

Even if it was a poor chance.

After spending nearly two months together, he felt that Han Xiaobei was not hopeless.

"Tell me!" Zhang Jianxing was obviously impatient. It was night, and the lights-out signal had already been blown. He should have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's training.

"Please tell Deputy Political Commissar Xiong to let Han Xiaobei stay in the third shift for one more month, just one month!" Zhuang Yan said: "There is still more than a month before the final examination in May, and I only need one month. After a month , the company commander, you personally assess, if Han Xiaobei does not meet the standard, you will throw him to the cooking class to raise pigs, I have nothing to say. I just need you to give him a chance, not much!"

Zhang Jianxing was stunned for a while, then suddenly cursed: "You idiot, this is related to the fate of Quanlian, can you bear this responsibility?"

"If you can't carry it, you have to carry it. The soldiers in the third class are all my brothers!" Zhuang Yan said: "If you test him and he does not meet the standard, I have no objection to you sending Han Xiaobei to the cooking class. If you insist on I bear the responsibility, and I have no bargaining power, so I can only say that if I can't properly discipline him Han Xiaobao, I will voluntarily resign from the position of the third squad leader and go to the cooking class to accompany him to raise pigs!"

Zhang Jianxing was once again shocked.

He suddenly saw the military spirit of "don't give up, don't give up" from Zhuang Yan, and suddenly he was a little shaken.

Although he kept saying that he was for the company, should he give up a soldier for the company? Is this fair to the soldier?

His face felt a little hot.

"I'm really convinced of your solemnity. Your stalking temper has never changed after eating..."

Zhang Jianxing smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you a month, see you on the training ground in a month!"

"Yes!" He solemnly stood at attention and saluted, with joy on his brows.

While the two were having a heated discussion in the room, no one noticed that a dark figure had already been standing against the wall outside the company commander's office.

Sombra holds a review book in his hand.

He was originally going to send this fifth review.

He wrote this review so many times, but he was still absent-minded.

Because he thought he was right.

It was Fang Dabao who threw mice on his bed to tease him, and the two would fight.

He stood quietly under the wall for more than ten minutes.

Listening to the people in the room arguing about their future.

In the room, although the solemn voice was not loud, every word was so decisive.

When the last sentence "If I don't solemnly train him Han Xiaobao~www.novelmt.com~ I will voluntarily resign from the position of the third squad leader and go to the cooking class to accompany him to raise pigs!" came into my ears, and I couldn't hold back my tears. Swish fell to the ground.

He wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around and left in a hurry, his steps were firm, as if the bricks on the ground could be broken.

Returning solemnly to the row house, he walked cautiously towards the third shift area.

Suddenly, he saw a flashlight beside the bed in the corner.

He hurried over and saw that it was Han Xiaobei.

Han Xiaobei lowered his head, turned on his flashlight, spread the manuscript paper on the bed, held a pen in his hand, and was writing something seriously.

"Xiao Bei, why haven't you slept yet?" asked solemnly.

Han Xiaobei didn't lift his head, and said in a low voice, "Write a review."

He walked up solemnly and curiously, stood behind Han Xiaobei, looked over his shoulder, and saw the words on the paper—

"...The most important thing among comrades in arms is unity and help. They treat me like brothers, but I don't cherish it. For this, I deeply regret it..."

A whole piece of paper, full of writing.

Zhuang Yan smiled and nodded.

This time, it should be able to pass.

"Xiao Bei, go to bed as soon as you finish writing! This is an order. You will have to train early tomorrow morning." After speaking solemnly, he climbed into bed.

"Yeah." Han Xiaobei still didn't look up, and when Zhuang Yan left, a huge teardrop slammed onto the paper...