Special Years

The efficiency of the Military Affairs Unit was very high, and the results came out three days later.

After all, things were very simple, and nothing major happened.

Having said that, the result of the treatment has a huge impact.

That night, he came back for dinner after retiring, and played a round of songs in front of the dining hall. Company commander Zhang Jianxing walked to the front of the team.

"Today is April 20th, and there are still two months, probably around June 20th, we will decide to teach the list of personnel of the brigade. Originally, we could have done this kind of thing at the branch meeting of the company. Discuss and decide. However, due to the very special situation this year, I think you also know that in addition to the twenty or so veterans of our Eighth Company this year, the rest are all recruits..."

Zhang Jianxing pursed his lips and his eyes became solemn.

"It can be said that this year will be the most intense year in the history of our eighth company to compete to teach the brigade. As the chief military officer of the company, what I value is to speak with strength. What is the point of teaching the brigade? That is to train the army. The most basic backbone."

He held up three fingers.

"Our division's teaching brigade is an excellent teaching brigade in the entire army. Anyone who has been there will know that each of the three squadrons in the brigade has a huge poster plaque with three sentences on it—"

"The squad leader is an excellent soldier!"

"The squad leader is the mother of the army!"

"The squad leader is an officer's assistant!"

Every time he said a word, Zhang Jianxing took back one of his fingers.

"So, we have to select the best soldiers to be sent to the teaching brigade, which will be related to the entire annual training plan of our company next year. After graduation, the backbones sent will return to our company to become squad leaders and play their role in Teach the military and management knowledge that the brigade has learned, and assist our company and platoon cadres to carry out the training of the eighth company!"

"This year, our company has ninety-eight recruits, but there are only four places to teach the brigade. I won't say one out of every hundred, but it is also one out of twenty soldiers. The competition is huge, comrades! So I discussed it with the instructor. , this year, we are a little more democratic. On June 20, we will use one day to conduct all common and professional subject assessments. The top four comrades in the total score can automatically get the opportunity to teach the brigade to participate in the pre-provisioned monitor training for half a year. …”

Zhuang Yan was in the team. Hearing Zhang Jianxing announce the conditions for teaching the brigade, his heart jumped for a while.

But he soon seemed to be drenched in a basin of cold water again.

Thinking of what Deadham said to himself in the room.

Having caused such a big disaster and stabbed such a big basket, the military affairs unit in the regiment sent people to investigate, and several squad leaders were implicated.

Do you still have a chance to coach the team?

As Deadham said, to be a squad leader and to teach a team, you must first be an excellent soldier.

Think back to the past few months.

What makes you look like a good soldier?

However, since the company commander has agreed that he can go to the top four, as long as his assessment results reach the top four in the whole year, he can also get the opportunity to teach the brigade for training.

After the company commander finished speaking, it was the instructor's turn, Cai Chaolin, who appeared with a dark face.

Different from the usual eloquent comments, the instructors who usually always have a smile on their face like a spring breeze do not see the slightest radiance on the face.

In the end, he coughed twice, "cough", and said—

"I think everyone knows that three nights ago, there was an incident of fighting soldiers in a row. Fighting soldiers is not allowed in the army. Soldiers, but some comrades in our company just ignore them!"

Having said that, the instructor stopped talking, and his face turned dark red like a pig's liver again.

All the soldiers of the Eighth Company knew that as long as Instructor Cai was excited, his face would change like this immediately.

"I know that many comrades, especially some veteran comrades, will think that I am making a big fuss.

His voice rose a little.

"I don't want to continue giving you political lessons here and delay you going in for dinner, so today I'll make a long story short. The results of the regiment's handling are out today..."

He took out a piece of paper from the pocket of the officer's uniform and unfolded it.

"According to the decision of the regiment, the first platoon leader Dai Dehan, the first squad leader Yin Xiancong, the second squad leader, and the third squad leader were given verbal warnings. When I go back tonight to write a review, I must dig deep into the ideological root cause, I must deeply reflect on my mistakes, and then hand them over to me. Come here."

After speaking, he put the paper back in his pocket.

Everyone in the team was whispering that Yin Xiancong was not worth it.

Everyone knows that Yin Xiancong slapped him solemnly that night, actually protecting him.

However, the fire at the city gate brought disaster to Chiyu, and he was punished for the other two years.

The verbal warning will not be put into the file, but it requires a one-year observation period, and it will be automatically cancelled if no mistakes are made within one year.

But for Yin Xiancong, who will be admitted to the military academy in a month, this means that everything is over...

If Zhuang Yan had known that the fight with Chen Qingming that night would lead to such consequences, he would have to endure whatever he said.

But the boat is done, and a fait accompli can't be changed by anyone.

Looking quietly towards the front of the team~www.novelmt.com~ Yin Xiancong stood at the front of the queue, solemnly and vaguely saw the muscles under his ears twitching slightly, as if trying to control his emotions.

A kind of guilt came up like a tide, engulfing the solemnity.

Just when everyone thought that the instructor's speech was over and it was time to start dinner, Instructor Cai spoke again.

"There is one more thing to announce. According to the research and decision of the company's party branch, a row of soldiers will solemnly go to the cooking class from tomorrow to assist Comrade Zhu Dekang, the breeder."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

"Let's have dinner!"

The solemn head hummed as if someone had been hit with a sap.

Breeder?

Cooking class?

This decision came too suddenly. He immediately stood there like a clay sculpture, unable to move his legs even half a step.

The people around coaxed and exploded, and everyone's eyes turned to Zhuang Yan.

"Breeder? Don't you raise pigs?"

"The cooking class is also good. I can eat more meat."

"Too bad, being a soldier and raising pigs..."

Every sentence of the discussion pierced the solemn heart, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

The fire of hope that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished.

Going to the cooking class means that you are not in the combat squad, so what kind of **** opportunity is there to teach the brigade to participate in the pre-provisioned squad leader training?

Which company commander would let someone from the cooking class teach the brigade?

This is simply an international joke. When everyone entered the dining hall, only Zhuang Yan was left standing in place with his own rice bowl.

An army song came from the company's radio—

We soldiers!

It's just different...