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Chapter 470 He is flying on the obstacle course! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

".Who the hell is going crazy again? The second one or the fourth one?"

"Bringing people out for drill so early, could it be an emergency assembly that has been going on all night?"

There is no need to say much about Zhao Weihong's ability in giving commands. His voice is loud and clear, and the voice of one person is enough to rival that of an entire company.

In addition, the 446th Regiment’s base was not large, and the military bugle played from the loudspeaker in front of the main building could be heard even at the entrance of the camp.

Although Zhao Weihong's voice was not as loud as a loudspeaker, his slogans were loud enough for half of the camp to hear clearly.

Many company commanders were awakened from their sleep, cursing and running to the windows to look out to see if the fourth or second company commander, the two "madmen" recognized by the whole regiment, had done anything weird again.

When they saw the golden figure bathed in sunlight running on the uneven roads in the camp, countless officers and other soldiers who were awakened from their sleep fell into a brief state of confusion.

".Who the hell is this?"

"There's still half an hour before the drill, right? Why are they already shouting slogans?"

That's still relatively polite.

He was rude and had already opened the window, cursing at Zhao Weihong's brisk figure!
"Which company is this guy from? He wants it so early in the morning."

"Hush! Hush!"

"This seems to be the new trainee platoon leader of the Second Company. He just arrived yesterday!"

Hearing this, the old sergeant, whose sweet dream was disturbed, did not improve his attitude at all. Instead, he became even angrier.

"Trainee platoon leader? What's wrong?"

"Don't mention that he is just an intern now. Even if he really becomes a platoon leader, I will..."

"He is still a first-class hero."

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"He also won the Military World Games championship. We watched his documentary two years ago."

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The old sergeant with two crutches and two guns blinked, then without any hesitation, he immediately came back to the window and said to Zhao Weihong who was looking at him with an indignant look on his face!
"Which little bastard just spoke rudely to Platoon Leader Zhao? Wait and see how I'll deal with you!"

"Hey! Good morning, Platoon Leader Zhao!"

From a distance, he nodded to the enthusiastic old sergeant.

Zhao Weihong continued to run around the camp at a brisk pace.

When Zhao Weihong first arrived yesterday, he discovered that the road conditions of the 446th Regiment were very poor. The areas behind the main building, such as the vegetable fields and breeding farms, were even dirt roads, and there was a steep slope of about meters.

Accustomed to running on flat ground, this sudden slope really gave Zhao Weihong a novel feeling. To put it bluntly, running on flat ground is much more enjoyable!
Moreover, the thick feeling of the dirt road under your feet with every step is by no means comparable to that of plastic tracks and concrete roads.

Zhao Weihong even felt the heaviness of her legs for the first time in a long time, especially when rushing up the slope. Her legs and every cell in her lungs were working at full speed. The feeling was both sour and refreshing!

This made Zhao Weihong feel like "letting go" and she wanted to shout a few words from time to time to liven up the atmosphere!

Zhao Weihong did exactly that.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but this time Zhao Weihong shouted when she passed by the entrance of the regiment headquarters building.

This time, the middle-aged Wei Tao and Wu Fengxu were both woken up.

The two officers who were discussing how to "increase the intensity" of Zhao Weihong yesterday were now standing silently by the window, speechless for a moment.

"Old Wei, you are right."

"Training is a complete pleasure for this kid!"

There was a hint of relief in Wu Fengxu's voice.

Because he discovered something wrong from Zhao Weihong's actions at that moment.

"But look at this kid's attitude."

"Let him train, yes."

"But if he is asked to train with the team, or even go on errands like a new soldier, doing cleaning, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it so easily!"

"That's normal. People with abilities have tempers, and people with tempers are very proud."

"It's probably not that easy to get such a proud person to give up his eccentricity and return to the ordinary people!"

"Old Wei, Old Wei? Are you saying something?"

Facing Wu Fengxu's self-absorbed sighs and continuous calls, the team leader Wei Tao seemed to be unaware. He just looked at Zhao Weihong, who got up early and walked briskly, with a look that was mixed with three parts of appreciation, three parts of relief, and three parts of love.

