Chapter 119: It's not easy to teach you a lesson
If you ask the people in the reconnaissance company whether digging trenches is tiring, all the veterans in the company will shake their heads and deny it.
There are two reasons.
First, the company commander's original words: Tired? Only those who can survive on the battlefield have the right to complain about being tired.
Second, when it comes to the ranking of scout training subjects, trench digging doesn't even make it into the top ten, let alone the top twenty.
After all, soldiers are not perpetual motion machines. If they treat digging trenches as training, they can rest in the middle, and veterans have abnormal recovery abilities.
While he was sitting on the ground and smoking a cigarette, his health bar was full.
It is much easier than flood relief or swimming across a reservoir.
A prone trench is not a communication trench, and does not require people to walk upright without showing their heads. It is not an artillery shelter, nor is it a vehicle shelter.
But no matter how many reasons you give.
The veteran returned to the dormitory late at night, his hands covered in calluses, having worked so hard digging trenches for more than ten hours.
Under the supervision of the company commander, I filled it back up bit by bit. The fatigue and aches all over my body could not be concealed.
But it's worth the effort.
A group of veterans fell asleep peacefully, they felt that everything should be safe this time.
After all, no matter how awesome the scholar was, it took him almost midnight to finish all this trouble.
Plus, since there was no lunch break at noon, they didn't believe that the scholar could get up early the next morning.
Even if an iron man works for so long, the screws on his body should have loosened, right?
But then again.
The fact that the veterans think this way only shows that their understanding of Chen Mo is still very limited.
Early the next morning.
That was at 5:15 on March 4th, when the cold wind was howling outside and the entire military camp was silent.
In the public service class dormitory.
Chen Mo, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, suddenly trembled and then woke up.
Chen Mo looked out the window in confusion, it was pitch black.
Apart from the dim light from the street lamps in the distance, which could faintly shine through, nothing else could be seen.
He turned over and tried to wake himself up.
Chen Mocai got dressed and got out of bed, ran to Liang Hongjie's bed, picked up the mechanical watch on the platoon leader's bedside table to check the time.
At this time, it was almost half past five, and there were only more than thirty minutes left before the wake-up whistle was blown.
It's a bit late today.
The reason why Chen Mo looked at the time was that he was worried that sometimes when his body was too tired, he would lie down for more than ten minutes and suddenly wake up because of his own shaking.
I am not in good shape and cannot judge the rest time based on my physical condition as I usually do.
Realize you've rested enough.
As Chen Mo put down his watch, he reached out and nudged Liang Hongjie: "Platoon Leader, are you ready to go for drill?"
"Um?"
"It's daybreak?"
Liang Hongjie was pushed awake. He looked up and looked around in confusion. Even such a small movement of his body caused his bones to crackle.
"It's not even daylight yet. The whistle will blow in half an hour."
Chen Mo responded while packing his backpack.
At first, he thought that Liang Pai might not be able to get up today.
After all, they dug trenches for a whole day and filled them up in the middle of the night. In the end, there was not enough soil, so they had to dig soil from everywhere to fill it.
The physical exertion is too severe.
But what surprised Chen Mo was that after Liang Hongjie woke up, he was even more agile than him. He put on his clothes quickly, squatted down and started packing his backpack.
In fact, Liang Hongjie himself is not lazy, it’s just that he has changed to a new environment and no one asks anything of him.
In addition, there was no one to guide him. He was a young man of 22 or 23 years old with no social experience and could not adapt in the short term.
Now with Xiucai taking the lead, Liang Hongjie's desire to integrate into the company has completely revived.
Whenever that guy thought of the surprised looks those veterans gave him in the past two days, he could feel an indescribable sense of mission surging into his heart.
It turned into a burst of hot blood, rushing straight to the top of his head.
By the time Chen Mo packed his backpack and put on his clothes, Liang Hongjie was also ready.
The two of them were like lone brave men in the dark night. They opened the dormitory door and were about to set off.
The remaining communicator from the public service team threw back his blanket and cursed, "Fuck! Wait for me!"
"Damn it, I can't pretend anymore."
"You damn scholar, I kind of hate you. Our class was so harmonious before you came. Lao Liang and I could sleep until the last minute before exercise."
"Ever since you came, we've been more tired than the combat squad. Damn it, let's change our name from now on. Don't call us the Public Service Squad anymore. This name doesn't suit us anymore."
