Chapter 117: Approving the competition, this is a beast
The subjects in scout training are often quite difficult.
Things like parallel bars, vaulting, long-distance running, and avoiding obstacles are the basics of the basics.
There are also many tiring exercises, such as rope climbing, soft ladders, reservoir swimming, brick pushing in horse stance, paper-throwing, and twisting heavy sticks, which are all regular training subjects in the company.
To put it bluntly, the scouts in the 1990s were what later generations considered to be special forces, and they were all units reorganized from infiltration companies and special agent companies.
But with so many subjects, before Chen Mo came to the training ground, he was still thinking that the veteran would definitely choose the extremely difficult subjects.
He was trained so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for three days.
The result is digging trenches?
Besides, even if we dig trenches, who the hell is crazy enough to dig a ten-meter-wide vertical trench?
This width is enough to park tanks and even set up cannon bunkers.
Such a large area can easily accommodate a company, and there is no need to set up an ambush. The mortar can easily hit the trench without even having to aim deliberately.
Maybe he could see that Chen Mo was a little confused and a little disdainful.
Standing nearby, Veteran Xu curled his lips, clapped his hands generously, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to him, and said, "Scholar, don't underestimate our reconnaissance company's training."
"The instructor said that if war breaks out in the future, only two types of people will survive the battlefield: those who are strategic and scheming, and those who are strong and powerful."
"And we scouts are soldiers on the front lines. Do you know what a front line is? The situation changes rapidly during a battle."
"In order to cope with and adapt to such complex situations, being good at using surrounding things and objects to solve problems is a skill we must master."
"So, can you understand?"
I don’t understand anything. Chen Mo was speechless after hearing this.
When veterans try to trick new recruits into doing work, all sorts of words come out of their mouths.
It's just digging a big trench, is there any need to talk so much nonsense?
Just dig it, he’s not the only one digging so much anyway.
Chen Mo casually picked up the pickaxe, sat down on the ground with a "plop", and said, "Squad leader, I know the rules of digging trenches. Let's get started."
"Do you really want to dig?"
As soon as he said this, Xu Laobing probably realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I mean, you don't want to think about it again?"
"Don't think about it." Chen Mo responded decisively: "Squad leader, didn't you say that the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly? We need to learn to make use of the things around us. I already understand."
"Let's get started."
I'm Nima.
You know shit, I don’t even understand it.
How did I meet such a young man?
Xu Qingzhou was in tears. That’s right, his name was not Xu Qicai, and he was not even from the same hometown as him.
Each class sent him to negotiate with the scholar, with the aim of making this kid give up. After all, the trench was ten meters wide and thirty meters long, and it would be difficult even if the entire company was allowed to go in.
Even if you work day and night, you won’t be able to finish it in two days.
Trenches are not simply dug, but also rammed to create shelters that cannot be penetrated by machine guns within a hundred meters.
It would take a veteran several hours to dig a grip shooting trench alone, let alone a tactical trench as large as the standing one.
Without waiting for others, Chen Mo picked up the pickaxe himself and smashed it on the ground with a "clang", sending sparks flying everywhere.
Trucks and infantry fighting vehicles often pass through the training ground. The thick dust and small stones everywhere make digging trenches in such a place a real torture.
But Chen Mo didn't care. Seeing that the ground was really hard, he immediately changed from sitting to squatting. The engineer shovel was useless at all. He could only use the pickaxe and pry it up bit by bit.
Seeing that the scholar was so serious, he started working on it.
Xu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then ran to where the veterans were gathered, looking back every few steps.
A group of veterans armed with shovels and pickaxes surrounded them with a "clatter".
"Damn it, what's going on, Old Xu? Why did the scholar really start digging?"
"Yeah, didn't we agree to scare him? Is that how you scare him?"
Hearing this, Xu Qingzhou spread his hands, with a bit of annoyance on his face, and said: "I wasn't scared. That bastard Xiucai wouldn't listen to any soft words or hard words. He really dug it up when he was told to."
"I can't do anything else. Go and persuade them yourselves."
"What the hell." One of the veterans stamped the ground with his foot and then curled his lips and said, "Where we drew the line is the entrance to the field. Cars pass by there every day, and the soil is the hardest."
