In the new barracks, instructor Zheng Baogang wears glasses, is polite, tall and thin, but he is the busiest person.

Battalion commander Zhang Guangjin hung the title of battalion commander, but he never went to the training ground. Even if he gave instructions and commented on the camp training subjects, he was not present, and it was all Zheng Baogang, a weak scholar, who acted on his behalf. But Zhang Guangjin was not idle at all, the little on the training ground and the performance of each soldier were clear to him at a glance. There is an exception, that is, the five-kilometer cross-country twice a day in the morning and evening, Zheng Baogang can't run, and Zhang Guangjin must participate in the whole process.

In the evening, after the cadres of other battalions and companies rested, Zhang Guangjin was busy. He would be alone, wandering outside the barracks of each class, quietly paying attention to the words and deeds of each special recruit. We should not only pay attention to the results of training, but also look at the personal temperament of the new soldiers. He wants to comprehensively assess the comprehensive potential of each soldier from these bits and pieces.

This year's soldiers, in the end, came from the old area of northern Jiangsu, and their overall quality was very good, and they competed for honor when they saw it, which made Zheng Baogang feel very happy. Unlike other recruit companies, because there are 186 recruits, they follow the rules of 186, and the two recruit battalions in Longshan and Shidao are all served by recruits.

The veterans are all platoon commanders and deputy platoon commanders, the battalion and company cadres are all officers, and Zheng Baogang is the propaganda officer of the political department of the station. These veterans who served as platoon commanders and battalion and company cadres were basically from the Longshan Field Station of the Air Force. Therefore, from the bottom of their hearts, they hope that the recruits at the station can shine in the training.

It is no wonder that more than two-thirds of the more than 20 classes are recruits at the station. But the most popular is Yishui's sixth squad composed of 186 recruits. There are only 11 classes, and the training level is on par with the 6th class. And half of this tenacious eleventh class are recruits at the airport station.

Lin Tao, the squad leader of Class 11, is a ** child from a salt farm in northern Jiangsu. He has strong ability, compared with Yu Songyuan's low-key, Lin Tao is the man of the year in the new barracks, and the queue, physical fitness, and order learning are all croaking. The squad leaders who were dissatisfied with the sixth class in their hearts all followed him to make noise, and slowly, the battalion and company cadres couldn't sit still.

Zheng Baogang knew in his heart that what Zhang Guangjin was most concerned about was this sixth class, which was his heart. Sometimes, he would squat outside the dormitory of Class 6 at night and observe each of them. The sixth class of recruits stood guard at night, or went to the toilet alone at night, and he would sometimes quietly follow them.

Once, in the middle of the night, he sneaked into the dormitory of Class 6 and crouched in front of the bunk to observe their sleep. Wang Hai and Chen Weitong got up to urinate one after another, and Zhang Guangjin swished, hooking the window edge more than two meters high with his hands and feet, and the person hung horizontally and silently on the window sill. Wang Hai and Chen Wei are both nearly 1.8 meters tall at the same height, so they didn't notice it.

The next day, Yu Songyuan said to Wang Hai and Chen Weitong regretfully, "You two can't enter the training camp." ”

"How is it possible, I was specially recruited, and my training performance is not as good as yours, but I am much better than these other pigs." Wang Hai was not convinced. When Yu Songyuan said that the battalion commander was hanging on the windowsill at night, Wang Hai and Chen Weitong were first incredulous, and then frightened to death.

These dormitories are all three or four meters tall old houses, all of which are stone flat-roofed buildings with windows that are more than two meters high. A large living man was lying on the edge of the windowsill, right next to his head, and he didn't even notice it, and both of them had repented of their intestines.

Zheng Baogang knew that Zhang Guangjin was staring at Yu Songyuan. Yu Songyuan went to the Shanxia Supply and Marketing Cooperatives to send letters, or took the sixth class to work for Uncle Ma's house, Zhang Guangjin carried a monocular in his arms many times, quietly tracked, and observed Yu Songyuan and the sixth class from a distance. He would even wait for Yu Songyuan to leave, and then go to the counter of the supply and marketing cooperatives to ask the salesman in detail what the soldier said just now.

Zheng Baogang was born in writing news reports, and he is the "pen" of the station. Although he didn't know much about the "ghost" troops, he ate and lived with Zhang Guangjin, so he naturally had all kinds of speculations or associations about Zhang Guangjin's identity. He knew that Zhang Guangjin had a mission and was so attentive, in fact, he was choosing seedlings.

