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Chapter 484 This new platoon leader is really sick! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

Why does Zhao Weihong change her face so quickly?
Seeing Zhao Weihong suddenly become a different person, the three squad leaders were afraid to look him in the eye for a moment.

"Keep your head up!"

Accompanied by a sudden angry shout, Wang Fei and the other two felt as if they were electrocuted. They hurriedly raised their heads and looked at Zhao Weihong who was staring at them.

"Where's the momentum that just called for everyone to advance?"

"Why are you guys so discouraged after I put forward the standard?"

"What? Are you really going to ask me to take back my words?"

The words fell.

The third squad leader's eyes couldn't help but look at the sixth squad leader's internal affairs.

The quilt with sharp edges and the neat and wrinkle-free sheets look particularly pleasing to the eye.

As a squad leader.

The third squad leader knows only too well how much thought and effort is needed to carve out such a bed.

Even the most experienced non-commissioned officer would have to work hard for several months to polish the housekeeping bit by bit into this impeccable appearance.

Not to mention the soldiers in the class.

Even the third squad leader himself did not dare to say that he would be able to manage the housekeeping to the same level as the sixth squad leader in two months.

Not to mention Zhao Weihong's requirement that everyone in the row should meet this standard.
"Platoon leader, when I was a rookie, the Sixth Squad Leader was recognized as the model of housekeeping in our company and even the entire regiment."

"In two months, all the members of the class have reached the housekeeping level of the sixth squad leader. I dare not boast to you about this."

"But I can guarantee that from the third shift onwards, we will all go all out!"

"Even if we cannot meet your standards, Platoon Leader, all the soldiers in the third squad will do their best!"

The third squad leader is a typical Qilu man, with a strong build and an incredibly loud voice.

With this shout, he directly led the two main officers of the Red Second Company out from the company headquarters. They stood at the door and looked in the direction of the four of them.

Zhao Weihong also noticed the movement at the company entrance, but simply ignored the two highest-ranking cadres of the Red Second Company. Instead, he patted the shoulder of the third squad leader and spoke loudly with approval.

"it is good!"

"This is the spirit we soldiers should have!"

"Don't boast, don't make empty promises, seek truth from facts, and do your best to achieve your goals!"

"Third squad leader, you have this attitude, which makes you much better than those comrades who yell beforehand but back down when faced with difficulties!"

Li Sanqiang: “.”

Although Zhao Weihong did not name any names.

But Li Sanqiang always felt that Zhao Weihong's last words were directed at him.
To be honest, Li Sanqiang is not afraid of being scolded by Zhao Weihong.

How can a soldier never be scolded?
But he really couldn't stand this kind of vague, suggestive "cutting meat with a blunt knife."

"Platoon leader, I don't know about the others."

"But I, Li Sanqiang, never brag!"

Li Sanqiang stiffened his neck, and his whole body looked like an angry bull, breathing heavily through his nostrils.

"I, Li Sanqiang, put my words here."

"Until the end of winter training, there won't be anyone in Class 2 who will hold the platoon back!"

Li Sanqiang, who was slightly angry, did not notice it.

I, who was originally not very fond of Zhao Weihong, completely accepted the arrangements Zhao Weihong made for me after this brief conversation, and unknowingly began to move in the direction pointed out by Zhao Weihong.

If we add Wang Fei, who always obeys Zhao Weihong's orders.

Zhao Weihong has truly become the "leader" of the group.

"Have some backbone!"

"Then from now on, prove with your actions that you are worthy of the effort I put into you and the title of the sharp knife platoon!"

"Yes!"

After a response like thunder.

The three squad leaders turned around at the same time, ignoring the two confused officers at the company entrance, and left the dormitory angrily and walked towards the training ground.

Only Zhao Weihong nodded slightly to the two chief officers as a greeting when leaving the dormitory door.

Wait until Zhao Weihong's back completely disappeared from the dormitory door.

