Special Years

Cheng Hao crossed the finish line, and he didn't know whether it was because he had not trained for a long time or because his confidence was completely defeated by Dedeham, his face was ashen.

Zhang Jianxing raised the stopwatch in his hand.

"One minute, thirty-six seconds, thirty-two!"

There was a difference of nearly eleven seconds between the two!

In the 400-meter obstacle, this is the gap between one order of magnitude and another, and it is not on the same level at all.

Cheng Hao lost.

Lost completely, there is no suspense!

There was a wave of applause from the recruits all around.

Zhang Jianxing said with a smile, "Adai, you can do it!"

Dedham stood on the sidelines, and said with a shy face: "I've regressed, I've regressed, and my condition is not as good as before."

Zhang Jianxing said: "Adai, can you be more modest? Be humble and you will die?"

Dedeham laughed loudly: "I also want to keep a low profile, but his strength doesn't allow it!"

Hearing the words, the recruits in the second row applauded desperately again.

Walking to Cheng Hao, Dedeham looked down at the sergeant in front of him.

"How? Have you accepted it? If you don't agree, you can continue to choose one."

Cheng Hao lowered his head, half squatted on the ground, gasping for breath.

After a long while, he said in a low voice, "I lose, I accept it."

Dai Dehan stopped laughing and said sternly: "Cheng Hao, I'm not doing this to humiliate you, nor to prove myself in front of everyone, I don't need it, I have already proved myself in the age of a soldier, I just want to tell you something."

Cheng Hao slowly raised his head and looked up at Dadehan, the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Dadehan thought for a while, then squatted down and faced Cheng Hao face to face.

"There are always setbacks in human life, and everyone makes mistakes. Soldiers are not saints. It is normal to do wrong things. But if you do wrong and give up on yourself, then you are wrong. What is a soldier? There is no indomitable spirit, You also wear this military uniform?!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tugged at Cheng Hao's military rank with two thick, two thin and three yellow bars on his shoulder.

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Cheng Hao finally couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and cried aloud.

Everyone was stunned.

No one thought that Cheng Hao, who had always been proud of his temper, would actually cry in public.

The recruits in the team began to riot, and the chatter became more and more like an infectious disease.

Battalion Commander Teng Wenji waved the belt in his hand and shouted loudly, "Go back to wash up, the morning exercise is over today! Don't watch it! What's so beautiful!"

Each platoon and class began to gather the teams and took them away from the training ground.

When Dadehan and the others left, they suddenly slapped Cheng Hao in the face.

Snapped--

Cheng Hao suddenly stopped crying and looked at Dadeham in surprise.

"Cry a bird!" Dedeham scolded: "Soldiers can bleed, get injured, and even sacrifice! But they can't cry! Don't be cowardly! Don't admit defeat! Tears are for women, not soldiers! Understand! ?"

Cheng Hao's head drooped down again and nodded slightly.

"Answer me! Do you understand!?"

"Understand……"

"Speak louder! Don't answer me like a bitch, in front of me is Cheng Hao, the deputy of the sixth squad, the second row of the third battalion, not the big girl Cheng Hao! Tell me, do you understand!?"

"Understood! I understand! Platoon leader!" Cheng Hao stood up abruptly, rubbed the corners of his eyes a few times with his sleeves, and shook off his snot, and stood at attention.

Dai Dehan stood up, nodded in relief, and stretched out his hand to fasten the top button of Cheng Hao Zuo's training uniform: "Right, this is what a soldier looks like! Remember, you'll still have it all your life, even if you don't develop in the army, come back. You also have to face failures and mistakes when you go there, remember my words from the platoon leader, don’t be cowardly, don’t cry, tears belong to women!”

Cheng Hao nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

"Okay, now that you know everything, give me a good job for the rest of the year." Dedham looked at Cheng Hao and said, "Go back to training!"

"Yes!" Cheng Hao raised his chest and saluted.

……

The second platoon leader, Dai Dehan, became famous in the first battle, and even the recruits with the second platoon felt that their faces were related. When they went out to fetch water or take a shower and encountered other platoons, when they asked them, they would puff out their chests and say that they belonged to the second platoon, like A proud little rooster.

Now it's not just the third battalion, even the regiment knows about it.

It is said that the head of the regiment, Wei Xuefeng, laughed out loud after hearing this, and said several times, "Not bad, this Adai is really good!"

The head of the regiment, Wei Xuefeng, was one of the few people who was awarded the honorary title of "Battle Hero" in the counterattack but survived. He was still the squad leader back then. of Vietnamese soldiers.

In this group, everyone knows that Wei Xuefeng never praises others easily.

It's harder to get his praise than to buy a sports lottery jackpot.

In fact, from the solemn point of view, he is different from the other recruits in the platoon.

Dai Dehan became famous, and solemnly felt that it was not a good thing.

This matter, he talked to other comrades in arms when he was chatting.

At that time, Guo Xiangyang asked Zhuang Yan with a bewildered face: "The platoon leader is so powerful that we should be his soldiers. It's good to have a bright face. Why do you think Zhuang Yan is not a good thing?"

Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes, threw two sanitary **** to Guo Xiangyang, poked Guo Xiangyang's temple with one index finger, and said with hatred on his face: "Old Guo~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You think with your toes. Think, the platoon leader is so awesome, and the sixth squad deputy is also the best, I heard that our squad leader Yin is said to be not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is a master, and his requirements must be high..."

Having said that, he poked his temple again.

"Understood? We're in a big disaster!"

These words, of course, attracted Xu Xingguo's contempt.

"Solemnly, don't spread negative thoughts in the class all day long. It's okay if you're afraid of hardship and fatigue, and you even encourage your comrades..."

"Comrade Xu Typical!" Bickering, Xu Xingguo will never be a solemn opponent, the latter immediately looked wronged, like a modern version of Dou E: "Your family runs a hat shop, right? Why do you put your mouth on my head? Hat? When did I encourage my comrades in arms? I said that I was in a disaster? I said that my training level is not good enough?"

His rogue-like **** made Xu Xingguo unable to resist, so he could only stare blankly.

Thinking about it carefully, this solemn really did not encourage others to do anything.

Xu Xingguo's loss in his mouth was decided.

But no matter how powerful the solemn mouth is, it actually has no effect on the status quo.

This kind of field army has always been a place to fight hard and fight hard, and a place to worship the strong.

Just like Dai Dehan and Cheng Hao had a conflict, no need to talk about other nonsense, just practice on the training ground.

Simple! direct! rough!

But it is very effective.

Just like Zhuang Yan, no matter how many times Xu Xingguo beat Xu Xingguo in his mouth, as long as Xu Xingguo said, "Is there a way for us to compete on the training ground?"

So solemn and immediately had to admit counsel.

Speaking of this five-kilometer off-road, it really made Zhuang Yan suffer enough, and the pain was unbearable.