My Military Career in a Parallel World

At six o'clock, the sky outside was still a little gray.

As the familiar yet unfamiliar wakeup call sounded, Jiang Chen left his dream and got up to get dressed.

After having a steaming hot breakfast in the canteen of the brother company, the recruits were taken to the training ground to prepare for the final assessment of the recruit company.

Live ammunition target practice and grenade throwing.

This time's grenade throwing is different from previous ones, and the recruits will use real grenades for assessment.

"I'll remind you one last time, don't feel pressured, don't be nervous, if you really feel like you can't take it anymore, it's best to stand up now.

Grenade throwing is not a joke. Don’t be afraid of losing face and just hold on. This is irresponsible to yourself and to me! "

Standing at the entrance of the shooting range, Li Gang stared at the group of recruits and spoke with a serious face.

The same was true for the other classes. Each squad leader was extremely serious and kept asking the recruits if any of them wanted to quit.

No one said a word.

After three months of hard work, no one wants to fail at the last hurdle.

In fact, although everyone was a little nervous about the grenade throwing, they were not really scared or terrified.

In the last month in the recruit company, they conducted grenade throwing training more than once. Although the weapons in their hands were not real grenades, they had long been replaced with training bullets filled with a small amount of gunpowder.

So, at most everyone was a little nervous, and there was really no emotion like fear or terror.

The recruits were brought to the back of the bunker wall, next to which was a mine-proof pit. Just like during the training in the recruit company, under the guidance of the squad leaders, the recruits came forward one by one to receive the grenades, then held them with both hands and, accompanied by safety officers, came to the throwing area.

boom!

The first grenade streaked through the air and exploded thirty-nine meters from the bunker wall.

The entire assessment process did not involve any major twists and turns, and was even smoother than expected.

All recruits passed the passing line of 30 meters, 60 percent of the recruits exceeded the good line of 40 meters, and 27 recruits exceeded the excellent line of 45 meters.

Ten more recruits had final scores exceeding 50 meters.

Among them, Class 5 occupies two full places.

Zhao Feihang, final result was 55 meters.

Jiang Chen, final result was 61 meters.

There were still many things to do today and they had no extra time to waste. The grenade test had just ended and Jiang Chen and the others were immediately taken to the shooting range to conduct the final live-fire shooting test.

He had no idea how many bullets he had fired in the dream. He could hit ten rings at the 100-meter chest target with his eyes closed. It might sound a bit of bragging, but if he wanted to replicate the plot in novels, movies and TV dramas and embroider a flower on the target, he could really do it if he tried hard.

Still five bullets.

After the instructor gave the order to shoot, Jiang Chen fired all his ammunition without hesitation in less than two seconds.

His unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Ge Hongtao, Zhao Hongbin, Li Gang and other familiar people were fine. They knew what kind of person Jiang Chen was. Although they were a little surprised, they didn't say much.

But others are different.

Especially the veterans from the brother companies who were assigned to help, the way they looked at Jiang Chen were as wonderful as could be.

"Old Ge, what's the matter with your soldier? Could it be..." Company Commander Huang Jiguang said in a teasing tone, while subconsciously turning the camera to look at the target where Jiang Chen was shooting.

When he saw the bullet marks left on the target paper, Captain Huang immediately shut up and swallowed back the words he had just said.

"Oh, you mentioned him, he's okay. A good seedling has emerged from the recruit company this time. My time as a company commander was not in vain." Ge Hongtao naturally turned his gaze to Jiang Chen. When he saw the five bullet holes in the center of the target paper and heard the sudden silence of Company Captain Huang beside him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

Fifty rings.

It was nothing for recruits to score a perfect fifty rings, as a few of them would do so every one or two years. What really surprised them was the location of the bullet marks left on the target paper.

In the center of the target paper, which symbolizes the ten rings, there are five bullet holes evenly distributed in the five corners. I didn’t notice it at first, but after a closer look, don’t these five corners form a five-pointed star pattern? !

This is what really surprised Captain Huang.

For ordinary veterans, even those who have been in the army for three or four years, it is already an excellent result if they can consistently shoot fifty rings.

But it is not an easy task to embroider on the target paper with bullets like Jiang Chen.

Those who can do this are all the best in the army.

Military fans and some gossipers prefer to call them "gun kings".

