When Chen Ming returned to the queue, he felt a little strange when he saw everyone staring at him with a strange look.

"What are you looking at?"

"Am there something wrong with me?"

Chen Ming looked at himself, there was nothing wrong.

"It's not just wrong, it's so wrong." Ma Dazhu said with a smile: "Lao Chen, what happened between you and that Lieutenant Chai just now, I see that you two are quite close."

"What a mess." Chen Ming smiled bitterly, "She is from the Propaganda Department, and she wants to interview recruits and ask me some questions, that's all." ”

"Really?" The corners of the mouths of the group were almost crooked to the sky.

There is nothing wrong with the interview, but when interviewing others, Lieutenant Chai's movements are not so intimate, and he pulls his sleeves and pats his shoulders.

Wang Shuaibing is a big old man, he doesn't have so many twists and turns, seeing the military medal hanging around Chen Ming's neck, he immediately reached out and held it in his hand to take a look, shook his head and said: "I'll rub it, for such a gadget, we have been practicing hard since we entered the barracks, and now we finally let Brother Chen get it."

"Now I can finally relax."

"Relax?"

Zhao Lifei was coming from a distance, and after hearing Wang Shuaibing's words, his face sank: "Who told you that you can relax?"

"I tell you, from the moment you put on this green uniform, the moment you become an army, you don't think you can relax except for retiring."

"Hurry up and line up, after the competition, it's time to arrange the gun award, and there are more challenges waiting for you."

"If the performance of the recruit period is poor, the eight main battalions of our artillery brigade, when the time comes, look at the distribution of assessment results, if no one wants you, you can only be stuffed into logistics to feed the pigs."

Feed the pigs??

This kind of distribution arrangement, usually the recruits joke with each other, but it is different from the mouth of the squad leader.

"Line up, don't talk about feeding the pigs, if anyone has too poor assessment results at that time, you will not be qualified to feed the pigs."

After the competition, Zhao Lifei was not as good at talking as before, and returned to his iron-faced and selfless appearance.

Seeing that Chen Ming still had a military merit medal hanging around his neck, he raised his hand and said, "Put this away, and put it away after returning to the barracks."

"The military merit medal represents the honor of the soldier and should be kept well."

"Yes, squad leader."

……

Subsequently, the four brigades of the artillery brigade were ready to withdraw.

Under the leadership of the company commanders

More than 400 people lined up in a neat square and set off back with high spirits.

At present, this posture is much more majestic than when it came.

The training center did not need to be evacuated because it was the host, and their recruits lined up in a square line, staring at the four brigades of the artillery brigade one by one, and slowly walked in front of them.

In his eyes, he was quite unconvinced.

Chen Ming walked at the front of the second brigade, and when he turned around and saw that everyone in the rear group was arrogant like a big rooster, with their heads up, his mind moved, and he suddenly said, "Brothers."

"Huh?"

"How about a military song?"

"Yes, I agree."

If you usually propose to sing, it is estimated that few people are willing, but at this time, one is more positive than the other.

I remember that when I first came to the training center, I felt unhappy when I looked at them like dirt buns.

Now it's hard to get back into the game, and it has to be backed up.

Chen Ming smiled, and sang in a low voice with a hint of highness: "Walk through the wind and rain, experience blood and fire, prepare ~ up."

"Through the wind and rain, through the blood and fire;"

"Glorious artillery brigade, assembled under the military flag;"

"Shells whistling, air patrols, ballistics flying, burning the fire of loyalty..."

The high-pitched singing voice came from the position of the first class, and soon, the entire second brigade sang along.

Immediately afterwards, the first, third, and fourth teams were infected and joined the chorus together.

The artillery brigade has its own military song, and at this moment it is not a pre-dinner song, it is sung loudly and perfunctory.

It's a real chorus, to sing with momentum, and to shock the training center before leaving.

The majestic singing seemed to bring everyone's thoughts into the battlefield, the war drums were everywhere, the wolf smoke was billowing, and countless chariots roared and rushed to the battlefield.

