"What...... Did I just hear someone say, 'A-grade?'

This was the first reaction given by the crowd, most of them were enthusiastically discussing the old gossip of the head of the group just now, and they didn't hear it clearly, so they were a little sluggish and dazed on the spot.

"Well, Yang Wudong, the head of 439, said that Han Qingyu's fusion test result was A-level. ”

There is a clear explanation, but the tone is not very sure, just a simple paraphrase.

"Ah...... But hasn't it been announced yet? How does he know?"

"A-grade, really fake?How long has it been since 425 was out of A-class?!"

"It's Aoko...... Aoko!"

The chatter in all directions ranged from uh-huh, uh-huh, to bees dancing, and finally like a cannonball.

At the same time, "pop", the chief of staff raised his head and directly slapped himself on the forehead, looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, hating it, "Fuck your uncle's Li Wangqiang, didn't you obviously say yes last night? Go back and think about it in the long run...... He also said that if necessary, he could press it. ”

The situation is actually obvious, as a partner, the chief of staff can think of it with his toes, it must be that Commander Li has just run on each other with his old rival, and the crowd can't be done...... Take an A-grade and shoot it in someone's face.

This shameless goods.

On the other side, Regiment Commander Li was still triumphantly planning to follow over to continue showing off, but suddenly saw the expression and movement of the chief of staff...... When I came back to my senses, my heart was empty and I stopped.

Han Qingyu was left to face Head Yang alone.

"You mean, my test result is grade A?" Han Qingyu asked sincerely, because he really didn't know his test result yet.

Except for Commander Li and Chief of Staff, no one in the entire 425 knew about it.

"Hmm. Yang Wudong nodded, and while observing Han Qingyu's reaction, he explained: "Your regiment commander said that he went with the chief of staff last night to inquire about senior sisters...... Fidelity. ”

"Wow~"

"It's really A-grade, it's really A-grade. ”

"Awesome. ”

In the midst of the excitement and uproar, the future captain Mira stretched out his arms...... Cotton...... Put it down. Excitement turns to loneliness.

In the end, he stood silently in the corner, sad alone: it's difficult, it's over...... So, why did I kiss the pennant at that time? I'm a gringo, I'm a foreign girl, what am I shy?

The excitement of 425 was a bit heart-wrenching, but it was still in Yang Wudong's expectations, and what he didn't expect was the reaction of the A-level recruit himself in front of him.

Isn't he excited? Or is he too excited and stupid?

Yang Wudong was about to open his mouth to remind him, but it was Han Qingyu who raised his head and spoke first.

"What about the others?" he asked, earnestly and expectantly.

So, he still has the heart to care about this? Yang Wudong: "...... Then I don't know. ”

"Oh, thank you, Captain Yang. ”

Thank you, big head. Yang Tuanchang said.

“...... Wait", Yang Wudong thought of the only possibility he felt, "Do you actually not know what the concept of A-level is?"

Han Qingyu: "Hmm. ”

"......" Yang Wudong was stunned, opened his mouth silently, opened his mouth silently...... After about ten seconds, I finally found an explanation, pointed to myself and said, "Look at me." ”

Han Qingyu looked at him.

"I, B-, have a B-, and my personal combat power ranks among the top 40 in the army...... Top 37. ”

Yang Wudong paused when he said this, then leaned closer, and then continued in a low voice: "Your regiment leader, you can't beat me now." ”

Understood, Han Qingyu nodded.

Then he unconsciously turned his head and glanced at Captain Li, who was standing a little farther away, and said in his heart that this is not heard, but heard...... They probably fought.

"So, remember, the real strength is not measured by fusion detection, nor is it fed by the source energy block...... Practice well and see you on the battlefield later. ”

"In the end, long live the Ninth Army, long live the board rub. ”

After Yang Wudong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Contrary to Han Qingyu's expectations, this Yang head who had just quarreled with his own head of the regiment, and it seemed that he was also aggressive and came to find trouble, and in the end he just wanted to say these things to him.

"Thank you......" he wanted to say.

"Why don't I kick you, do you feel it?" Yang Wudong suddenly turned around.

"Huh?"

"One Cheng Li...... It's coming. Yang Wudong said this unexpectedly loudly.

followed, without waiting for Han Qingyu to respond, took a step to lift his legs, "whew", and swept over directly.

Han Qingyu could only hurriedly set up and stiffened his arms.

"Bang. ”

There was a muffled sound.