The two officers, who had just received the news that Guan Jiwu, the top leader of the 149th Division, was coming to the company to "live in the squad", suddenly collapsed on the stools weakly.

"It's over. It's all fucking over."

"Zhao Weihong alone is enough to make us feel uneasy. I didn't expect the commander to get involved!"

"This is going to cost us both our lives!"

Hear the words.

The instructor of the Red Second Company lit a cigarette tremblingly, took a few deep puffs, and then spoke as if he had calmed down.

"Don't worry about us for now."

"Looking at this situation, Zhao Weihong is going to conduct a large-scale military training in the first platoon."

"If the division commander comes, it's better to live in the first row."

"Do you think Zhao Weihong will also let the division commander participate in their large-scale military training?"

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silence.

Dead silence.

The captain of the Red Second Company, who had been complaining the previous second, now looked at his partner who had just come up with an "amazing idea" with a dull expression, his lips still trembling.

Do not!
This is not a concept!
With Zhao Weihong's temper, as long as Guan Jiwu dared to come and moved into a room.

Then he would definitely dare to let Guan Jiwu participate in a large-scale military training, and he would also conscientiously implement the eight-character policy that was once used on Zhao Weihong!
Treat everyone equally and be strict in everything!
All of a sudden!
The chief officer of the Red Second Company remembered the instructions given to him by Wei Tao and Wu Fengxu half a year ago, and remembered the scene when he asked the squad leader to treat him "equally" in front of Zhao Weihong. Then he suddenly let out a miserable howl!

"Hurry! Find a way! Contact the regiment commander and the political commissar!"

"You can live anywhere you want, but please don't come to our Red Second Company!"

"Otherwise, let's not plan for the New Year, but figure out how to write the transfer report!"

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And the other side.

Wang Fei and his two companions rushed back to the training ground in a menacing manner.

Seeing the three men coming back, some non-commissioned officers who were on good terms with them were ready to go up and find out what Zhao Weihong had taken them to do.

But seeing that the three of them looked like they were ready to eat someone, and then seeing Zhao Weihong following behind them, the group of non-commissioned officers gave up their original plan.

"Class 2! Gather here!"

Li Sanqiang was filled with rage and needed to release it on the training ground.

Even if there is no award for excellence, Li Sanqiang has to prove to Zhao Weihong why he is worthy of being the squad leader of the spearhead platoon!

It was under normal circumstances.

The group of people who just won first place in the half-month competition can relax a little.

It was impossible not to train, but at least I could rest for a while during the breaks, and watch with contentment as my comrades from other platoons cried and screamed under the drill of the squad leader.

But after the three squad leaders came back, the soldiers in the row felt like the sky had fallen!
"Stand still, everyone!"

"Isn't it just a few obstacles? Who are you showing off your half-dead behavior to?"

"Shut up! Don't let me see you move!"

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The three squad leaders all started cursing at the soldiers in their squad at the same time, and would find some faults to reprimand them even if there were no problems.

A row of soldiers stood in the queue feeling aggrieved, not daring to breathe, wondering who had offended our squad leader?

The moment this thought came to mind.

Someone immediately seemed to suddenly realize something and looked at the instigator of all this, the man who was walking towards the obstacle course.

Zhao Weihong!
Since all three classes in a row were called in for training, a track on the obstacle course was vacated.

At this moment, Zhao Weihong was standing at the starting point of the runway, facing the gaze of all the members of the Red Second Company.

After traveling all over the country for half a year, Zhao Weihong had training during this period, but he had not raced on the obstacle course for a long time.

It has been so long that Zhao Weihong herself can't remember when was the last time she stood at the starting point of the obstacle course.

After a few simple body stretches, Zhao Weihong casually looked around and finally locked onto a second-term non-commissioned officer holding a stopwatch.

"Comrade, can you please tell me the time?"

"Oh yes!"

Seeing that the other party agreed to help, Zhao Weihong gave him a very friendly smile and nodded.

Just looking at Zhao Weihong's current performance, no one would associate him with the "living father" who just scolded the three squad leaders like his grandsons.

