Chapter 138 Squad leader, I can still go! (1/3 ask for a monthly ticket)
Dai Yuni finally contacted Jian Jinchuan through Yang Shihan and several other connections.
After knowing that Yang Qian had lost contact for several days, Jian Jinchuan also became anxious. He was also worried that something had happened to Yang Qian, so he quickly inquired about Yang Qian's situation through director Wang Wen.
However, this was already the next day!
"Xiao Dai, this is my fault. I didn't make it clear to Director Wang Wen. In fact, at first we just wanted Xiao Yang to go to an ordinary company to train the formation and feel the atmosphere of the military camp. Unexpectedly, there was a communication problem.
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Jian Jinchuan invited Dai Yuni to drink morning tea, and stood up a little guiltily, personally pouring tea for Dai Yuni who had just sat down.
Although Dai Yuni grew up in Shanghai, she has followed her father since she was a child and is well-informed. She even knows the relatively strong tea-drinking style in Guangdong Province. She made a fist with her five fingers, the center of the fist facing down, and gently
Knock on the table to express the gratitude of the younger generation to the elders.
"Now Yang Qian has been assigned to train with a relatively elite special operations force. Of course, don't worry, there is no danger to his life. They will not let Yang Qian go on missions. It's just that the training will be more difficult than other troops..."
After Jian Jinchuan sat down, he continued to explain.
"How hard is it? Why can't we contact them now? Are they not allowed to use mobile phones?"
Dai Yuni didn't care about drinking tea, and she wasn't interested in the exquisite refreshments on the table. She just wanted to know if Yang Qian was okay now.
"It's not that they are not allowed to use mobile phones. It's just that they are currently doing outdoor training and have been outside for the past few days, but their mobile phones have been left in the camp, so they have no chance to get them."
Jian Jinchuan's words not only failed to relieve Dai Yuni's anxiety, but actually deepened her worries.
"Teacher Jian, why does training take so long? Are they all in the wild? It's winter now, and it's very cold outside at night. How can we do it in the wild? Will they freeze?"
Dai Yuni still vividly remembered the feeling of being blown away by the cold wind outside when she walked out of the terminal yesterday.
Yang Qian was in the wild with no shelter around him. Wouldn't the cold wind be even more pervasive?
Dai Yuni couldn't care about other things. All she could think about now was Yang Qian, and all she cared about in her heart was her brother Qian.
"It's unlikely that he will suffer from frostbite. They have all the equipment for training, including individual tents and sleeping bags, so you don't have to worry about it at night. What I'm more worried about is whether he can bear it. That's four days of training..."
Although Jian Jinchuan has retired from the army, he also has a certain understanding of these things. Knowing that Yang Qian is following a group of special forces who are experts in wilderness survival, there should be no big problem.
But listening to the four days and two hundred kilometers of training, Jian Jinchuan was speechless. He had never tried such high-intensity training before when he was a soldier.
It's not that I can't understand that the training of special forces must be much more intense than that of their art soldiers, but Yang Qian is not a special forces!
Seeing Dai Yuni's worried look, he comforted her:
"Xiao Dai, don't worry, their training should be almost over today. I have asked Director Wang Wen to coordinate to see if Yang Qian can be trained with an ordinary company, or if he can finish his military training early...
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Yang Qian didn't know that the teachers and friends in the city were trying their best to "rescue" him and save him from the dire straits of the steel gun company training.
Now, he no longer has so much energy to think about other things.
While Dai Yuni was having morning tea with Jian Jinchuan and waiting for news, Yang Qian was in the ravine outside Yangcheng, walking on the mountain road with a cane, his legs moving mechanically and heavily, dragging his tired body, trying hard
Follow the teammates in front and work hard to complete this training mission.
But to be honest, traveling two hundred kilometers in four days was not only a great test for Yang Qian, but also a very difficult training for the special forces soldiers of the Steel Gun Company!
Especially since they carried 30 kilograms of weight and each of them helped Yang Qian bring some supplies.
Yang Qian was really traveling lightly now. He had been unable to keep up since yesterday and kept falling behind. Everyone continued to share the less than ten kilograms of weight left on him.
Even the rifle hanging around his neck and the kettle filled with clean warm water were taken over by Peng Jihong and Tong Huashun, who were in the strongest physical condition. Tong Huashun also helped Yang Qian, whose legs were shaking and crumbling, from time to time, fearing that he would
You will fall down while walking on the mountainous road!
But even Tong Huashun and Peng Jihong were almost silent now. Beads of sweat kept rolling down their foreheads and falling on the towels wrapped around their necks.
