Lu Qingcang held the washbasin in one hand and wiped his hair with a towel in the other.
He kicked the door open and walked in without caring about people like Chu Yifeng who were already taking a nap. He asked in a hoarse voice:
"Who's in charge of our dormitory?"
Chu Yifeng turned over and showed his face to Lu Qingcang.
In Chu Yifeng's opinion, he had to give people face. But he was too lazy to move, so he didn't get up. He pulled the quilt with one hand and pressed his injured leg with the other hand.
Wang Daniu was packing Chu Yifeng's luggage bag and putting Chu Yifeng's clothes and other things into the cabinet. Hearing this, he stopped and turned to look at Lu Qingcang.
He was a little intimidated by that person. He trusted his intuition and had always relied on it to win.
Small nose, small eyes, small mouth, except for Chu Yifeng, he has the best skin and a clean temperament. The sunny man spoke:
"Let's get to know each other first. I'm Su Tongcheng, 26 years old, from Yancheng. I'm in the Army Aviation Corps."
Su Tongcheng, who is 1.8 meters tall, put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his chin slightly, and showed a bit of arrogance.
He also has the capital to be proud. In this era when the college entrance examination has just been resumed for a few years, his academic qualifications can make him a leader among contemporary soldiers.
Kang Cheng jumped down from the upper bunk and stood in the middle of the dormitory wearing only a pair of cotton pants. He also had his confidence:
"I'm Kang Cheng, 28 years old, from Hebei Province, and commander of an artillery company in the 70th Infantry Division of the 24th Group Army."
It can be seen that Fan Zhu, who is honest and straightforward, greeted everyone with a smile:
"I am an armored soldier and now a squad leader. I am only 22 years old. You are all older than me."
Su Tongcheng slapped Fan Zhu on the shoulder and said, "Bunker, you look quite old. Someone who didn't know you would think you were 32."
Lu Qingcang glanced at Wang Daniu, and Wang Daniu started reciting a tongue twister:
"My name is Wang Daniu. I'll be 20 just after the New Year. Don't underestimate me because I'm just an ordinary soldier. I've been to the front lines. My battalion commander at the time was Brother Chu. Let me tell you, my Brother Chu is amazing! He's a staff officer in the operations department of a major military region, has two degrees, and he's also..."
Chu Yifeng rubbed his face with both hands, sat up helplessly, coughed lightly and interrupted Wang Daniu, saying: "Chu Yifeng, 27 years old. From Kyoto."
Kang Cheng immediately asked, "Isn't your commander Ye Boxuan, the former head of the Hero Regiment?"
Look, how embarrassing it is to have a leader with a great reputation. It feels like living in the shadow of Ye Tou'er, so no one would suspect that the big leader surnamed Chu is his father.
"Um."
"Lu Qingcang. 31 years old. Deputy Commander of the 3rd Battalion, 79th Mechanized Division, 27th Group Army."
Position, Class A unit, age, these were not unexpected to anyone, but Lu Qingcang just had the temperament to make the atmosphere awkward.
He didn't care. After a pause, he continued, "I'll take care of things first."
Just as Chu Yifeng was about to lie down again, the emergency assembly whistle sounded. The six people in the dormitory showed surprised expressions on their faces at the same time.
Even Chu Yifeng was stunned for a moment. He guessed the beginning but not the ending.
Su Tongcheng cursed: "X!"
Once the "x" shape came out, it was more effective than a whistle. The six people moved in unison, draped their camouflage uniforms over their shoulders, pulled up their pants, tied their belts, and put on their leather boots.
The several-story dormitory building was filled with the noisy clatter of leather boots, but even that couldn't drown out Captain Lei's scolding at the first-floor door:
"Are you fucking new recruits? So slow! I told you to slow down!"
Lei Ming, holding his armed belt, knocked on one of them:
"Get on your back! Hurry up, hurry up!"
…
“Hu…Hu.”
Chu Yifeng was carrying a Type 822 submachine gun weighing seven pounds on his shoulder. His breathing was already disordered, his mouth was full of mist, and even his eyebrows were covered with frost. However, there was no place on his forehead or body that was not sweating. The sweat on his back made his fleece coat damp.
The moment he rushed out of the dormitory with a gun, Chu Yifeng was challenging his own limits in his current state.
Forced march test.
The requirement is to walk 29 kilometers at the fastest speed, and the most damning thing is the speed required.
For example, if you only walked 1.6 kilometers in ten minutes, you would be considered a failure. And the results were counted as three assessments for the same project.
Those who fail three times will be eliminated.
Not to mention walking 1.6 kilometers in ten minutes, it would be extremely difficult for Chu Yifeng to keep up the speed and walk the entire 29 kilometers.
He never thought that training was cruel, but Chu Yifeng will remember the feeling at this moment for the rest of his life.
Chu Yifeng could feel that his legs were no longer numb, but it felt like he was dragging his injured leg forward, and it felt very, very heavy.
He stopped, leaned his hands on his knees, his heart beating faster and his chest gasping for breath.
Through the hazy sleet, looking at the unclear camouflage uniforms in front of me, I gritted my teeth and told myself: I can't fall too far behind, I can't embarrass myself!
Just as Chu Yifeng took off the submachine gun from his left shoulder and was about to put it on his right shoulder, Wang Daniu ran over from the front.
Wang Daniu has walked so many kilometers in a hurry, but he is still in the state of a jumping monkey, chattering all the time. It can be seen that youth is really an asset.
Chu Yifeng already had tinnitus, and he was also talkative:
"Battalion Commander? Is it Battalion Commander? How could I have forgotten you? Battalion Commander, not Brother Chu?"
When he ran to within five meters, Wang Daniu's eyesight became more effective. He confirmed that it was Chu Yifeng. He ran forward and grabbed the submachine gun, carrying one on each shoulder, and supported Chu Yifeng:
"I told you your legs aren't good! Brother Chu, what are you trying to achieve? Wouldn't it be great if you could take the test in two months? Are you stupid? I dream of someone giving me the green light, but you insist on walking on the treetops instead of the wide road."
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