Kunming is sunny in all seasons, full of spring, "the weather is often like February and March, and the flowers continue to bloom in four o'clock" This is the beauty that the ancients described it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and in Kunming in March, the weather should be the best of the year, moist but not damp, warm but not dry. The warm sun gently caresses the skin, the sky is clear and pure blue, and the thick clouds look soft and textured.

On March 14, after integrating the primary military education institutions such as army primary schools and crash schools in various provinces, the Kunming Army Academy officially opened.

Li Zongren and a group of young men in all kinds of civilian clothes, like scattered sheep, scattered in the open space in front of the dormitory building of the 14th cadet team, and the crowd was mixed with some veterans wearing camouflage uniforms. These veterans were all recommended by the former army to study at the Army Academy because of their outstanding military skills, which is different from these students who have just entered the school.

Li Zongren, who studied in the Guangxi Army Crash School, transferred his student status here after the Communist Progressive Party recovered Guangxi, like other students in the school, after careful examination. There are many people like him, all of whom are students of the original army primary schools in various provinces. Because they already had a primary military education, they had only two and a half years of schooling.

Li Zongren, who came here, knew what it meant to be shocked, whether it was the treatment, environment, scale or teaching quality, it was simply incomparable to the crash school where he was before. The bad thing is that there are too many rules here, the management is strict, and there is not much free time at all. Later, among the many professional subjects, like most people, Li Zongren chose the infantry junior command department.

"After lunch, the comrades who had not yet had a haircut hurriedly found someone to shave my hair. Now that you have one foot in the door of the army, look at your appearance, what do you look like ordinary people? Tang Huaiyuan, the captain of the 14th Squadron of Cadets, stood on the steps in front of the door with his hands behind his back, facing the chaotic queue below, and he was angry. Thinking of his classmates, Lu Tao, Cun Xingqi and others, they have already made many meritorious deeds on the battlefield, and they have all become company and battalion commanders of the main force, even if they are poor, at least one staff officer can't run. And he is still nesting here, responsible for leading the students.

Seeing the captain's gloomy face, he knew that the district captains were not good, and began to command several squad leaders under him to sort out the queues of their respective squads. Fortunately, these people also received a primary military education, and it didn't take long to sort out the queue.

Looking at the neat queue below, Tang Huaiyuan, whose face was a little soothed, continued: "In the afternoon, the military uniforms will be issued, change clothes as soon as possible, and the squad leaders will sort out the personnel of their own squads, and wait for the notice to hold a mobilization meeting at any time." ”

"Military uniforms? Finally going to issue military uniforms? Bai Chongxi, who was standing next to Li Zongren, looked very excited. In fact, it's not just him, except for those veterans in the queue who always maintain an upright posture and don't say a word, those who wear civilian clothes, which one is not excited? You know, on the first day of school, they were attracted by the beautiful military uniform that was simple and capable, with a red card on their shoulders. Watching the old cadets wear military uniforms and shout "one, two, three, four" to class, they were envious.

Speaking of which, Bai Chongxi and Li Zongren are really quite close. When I reported it, I met by chance at the school gate, and when I listened to the thick Guangxi accent, I realized that the two were fellow countrymen. Later, when I arrived at the cadet team, I found that the two were not only on the same team, but also in the same class. And the two also got the same bunk, Li Zongren was in the lower bunk, and Bai Chongxi was in the upper bunk. According to their height, both of them were assigned to the ninth class of the third district team, and there were twelve people in the class, except for the three veterans of the former Southwest Army, the rest of the people were all students from the army primary schools and accelerated schools in various provinces from all over the world.

From the first day of contact, Li Zongren felt the difference between the people in Class 9. In terms of internal affairs alone, the three veterans, Meng Fanlu, Zhao Lidong, and Yao Fuyu, are boxy and angular with quilts alone, and it goes without saying that towels and teacups are placed in a clear layer. On the other hand, I look at myself and others, the quilt is just a random stack, and other items are just placed arbitrarily. This scene, compared with the style of the three veterans, how awkward it feels no matter how you look at it.