"The scholar won't be able to hold on for long and will give up on his own. Just wait and see. When he gets tired of digging, we'll go up and teach him a lesson."
"Rest first. I bet he can't last half an hour."
"No, no, no, Xiucai is quite resilient. I think he can hold on for an hour."
A group of veterans stood in the distance, staring at each other with wide eyes. No one went over to help, and no one actually took action.
Because digging trenches was originally a prank they had set up, they wanted Chen Mo to give up and go back to the office and not mess around.
It would take the entire company two days to dig a trench that big, and if one person dug it, it would probably take two months.
Therefore, everyone was certain that the scholar would not be able to hold on for long.
More than a dozen veterans from various classes chose a place with sufficient sunlight, sat on the ground and stared up at the figure of the scholar.
I was eagerly hoping that this kid would quickly collapse from exhaustion, or even better, escape on his own.
It saves you from having to hang around and be annoying.
Soon, half an hour passed.
Chen Mo had already broken up the hardest layer of soil within one meter around him, and replaced the pickaxe with an engineer shovel to continue digging.
An hour passed, and the time the veteran had bet on had arrived.
But Chen Mo was still full of energy. He dug very hard with his butt sticking out. He didn't even straighten his back to take a break.
When digging trenches, no matter how long you dig, you must not stand still, otherwise it will be considered a foul.
Soon, an hour and a half passed.
Only the upper bodies of the figures digging trenches in the distance could be seen. Chen Mo had already dug a nearly 40-centimeter pit within a one-meter area around him.
Now, the veteran who had been watching the fun calmly was completely panicked.
The company commander knew that they were going to take the scholar to dig a hole this morning, and he had thought that if the scholar couldn't dig any further, the subject would be discontinued.
If the company commander can get an explanation, Xiucai will be more obedient in the future.
Who would have thought that this guy is so tenacious?
The instructor was still watching from a distance. If he continued digging like this, the entire reconnaissance company would be unable to do anything else for the next two days.
"What should we do?" Xu Qingzhou was also panicked.
Damn it, if a company of people tries to fool a new recruit and still fails, it will be a shameful thing.
The consequences are serious.
"What are we going to do? Stop him and stop digging. If the company commander sees us, we'll have to follow suit."
"What about the pit that has already been dug?"
"Damn it, fill him in."
A group of veterans rushed to the drawn area, noisily carrying shovels and pickaxes.
At this time, Chen Mo was still waving the engineer shovel in his hand and digging hard.
The excavated soil was pushed to the edge one shovel at a time and compacted. He also took the time to use the shovel to hammer out grooves for the rifle on the compacted soil.
The old soldiers who were shouting loudly just now, when they really rushed up, no one continued to move.
No one actually went to fill the hole, and no one persuaded the scholar to give up digging the trench.
The comradeship between soldiers is sometimes very subtle, especially in the 1990s when conditions were already difficult.
“Brothers quarrel within the walls, but defend against external insults.” This is perhaps the best way to describe comrades who eat, live and train together every day.
The arrival of Chen Mo and his group of new recruits really made the old soldiers in the company excited for a long time. After all, someone was washing their clothes and cleaning the dry toilets.
Even tasks like pulling weeds and carrying coal were done by new recruits.
Only at this time do they feel like veterans.
At the same time, a new recruit suddenly appeared and was not sociable. Unlike the other recruits, he was not obedient and did not adapt to the life in the company step by step.
He couldn't train with the veterans every day, but instead had to show off from time to time, making life difficult for everyone.
The veterans in the company would feel uncomfortable, and their first thought would not be to accept the new recruit into their group.
Instead, you have to torment him in various ways until he becomes completely obedient.
This is the habitual thinking of most veterans.
But when everyone saw the trench dug by Chen Mo, it was not as ugly as they had initially imagined. It was just like digging a dry toilet, just a hole would be enough.
Quite the opposite.
What Chen Mo dug was a standard trench. It was the result of a soldier spending nearly two hours digging it out, and this was done while everyone was resting and they were watching one person working.
The fruits of other people's labor.
How to fill this kind of pit?
Who among those present has not dug a trench before? Who doesn’t know how tiring it is?
