Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

Wu Zhe: "The talent of trust is not something everyone can have."

Yuan Lang: "Doubt is helpful for thinking, and it is a skill to use it well. You are a difficult subordinate. Sit down."

Chengcai locked himself in the dormitory when he went back that day, and refused to see anyone until the assessment began the next day.He did not enter the battlefield at all, but became the most wounded among the recruits.

Wu Zhe entered the meeting room, saluted, and sat down.

Xu Sanduo was waiting outside the office building, and waiting with him were other newcomers selected this time, who failed to become talents.

Xu Sanduo looked at the closed dormitory door anxiously.

This evaluation, this evaluation was announced suddenly, but it seemed that a lot of preparations had been made, and Xu Sanduo and the others didn't know what to evaluate.

A big painted face covered with oil paint came over, it was Su Yi.

Xu Sanduo: "Xiao Yi, what is this evaluation?"

"Determine whether you can get into old A in the end," Su Yi patted him, "Don't worry, you will pass. Your performance is great."

Xu Sanduo: "Have you experienced it too?"

Su Yi: "Yes."

Xu Sanduo: "Are you here to wait with us?"

Su Yi smiled: "No. You don't need anyone to accompany you. I'll come to see you and give you a reassurance. I'm going out now during the holidays to meet my dad."

Xu Sanduo smiled enviously, "Uncle Su is so kind."

Su Yi patted him again and walked away.

Facing the chief officials of the base, Wu Zhe didn't take the initiative to speak, with a posture of neither humble nor overbearing.

The railway looked at Yuan Lang, after all he was the one who knew the newcomers best, Yuan Lang nodded.

Railway: "Are there no objections from all sides?"

Yuan Lang sighed, he didn't seem too satisfied with Wu Zhe.

Yuan Lang: "Wu Zhe, I hope your eclecticism can be used to introduce new ideas instead of breaking rules."

Wu Zhe: "Thank you for the reminder."

Yuan Lang didn't say anything more, so it was considered a pass, and the railway changed into a very formal tone of person in charge. As the chief of the base, he had a good impression of a highly educated guy like Wu Zhe.

Railway: "Then Comrade Wu Zhe, after more than four months of mutual understanding, we firmly believe that you are the talent we need, and hope that you can become a member of the Special Forces Operations Brigade. We believe that your talents will have a place to display here, We will do our best to create this world for you."

Wu Zhe looked at them, focusing on Yuan Lang, and couldn't see any surprises from him, which was a bit rude.

Wu Zhe: "No objection?"

The railroad responded to the impolite question as calmly as possible: "No."

Wu Zhe: "Then, I have objections."

The officers including the railway were almost a little shocked, Yuan Lang suddenly cheered up, as if something he had been looking forward to had finally happened.

Wu Zhe has been waiting for this day. He has persisted until now because he does not want to lose, but he will not hand himself over to a place that has already disappointed him.

Wu Zhe opened fire on several chief officers, and he obviously had endured it for a long time: "My objection will be submitted in written form, and I hope it can be sent to a higher-level department. I will state in detail my loss of enthusiasm for this army." The reason is that I can't face such a chief officer. He even talked about the middle of the 21st century, and then disappeared for a whole month after a phone call and a meal. By the way, I would like to ask whether the use of personal wireless communication equipment in this base is a serious violation ?I can’t trust such a comrade-in-arms, to violate the rules and trample on others as a privilege, to show off the qualifications of veterans. The most important point, I am now a major.”

It was a bit embarrassing for those chief officials to be scolded by him, but Yuan Lang listened and watched with great interest.

Yuan Lang: "What's the matter, Major?"

Wu Zhe looked at Yuan Lang's lieutenant colonel very clearly, and deliberately let people know what he was looking at.

Wu Zhe: "The major is only one step away from the lieutenant colonel. I have to protect my ideals while I still have them, and I can't disillusion my ideals because of this one step away."

"Okay," Yuan Lang turned to the railway, "Now I can say, I have no objection, he is a little frivolous, but he is steady in heart, I want him."

Wu Zhe: "Let me also add that many people are good at criticizing others, but they can't see themselves in the mirror. This is also the reason why I don't want to stay."

Railway: "Comrade Wu Zhe, this is no longer an objection, but an accusation. Do you understand?"

Wu Zhe: "I understand very well."

The railway had no choice but to smile wryly at Yuan Lang: "Here comes another one, clean it up yourself. You have to have individual subordinates."

Yuan Lang said to Wu Zhe, "Then your biggest resentment is that I have trampled on other people's ideals and hopes, right?"

"Yes."

"So what does the battlefield look like in your imagination? Wu Zhe. If you also think that soldiers will eventually face no matter what kind of battlefield it is?"

Wu Zhe was suddenly at a loss for words, and Yuan Lang asked a question that he couldn't explain clearly.

"It's a huge issue, and it doesn't seem to be relevant to what we're talking about."

Yuan Lang is not ready to give up: "Is it the chariots running on the ground, the doves of peace flying in the sky, and the beautiful melody ringing in the rain of bullets, singing the hope and ideal of the protagonist at the same time?"

Wu Zhe was a little sullen: "Of course not. It's about the protagonist Heping Dove, it's like a bad movie."

Yuan Lang: "Well, no one is the protagonist. The salvo of a artillery battalion makes me feel small and my personal will is insignificant. So Wu Zhe, is the battlefield a place where ideals and hopes fly?"

Wu Zhe began to feel that something was wrong: "You said such a thing, I think it is an excuse. And you used the method of reductio absurdum, which I personally think is the most immoral method of debate."

Yuan Lang: "Okay, let the debate go. Who do you think was the best in yesterday's exercise?"

Wu Zhe: "It's Xu Sanduo, of course it's him."

Yuan Lang: "Why?"

"He tried his best in the most desperate situation..." Wu Zhe was dumbfounded, and realized that he was about to be caught again.

"In the most desperate situation, when hope and ideals are completely lost." Yuan Lang smiled.

Wu Zhe was thinking of ways to counterattack the opponent, but Yuan Lang didn't have to think about it at all, he had thought about it for too long.

Yuan Lang: "I will not trample on your hopes and ideals. To be honest, that is the part I cherish the most. I value your first element. But I hope that you can survive without these things and live in a more real world." He can survive even in harsh environments. An old soldier I admire said that he worked hard but dared not talk about victory. He only wanted to save his subordinates from dying in the war. He said that this is the humanity of soldiers. .”

The author has something to say: Alas, I am in a low mood today. . . . . .