Special Years

Zhuang Yan picked up a steamed bun, and tore off the top layer of skin that was sticking to the dirty muddy water.

To be honest, even though it looks a lot cleaner, it is still daunting, at least it is difficult to survive the psychological level.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Zhuang Yan stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth in the eyes of everyone and chewed it.

"Oh! It's delicious! Authentic pork belly stuffing!"

He raised his head, looked at Han Zizheng provocatively, picked up another steamed bun, tore off the skin, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brothers! Come up and eat that thing!"

Su Huikai let out a loud roar and raised her arms.

All the soldiers who were hesitating were greatly encouraged, and they came up one after another, picked up those steamed buns from the ground, cleaned them up as much as possible, and stuffed them into their mouths.

"good to eat!"

"too delicious!"

He said solemnly and loudly: "We haven't thanked the captain for giving us such delicious buns today, we should say thank you, right?"

"Thank you captain for the steamed buns!"

Everyone roared with the maximum decibel, as if to pour out all the fatigue and resentment in their bodies into their voices and vent them out.

Han Zizuo suddenly laughed, nodded vigorously, gave Zhuang Yan a thumbs up, turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhang Zhiang came over, followed Han Zizheng, looked at the direction of the cheering river, and said with a smile, "That kid is really good, I'm afraid he is also a **** soldier in the original army."

"If you don't have a soldier, you can't make a weapon." Han said to himself: "The better the material, the more difficult it is to forge a sharp blade. When I was a soldier, I wasn't the master of safety."

"Deputy Sun called just now to say that he is ready and can come over at any time."

"Okay, you can send back the people who have withdrawn from the training first and settle down." Han said to himself, "Also, ask the hygienist to give them the deworming pills as soon as possible and watch them eat it."

"Yes!" Zhang Zhiang saluted and turned to leave.

In the northern part of a province, Division D headquarters, a room in the guest house.

Yan Fang, head of the training department of the military region, took off his glasses, picked up the teacup at the corner of the table, and wanted to drink some tea to soothe his throat.

On the desktop in front of him, there is a pile of documents.

It has been more than ten days since I came here to squat with Division D this time.

According to the plan, I will stay here for 15 days, and I will leave in 5 days.

Division D began to equip new self-propelled artillery this year, and the old-fashioned towed artillery gradually began to be phased out.

In order to familiarize officers and soldiers with the new type of artillery in the shortest possible time, the Military Region organized a cadre runner training some time ago. Thousands of backbones selected from the artillery units of the Military Region were concentrated in the Military Region for intensive study.

Now, after three months of training, these backbones have returned to their respective units to assume the backbone of the new artillery training, but how effective it is, seeing is believing.

Yan Fang is an old soldier who has participated in the Southern Xinjiang campaign and knows the situation of the grassroots troops.

The tea jar was brought to his mouth, but he suddenly found that there was no tea in it.

He left the desk with the cup, went to the coffee table, picked up the kettle and filled his tea jar with water.

Yan Fang felt a little tired.

It's old, it's old after all.

Yan Fang suddenly felt a heroic twilight, put down the tea jar, stretched, and turned his waist.

He was injured there, and there was a small shrapnel embedded in the bone that could not be taken out. The doctor warned him to pay attention to rest, and he always felt a little numb after sitting for a long time.

Picking up the tea jar again and walking to the balcony, Yan Fang drank tea while looking at the surrounding green trees and the wild flowers planted in the yard of the guest house.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was already four-thirty in the afternoon.

The head of the regiment, Yang Guoqing, promised to come here at 4:30 to see him and report on his work.

Yan Fang is quite satisfied with the new artillery equipment and training work here. It seems that there is no need to stay for the remaining five days. After listening to the report, you can directly drive back to the military region. I will sort out the report on this camp at night, and report to the military region tomorrow. Report to the head of the situation.

The regiment commander here, Yang Guoqing, knows the basics. When he was the battalion commander, he served as a soldier under his own command. He watched this kid change from a new recruit to an artillery regiment commander.

However, now that the time has come, no one has come yet.

This is not like Yang Guoqing's usual style, Yan Fang couldn't help frowning.

How did you do it!

He was a little displeased.

Soldiers must be punctual, especially commanders. Every action on the battlefield must be carried out precisely every second to ensure the implementation of the entire battlefield plan. Otherwise, it is easy to cause unnecessary sacrifice of soldiers.

Drinking tea slowly, Yan Fang kept his eyes on the door of the guest house.

When the minute hand pointed to 44 minutes, the 212 jeep of the head of the regiment Yang Guoqing drove into the courtyard gate after being 4 minutes late.

The door opened, and Yang Guoqing rushed to the building of the guest house sweating profusely, disappearing at the entrance downstairs.

Yan Fang went back to his room, sat back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

The sound of Officer Yang Guoqing's leather shoes stepping on the floor could be heard in his ears, and soon, there was a knock on the door.

tuk tuk-

"Come in."

Yang Guoqing pushed open the door and entered. As soon as he entered the door, he saluted and shouted "Old Chief!", and then began to criticize himself.

"Old Chief, I'm so sorry, I was going to go out, but I was stopped by the people in the military area. I have to arrange some things. I have to go back and arrange for the deputy head to receive them~www.novelmt.com~ I came first, but I was delayed. time."

Hearing that they were from the military region, Yan Fang opened his eyes, looked at Yang Guoqing and said, "People from the military region? Who is here?"

Yang Guoqing said: "It's not a big deal. It's a second lieutenant from the 'Red Arrow' Brigade of the military region, called Sun Hongjian, who said he came to borrow a place to rest. Their squad is training in the nearby mountains. Find a place to bathe and rest."

"Red Arrow Team? Sun Hongjian?" Yan Fang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's called Sun Hongjian." Yang Guoqing asked, "Do you know the old chief?"

Yan Fang said: "The whole person just arrived in the military region the year before last. He is a top student in special operations in Luyuan. I saw him when he was assigned. He is a very capable young man."

"He also brought in some soldiers, who he said were selected for training. They were all the best from the various army groups, but they all seemed to be eliminated." Yang Guoqing said: "Those soldiers look really embarrassed. , I can smell it from a distance of more than ten meters. The soldiers of the Red Arrow brigade are really desperate for training. They even fainted. I arranged to send them to our regiment health team."

Yan Fang sat in the chair, thought about it, suddenly became interested, and said, "Go, show me."

"Old Chief... Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to see those recruits from the Red Arrows Brigade." Yan Fang said nothing, picked up his hat and put it on his head, and went downstairs in a hurry.

Yang Guoqing froze in the room for a moment, then woke up like a dream and chased out the door.

"Old Chief, what about the work report?"

"Speak while walking on the road!" Yan Fang didn't turn his head back, and his voice disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

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