Special Years

Early the next morning, not long after the platoons were gathered, Li Ding, the deputy company commander, came to find Zhang Jianxing.

"Company commander, instructor! Look over there!"

The other cadres of Zhang Jianxing's company were talking on the edge of the basketball court, and when they turned their heads, Li Ding held an armed belt in his hand, with a strange smile on his face, pointed to the hilltop in the distance and said, "The cooking class is crazy today! "

"What's up?"

Hearing that something was wrong, instructor Cai Chaolin was the first to get nervous.

Li Ding said, "The cooking class is rushing to the top of the mountain!"

"Ah?" Cai Chaolin followed Li Ding's hand and looked up the mountain.

Sure enough, I saw someone running on the ridge.

"Oh, I'm going! What's going on here!?" Instructor Cai Chaolin couldn't believe his eyes, and turned to ask the secretary who was standing beside him.

"Director, what are your cooking classes going to do?"

Usually, cooking classes don't do any training at all, at most they come to participate when the whole company organizes unified training.

Did you hit the mountain today?

The secretary was also confused, spread his hands and said, "I don't know! What happened? No one told me."

"It's evil!" Cai Chaolin turned his attention to Zhang Jianxing.

"It's not a bad thing." Zhang Jianxing stared at the ridge for a while with a calm expression, then turned to the instructor and the others and said, "By the way, I have another matter that I almost forgot to discuss with you."

Cai Chaolin asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jianxing said: "Zhu Dekang came to me yesterday afternoon and said that this time the selection personnel were going to teach the team, and their cooking class would also participate in the selection."

After speaking, his eyes swept over everyone, wanting to see everyone's reaction.

Li Ding, the deputy company commander, was the first to react, and laughed loudly: "The cooking class is going to participate in the selection of the coaching team? Hahahaha! I think it's okay, anyway, the cooking class has never sent a talent to teach the team. Although I don't believe they can win the platoon, I have no problem with them going to war and military training."

Zhang Jianxing looked at Cai Chaolin and asked, "Comrade Instructor, tell me your opinion, is this in compliance with the regulations?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Cai Chaolin suddenly laughed: "It seems that there is no rule that the cooking class is not allowed to participate in the selection of the teaching team, right?"

...

"I'll go back...I must...I must quit smoking..."

On the ridge, Li Chuangcheng, who was carrying a backpack, was as pale as a corpse, and his mouth was open like an oxygen-deficient fish.

"My mother... I didn't expect... I haven't rushed to the top of the hill for so long... It's really hard..."

He turned around and found that several soldiers in his class were even worse than him.

According to Zhu Dekang's request, the cooking team arranged a duty schedule. Every morning, the front and deputy squad leaders took turns leading two soldiers and three squad platoons to help the cook in charge of breakfast, and all the others came out for military training.

There are six soldiers in the cooking class this year, one squad leader and one deputy squad leader.

Squad deputy Dong Ansheng and squad leader Li Chuangcheng were second-year soldiers, and the rest were first-year recruits. According to Zhu Dekang's arrangement, there are two recruits in the cooking class plus a squad leader or squad deputy leading the team every day, and three people who are lined up to help the cook from overtime are responsible for preparing breakfast, while the rest of them all train their physical fitness like a squad platoon. Before 10 o'clock, all members of the cooking class were dispatched for professional infantry training, and they also participated in the training before 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

These are the ones left by each platoon when they were in the recruit company, and the ones with the lowest military quality are stuffed into the cooking class because the training level here is not high, and they can make do with the past.

After leaving the company, these "secondary goods" that have been screened in the cooking class are delicious and seldom trained, so they are all shiny and round waists. .

In addition to being solemn, a few recruits already looked like they were out of their bodies.

It should not be said to run, it is to climb.

Because he couldn't run at all, he could only use his hands and feet together.

In the end, outside of Li Chuangcheng, the other recruits were all paralyzed on the ground. You were next to me, and I was next to you. They commanded to open their mouths to breathe, and they couldn't say anything.

"Stand up! Stand up for me!"

Zhu Dekang ran back to several people, and one of them gave a kick on the butt.

After one person was kicked, a few people stood up, but it was not a formed team at all - Tong Yibo held his waist, stuck his tongue out like a dog, and spit dripped from the tip of his tongue into the grass; Xu Xingxing leaned against Luo Jia, Luo Jia's backpack was not tied properly, almost all fell apart, half hugging the backpack, and when Xu Xingxing leaned against him like this, the person suddenly softened and fell directly on the solemn body...

"Take a rest in place!"

Seeing the situation of the soldiers like this rabble, Zhu Dekang almost didn't get angry.

This hill is only halfway through, and when we reach the top of the mountain, everyone is like a bird. If you run further down, you will definitely faint a few.

"Look at you, the pigs in my sty are not dead, and they have more endurance than you to pull them out. Do you think you are ashamed or not? Are you like soldiers? Run this little mountain road and become like a bear, go up. On the battlefield, I'm afraid you can only be prisoners, right?"

"Old squad leader... this... this is not a real war..." Li Chuangcheng sat on a pile of grass, took off his camouflage hat and wiped his face, then fanned it like a fan.

Zhu Dekang couldn't help cursing: "It will take less than three kilometers to rush down a mountain. Look, what are you all doing? If you run further, I think you will be sent to the hospital for rescue! Fighting? , I really got into a fight, I am honored to be shot, and I dare not expect you to collect the corpse for me!

No one refuted, and no one made a sound, each one of you touched me, I was next to you, paralyzed on the ground, so tired that I forgot to respond.

But at this time, the soldiers in the third platoon ran by the side with their full armor on their backs.

The seventh squad leader saw Zhu Dekang, stopped and called out to the old squad leader, then looked at Li Chuangcheng who was sitting on the ground, and joked: "Chuangcheng, your recruit company is the most afraid of running five kilometers to the top of the mountain~www.wuxiax .com~ Why did you become active when you became a veteran? You want me to say, what kind of training do you cook in your cooking class? Isn’t there still us in war?

"Pooh--"

Li Chuangcheng spit into the grass and shouted with a blushing face, "I'm happy! I just like tossing! What's the matter!"

"Alright, alright, then you continue to toss!"

The seventh squad leader looked at Li Chuangcheng and Zhu Dekang, made a slightly mocking expression, and ran away.

The three platoons of soldiers ran past the cooking squad one by one. Every time they passed, they glanced at these comrades who looked like defeated soldiers, and then ran away laughing.

"What a fool!" Zhu Dekang flew up and kicked a small tree trunk next to him.

The leaves rustled down a lot, making everyone look at each other.

"I, Zhu Dekang, are also a top trainer anyway. I've been in bad luck for eight lifetimes with your gang of parallel imports!"