"Platoon leader, are you ready?"

After Zhao Weihong nodded, the scolding sounds coming from Wang Fei and the other two near the venue suddenly stopped.

Standing on the obstacle course, Zhao Weihong seemed to possess some magical power and could easily become the focus of everyone's attention!
"Ready!" "Go!"

The moment when the second-term non-commissioned officer pressed the stopwatch hard.

Zhao Weihong's figure shot out like an arrow!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one in the Red Second Company would have believed it.

There are actually people in this world who can complete the first 100 meters of the 400-meter hurdles at the speed of a 100-meter sprint!

This "horrifying" scene, which was enough to make every soldier dumbfounded, actually appeared before the eyes of everyone in the Second Red Company!
Go around the pole, over the pile and across the deep pit!
When Zhao Weihong finally began to overcome the obstacles.

The crowd watching the scene realized that compared to the ridiculous speed, Zhao Weihong's skill and ease in passing the obstacles were also "terrifying!"

The "400-meter Hell Road" that the soldiers passed down from mouth to mouth, the most difficult obstacle stage, was as easy as walking on flat ground for Zhao Weihong!
No obstacle can slow down Zhao Weihong's speed.

No obstacle can stop Zhao Weihong!
The moment Zhao Weihong climbed up the high wall, the wooden wall fixed to the ground shook slightly because of Zhao Weihong's fierce movement, and let out a whine as if it could not bear the weight!
The soldiers watching seemed to have forgotten to blink. They all stared blankly at Zhao Weihong who crawled out of the low-pile net like a gecko and started the return stage of the 400-meter obstacle course.

Climb over high walls, go around low piles, and jump onto ladders!
After half a year.

Zhao Weihong proved with practical actions that he is still the holder of the military record for the 400-meter hurdles!
The moment when Zhao Weihong rushed back to the starting point.

The second-term non-commissioned officer swallowed his saliva and announced the numbers shown on the stopwatch to Zhao Weihong and everyone present in a slightly trembling voice!

"One minute and twenty-eight seconds forty-three.!"

The words fell.

Everyone looked at Zhao Weihong, who was breathing heavily, with awe, and then saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives!

After hearing the results announced by the second-term non-commissioned officers, Zhao Weihong immediately frowned and shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, obstacles. It's really useless to cram at the last minute!"

“Too many setbacks!”

Everyone in the Red Second Company: “.”

In the rather strange silence, Li Sanqiang, who was staring at Zhao Weihong, moved his mouth silently, and then broke the silence by shouting.

"Did you see it?"

"One or two people usually think they have good handicap scores!"

"That's what we call running an obstacle course, Platoon Leader. What you did is just crawling! To put it bluntly, it's crawling!"

"Wriggling like a maggot!"

"From today on, I don't care whether your grades are excellent or good!"

"As long as you don't reach our internal quota, you'll have to train yourself to death!"

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"Yes!"

Wang Fei and the third squad leader also took advantage of this opportunity to announce to their class members a series of ambitious goals aimed at achieving "all members advancing"!

However, the way they worded themselves was much gentler than that of Li Sanqiang, who was angry.

At this time, Zhao Weihong also walked to Wang Fei's side and cheerfully gave instructions to Wang Fei and the other two.

"Old Wang, you three are all veteran squad leaders, so I won't say much."

"But you have to pay attention to safety issues. Practice when you need to practice and rest when you need to rest."

"Combining work and rest!"

Even Wang Fei, who always respected Zhao Weihong, couldn't hold it in after hearing this. It took him a long time to squeeze out a word.

"It's the platoon leader."

Combine work and rest?
When you were pointing at our noses and scolding us in the dormitory, you didn't seem to want me to combine work and rest!

This guy is like a political commissar who wants others to count the money after selling it to him.
Think of this.

Wang Fei suddenly stopped what he was doing, and his vision became a little dazed.

It was not until this moment that Wang Fei realized that his platoon leader was not an "old cadre" who had worked in the army all his life.