Seeing that the squad leaders were clamoring, Zheng Baogang weighed it in his heart. On the whole, the recruits at the station are one or two grades lower than 186. The overall quality of the sixth class is the absolute first in the whole camp. But the eleventh class is not bad, the level of the queue is on par with the sixth class, the military body, the 400-meter hurdle, the five-kilometer cross-country, bomb throwing, etc., and the sixth class has wins and losses. In an open competition, Class 11 may not have no chance of winning.

If Class 11 can win the first place in the overall score, it will greatly stimulate the training enthusiasm of the recruits at the station. Of course, Zheng Baogang acquiesced to the clamor of most squad leaders, and his "selfishness" was not limited to these.

There are more than 30 specially recruited soldiers of Unit 186 in the Yongsan New Battalion, and these soldiers are extremely capable of doing so, and they are much stronger than battalion and company cadres and veterans who are platoon commanders. These soldiers are arrogant and arrogant, and some of them don't take the battalion and company cadres seriously at all.

He saw these things in his eyes and had the intention to create conditions to kill the prestige of these specially recruited soldiers. Therefore, he solemnly said to Battalion Commander Zhang that most squad leaders hoped that the whole battalion would hold a grand contest of recruits.

"That's a good thing!"

Zhang Guangjin agreed without thinking about it, and the benefits of the big competition to promote Zuihou's training for a month are obvious. "Two-thirds of the time for recruit training has passed, and you can do it once. It's exactly what you say, and you're in the lead. The time is set for next Tuesday, and our commander Xu is going to come to inspect it, so he can observe it. ”

The competition is imminent, and all classes are gearing up and training enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high, which is precisely the purpose of the battalion headquarters. One day on the weekend, which was supposed to be a break time, more than a dozen classes chose to train and pulled the team to the training ground. Lin Tao walked majestically around the playground, and walked towards the orchard on the mountain without seeing the figure of Class 6.

When he got up in the morning, Wang Hai felt unsteady and asked Yu Songyuan, "Why don't we strengthen the queue in the morning today, rest in the afternoon, and go to help Uncle Ma's family work?" ”

Yu Song looked at him from afar, ignored him, picked up his satchel and left, and everyone followed suit. Wang Hai was bored, so he had to ask Instructor Chen for leave, saying that Class 6 would not come back for lunch at noon and help the villagers work. And he took a few corn tortillas from the house, and counted them as his own dry food.

Yu Songyuan took almost everyone to work in Uncle Ma's orchard after washing his clothes every weekend, and chatted with him. The task given to him by the battalion commander, he has already completed. The uncle's family has already regarded him as their own, and they are very close. Today, he took everyone to help Uncle Ma harvest apples, and he was all right last week.

Apples begin to ripen from mid-August, with the peak of ripening in September. Ma's family has two large orchards, a whole few small hills, and the mountains are full of fruit trees. The youngest son lives in high school in the first year of high school, and there are only four laborers in the family of five, and Uncle Ma still has old cold legs, so he can't collect it at all.

originally wanted to hire a few short-term workers from other places, but Yu Songyuan resolutely opposed it after knowing it. "It's full of mountains, and we don't have anywhere to play on the weekends, so we help your family with the orchard. You don't need money to drink your wine, and the money saved by the hired workers should be our wine money. ”

From there, they worked in the orchard every weekend. Sometimes I go to work for a while between trainings. They are young, and the boring queues and physical training every day make them annoyed to death, and they are having a lot of energy. There are eleven people in a class, and the whole family works for ten days.

Knowing that they were coming today, Nagumo cooked a large vat of mung bean soup early in the morning. As soon as the recruits came, Uncle Ma's family enthusiastically surrounded them from the park. The uncle said, "Don't work first, drink some water, smoke a cigarette and then work." ”

Nanyun's sister-in-law and Aunt Ma poured a big bowl of mung bean soup for each of them, and Uncle Ma and Ma Li hurriedly shared cigarettes for everyone. Yu Songyuan didn't know how to smoke, but he often came to work, and he came and went, and he also smoked a little. Looking at the mountains of remnant fruits under the trees in the garden, he was a little distressed, "Uncle, this year's apple harvest is bumper, is it easy to sell?" ”

"The inner fruit is selling very well, and it has sold tens of thousands of catties. It is to wait for foreign fruits and defective fruits, and there are more than any other year this year. I was thinking about sending a few cars to the camp every week, but I was afraid that Lao Zhang would collect money and push and shove. Uncle said proudly.