In the afternoon of this day, the cadets of the 14th Squadron, wearing the military uniforms they had just issued and the ties they had just been issued, walked into the large classroom of the cadet team with joy on their faces.

"All stand up!" With the command of Mo Youbin, the captain of the second district who was on duty in the squadron, there was a sound of stools moving in the classroom.

The captain Tang Huaiyuan, who was standing on the rostrum, frowned and scanned a few times unsatisfied, and the students who were swept up involuntarily straightened their waists and made themselves stand straighter.

"Take a break!"

"Stand upright!" Mo Youbin turned around neatly and saluted Tang Huaiyuan: "Comrade Captain, the fourteenth team of trainees, there should be one hundred and forty-four people, but there are one hundred and forty-three people, one gate guard, please instruct!" Duty officer, Mo Youbin. ”

"Sit down!" Tang Huaiyuan said coldly.

"Yes!" Mo Youbin saluted again, turned to face all the students, and gave an order, "Sit down!" ”

There was another screeching sound of stools moving.

Tang Huaiyuan made a heavy "hum" sound from his nose, looking at the faces in the audience who began to stretch their faces and became a little nervous, and they didn't speak for a while.

"Stand up!" Tang Huaiyuan suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

There was a panic in the audience, the veterans basically stood up at the same time as the password was given, and those who were newly enrolled and came to their own provinces were a little uneven, and of course there was also the sound of stools mopping the floor mixed with the sparse noise. It took a while for the teacher to fall silent.

"I know that most of you are from the provinces of some army elementary school, crash school, only received a primary military education, many places are not quite the same as the Southwest Army. But no matter what, we've been here for a few days, and as half a soldier, don't you have at least a uniform common sense? Well? And you veterans, you yourself are doing well, but what about your role in teacher education? As a revolutionary soldier, I don't even have a sense of community. Tang Huaiyuan's loud voice sounded at the right time.

Li Zongren glanced at the stools of the three veterans of his class with his eyes. Sure enough, there is some mystery, the stools of the veterans are basically placed at a certain distance behind the retreat, and the stools of these people are crooked, and there are all kinds of things. It seems that the veterans have reserved legroom for standing up before the left is lower, so that they can stand up quickly and quietly.

Every bit is knowledge, and I am free to teach everywhere and at all times. Somehow, Li Zongren, who has a good foundation in Chinese studies, suddenly remembered such a sentence in his mind.

"Sit down!" Just when Li Zongren was distracted, captain Tang Huaiyuan suddenly ordered.

Instructor Zhu Wenbo looked at Tang Huaiyuan, who was a little dissatisfied although he sat down, smiled, and pushed the still steaming teacup towards him.

"Comrades, after two days of adjustment and preparation, starting tomorrow, we will officially start school. After two days, we will start three months of intensive training. Some people may not quite understand what intensive training is, so let me explain here that the so-called intensive training is to strengthen your physique, temper your spirit, strengthen your will, and establish your future goals with the maximum variety of military training. Some people may have a 'mixed' attitude, so I will say hello in advance, in Kunming Army Academy, there is no place for the word 'mixed' to survive. Zhu Wenbo eased his breath and calmly glanced at the students below.

"I don't know what purpose you came here for, maybe for some people, you can find yourself an iron job and become a big official in the army in the future. If you have this kind of thinking, I hope you can dispel this kind of thinking as soon as possible, and go back and forth from where it is too soon. This is for enthusiastic young people who love the army and sincerely serve the country. ”

Hearing the instructor's words, there was nothing unusual on the faces of the students of the 14th team. In this era, most of the people who choose to join the army are still those enthusiastic young people who serve the country, and only a few people are messing around.

"Also, tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the college, and this opening ceremony will be held more grandly, not only will there be a military parade, but also the high-level officials of the autonomous regional government will be present. Therefore, all students are not allowed to be absent without reason and must participate. ”

At the end of the meeting, instructor Zhu Wenbo released another exciting news. Seeing the students below who fell into surprise in an instant, Zhu Wenbo announced the dismissal of the meeting.