Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 21 These people are really of the same lineage
"Damn, I thought something was wrong. If you wanted to run away, you should have said something."

Feng Junling glared at Chen Mo and Yang Dali angrily, then took his newly received clothes and piled them on the empty bed nearby.

Currently, only Chen Mo has been allocated a locker and a bed in the class, while the others have not yet decided on a place.

Looking at everyone in Class 8, they all ran back in a hurry.

Since everyone was unfamiliar with each other at that time, Chen Mo didn't say hello and turned around to go downstairs.

"Hey, wait for me." Yang Dali saw him leaving, and immediately followed him like a shadow, as if he was dependent on Chen Mo.

The other members of Class 8 looked at each other, and then they all went downstairs in unison, each one trying to be more efficient than the other.

No wonder they are so active.

Today everyone was brought here from the train station by troop carriers. The entire company was lined up, waiting for their arrangements in a daze.

But they saw Chen Mo being led by the class monitor and going straight into the dormitory without stopping.

First time in an unfamiliar environment.

With such special treatment as Chen Mo's, the new recruits selected from Class 8 have already assumed that he is familiar with the squad leader. What's more, it was Chen Mo who was responsible for recording their names on behalf of the squad leader just now.

Everyone rushed downstairs. At this time, Zhou Yongjie was chatting with several other veterans with his hands behind his back.

Noticed movement behind me.

He turned his head to look at Chen Mo, who was the first to stand at attention, and then looked at the other recruits in the class. Those who needed to change their clothes had already changed.

Although the overall look is still too childish and not at all like a soldier, it is much better than the original image with the sleeves rolled up to the wrists and the military pants worn like big shorts.

"Old squad leader, are there any promising students in Class Eight?"

Seeing the first squad of Class 8 coming down from upstairs to assemble, one of the corporals, who was carrying two horizontal bars, one thick and one thin, on his shoulders, nodded and asked the assembled people.

"Good seedlings are all brought up. How can there be so many naturally gifted talents?"

Lao Pao asked back, then shook his head seriously: "The motor company can produce special forces, the logistics department can produce sharpshooters, and the kitchen team can also train elite soldiers."

"Whether a new recruit is good or not depends on how you, the squad leader, lead him."

The old man's few words startled the corporal. He looked at the people from the eighth squad who were already standing, then he put his hands on his hips, raised his head and shouted at a nearby dormitory with full energy: "Third squad, are you guys in the room confinement?"

"Come out and gather!!"

It didn't matter that the third squad leader shouted out in a deep voice. Many new recruits who had just been assigned to their squads were called out from dormitory buildings one, two, and three.

In just less than three minutes, the entire recruit company was standing in the open space in front of the building.

Chen Mo was not far from Lao Pao, and he was listening to how his squad leader was doing ideological work on the veteran.

He had originally relaxed his vigilance against this old gun, but in an instant, the alarm bell sounded.

At the same time, I can't help but sigh in my heart that for those who can stay in the army for a long time, the encouraging education and means can really kill the new recruits invisibly.

Just as Chen Mo was sounding the alarm for himself, the company commander Cheng Dong and another affable-looking, plump captain came over from the direction of the third dormitory building.

"Hello, Company Commander, Hello, Instructor!"

The new recruits didn't know who was coming, but the veterans near the queue stood at attention and saluted collectively.

This invisible ritual left many recruits dumbfounded.

Cheng Dong carefully returned the salute to the veteran in front of the new recruits, then turned to face the queue.

As the company commander of the reconnaissance company of the Hedong Armored Brigade in Shanxi Province, Cheng Dong's sharpness and subtle attacking power are more oppressive than those of other veterans.

His fierce eyes swept over the new recruits lined up. The scar from his right ear to the corner of his mouth was black and red, probably due to the cold weather.

It was as if a huge centipede was lying at the corner of his mouth.

"Comrades, let me first introduce myself. My surname is Cheng, and my given name is Cheng Dong. Welcome everyone to our 63rd Army Armored Brigade."

"Every year, many new comrades join the army, determined to serve their country. I believe you are all excellent." "Because from the moment you have the courage to stand here and aspire to become a soldier, it means that you are the best."

"Life in the army is hard, but I want to tell you that as long as you put on this uniform, as long as you establish yourself in the barracks, and as long as you train well, it will be fine."

"Sooner or later, you will all be eagles on the grasslands, snow leopards on the snowfields, and warriors from hell."

"As the saying goes, the motor company can train special forces soldiers, the warehouse guards can train sharpshooters, and the kitchen crew can train elite soldiers."

"No one is born mediocre. As long as you are willing to work hard, sooner or later, when you stand under the military flag and in the barracks, you will be the strongest soldier."

"Comrades, do you have the confidence to accept the coming challenge?"

"have!!!"

The new recruits have not received any training yet, and many of them have no idea how hard life in the army is.

But at least at this moment, a group of young boys were incited by the company commander's words, their faces flushed and they shouted loudly.

Everyone wanted to rush to the training ground and run ten laps.

Chen Mo knew that this was a common tactic used in the military camp, and it was most likely a tactic passed down from the old guard.

But he almost couldn't suppress his inner impulse.

After all, no soldier can resist the honor of being called an Eagle, a Snow Leopard, or a Hell Warrior.

Of course, that doesn't count the Warrior who got scammed out of $200.
After Cheng Dong finished speaking, he gave up the speaking seat and the chubby captain who came with him raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Alright, comrades, what Captain Cheng said just now is absolutely right. As long as we're willing to put in the effort in training, there won't be any cowards."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Huo Linshan, and I'm the instructor of our second company of recruits."

"Comrades, if you encounter any difficulties during training, you can come to me. Anyone who wants to chat and relieve boredom can also come to me. I like making friends, especially brave new comrades like you."

"Okay, no more talking."

Huo Linshan raised his hand and pointed to a row of bungalows to the right of the three dormitories. On top of the buildings was an iron frame labeled "Canteen." He said, "That's our company's canteen."

"Comrades have just arrived from all over the country and should be hungry. The cafeteria has prepared noodles for everyone."

"Just eat as much as you can, we'll have enough."

"Dismissed!!"

After the instructor finished speaking, the recruits were slow to react and were still grinning.

After all, the company commander and the instructor spoke more pleasantly than each other, which was quite novel for those who had just joined the barracks.

But the new comrade was unable to react, and the old soldier on the side would not just stand by and watch.

"Everyone in the class, turn right and march in step."

"One, two, one, two, one?"

"Class Two, turn right and march in step, keeping pace with Class One."

"Ya Eryi, Ya Eryi, whoever is at the front of the line, hurry up, you are not even active in eating."

Seeing that other classes had class leaders or deputy class leaders, Chen Mo turned to look at Zhou Yongjie.

But Lao Pao, this lazy guy, had no intention of leading the team at all.

He waved his hand casually: "Follow the team. You can see the cafeteria from here."

"I'll wait for you in the cafeteria."

After saying this, he didn't even wait for the students in Class 8 to respond.

Lao Pao turned and left.

(End of this chapter)