Just because the scholar didn't do what they wanted, do they have to fill in all the holes they dug with great effort?
If one person hesitates, a whole group of people will hesitate as well.
“Hello, squad leader!!”
Chen Mo noticed the old soldiers surrounding him. He stood up and greeted them, then continued to bend down and dig the trench.
Is he stupid?
No, no, no.
Chen Mo did this on purpose because he knew very well how to quickly integrate into the reconnaissance company.
The recruit company performs well, but that is limited to the recruit company.
If he could keep up with the speeding car to capture the enemy, at most the veterans in the company would have a better understanding of him and look at him with new eyes.
But they are still not considered one of our own.
If a veteran cannot quickly integrate into the unit, his subsequent work will not be able to proceed smoothly.
Could it be that he really has to wait for a year step by step for the next batch of recruits to arrive before he, a private, can be automatically upgraded to a veteran?
That's not Chen Mo's character.
Seeing the scholar greeting them, the group of people laughed awkwardly. Some shook the pickaxes in their hands to ease the awkwardness, while others simply looked away and stopped looking at him.
I feel like the atmosphere is almost set.
Huo Linshan roughly guessed why Chen Mo did this. He walked to the marked trench, looked around, and then said with a smile: "Why don't you fill it in?"
"Didn't you just say you were going to come over and fill in the trenches that the scholar dug?"
"Then flatten the land, restore this place to its original state, and coax him to go back quickly and not come to the martial arts arena again."
"Because of his arrival, you all feel that your sense of superiority as veterans has diminished, right?"
Faced with the instructor's blatant reprimand, no one at the scene responded.
But some people have already taken the initiative to draw marks on the ground with pickaxes and shovels, and started digging together.
With one man taking the lead, a large group of veterans took action.
"Go ahead and dig. It's a good thing you didn't actually fill it up." Huo Linshan shook his head slightly and continued, "If you had just filled it up, would you have the nerve to coax the new recruits away and then use the excuse of the competition to train alone?"
"When has the old squad leader in our reconnaissance company, when faced with a motivated new comrade, not accepted him, not excited about him, but instead tried every possible way to make things difficult for him?"
"Look at the scholar. Does he look like me when I first entered the military camp?"
"Dig it out. Dig out all the lines you've drawn. Dig it out cleanly. Dig it out thoroughly. See if you can dig out those little thoughts in your heart."
"What does it matter if I lose the competition?"
"That would be just a loss of face at best, but if you fill the hole today and drive the scholar away, you'd be destroying the tradition of the entire reconnaissance company."
After Huo Linshan finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.
Behind.
More than one hundred veterans from the reconnaissance company were scattered along the drawn lines, gathered together, wielded their shovels diligently, and dug bit by bit.
Originally, Chen Mo worked alone. He just wanted to see how this group of veterans would end up and whether they would take him with them for training next time.
Unexpectedly, the instructor was watching here the whole time.
If the tough atmosphere of the reconnaissance company is related to the temperament of the military commander Cheng Dong, then the cohesion of the entire company is definitely inseparable from the instructor.
A company has loyalty in ideological guidance.
If you have the courage to fight and win, you will naturally stand firm and unmoved.
In the cold wind and under the sunshine.
Except for the recruits who were pulling weeds in the distance and reinforcing the training equipment, all the other soldiers in the reconnaissance company gathered together to dig trenches.
Even Liang Hongjie had finished taking inventory of all the weapons distributed at the joining ceremony and re-registered them in the warehouse.
He also ran over and joined the team digging trenches with a pickaxe.
In the company commander's office.
Even though Cheng Dong has never been to the martial arts arena, this old guy is not idle either.
He opened the side window of his office, took out a telescope, and observed the situation in the distance from time to time.
He saw Xiucai digging a trench alone for nearly two hours, and also saw the entire company joining in later.
He waited until he saw the instructor coming downstairs before quickly putting away the binoculars and stuffing them into the drawer. He pretended to be serious, holding the ceramic cup and sipping tea in big gulps.
I heard the sound of the door being pushed open.
Cheng Dong didn't even raise his head, and said nonchalantly: "Old Huo, how is the training going?"
