There was no suspense in the shooting competition. The event I participated in was shooting from a kneeling position at a distance of 200 meters. The person in front was Liu Yiyuan, the company commander of the sixth regiment that won the championship last year. I was arranged to appear last. Because of our regiment leader’s The confidentiality work is done very well, and other groups don't even know that people like me exist.
Watching Liu Yiyuan almost complete the process of raising the gun, aiming and shooting with model movements, "Pah...Pah...Pah!" After five shots were fired, the target reporter raised the red flag: "Forty-six rings!" This was my best result before I took the field, and others seemed to think that he was the winner.
When Liu Yiyuan returned to the queue, I was speechless and said something polite: "Your shooting is really accurate." Company Commander Liu glanced at me, a nobody, and said, "You can achieve the same results as me if you practice for a few more years." I turned over. He rolled his eyes, and before he could reply, the range inspector called out: "Shen La, get out of line! Start shooting."
I raised the rifle and stared at the target in trance. The process was not repeated. After five shots, the target operator was silent for a short time (it seems to be a common practice). Under the urging of the range inspector, the target operator still hesitated. Yu shouted: "Fifty rings"
The queue of players behind me was noisy. After the results were reported, there was a hint of a small explosion on the rostrum. Sure enough, a group of people walked off the stage. The leader looked very familiar to me. He seemed to be the leader of our team. Standing next to him, with the rank of lieutenant general, he is the deputy commander of the military region!
The target reporter had already brought the target over. After the deputy commander personally inspected it, he called our group leader and whispered a few words. After a few words, our group leader's smiling face turned into a bitter smile. I I listened for a few words with my ears open, and then vaguely heard the words "guns and ten rings" and "your group will be blind in vain".
Finally, the deputy commander spoke to me: "Your name is Shen La? This young man is a good shooter. He will do well in the army." He glanced at my rank of private, frowned and said, "Not even a non-commissioned officer?" We The regiment commander interrupted and explained: "He is a new recruit and has not yet reached the age to be promoted to sergeant."
"Then let's make an exception. First be promoted to noncommissioned officer, and then be recommended to the military academy." The deputy commander spoke. I felt happy. It seemed that I had broken the curse of the Shen family not being able to go to the military academy. Unexpectedly, the deputy commander came again. After eating it, he vomited: "It still doesn't work. Xiao Shen is a practical talent. If he goes to a military school to learn command, his talent will be in vain."
Before I could feel cold, someone from the crowd who came down spoke: "Why don't you send him to me? My threshold is high, so I can't bury his talent, but at the same time, I can properly promote his military rank." I turned my face. After taking a look, a major general was smiling to the deputy commander.
"No." Unexpectedly, the deputy commander looked at the major general and shook his head: "You are not from our military region, why are you taking advantage of this?" The major general laughed: "Don't say that, Commander Zheng (I only know that he is the deputy commander of the military region) Commander, I really don’t know his last name), am I not here to help you select talents? Besides, I know that you are setting up a special agent battalion directly under the military region. Otherwise, I will ask my people to come to your place and help you train half of them. Months?”
The old lieutenant general squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, seeming to be calculating whether the deal was worth it. Someone behind Deputy Commander Zheng whispered a few words in his ear, and he chuckled after hearing this, and turned to the major general and said: "I heard that Nine In August, you have a group of people who want to be discharged from the army and change jobs? Don't be in a hurry to retire. Let them come to our military region and stay for another two years. Then I will give them two levels of promotion, and it will be good for them when they change jobs. What do you think? "
The major general smiled slightly after hearing this and said without any hesitation: "No problem, they will rely on you, Commander Zheng, to worry about it." "Why bother? It's called a win-win, a win-win, haha." It seemed that Deputy Commander Zheng got a big deal.
I didn't interrupt, and watched helplessly as I was being changed hands. The shooting competition was the last event of the competition, and the Major General seemed to be afraid that Deputy Commander Zheng would regret it, so he rushed off without attending the final results announcement and awards ceremony.
He took me away. As a digression, my shooting results that day were cancelled. Company Commander Liu Yiyuan won the championship in the shooting competition. However, when the awards were presented, Company Commander Liu refused to go on stage to receive the award because he had heat stroke.
