Chapter 99: Can't bear it? Ask Zhao Weihong first if she can bear it! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!] "Captain, I feel bad for us to trick Wei Hong like this." "What is it that you can't bear? Wei Gang glanced at Shi Jidong, with a look of "seeing through the world" in his eyes. "You weren't telling him the truth?" “It’s the truth” "You want him to be a picketer?" "In no mood." "Isn't that the end?" He opened the bottle of beer with a "pop" sound.
Wei Gang shook his head casually and gulped down half the bottle in one breath. "Dadong, let me ask you again." "If this kid really becomes a patrol officer in the future." "Guess what he did when he criticized you, or criticized me, like what you have now?" "Can't bear it?" "Certainly not!" Shi Jidong answered this question much more smoothly. Because the answer is obvious. "That's right!" "Can't you see? I feel like this guy is harder to deal with than the entire Military Affairs Department!" "If someone else can correct it, maybe we won't have to report it if we talk it over nicely." "But if it's this kid... Hum, talk to him?" "He can give you a whole day's worth of political lessons and leave you speechless. Believe it or not. Ahem! Ahem!" Wei Gang became more and more excited as he spoke, and ended up choking on his own saliva. He kept coughing and his face turned as swollen as a monkey's butt! "Captain, please speak slowly. Let's not get excited!" "How can I not be excited?" He pushed away Shi Jidong's hand that was patting his back. Wei Gang drank “Tun, tun, tun” and drank another half bottle of beer. He spoke in a slightly sad voice under the influence of alcohol. "Dadong, I think you still don't understand"
"This is not a question of whether our 7th Steel Company can bring back a good soldier." "It's not a question of whether you, the devil instructor, can have successors." "This is related to our 347th Regiment. It's a question of whether we can live a peaceful life in the next few years!" "Do you understand?!" "okay." "Old Wei, the situation is not as serious as you say." Li Jiangfan, who had been eating quietly, suddenly took over the conversation and took the bottle of wine from Wei Gang's hand, which seemed like it might fall at any time. "It's still a long way to go. Why are you in such a hurry?" "Why don't you take advantage of this time to build a good relationship with Wei Hong?" "Don't you like the best soldiers? Well, the best soldier is here now, why don't you find a way to bring him back?" "Alas, I" Wei Gang sighed heavily, and after struggling for a long time, he did not dare to speak out his biggest concern. Why is he so pessimistic about taking Zhao Weihong away? Because he found that Chang Dingfang seemed to be happy about Zhao Weihong becoming a patrol officer, and even seemed to be fueling the flames! In the 347th Regiment, the words of the regiment commander Chang Dingfang are undoubtedly the most important. On several occasions, Wei Gang felt from Chang Dingfang's words that "it makes no difference whether Zhao Weihong goes to the patrol platoon of the guard company or to the front-line combat company." Wei Gang just didn’t understand, how could there be no difference between these two things? Ugh! I wish I was overthinking it! Wei Gang wiped his face roughly and waved his hand, looking a little haggard. "Dadong, go back." "Go back and tell those brats in your class to go to bed early. They still have training tomorrow." "I feel like the class deputy is back." "How did you know? There were no footsteps." "Because I smell barbecue." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a creaky sound, and Zhao Weihong tiptoed back to the dormitory. "Fuck! Da Biao, your nose is sharper than a dog's!" "That is!" "I know better than my dog when he eats." "No, who the hell are you calling a dog?" Zhang Biao got out of bed angrily and was about to settle the score with Ma Weijie.
But he was so attracted by the tempting aroma of barbecue that he couldn't move his legs. It's not just him. There was no need for Zhao Weihong to speak. The other recruits all got up instantly, it was obvious that they had not slept yet and were just waiting for this bite! "Deputy class leader." "Shh, keep your voice down." Zhao Weihong stretched out her hand and made a "silence" gesture, then handed the barbecue in her hand to Zhang Biao. "The other classes are all asleep, don't wake them up." Upon hearing this, Zhang Biao and others suddenly fell silent, and turned into woodpeckers, nodding their heads desperately, acting like well-behaved. Don't talk about such trivial things as silence. Zhao Weihong now just wants them to go out and run three kilometers. As long as Shi Jidong has no objection, they will do it obediently! "Eat quickly, the monitor will be back soon." "Deputy class leader, what about you?" Zhao Weihong did not rush to answer, but carefully put away the clothes she took off under the moonlight, and then answered. "I've eaten, don't worry about me." "I'm going to sleep first. When the squad leader comes back, remember to ask him what to do with the sign." Almost the moment the words fell. Zhao Weihong's light snoring could be heard in the dormitory. He was really too tired. Seeing this, the recruits who had already started eating voraciously suddenly stopped eating, and even their chewing movements were very slight. It seemed as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhao Weihong's deep sleep. In fact, Zhao Weihong didn’t bring back much barbecue. Each person can only get five or six skewers. But Zhang Biao and others still ate slowly and with great relish. The quietness of the night provided them with perfect cover. With a slight chewing sound. Zhang Biao and others were silent, and gradually burst into tears. If it weren't for this barbecue, their tears might have come much later. It lasts until they can no longer bear the suppression of the troops, and then they burst out without restraint.