"The scholar performed well and worked hard in digging trenches." Huo Linshan also picked up his ceramic cup and took a few sips of tea.
"Now all the classes are digging together."
"snort!"
Cheng Dong snorted coldly, put down his teacup and said, "I knew this guy wouldn't be so easy to deal with. He's always thinking about going to the competition."
"Just dig it up. Let the people in the company dig with them for two days. It will help them curb their arrogance."
"I'm not worried about the old soldier's arrogance." Huo Linshan said with a smile: "I'm worried that Xiucai really can't sit still."
"This guy is even interested in a duel between two reconnaissance companies. Old Cheng, where does he get so much energy every day?"
"How should I know?"
After Cheng Dong finished speaking, he also started laughing.
The two veterans sat in the office, and all of a sudden, they couldn't help but recall their military career.
After joining the battalion and being assigned to a company, and then performing well, you can extend your service period and finally become a volunteer soldier, then an officer, and rise from platoon leader to company commander.
Soldiers often don't think about how hard they work, but they do remember how well they performed.
Faced with large-scale military downsizing, the 7th Tank Division was reduced to an armored brigade, and a large number of veteran comrades retired or transferred to other jobs.
In this environment, Cheng Dong and Huo Linshan were able to gain a foothold in the armored reconnaissance company directly under the brigade-level unit.
In a reconnaissance company full of "animals", they were the ones who led the company. There is no doubt that they are the best among the veterans.
It is precisely because of this that they are extremely tolerant of equally active scholars.
The office was silent for a while. Cheng Dong couldn't help but pick up the telescope, stood by the window, and looked into the distance.
On the martial arts field.
Chen Mo, who was at the forefront of the team digging trenches, was still very determined. At this time, he would stick his head out and throw out a shovel of dirt from time to time.
Then he bent down and continued digging hard.
Everyone in the company was digging, watching this somewhat absurd and even mischievous thing, and the scholar actually took the lead and dragged everyone into the pit.
Cheng Dong put down the telescope and thought about it.
After a long while, he said, "Forget it. No matter what this kid wants to do, give him a chance."
"He is included in the list for this competition."
"But I have to be frank. The entire company needs to select 30 people to participate in the upcoming training."
"Don't blame me if he can't keep up."
When Huo Linshan heard this, he held the tea in his hand and said nothing.
In fact, who can't see it?
This kid is trying to capture enemies with his car, getting up early to practice, and trying his best to show himself. He is just thinking about the competition.
But in this matter, it’s not that the company is unwilling to give in.
The new recruits simply can't keep up. Even now, Huo Linshan doesn't think that Chen Mo can stand out in the next training camp.
Anyway, whether or not I can pass the training camp is not the point for now.
Letting Chen Mo participate in digging trenches was a pure strategic mistake.
The veterans in the company were able to accept the whole morning's work. After all, it was training, and even if they didn't dig holes, they would definitely do other things.
But after digging for the whole morning, we should take a break for lunch, right?
It’s reasonable to take a lunch break after eating, right?
But this was very abnormal for Chen Mo. While eating, he was covered in dust and he just washed his face and hands.
He ran to the water room to fill his water bottle, held two buns in his hand in front of all the soldiers in the company, stuffed two more buns in his pocket, and went out with the water bottle.
He came to the training ground and continued to wave the shovel in his hand, digging the soil one shovel at a time.
People in the 1990s didn’t know what a roll was, but now they can truly understand what a roll is.
Chen Mo's purpose was very clear. He had nothing to do right now, so he decided to focus on one thing and make himself outstanding first.
But the thing is, he really shines.
Nothing wrong.
But in the cafeteria, a group of animals were so angry that they cursed: "Ah, this scholar is just a big animal."
"Company Commander, let the scholar go to the competition. Damn it, I feel so sorry for this kind of talent if they don't let the anti-aircraft artillery brigade see him."
"Yes, Captain, approve the privates to compete. Let the scholar go. He is the most suitable."
Cheng Dong couldn't help but twitch his lips as he listened to the sporadic protests.
He was still thinking this morning about how to get these guys who valued honor more than life to agree to send a private to the competition.
Who would have thought that before he even mentioned it, these veterans brought it up themselves?
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