At this time, the time for handover has just arrived.

Zhuang Zheng hurriedly called the next shift and handed over the post.

Then he woke up Xu Xingguo and Zheng, and the three of them followed Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, and ran in the direction of Lao You's shop.

When I arrived near the old oil shop, I saw two old soldiers who were already drinking under the light in front of the shop from a distance, and one was sitting on the ground, leaning against the well in front of the old oil shop.

The boss Lao You was like an ant on a hot pot, and his mouth kept muttering in Yuepu: "Ouch! How do you drink like this? How do you drink like this? ”

Zhuang Zhuang hurriedly ran over, and as soon as he got closer, he smelled a strong smell of wine.

The person on the ground is really Luo Xiaoming, the seventh squad leader.

At this time, Luo Xiaoming's face was already flushed, and there was indescribable vomit on the ground beside him.

Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the eighth squad, was a few veterans who drank a little, but he was already a little dizzy, and the other two veterans solemnly recognized it, one was Pei Quan, and the other was Liu Honghui from the cooking class.

Qian Zhongjun said: "Solemn, you ...... A few of you are responsible for helping the squad leader back and cleaning him up...... I'll take the ninth squad leader and ...... first."

He burped, and said in a rough voice: "Go back with squad leader Liu first...... Remember, you have to watch your squad leader sleep well, or I'll settle accounts with you tomorrow! ”

"Got it, squad leader eight, give it to a few of us." Solemnly said.

Qian Zhongjun nodded when he heard this, and solemnly felt that he was almost there, and sure enough, the three veterans hooked their shoulders and staggered out a few steps, Pei Quanxian couldn't stand it, his feet were weak, and he saw that the three of them fell into the ditch on the side of the road together.

"Holy!" solemnly said to Zheng Zheng and Xu Xingguo: "You two hurry up and take a look, don't drink to death." ”

The drainage ditch on the side of the road is not deep, only 30 centimeters, but it is a meter wide, and a few veterans are just in the ditch, facing the sky on their backs.

Liu Honghui shouted loudly at the moon looming in the sky: "Dad! Mother! I did it! ”

Then there were a few words that I couldn't hear at all.

Then he shouted: "I want to be a general!" Lao Tzu wants to be a military commander! ”

solemnly squatted beside the well and "leaned" again.

The reason why Liu Honghui is so happy is because he is on the list of military school admissions announced this time.

Liu Honghui is a sergeant, a soldier of the same year as Luo Xiaoming, a member of the Zhuang nationality, and was originally the coach and squad leader of the first district team, but later because he had to take the military academy examination, the captain Zhou Huping took care of him and let him go to the cooking class.

The cooking class has more review time than the starting class, Liu Honghui really lived up to expectations, and his performance in this exam was extraordinary, and he finally won the gold list.

Zheng Zheng and Xu Xingguo set up one by one, and helped Pei Quan and Liu Honghui, who had collapsed.

"Solemn, let's go back first, and I'll help you later, you look at the squad leader!" Xu Xingguo said.

nodded solemnly and said: "Okay, okay, hurry up, go back and wipe them, give them some sugar water, don't go to bed and vomit and be choked to death by yourself." ”

Zhuang Yan had been working in the company of the eldest brother Zhuang Buping before becoming a soldier.

It is inevitable to socialize in business, solemnly follow my brother as a fart, and I have also seen a lot of wine tables, and the old drivers of the company's transportation team are also addicted to alcohol, and they don't go out of the car and drink.

Therefore, the drunken scene has been solemnly seen no less than a hundred times, and I know some ways to deal with it.

If a drunk cat is not handled carefully, vomiting in the middle of the night when it is unconscious will cause the vomit to block the trachea and choke on itself.

After Xu Xingguo and the others left, he solemnly squatted in front of Luo Xiaoming.

This is his own squad leader.

It is the acting captain of the third district team who is called "Lao Qi" behind the students, also known as the living Yama.

The moonlight shone on Luo Xiaoming's face, he was as quiet as a baby, and his steady and resolute face was full of sadness at the moment.

It has been more than a month since he joined the teaching brigade, and he has heard some stories about Luo Xiaoming more or less.

Luo Xiaoming is always a little bit away from success.

In the junior high school entrance examination, I wanted to come out to work early, but I was only one point short of Sun Shan; In the first year of being a soldier, he caught up with the top competition, threw 67 meters of bombs, and won the medal of training top players with three meters missing; The 400-meter hurdle ran for one minute and thirty-three seconds, only one second short of being the top; In the second year, the special brigade of the military region recruited 10 soldiers in the 1st division, and as a second-year soldier, he was eligible to run, but he ranked eleventh and was not selected; At the beginning of the third year, the S City Anti-riot Special Police Brigade came to the 1st Division to recruit police, as long as they were admitted, they would report to S City after being discharged, and then they would train for a year, and they would enjoy the treatment of the deputy section level when they came out.

It was as if there was only a little bit of life in his life.

But often it's just that little bit that can change an entire life.

At the beginning of this year, he served as the leader of the seventh squad of the third squadron of the teaching team and the acting district captain, and this was his last year in the army according to the normal period of service in the army stipulated in the military service law.

However, the god of luck still did not favor him, and the day before yesterday, the admission to the military academy was announced, and he was blocked from the door of the army academy by two points.

Zhuang Zhuang stood guard with him and chatted.