Zhao Wuliang got up cursing. Although this guy is a big talker, he is a corporal in the reconnaissance company and his military quality is really not to be underestimated.
I quickly packed my backpack, put on my clothes and packed up, and was ready in just over a minute.
then.
A private led the team, followed by a lieutenant and a corporal.
The three of them lined up and left the company headquarters.
The soldiers on duty at the company entrance were stunned and even forgot to sleep. They looked at the three people rushing to the training ground in confusion and speechlessness.
The public service class has been completely led astray.
Since it was not the wake-up time, the three of them could not shout slogans when they were doing extra training with weights side by side.
Just running quietly.
Time passed quickly and it was five fifty-five.
Today, the duty officer of the reconnaissance company is the third squad leader Peng Wei.
Old Peng came out of the dormitory yawning and holding a hat in his hand.
He habitually glanced at the training ground. In fact, when it was time for competitions in the past, many veterans in the company would get up early and practice extra.
But these two days, he was implicated by a new recruit.
I practiced too hard during the day. Either the company commander asked me to add extra subjects or I had to dig trenches. Even my lunch break disappeared inexplicably. How could I have the energy to practice more?
I originally thought that today would be a quiet day.
But when Lao Peng glanced into the distance, he was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes and looked at the training ground again.
When I got a clear look at that damn scholar, he appeared on the training ground again as if by magic, and he was not alone, he brought two more people with him.
Peng Wei's nose was almost crooked with anger.
"Fuck you!"
Old Peng cursed as he stuffed the whistle into his mouth and blew it with all his might.
“Beep-beep!!!”
"get up!!"
There was endless resentment in the roar.
Damn it, we can’t play like this every day. After all, this is a reconnaissance company, and we can’t let a private influence our morale.
The rule of getting up at 6 o'clock was forcibly moved forward by five minutes.
Many veterans have mechanical watches. Sleeping is a luxury for soldiers, especially when training is particularly intense.
Not to mention five minutes, not even a minute can be wasted.
The loud whistle instantly woke up the camp in the early morning.
"Fuck! Who the hell is on duty today? What the hell is he talking about? It's already six o'clock!"
"Damn it, is that Old Peng from the third shift? What a rotten thing, just bragging."
Cursing sounds were heard from the dormitories of each class.
Peng Wei could hear it even from downstairs, but he didn't care at all. Xiucai would take the blame for him anyway.
As expected.
Just as someone was cursing at Lao Peng, someone shouted, "Scholar, get up and practice more!"
My goodness, the whole building exploded.
A crowd of heads leaned against the windows in the corridor, looking out at the training ground in the distance.
When that familiar figure came into view, some of the hot-tempered veterans almost popped their eyes.
As for Liang Hongjie and Zhao Wuliang, they were automatically ignored.
After all, those two were veterans of the company. Even if they died from training, the company commander would not vent his anger on them.
So do whatever you want, no one cares.
But the new recruits can’t do that because their status is there.
Rumble.
The whole corridor was like thunder, and groups of veterans carrying small yellow basins crowded into the bathroom.
Even when washing his face and brushing his teeth, there were veterans foaming at the mouth and saying viciously: "No, damn it, I can't stand it anymore, I must teach the scholar a lesson today."
"Yes, teach him a lesson."
"Digging trenches won't scare him. Morning exercises aren't just about running. I'll ask the company commander later to let us do rappelling and rock climbing for today's morning exercises. Scare that bastard Xiucai to death."
"Didn't the company commander say that new recruits can't touch this kind of subject?"
"What can't he touch? He's going to participate in the competition. How can he participate in rappelling without touching it? Then he'll have to compete with the artillery scouts in a running race?"
"Yes, let's change the subject and give the scholar a lesson."
The veterans gathered together and began to divide the work. Some of them washed up and went to report to the company commander, while others ran to the logistics building to prepare for the rappelling site.
Some people also found torn quilts to use as simple protection at the rappelling site.
After all, it's okay to vent one's anger, but the old soldier has no use for this thing. But if a scholar wants to try it, he must have it.
Chen Mo was running vigorously on the training ground. He was too far away from the dormitory building and could not hear the angry cursing from the other side clearly.
But you can see many veterans running back and forth.
The whole camp was quite lively.
Intuitively, Chen Mo guessed that these veterans were definitely going to play some tricks again.