He is a "new student" who has not yet officially graduated from the military academy!

Maybe it’s because Zhao Weihong’s performance is so “experienced” that people always subconsciously forget the cadet rank on his shoulders!
He stared at the military rank on Zhao Weihong's shoulder for a while with a complicated expression.

Wang Fei turned around and gave an order, announcing the "nightmare" of the entire squad. No, the entire row.

Officially begin!
What Zhao Weihong meant was actually very simple.

No matter how many people there are in a row, they must take the top few places in the company during the assessment!

Even if you are the youngest at the bottom of a row, you will be the top student in other rows!

Otherwise, how can we achieve the goal of “all employees are advanced”?

It's just that this kind of thing is easier said than done.

But if you want to achieve this, a row of soldiers will suffer a lot!
This was supposed to be a "relaxation session" after the assessment, but it suddenly turned into a terrifyingly intense "intensive training!"

When a row of soldiers returned to the dormitory with dazed expressions, changed their clothes, carried their backpacks, and prepared to face the next "ten kilometers of heavy mountain climbing".

"Zhao Weihong" directly became the three most hated words for a row of soldiers!
none of them!

This is not over yet.

After a row of soldiers finally managed to survive the sudden increase in intensity training in the afternoon.

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, the three squad leaders announced to them the new requirements for housekeeping!

"To align with the Sixth Squad Leader?"

"Squad leader, I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask."

"Are you serious?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Even though I felt a little reluctant.

But facing the questions from the veterans in the class, Wang Fei still kept a stern face and emphasized in a bad mood.

"You have already been informed of the matter, don't think I am joking with you!"

"If your quilt is thrown into the toilet by the platoon leader because it is not up to standard, don't come to me to complain!"

talking.

Wang Fei suddenly looked at Zhao Weihong's bed, and after a moment's silence, he suddenly said sincerely.

"I just want you to follow the example of squad leader Six in housekeeping. Just be happy!"

"If the platoon leader uses his own housekeeping as the standard, there won't be a single bed in our platoon that meets the standard!"

The soldiers in Class 1 stared blankly at Zhao Weihong's bed, and all agreed with Wang Fei's statement in their hearts.

However, this did not stop them from cursing Zhao Weihong behind her back.

It didn't affect them from getting up early the next day, hugging their quilts, and complaining endlessly with sleepy eyes.

"This new platoon leader is really sick."

"High quality and good housekeeping, that's amazing, right?"

"He had to make so many troubles, causing us to get up so early, while he fell into bed and slept comfortably!"

Don't think that Zhao Weihong has already subdued the three squad leaders.

But for the remaining soldiers, especially those in the second and third squads, Zhao Weihong has not established enough prestige, otherwise they would not have the courage to complain.

Only the veterans in Class 1 still had a good impression of Zhao Weihong.

However, they did not dare to risk public outrage and speak well of Zhao Weihong in front of the soldiers of Class 2 and Class 3. The most they could do was to remain silent and not get involved in their conversation.

Maybe I was really sleepy.

A row of soldiers who got up early to make their quilts did not notice it when they spread out their quilts in the corridor and the open space in the conference room.

Long before they even walked through the door.

The lights inside the conference room were already on.

"Brother, move in a little and make some room."

"You're pretty quick. You've already folded the bed right after you got up?"

The veteran from Class 2 responded with the smiling voice of Zhao Weihong.

"Actually, I've been up for a while."

"Earlier than when you were whispering in the corridor just now."

"Platoon leader!"

After hearing Zhao Weihong's voice, the old soldier, who was originally feeling sleepy, suddenly became alert!

What the hell have I done!
"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down, some comrades are still sleeping!"

Zhao Weihong stood up from the ground holding the folded quilt, and spoke to the shivering old soldier in a very relaxed manner.

"Okay, I've made room for you."

"Hurry up and fold the quilt, otherwise it would be a waste of time to get up so early."

(End of this chapter)