Don’t think that Wei Gang and Shi Jidong are cheerful and nice to Zhao Weihong all day long. But they would only look like this in front of Zhao Weihong. When interacting with other recruits, Shi Jidong still looked as arrogant as ever, without changing at all. A group of teenagers aged eighteen or nineteen left their hometown and came to a completely unfamiliar city alone. Day after day, with increasing intensity in training, I endured the scolding from the squad leader. Just think about how depressing such an environment is. And what they went through was so painful! If it weren’t for Zhao Weihong “sharing the firepower” and bringing some adjustments from time to time. Zhang Biao and others might have given up long ago! And this barbecue tonight completely ignited their emotions. Since joining the army, Zhao Weihong has been looking for a direction to move forward. Find the "role model" that he can keep catching up with and eventually surpass. But what he didn't know was. I don't know since when, he has become a "role model" for Zhang Biao and others. It became the only motivation for them to persevere. Only those who have been lost in the darkness will understand. That lonely lamp is dim but enough to illuminate the way ahead. How precious it is. Early in the morning, Zhao Weihong opened his eyes from his sleep. Shi Jidong lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, snoring loudly, and completely forgot about waking Zhao Weihong to get up. Zhao Weihong did not ask Shi Jidong resentfully why he did not wake her up as she did before. Instead, he quickly put on his clothes and prepared to start tidying up his room. Ever since I got the mobile red flag, I no longer have to stay up late to write political education records. Zhao Weihong can rest on time every day and enjoy an extra two-hour lunch break, so she can get enough sleep. Not only did the dark circles under his eyes disappear, but Zhao Weihong also kept the work and rest habits he had developed some time ago. He got up at four o'clock every day, which was more punctual than the alarm clock. Naturally, he no longer needed Shi Jidong to wake him up. "Wake up." "Get up and make the quilt." Seeing that Zhang Biao and others were still sleeping soundly, Zhao Weihong went straight to work and woke them up with ease.
Half a month has passed since the "lawsuit" that shocked all the cadres in the recruit camp. During this period, the training remained the same as before, except for the increasing intensity of physical training, no new subjects were introduced. Zhao Weihong also asked Shi Jidong about it, thinking that they have been practicing military boxing for half a month, why haven't they changed the subject yet? But whether it is Shi Jidong or Wei Gang. They all acted mysteriously. They only said that there would definitely be new subjects, but they refused to reveal a single word as to what the subjects were or when the training would begin. The only thing worth mentioning is that the Second Company conducted two more housekeeping and hygiene inspections. Without any surprises, Class 1 securely won the mobile red flag. However, feats like "all-staff model" have never happened again. The main reason is that the other recruits also caught up with the squad leader under his encouragement, and their housekeeping level improved by leaps and bounds. It is not as easy to stand out as it was in the first week. But Zhao Weihong's title of "model of housekeeping" will definitely not be missed even once. After all, if his quilt couldn’t even get the title of Model of Housekeeping, he wouldn’t be able to get those small tags that Wei Gang had prepared. "Well" After stretching, Zhang Biao and others walked out of the dormitory with sleepy eyes, hugging their quilts. Getting up at four o'clock every day to fold the quilts is a rule set by Zhao Weihong, and the new recruits in Class 1 are currently following it very well. So much so that in many cases, the words of Zhao Weihong, the deputy squad leader, are more effective than those of Shi Jidong, the squad leader. In this regard, Shi Jidong did not feel that his authority was offended. Instead, he was happy to see it happen. When he returned to the class, he lay down on the bed leisurely and left all the affairs of his life to Zhao Weihong. He lived a very carefree life! "Di!" "Second Company, put on your hats and belts, and assemble in the corridor!" When the whistle sounded, Zhao Weihong, who had already been dressed neatly, immediately walked out of the dormitory and stood at his seat. "The whole class is here!" "." "Class nine is here!" "Okay! Downstairs." "Wait, wait, wait!" As soon as these words were spoken, all the new recruits in the corridor were stunned! Whose general is this, so brave? We were gathering here to prepare for drill, and yet you dared to ask the whole company to "wait a moment?" Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
Then, at the stairs, a large group of people carrying guns and cannons came up. "Zhao Weihong, who is Zhao Weihong?" Zhao Weihong: “???” The fifth chapter has been revised a lot and has been rewritten directly. I have only finished half of it. These two chapters will be posted in advance. The author will go to sleep first. If he can’t hold on any longer, he will post the greatly revised fifth chapter after he wakes up! (End of this chapter)