Because usually, these guys are not so diligent.
He stopped running, took off his backpack, and while resting, he kept staring in the direction of the dormitory building.
I want to see what tricks these old soldiers are up to.
Zhao Wuliang saw this and ran up to Chen Mo, panting. He grinned and said, "Scholar, you're in such a bad state. Did you see the ropes those guys were dragging just now?"
"They're probably going to teach you how to climb and rappel. Have you been to the logistics building?"
"It's the one east of where we dug the trench yesterday," Zhao Wuliang said, pointing in the direction. "They say it's called the Logistics Building, but there's actually nothing in there. It's just a pile of scrap equipment."
"There's a rock climbing handrail on the floor, and one wall is made of protruding bricks. Hey, scholar, are you afraid of heights?"
Listening to Zhao Wuliang beside him, chattering and asking with a gloating look.
Chen Mo pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, subjects like rappelling and rock climbing could only scare the new recruits.
For many veterans, this subject is much more interesting than digging trenches. It is time-consuming but not tiring, and is somewhat stimulating.
Just practice casually and half a day will pass.
He can rappel and rock climb, but it is unrealistic to compete with the veterans of the reconnaissance company in speed.
If we really talk about some subjects of motorized infantry, they are not worse than the reconnaissance company, but the problem is that Chen Mo has not been exposed to it for too long, and he definitely cannot compare with the veterans when he just starts.
"Sergeant, how about we go and take a look?" Seeing that the veterans in the distance were busy and no one greeted him, Chen Mo turned around and began to urge Zhao Wuliang.
"Damn, did I just talk to you in vain?" Old Zhao rolled his eyes. He suddenly realized that the private in front of him seemed to be afraid of nothing.
People are about to teach you a lesson. Shouldn't you be worried about whether you can do it at this time?
Find someone to ask for advice and find out if there are any solutions, even if it's just to know a little more.
What a mess, and they are eager to force their way forward. Who the hell is the new recruit?
"Scholar, are you really not afraid of heights?"
"I'm telling you, you're not good at something like rappelling. Do you know how high twelve meters is? Four stories, the kind without stairs. You know?"
Zhao Wuliang advised earnestly, hoping that Xiucai would show some concern and seek advice from him, the veteran.
After all, Lao Zhao will also be able to be promoted to a first-class non-commissioned officer next year. When a corporal is about to be promoted to a non-commissioned officer, he often has an illusion that he is terribly strong.
Zhao Wuliang is currently in this state.
He eagerly hoped that the private in front of him would ask him for advice, which would slightly satisfy the vanity of an old soldier.
no way.
There are too many veterans in the reconnaissance company, and there is only one private in the public service squad. He really can't find the feeling of being a veteran.
But unfortunately.
He targeted Chen Mo, which was like throwing a meat bun at a dog, and there was no return.
Chen Mo didn't respond to his words at all, and as for being afraid, there was no question of that.
If he hadn't been suppressing himself, he would have excitedly picked up his backpack and ran over to take a look.
After all, joining in the fun is also the nature of veterans.
The three of them didn't plan to continue running at this time. Zhao Wuliang was depressed, but Liang Hongjie was quite calm. Led by him, the three of them strolled to the logistics building.
This is the same as what Zhao Wuliang introduced just now.
The logistics building is just the name used by the veterans in the company. It is located on the side next to the artillery range.
There are four floors in total. At this time, an old soldier has climbed to the roof and is tying ropes, and someone downstairs is spreading a torn quilt. Everyone is busy and energetic.
An old soldier nearby noticed Chen Mo coming and immediately put on a smile. He walked over with the demeanor of an old soldier caring about a new comrade and took off the backpack on his back.
Putting his arm around your shoulder, he said, "Scholar, you know the company commander said he wants you to participate in the competition, right?"
"I know, squad leader." Chen Mo nodded.
"Well, that's right. When it comes to martial arts competitions, he can't just run. He can't win by getting up early every day. If he wants to win honors for us, he has to show real skills."
"What real kung fu is this?"
Chen Mo looked at the veteran with curiosity.
Seeing his attitude, Liang Hongjie's mouth twitched. He always felt that the scholar was a bit of a swindler, while Zhao Wuliang was indignant.
Damn it, he had been seducing her for a long time just to make the scholar ask him some questions.
Who knew, this kid didn't say a word just now.
Why do I feel so thirsty for knowledge now that I’m here?