Pain.

Heavy.

"Squeak......

This time is not comparable to Zhang Daoan's leg on the training ground, Han Qingyu's whole person is supported by a right lunge, and at the same time his short body is unloaded.

But his whole body was still retreating, his feet sliding on the dry loess of the ground, plowing two deep marks.

"Stopped?"

"Stop!"

Exclamations from the instructors...... In their eyes, it was normal to retreat, and surprisingly, Han Qingyu stood still.

Even Han Qingyu himself thought he was standing at a certain moment, but it wasn't right...... Suddenly, a surge of force slapped at him.

It's like you're fighting against a continuous, steady wave, and although it's hard, it's still resistant...... Then, suddenly, a huge wave of completely different strength and speed crashed in.

"Boom!"

This sound can only be heard by Han Qingyu himself with his senses.

He couldn't even mobilize the liquid energy.

In the next moment, in the exclamation, he finally got his feet off the ground, and the whole person smashed into the truck behind him at a very fast speed.

"Wow. ”

Exclamations abounded.

425 people, almost all of them were caught off guard.

It's going to hurt.

Then, Yang Wudong moved, as if he had been prepared, his body ran a few steps quickly, grabbed Han Qingyu's clothes, and dragged him back.

Landed, the two stood very close.

"I'm sorry, but it's actually two layers of force to kick out...... And for insurance, I also added a layer of surge energy. Yang Wudong whispered.

Han Qingyu: "Hmm. ”

"I've wronged you...... I want to give my children a little confidence, I have actually inquired about the test results of 439, and it is better to have a B-", Yang Wudong paused and said, "I don't want them to think that the A grade is amazing." ”

Han Qingyu didn't speak for a while.

"At the same time, you should also give your own recruit comrades a little confidence, most of them, not so talented...... It's not so easy to persevere and survive. ”

Yang Wudong finally whispered, turned around after speaking, and walked towards his children.

"Forget it, let's get out of the way...... Who made your regiment commander not hold back and bully the small with the big? Haha. From afar, he laughed loudly and said, "But you just saw it, as long as you are willing to practice, the degree of integration does not actually determine everything." ”

............

Four days and four nights.

The route of the return trip made 425 arrive home two days and one night earlier than when I went. It's probably not accurate to say home, because in a few days, when the results of the fusion test are in, they will leave here.

More than a dozen trucks stopped one after another in the 425 base.

Through the back of the car, the recruits saw a person, Zhang Daoan.

Probably because the regiment commander and the chief of staff both went, Zhang Daoan, as the chief instructor, did not accompany him this time.

"It's weird. ”

When I got out of the car, someone muttered.

"What's wrong?" asked.

"I actually felt kind because I saw Instructor Zhang, but he beat me up badly. ”

"Hah...... You're not a masochist, are you...... Hey, why do I have a little bit of it?"

"Probably because we're slowly becoming veterans. Another chimed in.

Zhang Daoan stood like a statue.

The recruits passed, greeted, saluted.

He returned the salute.

The same goes for 11 nights......

It's just that when it came to Han Qingyu, there was some surprise - Zhang Daoan saluted first, and he kept it all the time, and he didn't put it down.

Han Qingyu had no choice but to salute him, "Instructor Zhang, you?"

"Thank you. ”

"Huh?"

"It's been seven years, Lao Miao called me for the first time today......" Even if it was to thank him, Zhang Daoan's tone was still stiff, maybe he was afraid that if he didn't hold back, his emotions would pour out, "Lao Miao said that he couldn't come, let me salute you for him and the 700 reserve station." ”

So, it's the one from before...... The merit reporting materials have been approved, and the process of the incident and the situation of the parties have also been fed back to the 700 reserve station.

And the old Miao in Zhang Daoan's mouth is the stationmaster of the 700 reserve station, and he is also one of the few people left in the red plate erase back then.

He had even left 425 in a rage.

Unexpectedly, because of a recruit, I owe 425.

That evening, the cafeteria prepared a sumptuous dinner for the recruits.

The lame Geng Ye suddenly walked over.

"Tuk. ”

"Click. ”

Put down a bowl of beef noodles and an iron plate to roast the lamb.

"These are the two things I do best. He said to Han Qingyu: "For Xiaomiao, thank you." ”

At this moment, the recruits learned that the lame chef Geng in the canteen was actually another veteran left behind by the strongest red plate eraser in 425 that year.