Di Lei, the commander of the third battalion of the "Iron and Blood Regiment", worked in the "Beijing Garrison" in the early years, and today he is the general person in charge of the liaison of the players of the "Iron and Blood Regiment".

'How many are you both?' Di Lei looked at the battalion clerk and Guo Xiaosong and came over and asked.

'Take the top 20, I think we've both passed!' Guo Xiaosong took over the words of the battalion commander Di Lei today, because 'he has better grades than the battalion headquarters!' ’

"Then you can sit there and rest for a while, I've seen the timetable, and we'll have to wait for the rematch for a while!" Adjacent to Daqi, there are no chairs and seats, Guo Xiaosong and the battalion secretary are sitting on the ground, and the other 'computer typing' player of the 'Iron and Blood Regiment' has been eliminated and returned to the regiment by bus.

'Howitzers' and 'weather bombs' are also a project in the assessment of the 'Beijing Garrison', and the 'Iron and Blood Regiment' artillery battalion has also sent its own representatives, and in the compound of a certain meteorological station, I can only hear the rumbling of artillery trucks, and the 'sun and rain' are constantly falling from the sky.

After many debugging, the small "model airplane" with the communication cable easily jumped to the high pole, which is much safer than using manpower to transport, and the time is also saved a lot, when the "operator" from the pole, made a "good" gesture, all the observers present applauded. Even the retired veteran leaders of the 'Beijing Garrison' who came to inspect were also happy about this sudden thought.

'You're doing a good job!' If this had been decades ago, you would have made a great contribution,' the old chief, who had participated in the War to Resist Rice and Aid Korea, grabbed the instructor of the communication company by the neck.

I remember the Liberation War, how many signal soldiers were sacrificed in order to build a telephone line to the front finger for the chief, and there was no such thing at that time. If you don't compare and draw at the bottom, play with the telephone line and set it up, I see, today's young people are literate, and our gang of big bosses are different! Another old chief felt the same way.

"Aren't you also a graduate of the Nanjing Military Academy, if you say that you are not educated, who else is educated!" ’

"That's called going to school, it's nonsense." If you can't understand the words, you will all become college students, or this kid and this group of soldiers are happy, this plane is really good. That's nice! The plane that had taken the instructor of the communications company was snatched, and several old men gathered around and studied it.

The instructor of the communication company standing on the side was also very excited at this time. If it were in normal times, even if you had good food, good drink, and good hospitality, these old men would not come to Lianli. But today, they treat themselves as students, and they do research with the teacher's plane.

In military competition under high technology, 'electronic warfare' is a major item, and the use of their own transceiver tools to interfere with the enemy's command center is the key to determining the final victory of the war; several division-level units under the 'Beijing Garrison' have formed their own 'electronic warfare detachments', and on a certain practice ground, all kinds of high-power equipment will also come in handy, and the game of reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance will be carried out in a variety of stages, and this is also a place with the largest number of "audiences."

'Good fellow, the lid of the cauldron is all used! It is particularly worth mentioning that the old man downstairs of Liu Min's house was also at the scene, he was dressed in a military uniform today, although he did not have a military rank on his shoulders, but according to the respect of the people around him, it can be analyzed that this old man was not an ordinary person before he retired.

Looking at the flow of people running back and forth, every radio soldier and confidential personnel are carrying their own equipment, and the sound of ticking is endless, this is 'electronic information warfare', and in this venue, there will naturally be no 'iron and blood group', because it is really not enough.

'Guo Xiaosong of the Iron and Blood Group, are you here! A staff officer of the 'garrison' holding a thick book clip walked over to the banner.

'Here! I am Guo Xiaosong! ’

'I'll prepare, and then it'll be your time to play!' Only Guo Xiaosong's name was read, and the battalion headquarters documents were ignored.

'What's going on?' Didn't you say there was you? Only then did he use his mobile phone to report to the regiment commander, and the commander of the third battalion, Di Lei, was still very glad that the two generals under him were still in place.

'I don't know, battalion commander, I'll go and ask!' Obviously, the top ten came out of the 'computer room', and the battalion clerk was a little confused, why there was no him in the semi-finals.

After getting the answer, the battalion secretary walked back with his head down, Guo Xiaosong stepped forward and hurriedly asked, 'What's the situation?' ’

"Let people give it a top, people said, only the top ten in the preliminary round, and the next ten team members are all set in advance," unfair, really unfair, in desperation, the battalion secretary shed his own 'hero tears'.

'These ghosts, who obviously said that they were in the top 20, don't count, they really me off! It was the first time Guo Xiaosong had encountered such a thing, but he could only scold himself outside the court, and his voice was very small, he didn't dare to let the 'examiners' hear it, so he couldn't say, he would be 'optimized combination'.