After leaving the competition venue, I was taken directly to the airport. Because I left in a hurry, all my personal belongings were left at the regiment headquarters. Although they were not worth a few dollars, it would be troublesome to buy them again. I originally wanted to ask for leave and go back to get them, but
As soon as he told me the reason for asking for leave, he was stopped by a lieutenant colonel who was accompanying him: "Don't ask for those things of yours. I will compensate you in the future."
Five hours later, the plane landed at the Capital Airport. When I got off the plane, I found three off-road vehicles with military license plates parked on the runway. "Get in the car," the major general said, patting me on the shoulder.
Along the way, the major general's phone was never disconnected (his phone is on the military band, which does not conflict with the civilian band and can also be used on airplanes). The few people accompanying him were also busy with their own affairs, and I couldn't get in at all.
Mouth. This is the first time he has spoken to me.
After four hours of driving, I didn’t know where I was. Did I leave the capital? Could it be that I was in Hebei Province? It wasn’t until about 11 o’clock in the evening that the car drove into a military camp. I had some food.
After getting my things, I was arranged to sleep in the barracks for the night.
After waking up the next day, I was taken to an office. The owner of the office was the lieutenant colonel who accompanied the major general yesterday. Before speaking, the lieutenant colonel took out an envelope and said: "This five thousand yuan is the money you left in the former military area private office."
Compensation for items”
Five thousand! My heart tightened, and my hands were shaking slightly when I took the envelope. It’s not that I have no future, it’s just that I have never been exposed to so much money. I have only been in the army for a few days, and my monthly allowance is only a few hundred yuan.
The money is not enough for myself. During the Chinese New Year when I was a child, my grandfather gave me a hundred yuan as a gift, which was a huge sum of money in my eyes (it stayed warm in my pocket for a few days, and my mother had to take it back).
Later, I followed my third uncle for so many years. Although he was the deputy battalion commander, his monthly allowance was only a few dollars, and he had to send half of it back to his hometown to support my grandfather. The third uncle’s financial assets were kept in a drawer, and he told me
If you need money, just take it, but there is usually no place to spend money. We eat in the canteen all year round. In addition to occasionally improving our lives, they just buy me some clothes, shoes and socks. My third uncle is wearing the armed police uniform, which he is used to wearing.
No replacement is included.
After seeing me accept the envelope, the lieutenant colonel got down to business. The major general who asked me to leave was General Li Yunfei, the political commissar of the Chinese Special Forces Brigade. The lieutenant colonel himself was the squadron leader, and I was assigned to his subordinates. In other words, I
From now on, he has become a special forces soldier.
After he finished introducing the history and significance of our army's special forces, he began to talk about the topic that interested me: "Our special forces brigade is under full military control. Your military rank will be temporarily designated as second lieutenant. Your military rank will be re-evaluated after one year."
..." My third uncle was a lieutenant. I had only been in the army for three months and was already one level lower than him. Later I was promoted to captain and major (I had a small horizon and did not dare to think of a bigger officer). My third uncle was a lieutenant.
When I see you uncle, will I salute and shout "Hello, Chief" or something like that?
In this way, I started the life of a special forces soldier, but it was much more boring than I imagined. Every day was nothing but training. Thinking about it now, it was like a recruit training that drags a dog to death, even moving the bones here counts.
Not on.
I am not an immortal Xu Sanduo. Carrying 20 kilograms of weight every day for a five-kilometer cross-country trip is like killing me. After running less than two kilometers for the first time, I was so tired that I had reflux of food in my stomach. I lay on the side of the road and vomited white blood.
Mo, those who didn’t know better thought it was an epilepsy attack. What’s even worse is that after lunch every day, I have to hold up a rifle with a brick hanging on it and pose for two hours. I was so tired that I just cursed in my heart, the gun is for attacking the enemy.
Yes, it’s not to torture yourself.
Fortunately, I still have one hour of target practice every day, and that hour is basically my time to vent. After I finished my first target practice, the veterans who had laughed at me all day opened their mouths. This new recruit
Don’t you know how to hit Danzi except for ten rings?
Happiness is always short-lived. A month later, I was called to his office by the squadron leader. He threw me a report, which said that except for the shooting event, none of the training was passing, and it was far from the passing line.
There was still some distance between me and the boss. The squadron leader gave me a good scolding: "I'll give you another month. If you still fail, go back to your original unit!"
A month later, my grades still didn't change much. The squadron leader still said the same thing: "I'll give you another month. If you fail again, go back to your original unit!"
Three months later, I heard those words again: "I'll give you another month..."
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