This is what the new generation of officers should be like!
Regardless of whether they are officers or soldiers, in the final analysis, they are all soldiers who are ready to go to fight at any time.

Strong physical fitness and military qualities are the skills that every soldier needs to survive!

As for the outstanding qualities of Zhao Weihong, Wei Tao really likes her very much!
In other words, no military leader could resist the "temptation" from Zhao Weihong!

"Old Wei!"

at last.

Faced with Wu Fengxu's somewhat hysterical roar, Wei Tao finally came back to his senses and said something quite meaningful.

"Arrogant? That's normal."

"Which capable soldier is not arrogant?"

"But if you want to be a good cadre and lead the troops well, the ability that Xiao Zhao has shown now is not enough."

"Old Wu, maybe we are both wrong."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengxu, who was wearing pajamas, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed Wei Tao's words.

"What do you mean?"

Wei Tao was seen standing by the window, with his hands behind his back, intently watching Zhao Weihong passing by the main building again. He exuded an "unfathomable" aura.

"The commander's instructions do not mean that he has any objection to Xiao Zhao, nor does it mean that anyone wants to fight with the commander!"

"But he realized it was Xiao Zhao. Hmm."

Wei Tao, who was not good at picking out words, frowned with difficulty and thought for a long time before he came up with an appropriate description.

"I noticed that Xiao Zhao had some 'floating in the sky' problems, so I asked him to come to us to calm down."

"So that Xiao Zhao can come down from the 'sky' and get his feet on the ground?"

In the end, Wei Tao still used an inappropriate wording.

But as a partner for many years, Wu Fengxu still understood what Wei Tao meant.

"Hiss, don't say that!"

"Now that you put it like that, it seems like it might be possible!"

"right?"

With the recognition from his partner, Wei Tao became more determined in his judgment!
"It's so hard to get a new student, and he's a great talent!"

"Why would the commander target him for no reason? It doesn't make sense!"

"It must be what I said, no doubt about it!"

"Let's follow your idea. We'll observe for half a month and then report to the commander to find out what he thinks!"

Hearing this, Wu Fengxu nodded without any hesitation.

"Okay, I agree!"

Although the sun had just risen, giving people the impression that Zhao Weihong had gotten up very early, in fact, only about 20 minutes after Zhao Weihong's first slogan, the melodious wake-up call began to echo in the camp.

This is the unique daily routine in the southwest region.

In the morning, the sun rises a little later than in the north, but not too much later. Only people like Zhao Weihong who have lived in the north for a long time can notice this difference.

But at night, the gap between the north and the south suddenly became apparent.

In the summer in the north, six or seven o'clock is considered "evening".

But in Shuzhou, let alone six o'clock, even seven o'clock is still broad daylight!

The southwest region seems to have no concept of "evening". The sky may be bright a few minutes ago, but it will turn into dark night a few minutes later.

For this reason, there are very significant differences in the daily schedules of the northern and southern troops.

The most obvious example is that for troops located in the southwest, such as the 446th Regiment, the lights-out time is set at 347 o'clock every night, which is a full hour later than northern troops such as the th Regiment.

Correspondingly, the 446th Regiment's morning wake-up time and lunch break are both half an hour longer than those of the 347th Regiment, which is equivalent to making up for this one-hour rest time from other places.

This is also the reason why Zhao Weihong came out to do exercises alone.

The "biological clock" developed over the years reminds Zhao Weihong that it is time to exercise.

But everyone else in the class is still sleeping soundly, so Zhao Weihong has to do the exercises alone, right?
When the Red Second Company lined up in front of the dormitory building with sleepy eyes.

What they saw was Zhao Weihong, who was sweating profusely and looked as if he had been fished out of the water.

"report!"

"Enter the queue!"

After saying that, the fifth squad leader who was on duty was about to point out Zhao Weihong's position in the queue, but he saw Zhao Weihong very naturally run to the empty position to the right of the first squad leader.

In a row of its own.