The battalion commander Di Lei patted the back of the battalion clerk, comforted him and said, "If you don't compare, you won't compare, we won't be worse than this, let Guo Xiaosong treat them in a while, I want to see what other ghosts they have!" ’

Guo Xiaosong clenched his fists and said, "Yes, these B's raised things are not such things, I will have to treat them in a while, let them see, our iron-blooded people are not easy to bully." ’

Not only did they set the 'ten players' in advance, but even the final top three had already been found, and in the 'computer room' of the semi-finals, it was the 'referee' who said loudly, 'The next item is to play a book, this is a book of our army's excellent commanders, which is very popular in China, so we will play a few of them, and I will play the content to be played. It's been written on the blackboard, let's start sending out the book! ’

Guo Kaishan's book actually became the content of the exam for the semi-finals, Guo Xiaosong was very happy when he heard it, when he found a few pages mentioned on the blackboard, the sense of eagerness to try also rose, and the battalion headquarters documents were treated unfairly just now, which made him feel very angry, but when he saw a soldier not far away. When he started typing, he didn't forget to ask the 'referee', saying that someone was 'cheating'.

Although he saw Guo Xiaosong's movements, the 'referee' acted as if he hadn't seen it, and it was only five minutes after the book was sent that he announced the 'start'. ’

It was more than five minutes slower than others to start, and it was really difficult to catch up, Guo Xiaosong didn't even think about it. Just lowered his head and typed, as if he had memorized the content of Guo Kaishan's book, he just glanced at the 'target', and typed out the words to be typed on this page.

'Report. I'm done! Guo Xiaosong closed the book and stood up to report.

Guo Xiaosong's move surprised the three invigilators present, and they all looked at Guo Xiaosong with wide eyes. One of them walked quickly in front of Guo Xiaosong and looked at the materials he typed on the computer.

'You're done so quickly?' The referee didn't expect that the 'Iron Blood Regiment' really had gods.

'Yes. It's over! With his head tilted to the ceiling, Guo Xiaosong didn't want to look at this unfair arbiter.

'Is he done?' The referee asked his companion who came to Guo Xiaosong again.

After a long while, the invigilator said, 'Looks like it's over!' ’

'Okay, let's clock now, how long will it take?' 'Scoundrel, really a scoundrel, the stopwatch in the hand of the 'referee' has not been pressed, and Guo Xiaosong has been delayed for five or six minutes, but fortunately, during this time, no one has surpassed himself, and Guo Xiaosong's hanging heart has been put down.

The first one walked out of the 'microcomputer room', Guo Xiaosong looked at the sun in the sky, today's sun is still so hot, it shines on his body, it looks very comfortable, compared to the darkness of the 'microcomputer room', the air outside is also fresh, until Guo Xiaosong walked out of the 'microcomputer room' for more than ten minutes, the second place started to play the 'report', this player is the first place in the 'internal determination', but he really can't compare with Guo Xiaosong, he's got up early in the morning and rushed to a late set. ’

The instructor of the communications company won the first place in the 'high-tech communications competition,' which can be said to be a well-deserved name; while receiving the report card, he did not forget to regain his own "model airplane" from the hands of the old leaders. ’

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, which regiment are you from?" An old chief, who had been studying airplanes for a long time, saw that the plane had been snatched away, and he felt that he should ask who the owner of the plane was.

"I'm from the Iron and Blood Regiment's Communication Company, and I have the opportunity to ask for your presence here!" ’

'I see, you're the commander of the communications company, aren't you?' ’

'I, I'm the instructor, and our company commander organizes fighter training in the regiment!' ’

'Oh, instructor! An old man felt that it was a pity, and in his eyes, perhaps only a military commander could achieve such an achievement.

Guo Xiaosong kept looking at the instructor of the communication company from a distance, and when he walked back under the banner, he congratulated the others, "Instructor, we all heard it from the loudspeaker, you are the first!" ’

The instructor of the communication company patted Guo Xiaosong on the shoulder and said, "My success is half of yours, we don't have to say anything about anyone, go back and I'll share half of the bonus given by the regiment!" ’

'Really, instructor, you're so open! Guo Xiaosong jumped up happily.

'What's going on?' The third battalion commander, Di Lei, didn't know what Guo Xiaosong and the instructor of the communication company were talking about.

It's a secret between the two of us, do you know the secret?' The instructor of the communication company is also a person with a background, although the one in front of him is a battalion commander, but the current officer is not as good as the current management, and he is not his subordinate.

"Who pities to listen, I tell you Guo Xiaosong, don't tell me for a while, I don't listen!" Battalion Commander Di Lei has a lot of work at hand, as long as the 'Iron and Blood Regiment' has a competition, he has to record the ranking on the spot, and if the results are good, he has to call the regiment commander with his mobile phone to report.

After inspecting the 'electronic warfare', Deputy Commander Liu of the 'Beijing Garrison' led the old cadres to the 'computer room', far away, Guo Xiaosong found the old man downstairs of Liu Min's house, and in order not to let others recognize him, he came to the front of the battalion commander Di Lei and asked for leave.

'Battalion commander, I'm going to the toilet!' ’

"Aren't you kid just done, pulling!" I wanted to introduce my good soldier Guo Xiaosong in front of the old chief, but Guo Xiaosong wanted to go to the toilet at this time, which made Di Lei feel very frustrated.

I really can't hold it back, maybe the steamed buns here at noon are too hard, my stomach is not good, I'm about to pull it, it's almost into my pants! Guo Xiaosong did not get the consent of the battalion commander Di Lei, and ran to the "big toilet" in the distance. (To be continued......)