If Jiang Chen was not a new recruit in their regiment, and if the success rate of the Kua regiment in recruiting soldiers was not so low, Captain Huang really wanted to recruit this new recruit to his company.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, the morning sun had just risen, and in less than two hours, everyone completed the last two assessments.

After returning to the temporary camp prepared for them by the brother company, they packed up a bit, changed into the regular clothes that had been prepared in their backpacks, and everyone gathered again.

They are going to a place to complete the final step from recruits to soldiers.

……

Under the morning sun, a group of soldiers holding rifles were quietly adjusting their uniforms. They carefully checked the red flag on their chests, the armbands on their arms, the national emblem on their heads, and even every button...

Because everyone knows where is ahead.

They must show their best mental state.

The sound of orderly footsteps was heard, one step at a time on the stone steps. No one spoke, no one laughed, and the usual whispers that could not stand the loneliness disappeared completely.

The sound of wind, insects chirping, birds singing, and footsteps that sound like one person.

Other than that, there was no other sound...

The mountain in front of them was not high, only a few dozen meters, and was nothing compared to the mountains they had climbed along the way.

But it is this small hill, less than a hundred meters high, that makes a group of soldiers who have traveled thousands of miles across mountains and Pamir Mountains feel an unprecedented solemnity and dignity.

The pines and cypresses along the way were straight and tall, and the rustling sound of falling leaves seemed like whispers, telling, asking, or delighting them in their ears...

Jiang Chen straightened his back and silently followed the team forward and stepped onto the last step.

Looking up at the top of the mountain, he saw red stars shining in the solemn white sky under the reflection of the morning sun. In a trance, his eyes seemed to travel through time and space back to the past.

If China is to perish, the people of Hunan will die first!

——"Song of Hunan Youth" by Yang Du.

I will never return to Sichuan until the foreign enemies are defeated!

——The Sichuan Army left Sichuan.

The country is in ruins, so why should I care about my life?

——"Song of Martyrdom"

What we did today is an honor!!!

No matter who it is, if they dare to destroy my country and exterminate my race, we will fight them to the end!!!

Justice can never be killed, because truth exists forever!!!

We don’t have eight years, not even two years, so even if we have to calculate it, we have to make it happen!

……

Countless images flashed before my eyes and countless voices rang in my ears.

The morning sun shines on the red star, shining brightly.

The light blurred his vision, and Jiang Chen seemed to see figures appearing in the air, staring at them.

Over the course of a century, many heroes emerged;

The heroic spirits of revolutionary martyrs will live forever!

The passion in my heart seemed to be bursting out, and all the confusion and ignorance in my heart were cleared away.

The ancestors had walked this path before, and Jiang Chen wanted to try it out. He also wanted to try to shoulder the burdens they had shouldered, even if it was just a small step forward...

"salute!!!"

After stopping in front of the monument and saluting, Jiang Chen and others continued to move forward.

Next to a flagpole in the Martyrs' Cemetery, which is the highest point in the entire cemetery, the recruits stood upright facing the national flag, with 235 white tombstones standing behind them.

There was no name on the tombstone, only a five-pointed star flashing red light.

Ge Hongtao walked to the flagpole, and more than a dozen squad leaders and platoon leaders lined up behind him.

Today’s sunrise belongs to them, to the new recruits!

"Comrades, today will be a day you will never forget in your lifetime!

Three months of recruit training, ninety days of perseverance and hard work, countless sweat...

Now, the harvest has finally come! "

Ge Hongtao looked serious as he looked at the more than one hundred recruits who were about to "graduate".

"Today, under the watchful eyes of 235 martyrs who sacrificed their lives for their country, you will become a true soldier!

I hope you can remember your mission, inherit the spirit and will of your ancestors, and keep the eight words of loyalty to the motherland and loyalty to the people firmly in your heart and engrave them in your bones! "

The words fell.

A military flag was brought out.

This military flag will be passed on to everyone, and the spirit of their ancestors will be passed on to them.

Countless people have sacrificed their youth and even their lives for this flag.

It is the glory and faith of the soldiers. When it passes from one person to another, it also symbolizes that they have taken over their responsibilities and obligations.

The obligation and responsibility to maintain this flag!

After the flag passed through everyone's hands, it slowly rose into the air accompanied by loud military songs, and several guards began to present wreaths to the martyrs one by one.

