The singing of the 4th Company of Sharpshooters spread throughout the division with the officers and men who participated in the theatrical evening.

The fourth company of sharpshooters naturally returned triumphantly with the honor of the party.

It's just that when the pennant of the commendation was hung in the company's honor room, the smug and cheerful emotions instantly converged in Xiao Chen's morning class commentary. The fourth company is still the one that others can't understand, and even some despise the fourth company.

"The theatrical evening is about participation. Winning the award can only mean two things. ”

Standing on the steps at the door of the company building, looking at the smiles on the faces of the eighty-odd people in the audience, Xiao Chen raised two fingers with a serious face.

"One, rookies peck each other, and the one who wins is still a rookie, and it can't become a golden phoenix. Second, those who are well fed and supported will not do their jobs, and if there are too many such pennants, it is a shame. See what I mean? ”

Sometimes, one person can really influence a group of people, like this time.

Of the two things, none of them can be comfortably listened to. The bright smiles on the faces of the officers and soldiers began to freeze in embarrassment, and finally quietly changed to expressions as serious as Xiao Chen.

If they couldn't hear the meaning of Xiao Chen's words, then they might not even look down on themselves.

Two things, in the end, are still one thing.

Participating in theatrical evenings is just entertainment. Being a soldier and fighting a war is their right job.

As the sharp knife unit of the former Iron Fist Regiment, if most of the company's honor room is hung with "wonderful performances in both civil and military affairs", rather than "outstanding combat achievements and outstanding training", I am afraid that such sharp knives are no different from silver-like pewter spear heads.

His eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the audience, and after a period of silence, Xiao Chen looked at everyone who was tense, his serious expression was still the same, but his words suddenly became warm:

"Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the custom, cleaning in the morning, resting and dinner in the afternoon, and having a small party in the evening. Company and platoon officers, in the afternoon, all contributed their mobile phones to let the soldiers call home. ”

Xiao Chen, who returned to the office, like the soldiers, carefully wiped the corners of his office.

The office is not big, but it always takes some time to clean it carefully. When the last bit of dust was wiped off the table by a half-wet towel, Xiao Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, sat on the chair, and looked at the white roof that was whitewashed by paint in a daze.

Xiao Chen, who suddenly didn't know what he should do, involuntarily picked up the landline phone that had just been carefully wiped.

The right hand holding the phone had its free index finger and hung on the button for a long time, and Xiao Chen quickly broadcast a number that he had not contacted for a long time.

"I'm Gao Cheng."

The voice on the other end of the phone was still that crisp and straightforward, and when he heard this voice, Xiao Chen suddenly wanted to hang up the phone, although there were already two obviously doubtful "Hey" on the phone.

"Xu Sanduo, are you a soldier?"

Xiao Chen, who was about to put down the phone, suddenly laughed.

Many people say that after many years, there will always be only two people that the teacher remembers, one is the best learner and the other is the worst. Perhaps the worst impression is even deeper.

There are so many soldiers in the Seventh Steel Company, maybe Gao Cheng still remembers everyone's names and appearances, but he can always subconsciously call out many names at this time.

All of a sudden, it has been a few years, and Xiao Chen suddenly felt a lot of emotion.

"Company commander, it's me."

"It turned out to be you kid, I heard about you, I said why do you have to toss something about it wherever you go? What's the matter, when you become a wolf cub, your tail will rise to the sky? Lao Qilian is the little person, and you kid is the least worry-free. ”

Criticism came out of the phone, and in the battalion commander's office, Gao Cheng stood at the desk, pinching his waist with one hand, wishing that the desk in front of him was Xiao Chen, so that Tu Xingzi could wake up this trouble-loving master.

It's just that after three and a half words of cruel words, Gao Cheng suddenly softened. For a moment, the new battalion commander seemed to have been drained of his spirit, and he spoke with a little caution:

"You kid, you don't want to be a deserter, do you?"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company of Steel do not abandon or give up. Even if you have to leave, it will be when the motherland no longer needs you. Taking the initiative to take off their uniforms and leave, for the people of the Seventh Steel Company, they are deserters.

Gao Cheng didn't want his favorite soldier to take such a spineless path.

At this moment, he was scared.

I am afraid of making a mistake, I am afraid of losing, and I am even more afraid that I value people, and I can't see the future in my favorite army.

"I'm telling you, the soldiers of the Seventh Company of Steel don't have soft bones. If a punishment can knock you down, count me Gao Cheng as the wrong person. ”

At this time, the method of agitation was very colorful, but it was extremely warm when it fell on Xiao Chen's ears.

Shi Jin said, the company commander scolded you, that is because he has you in his heart, if he ignores you one day, you will have no status in this company.

Xiao Chen seems to have returned to the year when he first joined the army in high spirits, and at that time, in order to listen to Gao Cheng's laughter and scolding, they couldn't wait to lie on the training ground. It is not only a company commander's appreciation of a soldier, but also an honor for which a soldier has shed blood and sweat.

The group of people who were grinning at that time seemed to transmit their smiles across time and space to this time. A smile gradually appeared on Xiao Chen's face:

"Don't worry, the 4,956 soldiers of the Seventh Company of Steel are not so easy to fall. I suddenly remembered that the three of us ate instant noodles with mustard vegetables for the New Year, and I wanted to ask the old company commander if he was living a life of fine clothes and food. ”

"The brocade clothes and jade food of the fart make Lao Tzu worry in vain. When will you be able to tone up, speak yin and yang, and be virtuous with Yuan Lang's dead old A. ”

There are not many people in Lao Qilian who can make him worry, and Xiao Chen is the one who makes him fall from the sky to the bottom of the cliff every time. Hearing that Xiao Chen could still talk to him like this, Gao Cheng's hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

Laughing and scolding, the lieutenant colonel's memories were also evoked by Xiao Chen's words.

But Takashiro doesn't have those sentimentality.

"Tell me, what's next for you kid? A special operations officer who is proficient in both techniques and tactics, kicked out of the special forces and directly serves as the grassroots commander of the front-line troops, I don't believe that your kid will block the way because of the stains in the file. ”

In the end, it was Gao Cheng, and he could see at a glance the essence of Xiao Chen's punishment this time.

Commanders at the grassroots level are not capable of being held by anyone.

What's more, here is the sharpshooter fourth company, the sharp knife of the Iron Fist Regiment.

Facing Gao Cheng's inquiry, Xiao Chen smiled. He would not hide anything in front of the old company commander, and the concept of infantry special operations was briefly introduced, and Gao Cheng's eyes on the other end of the phone instantly lit up.

"You kid, you haven't disappointed. Not to mention anything else, I support it with both hands, I have suffered a lot of losses from the old A in the past few years, if this thing is done, how many people will thank you for our old steps. ”