Shaking the earth, overwhelming, the sky and the sky are one, and the east wind is mighty.

Although Chen Ming and the others have the title of artilleryman on their heads, they are just a group of recruits who have not been awarded the title after all, and strictly speaking, they are not artillerymen.

However, there is a hint of a thousand miles of mobile hammer and sword in the song, and the momentum of the storm and the leisure.

There is quite a determination to show the majesty of the artillery and the trajectory of the nine days without a trace.

This scene made the recruits in the training center dumbfounded.

The singing is often the most reflective of morale, and the "Unity is Strength" they sing on weekdays is obviously more than a star and a half behind the military song of the artillery brigade.

Not only were the recruits dumbfounded, but the company and platoon commanders of the training center, all of whom were looking solemnly at this time, and Chai Shuyao, who was still interviewing and collecting materials, turned their heads to watch all the recruits in the artillery brigade sing loud military songs and leave.

She walked outside the martial arts arena, her brows furrowed slightly, thoughtful.

......

On the way back.

Chen Ming and the others were still sitting in the troop carrier when they came, and a group of recruits were nested in the carriage.

This moment is different from that moment.

Their current state of mind is completely different from the tension they have come.

One by one, their faces were full of excitement and their fighting spirit was high.

Wang Shuaibing danced even more, and said happily: "Brother Chen, you still have a lot of ideas, and you have the idea to let us sing military songs, don't you look at the eyes of those rammers, what kind of training center, I think it is so powerful."

"It can't be said that the conditions in the training center are difficult, and their overall quality is indeed higher than ours." Chen Ming shook his head with a smile.

"Hey, hey, the squad deputy, the evaluation has passed, let's not mention it, I remember if the squad leader just said that it was time to give the gun?"

Wei Chongchong asked from the side.

Guns, for men, have an innate fatal temptation.

Any young man who joins the army and enlists asks him what he is most looking forward to in the barracks, and it is estimated that no one will say that he is looking forward to folding quilts, looking forward to standing in a military posture, looking forward to running five kilometers that cannot be completed, and looking forward to all kinds of training.

However, almost all recruits will have their eyes lit up just by lifting their guns.

After all, if you don't use a gun, you probably won't have much chance to contact it in your life.

"Well, I said that we should also give the gun, if it weren't for the fact that this evaluation is only compared to the physical fitness queue, we have delayed the time of practicing physical fitness during this time, and it is estimated that we should have given the gun a long time ago."

Chen Ming nodded, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart.

He doesn't have the same craving for guns as everyone else.

After all, in his previous life, he was born early, in the eighties and nineties, the ban on guns was not strict, and he also followed adults to touch the shotgun and hunt, and later, after entering the sports circle, he also played the air gun special for competition.

Therefore, for others, guns that are covered with a veil of mystery are not a rare thing for him.

Moreover, he has read articles and reports before, in the army, the gun is very cool, the key is that it is impossible to keep fighting, and if you fight too much, you may vomit directly.

Especially when the bullet inventory is cleared, and when the heavy load is armed off-road, it is a psychological shadow when you see the gun.

But his own interest is not high, it does not mean that other recruits are not interested, they are discussing gun teaching and target shooting along the way, which is called an excitement.

Chen Ming leaned on the carriage and quietly thought about his next goal.

In a little more than a month, it will be time to reconnect.

The lower company of the army, just like the college entrance examination in the outside world, is a very important watershed.

If a good unit can be assigned, it will be of great help to future development.

However, he was not very familiar with the various units of the artillery brigade, so he heard Chai Shujiao say that the artillery brigade is a strengthened combat readiness force, with eight main battalions and more than 20 companies under its jurisdiction, and he did not know which one was better.

It seems that I have to ask the instructor for advice.

He made up his mind here, and he was going to talk to the instructor when he went back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back from the evaluation, the company commander Guo Yuanzheng, instructor Lin Fengcheng, and platoon Jiang Peng hurriedly drove away from the recruit company.

Looks like there's something urgent to deal with.