Under the flagpole, the recruits watched everything silently.

When the military song sounded, the flame of revolution was passed on silently...

The flag was raised, music was played, and wreaths were presented. Next came the final and most important awarding ceremony.

Company commander Ge Hongtao, instructor Lu Ming, three platoon leaders, and a group of squad leaders took the military ranks and fireworks brought by the honor guard, walked into the team and began to distribute them to everyone.

Each person was given a pair of shoulder straps and collar badges. Then, following the order of the company commander Ge Hongtao, everyone turned around, faced each other in pairs, and put on the shoulder straps and collar badges symbolizing the rank of private for their comrades with a blessing smile.

"I am... a soldier, I swear!"

"I swear!"

Under the leadership of Ge Hongtao, more than one hundred privates wearing brand new epaulettes raised their right hands and solemnly swore an oath facing the military flag in the air.

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On the other side, 228 kilometers away was the headquarters of the th Regiment and the office of the regiment commander.

The regiment commander and the political commissar have received the list of new recruits sent by their subordinates.

Also sent in at the same time was an application for the third-class merit, which was jointly signed by the company commander of the recruit company Ge Hongtao, the instructor of the recruit company Lu Ming, the platoon leader of the first recruit platoon Zhao Hongbin, and the squad leader of the fifth squad Li Gang.

The assignment of new recruits is always full of wrangling every year. I finally have some free time and I’ll delay it for as long as I can.

With this idea in mind, the regiment commander and the political commissar tacitly opened the document regarding the application for the third-class merit first.

After a quick glance, the political commissar closed the document and put it aside, asking, "Old Zheng, this third-class merit..."

The two have been partners for so many years, Zheng Xingguo naturally knew what he meant. After thinking for a while, he said, "Although Jiang Chen already has a second-class merit, a merit is a merit. He earned the second-class merit with his own ability, so there is nothing to say about it.

Now the same goes for this third-class merit!"

"His performance and achievements in the recruit company are more than worthy of a third-class merit!"

Listening to his old partner's words, the political commissar pondered for a moment and nodded.

For a new recruit, especially one who has already won a second-class merit, it would be too eye-catching to be awarded a third-class merit.

But as the team leader Zheng Xingguo just said.

Merit is merit!

Jiang Chen earned the second-class merit by risking his life with his own ability.

Although there may be some element of luck involved, without absolute merit as a basis, it would be impossible for the higher-ups to award him a second-class medal of honor for no reason.

The conditions for the recruit company to make meritorious service are clearly stated. Anyone who can meet the requirements can receive the third-class merit.

Two years ago, Jiang Zhou successfully won a third-class merit award because of his excellent assessment results.

That doesn’t make sense. Now that it’s Jiang Chen’s turn, just keep it.

Judging from their assessment results alone, Jiang Chen's performance was no worse than Jiang Zhou's two years ago, and in some projects he even exceeded it.

For example, live-fire shooting.

This is unacceptable and unconvincing.

Therefore, after a brief discussion, the regiment commander and the political commissar quickly reached a consensus.

The issue of the third-class merit is easy to solve, but what really gives them a headache is the issue of assigning new recruits to companies.

Just then, the regiment commander and the political commissar had just finished discussing the issue of the third-class merit, and before they could even open another document on the table to take a look, the chief of staff, who had just received the news, came to them.

Looking at Chief of Staff Feng who refused to leave the office, the regiment commander and the political commissar looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Just when I was worrying, there was knock on the office door again.

"report!"

Hearing the sound coming from outside the door, Zheng Xingguo couldn't help but twitching his eyes.

He knew who was outside the door just by listening to the voice without looking.

Who else could it be besides Lei Dapao, the tough guy? !

Last time, Zheng Xingguo escaped quickly and the political commissar helped him take the blame, but now he can't escape anymore.

"Come in!" Zheng Xingguo rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and shouted unhappily.

"Captain!"

"political commissar!"

When Lei Zhenjun entered the room, he saluted and greeted the two leaders first, then looked at the chief of staff next to him.

"The Chief of Staff is here too."

Feng Yao glanced at this guy and snorted coldly, "Why, you can come but I can't?"

"Hehe, look at what you said. You are the chief of staff of the entire 228th Regiment. You can go wherever you want. How dare I, a battalion commander, have any objection?" Lei Dapao responded neither softly nor harshly.

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