Zhao Wuliang had no idea that Chen Mo didn't ask him because he was actually protecting him and didn't want to embarrass his classmate.
But the veteran being questioned had no such awareness. He patted his chest and said with a cheerful smile, "Wait a minute, I'll demonstrate it to you."
"Just watch carefully. Even if you don't dare to try, it's okay. Remember our reconnaissance company's slogan: continuous combat, daring to attack, and fighting as long as life lasts."
"As a scout, you must have a spirit of never giving up. You must learn to stand up from failure and find yourself again. Do you understand?"
"Yes, squad leader."
"Yeah, not bad."
The veteran raised his hand and patted Chen Mo's shoulder.
Chen Mo didn't say anything else. He had been in the company for two days and could feel the overall atmosphere of the reconnaissance company, which was actually quite good.
There is no such thing as beating or scolding new recruits. At most, the boundary between veterans and new recruits is very clear.
No one gets involved in anyone else's business.
This is certainly due to the instructor’s contribution, but it is also inseparable from the faith and heritage of the company with old roots.
Here, grassroots political work and ideological education.
It is no longer a noun floating in the air, but a real thing that can be reflected in these veterans.
As for asking new recruits to wash clothes and brush shoes, there is nothing we can do about it. This is the bad habit in many units and it cannot be changed overnight.
In this era, beating and scolding soldiers is so common. It is not easy for the reconnaissance company to have such a positive atmosphere and encourage him not to be discouraged before he even starts training.
He had messed up these veterans like this, and they just wanted to teach him a lesson.
After the venue is set up.
The soldiers of the entire company were divided into two teams, standing on both sides of the logistics building. The veteran who had just greeted Chen Mo was the first to step forward, hands on hips, and said: "Scholar, let me show you what a scout is."
"Brothers, get ready!!"
As the old soldier finished speaking, the four soldiers behind him held a thick bamboo pole and pushed forward.
The old soldier turned his head and winked and smiled at Chen Mo, then he held the bamboo pole tightly in his right hand and tucked it under his armpit without any protective measures.
A loud roar.
The four veterans at the back were carrying the bamboo poles and charging forward, while the veteran who was rock climbing was only holding one end of the pole.
He rushed to the logistics building, and with the help of the bamboo pole, his legs moved forward, and his whole body was like a big gecko. He kept exerting force with his feet, and he climbed up to the roof of the fourth floor from the first floor by stepping on the red brick wall.
The whole process will definitely not take more than ten seconds.
"What do you think, scholar? Do you dare?"
The rock climbing veteran waved his hand from the rooftop, his expression not particularly proud, just a symbolic inquiry.
Without waiting for Chen Mo's response.
The other party picked up a wooden stick from the roof, wrapped a rope around the stick, and then turned head downwards, clinging to the rope with his legs, and came down from the roof with a "swoosh".
The whole process still takes no more than ten seconds.
At this moment, the veterans nearby were still calm. After all, this kind of subject was something that everyone in their reconnaissance company had to deal with.
But the new recruits who gathered around him all had their eyes wide open, their heartbeats quickened, and they looked quite jealous.
Even Chen Mo was no exception, he was also very excited.
Chen Mo could also go downstairs with just a stick and without any protective measures, but he had never seen someone go upstairs with a bamboo pole, let alone know how to do it.
That’s not all.
"Look here, scholar! Today, the veteran will teach you what climbing is."
Four veterans stood out from the queues on both sides at the same time, standing in different positions and grabbing four vertical ropes.
Without pushing against the wall or holding onto the rope, he relied solely on the strength of his hands to pull himself to the top of the building.
"Look here, scholar! Today, the veteran will teach you what rock climbing is."
As soon as the words fell.
Four more veterans stood up in the queue, this time with ropes tied around their bodies.
With the help of the gaps between the bricks and the protruding windowsills on each floor, like Spider-Man, the four of them climbed to the top floor with almost dizzying speed.
This series of actions left the recruits dumbfounded.
Even Chen Mo, who was standing downstairs, was stunned.
The reconnaissance company really lives up to its reputation.
Several veterans standing on the roof and a group of people downstairs saw that the scholar who had been showing off for the past two days was finally "conquered" by them and showed confused expressions.
A group of veterans laughed immediately, and they laughed very happily.
Damn it.
It’s really not easy to teach this new recruit a lesson.
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