The eldest lady also said, "Camp Chief Zhang is too particular, and when the fruit can't be eaten, he makes fertilizer, and no one wants to sell it, and it doesn't take much to make wine." The secretary came to pull it a few times, and the station came to pull it a few times, and they had to count the money, which made everyone embarrassed. ”

Chen Weitong said, "Just ship it to our hometown to ensure that the supply exceeds demand." ”

"It's different from your hometown, it starts snowing at the end of October, and it's too late. Those who come to buy from outside only collect grade fruits, and they don't even glance at the fruits when they are outside. ”

Yu Songyuan thought for a while and said, "It's still like this, uncle, you talk to each family, don't take a penny, collect a little more." I went to the battalion commander to do the work, trying to get 186 and the station to pull more. ”

After drinking the water, everyone took off their coats and began to pick apples vigorously. After doing it for a while, Lin Tao came to find it. Yu Songyuan was standing on the ladder picking apples, Lin Tao walked to the tree, first picked up the bowl and poured a bowl of mung bean soup and drank it, before saying to Yu Songyuan, "Come down and discuss something with you." ”

"What's the matter?" Yu Songyuan had no intersection with him, and asked casually while handing him a blue apple that he had picked haode.

Lin Tao took it and put it on the ground, and handed him an empty lanzi, "About the Tuesday competition." ”

"For the competition, find the squad leader, deputy squad leader Chen Weitong and Wang Hai. They drove the carriage to the supply and marketing cooperative, and sent the fruit with Nanyun's sister-in-law, you can find them. ”

"Come less, they don't talk about it, you are the boss, of course I will look for you."

"Full of, you've seen too much underworld news, and you're still boss? Do you think this is Southeast Asia, Hong Kong, Taiwan? This is Chinese mainland, the underworld was eradicated at the beginning of liberation, where did the 'boss' come from? ”

"No nonsense, I'm here to write a war letter."

"You're not sick, are you? You should go to the hygienist Xiao Tao and ask him to give you an injection to cool down. ”

"Do you see me as an elephant? In this competition, if we lose, I will give you a month's 'errand'. If we win, you give me a month's 'difference'. If you don't want to be an errand, you can either fight with me, or carry a basket of apples and run five laps around the hill in the camp. Lin Tao made it clear that he was going to fight against the water, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Boy, you're going to lose!" Fan Jinyou and Jiang Nanguang blurted out almost in unison.

The boss is threatened, is this worth it? Before Yu Songyuan could speak, Fan Jinyou and Jiang Nanguang threw down the apple and started it. Uncle Ma's family hurriedly came over to persuade the fight, but it was difficult to solve, where could they be persuaded to fight.

Yu Songyuan was still doing his job, and he said to the uncle and aunt, don't worry about it, let them fight, and ensure that none of them will die. Uncle and aunt are not pulling, not pulling is not, and they are in a dilemma.

Lin Tao fought a draw in the orchard with one enemy and two enemies. Yu Songyuan could see that this kid was not simple, he had obviously practiced, and he obviously had a hand. Moreover, he used a yin move, although Fan Jinyou and Jiang Nanguang had also practiced for a few days, but in front of Lin Tao, they were not opponents at all, and they were basically wasted.

Although Yu Songyuan was like a mirror in his heart, he did not expose him. Sure enough, although Fan Jinyou and Jiang Nanguang were not defeated, their arms and legs hurt everywhere, and they finally stopped indignantly. Lin Tao looked at Yu Songyuan and said, "If it's a man, it's a word!" With that, he turned around and left.

Fan Jinyou rubbed his arm and grinned in pain, "How can this bastard be like an iron rod all over his body, it's so fucking hard, ouch, it really hurts Lao Tzu." ”

Jiang Nanguang also said, "I kicked him a few times, and my leg looked like it was cramping." Uncle Ma immediately came over and rubbed his legs a few times, shook his head and sighed.

"Can you still kick the right step? Stand and go! ”

Yu Songyuan shouted the password, Jiang Nanguang took a breath, gritted his teeth and kicked away, but his movements were deformed. Yu Songyuan lamented in his heart, it's over, the sixth class of the queue competition has lost, and the military body and physical fitness are even more finished.

This method was also used, and this Lin Tao was really yin enough.