Chapter 4 The Man Who Salutes with His Left Hand
In the station, everyone came to the previously prepared area, and with the minister's order, they sat down on the chairs in an orderly manner.
When I first enlisted in the army, under the advice of my elders and all kinds of news, I wanted to behave well and didn't want to lose my temper in front of the cadres.
But in fact, there is no need to be so nervous, Ye Fei knows that the minister in front of him is only responsible for transporting troops, not the leading cadre of the recruit company, and he will leave after the handover is completed at the destination.
But there is nothing wrong with the rules, wearing this clothes represents the image of a soldier, and there are many people waiting for the car around.
Ye Fei's mood was a little complicated, for a while, it used to be a place he had dreamed of escaping, but now he was a little excited, and he couldn't wait to return to that place.
Where the dream began, the company of recruits.
The bullet train finally arrived, coming to pick up more than a dozen recruits, including Ye Fei, and heading to the city where they were about to serve.
Yanjing.
The leading cadre of this batch of recruits happened to be Officer Yang, who Ye Fei was familiar with, and the eyes of the two met, Officer Yang smiled and nodded at Ye Fei, and then ordered everyone to get into the car with him.
The train crew left them a separate car, thanks to which everyone could finally relax.
"Dude, what do you call it?"
The brother sitting next to him took the initiative to speak and eagerly talked with Ye Fei.
As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home, rely on your fellow villagers when you go out, and get to know each other now, so that you can take care of anything in the future.
Although the culture of the villagers is a bad custom that the army resolutely abandons, when you go out, you will have a natural sense of intimacy with people from a certain place.
"My name is Ye Fei, just call me by my name, buddies don't say that in the army."
"Hehe, isn't this yet to the recruit company, my name is Daniel Zhang."
Daniel Zhang is a typical northern man, with a strong figure and a dark face with a humble expression.
Seeing Ye Fei and Daniel Zhang chatting eagerly, the surrounding recruits chatted one after another, and even took out a few boxes of pokers from their bags and distributed them to everyone, and a group of recruits fought the landlord and dispersed the sad atmosphere of separation from their relatives.
The bullet train rumbled forward at a rapid pace, leading everyone to the green barracks.
Daniel Zhang poked Ye Fei and said quietly.
"Brother Fei, do you know what the troops we are going to look like, and do you have a chance to ride in a tank?"
This is really the right person, Ye Fei is very familiar with the unit he is going to, it is the unit he served in his previous life.
The Second Garrison of Yanjing, as the garrison guarding the capital, has the main functions of security and stability, and is the big brother of the national garrison, known as the "shield of Yanjing".
I am afraid that Daniel Zhang will be disappointed, the functions of the Second Corps limit the scope of tasks are mostly in urban areas, and tanks are obviously not suitable for use in cities, the entire Second Corps cannot find a tank, and there are quite a few armored vehicles and helicopters used to quickly and maneuver troops.
But Ye Fei definitely can't say this directly, the functional areas of the army are all confidential, and ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to understand this information, the more information Ye Fei exposes, the easier it is to make people think crankily and even make people suspicious.
can only be said implicitly.
"Who knows, anyway, there are so many iron bumps in the troops, there must be a chance to sit down."
After listening to this, Daniel Zhang became even more excited.
"That's great, Brother Fei, I'll tell you the truth, I've been dreaming of these iron bumps these days, and I must become an armored pilot."
Ye Fei smiled and didn't answer.
He really didn't want to discourage Daniel Zhang.
Do you really think that the armored driver is so good?
This is the misunderstanding of many people, thinking that only the Air Force, the Navy, and the Rocket Force that deliver express delivery are high-tech arms that require a certain level of cultural quality to play.
As for running on two legs on the ground, occasionally sitting in an armored car tank or issuing a new pair of shoes, even if the New Year's Army is all coarse, or reckless.
In fact, with the needs of modern warfare, the iteration of weapons is getting faster and faster, and the days of maneuvering on just two legs are long gone, and each unit has enough armored vehicles to transport troops.
Take a tank as an example, if you want a tank to have combat capability, you need 3-4 people to cooperate with the operation, everyone has a corresponding task, and it takes a long time to learn and run in to give full play to the effectiveness of the equipment.
This is all time-consuming, and it also belongs to the high-tech troops, if you just want to stay in the army for two years and then retire, these arms basically have nothing to do with you.
As for why the army still regards the "iron foot board" as one of the reserved training items, on the one hand, it is because of the need to exercise physical fitness, after all, there are some places not to mention tanks, and you can't get in if you drive Optimus Prime, you still have to walk.
On the other hand, because this belongs to the fine tradition of the army, when the Yan State defended the country and resisted the eagle and aided the baton, it relied on the iron feet that stood alone in the world to quickly intersperse, and the 17-nation coalition army was forced to strike a truce and shake hands with the disadvantages of various equipment that was a generation behind or even more.
This is an ancestral craft that cannot be lost.
Unconsciously, the train slowly stopped, and Ye Fei and the others arrived at Yanjing.
The arrival of new recruits in September was the top priority of the troops' work during this period.
From the cadres who greeted Ye Fei and the others, you can see the degree of attention.
Political Commissar of the Second Corps, Bai Ci.
Bai Ci has the rank of major general, and the seniority badge on his chest shows that he belongs to the deputy army-level cadre, and his every move carries the smell of a soldier's resoluteness, his hair is gray, but his expression is still not angry and arrogant, and he is a standard veteran.
In front of the Bai Political Commissar, Officer Yang was like a recruit, there was no difference, and he ran to the Bai Political Commissar in accordance with the rules and regulations of the queue, standing up and saluting.
"The recruit is ordered to be brought, please receive it!"
The Bai political commissar also returned the courtesy upright, and did not relax because of his high position, and the queue instructors could not find fault with the posture of the white political commissar, which can be seen in the strictness of the style of the second corps.
The group of recruits around suddenly discovered a shocking fact, the hand used by the white commissar to salute was the left hand, while the sleeve of the other hand was empty!
They failed to notice that from the moment Commissar Bai appeared, Ye Fei on the side stood straight according to the essentials of the military posture, with a serious expression, looking at Commissar Bai's eyes full of admiration.
There were not many people who could make Ye Fei respect in his previous life, and the man in front of him was one of them.
One-armed general, Bai Ci!
The only man in the whole army in the country who saluted with his left hand, leaving his right hand on the battlefield forever!
Later, he gave up the superior demobilization policy, stayed in the army he loved, worked all the way from the grassroots level, with one arm, overcoming all difficulties, excellent in all training subjects, and competing for the first place in all kinds of tasks.