Luo Xiaoming and Xu Xingguo are the same kind of people, and their only thought when they come to the army is to take the military academy.

It is undeniable that, like many soldiers from the countryside, the original intention of joining the army is to seek a way out of the military academy, and he feels that he is not inferior to others in terms of organizational ability or military ability, but he is slightly inferior in terms of cultural courses.

Liu Honghui, who enlisted in the army in the same year as him, received an admission notice from the Guilin Land Academy, Liu Honghui's grades were not better than him, but because of the identity problem, he could add points, so it was Liu Honghui who was admitted in the end.

There are very few squad leaders in the establishment of the No. 3 Squadron of the Teaching Team, such as Pei Quan, the leader of the No. 9 squad, and Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the No. 8 squad, who were only seconded from the grass-roots units to serve as the first-term instructor squad leader, and they were expected to return to the original unit after the training was completed.

This year, there are only two people in the entire squadron who are in their third year of military examination, and now the family is really happy and sad.

After the admission list was announced, Liu Honghui invited all the squad leaders to the small shop, contrary to the normal state of thrift, paid a two-month allowance of 110 yuan, fried a few side dishes for everyone, and celebrated his dream of being an officer with 10 bottles of touqu that only sold for five yuan a bottle.

Luo Xiaoming and Liu Honghui, their situation is very similar.

Liu Honghui is also a warrior who came out of the mountains, and his hometown village is six kilometers away from the nearest market.

Now, he has seen a beautiful military academy life beckoning to him, and Luo Xiaoming has to face a choice - either demobilize the soldiers on schedule, or stay in the team and take the exam again.

All the squad leaders finished drinking and eating, and walked to the row room with their shoulders on their backs, no one noticed Luo Xiaoming's depressed state of mind, and everyone was happy that Liu Honghui was admitted to the military academy.

Luo Xiaoming didn't leave, he grabbed the two squad leaders of his district team and Liu Honghui, asked for two bottles of Erguotou, ordered a canned fish with fast food noodles and boiled fish to Lao You, and finally got drunk.

At night, the wind in the mountains was a little cool, and the lights from the camp reflected the shadows of the rows of trees on the side of the training ground on the dim yellow mud ground.

Luo Xiaoming was at a pumping well near the old oil shop, he suddenly woke up, and wanted to stand up in a daze, but as soon as he stood up, he almost slipped and fell, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged it.

"Go away!" He violently pushed away the solemnity, then grabbed the bucket filled with well water next to him, and threw the cold well water off his head, and poured himself into a soup chicken.

Then he burst out into tears.

Zhuang Zheng's heart suddenly felt sad, he felt uncomfortable, and his eyes were wet all of a sudden.

The tears of soldiers are more precious than gold.

It's not really sad, it's definitely not crying.

That night, the croaking worm could testify that the strong sergeant, who wept at the well, but he did not bring back his tears to the row room, where there were his soldiers, and as a man he could shed tears for his defeat; As a coach class leader, he can't let the students see him crying bitterly.

"Solemn! You must go to military school! Luo Xiaoming suddenly grabbed the solemn arm, and the force was so great that it made people feel faintly stinging.

"Squad leader......" solemnly wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "I don't take the ...... of the military academy"

"Nonsense!" Luo Xiaoming interrupted solemnly and raised his index finger almost to poke the tip of his nose, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier!" You're going to military school! ”

Luo Xiaoming's fluent speech speed made Zhuang Zhuang feel that he was not drunk yet.

However, then, Luo Xiaoming's tone suddenly became very lonely, hung his head, and laughed at himself: "Actually, I have a fart qualification to let you do this...... I'm the coach class leader myself, hehe, the coach class leader, the class leader of the class leaders...... What is the teaching brigade? Officer's cradle, but what about me? I couldn't get into the military school myself......"

He suddenly yelled, as if scolding himself: "What qualifications do I have to be the coach class leader!" ”

"Squad leader......" solemn heart was so sour that he felt that if he continued like this, he would hug Luo Xiaoming and cry bitterly.

He remembered the firewood that time, Luo Xiaoming carried the firewood, and his back was so tall and firm.

"You're a good class leader......"

Luo Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Zhuang Yan's two arms again, and said firmly: "Zhuang Yan, believe me, you are a good soldier, you have your advantages, I know, you have to be strong, we must be strong as soldiers, soldiers who don't want to compete are not good soldiers!" Listen! Listen! ”

He grabbed his solemn hand and shook it violently.

"I'll listen, squad leader."

"Mark my words, you must be admitted to the military school! If you don't become an officer, you will regret it for the rest of your life! Not only do you have to be the best soldier, but you also have to be the best officer! ”

Zhuang Zheng's heart was moved, growing so big, no one identified with him so much.

Brother Zhuang Buping is a successful person, so in the Zhuang family, in the eyes of relatives, everyone feels that Zhuang Buping "eats openly", and he is filial, in contrast, the solemnity of naughty mischief is always accompanied by shaking his head and sighing when he is mentioned.

This is the first time that Zhuang Zhuang has grown so big and has been so recognized by others.

"Good! I promise you, I will be admitted to the military academy, and I will be an officer! At this moment, he was moved to be incoherent, and the idea of leaving and going home after three years in the army was suddenly thrown out of the clouds.

In the end, it was Lao You, the owner of the small shop next to him, who interrupted the heartfelt complaint between the two.

"I said you two, go back to the row room and have a good chat, I'm going to close the door......"