Ten days have passed, and the follow-up inspection of the recruited soldiers has come to an end, and the political examination and home visits have all been completed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Nianwolf has no problem in this regard, he is an orphan and has nothing to visit when he visits his home, so he finds Village Chief Li to inquire about the situation, and it is completed.

As for the political trial, his only grandfather is an anti-Japanese hero, and the rest of his parents and relatives are all blank, so there is no complicated social relationship, and it can be said that it is a red family with red roots, which is simply unreasonable.

In addition, although they have been disarming all these years, they have recruited fewer recruits, and few are willing to serve as soldiers, especially rural soldiers who are not allotted by them. So check whatever, it's much looser than before.

The last item of the army came to check the body tattoos, wounds, flat feet, etc., and Ye Nianwolf also passed easily. The wounds left by the wolves when they lived, under Ye Canglan's treatment, were not very obvious, it looked like the color of the skin was not the same, and several officers in charge of the inspection, as soon as they heard that they were the descendants of anti-Japanese heroes, they opened their eyes and closed their eyes and let them go, and they were not embarrassed in this regard.

So Ye Nianwolf received the first military uniform in his life, put on this set of army green training uniforms, put on a military hat, everything was so novel.

He turned around in front of the mirror several times, although it looked a little dirty, there was no handsome rank badge or anything, but he was still very satisfied with the fulfillment of his wish, which was much better than the bargain he bought from the military service agency when he was working, the quality was much stronger, it was worthy of being produced by the army, elbows and knees, etc., and the places that were easy to wear and tear were thickened, which could be worn a lot.

Finally able to live another life, his excitement can be imagined, even the stiff expression, rarely relaxed, showing a smile. It's a pity that he didn't know that before he entered the army, he was already disliked and kicked into a unit that had nothing to do with his dreams.

Time flies, three days have passed, and finally Ye Nianwolf, wearing a military uniform and a saffron on his chest, was sent to the train by a group of people beating gongs and drums and embarked on his military career.

When he put the green military bag and luggage on the shelf and sat down, he realized that he was the first to get into the car.

It's no wonder that he is so fast, and the others are still saying goodbye to their parents, everyone is reluctant, and their eyes are red. Every parent is trying to stuff their son's bag with food, for fear that they will be hungry and freezing. Someone even installed an IC card for his son. In this era, mobile phones are still high-end products, and the army is not allowed to use this kind of communication equipment, so these small cards naturally have some value in the army.

Ye Nianwolf, who has no parents since he was a child, naturally has no way to understand the state of mind of these people, but he just looked at these young men through the car window speechlessly, crying like a girl.

"Toot ......!" A train whistle sounded, and the military special train was about to depart.

Despite the reluctance, at the urging of the officers, the recruits who were still on the platform also boarded the train and said goodbye to their parents through the window. There was a platoon commander in charge of each car on the train, and after the roll call, the train finally started slowly.

Looking at the parents who were running with the train outside the window, and gradually being thrown away, Ye Nianwolf didn't know why, suddenly his heart was a little blocked, his chest was stuffy, and he gasped. Just as he felt that he was about to suffocate, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Ye Nianwolf, I didn't expect the two of us to be in the same car, great, I still want to find an acquaintance, I didn't expect to meet you."

Ye Nianwolf turned around and was stunned to find that Shi Xiaoming, this guy, was actually standing behind him, looking at him with a look of surprise.

"It's a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here." Ye Nianwolf twitched the corners of his mouth, barely showing a smile, but he was crying bitterly in his heart, and when he encountered this talk again, he couldn't stop this way.

"Haha, yes! I still want to find an acquaintance to talk to! I didn't expect to meet you again, you wait, I'll go get my luggage. After Shi Xiaoming finished speaking, he turned around and took down his luggage from the shelves separated by two seats and moved over.

Looking at Shi Xiaoming, who was full of red light, he didn't mean to be depressed at all, leaving his parents had no effect on him at all.

"Okay, now the two of us are soldiers in the same place again, and we are all fellow villagers who take care of each other. Let me tell you......" As soon as Shi Xiaoming sat down opposite Ye Nianwolf, his mouth began to talk non-stop.

Although it was now the cold winter season, Ye Nianwolf still felt countless flies buzzing around, but he was so disturbed that his mood was completely forgotten.

The sun gradually set, the train traveled for a whole day, and the recruits in the carriage gradually became familiar, since it was Shi Xiaoming, who was familiar with him, and had already mingled with the people in the entire carriage, there was no one he was not familiar with, and everyone's name could be called, including the recruits who got on the train later.

But these have nothing to do with Ye Nianwolf, although he also wants to go up and make do with it, but these eighteen or nineteen young people, the topics they talk about are too high-end, compared with them, Ye Nianwolf feels that he can't keep up with the rhythm at all, like a duck listening to thunder, and can't keep up with the times. Although their real age is two or three years younger than theirs, their mental age is already a generation ahead of them, and there is no common language at all.

So Ye Nianwolf put his hat on the cover, closed his eyes and recuperated, while quietly fiddling with the grip under the table to practice the strength of his fingers.

The reason why there is an action is because Ye Nianwolf, who is very bored these days, saw a program of "Strange People and Strange Skills" on TV, one of which is a soldier who will throw flying needles through glass, and its speed can be comparable to bullets, which aroused his great interest.

So Ye Nianwolf has been practicing throwing flying needles in his spare time these days, but unfortunately flying needles look easy, but it is difficult to do, one is not easy to aim, and the other is too light and has no power, it seems that even if it is a little basic, it is not a matter of three or two days to practice. But he didn't care, anyway, when he was bored, he was looking for fun, and he didn't think about practicing anything right away.

A day and a night passed, Ye Nianwolf was still sleeping in his seat, and a piercing brake suddenly sounded, and the train stopped.

Then the platoon commander in charge of the carriage walked in, he looked at the recruits sleeping very sweetly in the seats, and put the whistle on his chest to his mouth.

"Beep beep beep ......" a sharp and short whistle sounded in the trunk.

"What's wrong, what's going on," "It's noisy, and people can't sleep." "What's the matter......