Seeing this, the squad leader of Class 5 opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

In fact, according to queue discipline, there was nothing wrong with Zhao Weihong's position, which was exactly where a "platoon leader" should be.

But, strictly speaking, Zhao Weihong is not a platoon leader yet.

And because he was a "non-staff member", Zhao Weihong should stand at the end of the class, which is the corner of the entire row.

Squad leader Five also wanted to "remind" Zhao Weihong about this matter.

But seeing that the two main officers of the Second Company did not express their opinions and allowed Zhao Weihong to stand in the position symbolizing the identity of "first platoon leader", what else could the Fifth Squad Leader say?

Just pretend you didn’t see it!
From beginning to end.

Zhao Weihong had a faint smile on his face, and he even nodded in response to the squad leader who couldn't help but look at him.

The squad leader standing next to Zhao Weihong couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.

Did Zhao Weihong make such a move subconsciously or did she do it intentionally?
No one could tell the squad leader the answer.

But Zhao Weihong has already demonstrated his attitude through practical actions.

He can train, drill and do cleaning like a new soldier.

You can also cooperate with the squad leader and even the two main officers of the Red Second Company.

But there is a premise.

He, Zhao Weihong, is currently the trainee platoon leader of a platoon, and no one can deny this identity!
Report to the company duty officer and arrange for duty duty
After a series of morning roll call procedures, the Second Red Company welcomed a new day.

Everything seemed no different from yesterday, just like the days they had experienced in the past.

But the tall and straight figure that stood between the two chief officers and the duty officer was a silent reminder to everyone in the Second Red Company.

Today’s Red Second Company.

There has been a "subtle" change.

The morning exercises of the Second Red Company did not have any special features, just ordinary running with equipment.

Running is not so difficult, after all, the whole company is running together, so we can’t slow down or speed up.

It can be started as equipment training.

Everyone in the Red Second Company witnessed Zhao Weihong's terrifying equipment level!

It's like flying on the horizontal bar!

It was really flying, making big loops one after another, which stunned the two main officers of the Red Second Company!

Although their physical fitness is among the best among the cadres.

But the giant swing on the horizontal bar is still the "highest realm" that they can never reach!

Not to mention that Zhao Weihong did the big loop as easily as eating or drinking water.
However, there is still some strength left.

But Zhao Weihong did not "stay" on the horizontal bar.

After doing just 20 simple loops, he calmly walked back to his "platoon leader position" amid the amazement and admiration of the crowd.

It seemed as if Zhao Weihong had done nothing.

But the respect that the first row and even the entire Red Second Company had for Zhao Weihong was silently established during this morning exercise.

This is the universal principle in the military, and this is how the military respects the “strong”.

After returning to the dormitory, Zhao Weihong simply washed up, then took the initiative to find the squad leader and spoke to him in a friendly manner.

"Monitor."

"Hey! Here! Platoon leader, please don't call me squad leader, that's insulting me!"

"You can either call me squad leader or call me by my full name, Wang Fei!"

"I have another nickname, Wang Dare. You can call me Platoon Leader, but don't call me Squad Leader!"

Looking at Wang Fei, he was extremely frightened because of a casual name he called him.

Zhao Weihong smiled faintly and changed his address as he was advised.

"Well, squad leader, you should have heard the instructions from the company commander and instructor yesterday."

"My health department, please make arrangements now."

"This"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fei was immediately in trouble.

Not to mention cadres.

Even squad leaders like Wang Fei and other non-commissioned officers in the squad who are in their fourth year will no longer be responsible for cleaning. It is all the job of the new recruits and veterans.

This is the current situation at the vast majority of grassroots organizations.

After all, it would not be appropriate if the squad leader or deputy squad leader spent the whole day cleaning toilets with their butts sticking out, while the new recruits, who are most responsible for setting rules, do nothing.

For example, cadres are doing sanitation.
In Wang Fei’s nine years of military service, he had never heard of or seen anything like it!

After thinking for a moment, Wang Fei gritted his teeth and spoke tentatively to Zhao Weihong.

"Platoon leader, you are joking!"

"There are so many people in the class, how can it be your turn to clean up?"

(End of this chapter)