They didn't feel comfortable either. The heavy backpacks made them feel like ants carrying a mountain on their backs. Even their abundant physical energy was worn away by the long and continuous mountain road.
"You go up and take the lead."
Squad leader Wu Shudong didn't say anything, he just patted the brother behind him, and the other brother understood the situation and stepped forward, acting as the vanguard to lead the way and fight against the mountain wind.
Wu Shudong stood on the side of the team, panting, silently watching his comrades pass by with their heads raised hard and their tired eyes shining with perseverance.
Everyone was tired. In order to catch up with the gap between them and other classes, they stayed until past nine o'clock in the evening before finding a place to camp.
Originally, Yang Qian would sing for everyone during the night off. Firstly, he wanted to practice singing, and secondly, everyone liked to hear him sing, and Yang Qian even taught everyone how to sing.
But everyone simply replenished their supplies, and except for the soldiers who needed to be on guard duty, everyone else fell into a deep sleep.
I slept until six in the morning.
He usually wakes up earlier, but in order to let his comrades rest well and recover more strength to cope with the difficult trek in the last leg, Wu Shudong also let them sleep for half an hour longer.
But I couldn’t get back from the fatigue that had accumulated for several days.
In particular, their pace is not slow at all. Even now that everyone's physical fitness has reached the limit, Wu Shudong still requires taking turns to take the lead and maintain a fast marching speed, not to grind slowly.
"Monitor, please rest for half an hour! Brother Qian can't walk anymore."
Tong Huashun walked at the end, and he made a suggestion to the monitor.
Wu Shudong had arranged to rest before, but today he did not.
"Twelve kilometers left."
Wu Shudong checked the map in his mind to know how far away the destination was.
Twelve kilometers, according to their usual pace, is not a problem at all, but now everyone is tired, and there is Yang Qian who is walking slower and slower.
Of course, Wu Shudong had no objection to Yang Qian.
Although Yang Qian's performance was mediocre no matter what, even if he was taught the fighting skills in the army, Yang Qian didn't seem to have any talent. Qiu Shipeng, a student soldier in the second class, learned faster than Yang Qian.
Obviously, if there was a real selection, Yang Qian would not be able to enter the special forces due to his hard work attitude.
But after all, Yang Qian is just a singer, an ordinary person who comes to the army to train for two weeks and then leaves to live a normal life.
He can show the same resilience as his comrades, and he never complains about hardship or tiredness, but silently works hard to complete the training tasks he has given him. This is far beyond Wu Shudong's imagination!
In this training session, Wu Shudong's recognition and appreciation of Yang Qian reached its peak.
Wu Shudong felt it was very hard to train for four days and 200 kilometers. Yang Qian was earlier than everyone else. At the end of the second day, he reached the limit of his physical fitness.
But Yang Qian still didn't give up and persisted until the fourth day.
For everyone, in the end there is only a competition of willpower, a competition between oneself and oneself!
But in Wu Shudong's view, Yang Qian has overfulfilled his task and far surpassed himself.
"Monitor, I can still leave!"
Yang Qian tried hard to use the crutches to prevent his sore legs from bending.
"Well, then keep going and make it through the last ten miles!"
"If we rest now, we will definitely not be able to get up if we sit down!"
"If you want to return to the company at noon and have a hot meal, just work harder with me!"
Wu Shudong clapped his hands, seemingly to boost morale, but in fact these words were meant for Yang Qian.
Indeed, Yang Qian's body was at the end of its strength. He sat down to rest. I'm afraid he couldn't lift his legs even if he didn't rest for a day and a half.
Then let alone continue!
It's better to hold on to this energy and walk the remaining ten kilometers.
Of course, for four days of training, it’s not a problem to arrive at night.
But the special forces troops never regard "qualification" as the standard for reaching the standard!
If they want to do it, they must be excellent!
Soldiers are so valuable and so fast that they can be like a magic weapon descending from the sky and "kill the enemy by surprise", so why do they need to wait slowly and consume all the expected time?
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Yang Qian didn't know how he persisted. Anyway, he finally heard the cheers in front of him in a daze, and a temporary military camp appeared on the roadside one kilometer away.
But when he arrived at the place, he couldn't cheer anymore, so he threw his crutch aside and collapsed on the ground.
The others were okay, just like when he climbed the barbed wire fence until he almost fainted, they came over one by one, smiled and touched his head, patted his shoulder, expressing approval and encouragement.
However, Yang Qian, who was only panting and giggling, didn't notice that at the registration desk, Zou Chunyong and Wu Shudong were standing there talking, and looking at Yang Qian from time to time.