The sound of ten charge calls transported Yuan Yi into the revolutionary song circle.
Yuan Yi sequentially completed satisfying excellent standards by performing three revolutionary songs, jo...
"Political Commissar, what's the matter?"
After saluting Zhao Yan, Zhao Youcai asked.
"The person is yours now."
"Keep a close eye on it."
"Where you are, there he is."
Zhao Youcai looked at Yuan Yi in bewilderment.
Yuan Yi naturally knew this; he had just received them yesterday along with Zhao Yan.
"He's not the political commissar. Isn't he from the song and dance troupe who came to perform for the troops?"
The look of confusion on Zhao Youcai's face deepened.
"Stop talking nonsense! Just do as I'm told!"
"Yes, Political Commissar!"
Zhao Youcai, quick-witted as ever, shouted loudly.
After finishing, he turned to look at Yuan Yi.
"Follow me!"
"Find him a training uniform!" Zhao Yan's voice came from behind.
Zhao Youcai led Yuan Yi to the logistics department and they received two sets of training uniforms.
"Aren't you from the General Political Department? Why did you come to this harsh place?" Zhao Youcai asked, puzzled.
In his understanding, the conditions in their border defense regiment were the most difficult, with temperatures dropping to below zero every year during the coldest periods.
Moreover, people with poor health are prone to altitude sickness due to the high-altitude climate.
The area receives more ultraviolet radiation year-round than other places.
He used to be a heartthrob.
Look at him now, with a weathered and worn appearance.
She looks like she's in her thirties, even though she's only in her twenties!
Yuan Yi smiled as he listened to Zhao Youcai's words.
Could he possibly tell the other party that he was just looking for trouble?
Forget about that kind of pretentious talk!
After receiving the military uniform, Yuan Yi immediately returned to his dormitory and began changing.
After everything was settled, Zhao Youcai took Yuan Yi directly to the basement building.
At this moment, Zhao Yan was already sitting in the command vehicle.
"Get in the car," Zhao Yan said directly to Yuan Yi.
"Yes, Political Commissar."