Chapter Ninety-Three: Leading the team to the service club, this time there is really no routine!

On the way back to the camp, Chen Ming and the others really didn't go far this time, crossing a small road, and when the training team came to the main road, the troop carriers arranged by the artillery brigade had already stopped on the side of the road in rows and waited.

More than 100 people from the second brigade took the lead in boarding the vehicle.

The people who made a fuss that night were dizzy, it was the veterans who stole the guns, the special operations brigade again, and finally there was an emergency assembly.

Chen Ming still didn't understand what was going on, and the good training subject came to an abrupt end.

It's just that at this time, no one is thinking about this problem except him.

The recruits who entered the carriage could still stare and mutter a few words at first, but they couldn't resist it in two minutes, pulled their backpacks and hugged them in their arms, leaned on the iron sheet of the carriage and began to doze off.

Even the most active "Hum Ha Second General" in the usual class is silent.

Chen Ming also leaned on the carriage to rest.

There were cars to sit, and the speed was much faster, and in less than an hour, several troop carriers returned to the camp.

"Get out of the car, quick, pack your bags and get out of the car." Zhao Lifei patted the carriage and urged loudly.

"Chen Ming, lead the team to gather in front of the dormitory building, fast."

"Yes, squad leader."

After assembling the team, Jiang Peng glanced at the crowd and said: "Comrades, due to special circumstances, our field training has been forced to be terminated, and the large-scale military training of the military region has officially begun in the past two days, and the camp where we are located may feel frequent tremors, but don't panic."

"Don't speculate groundlessly, spread rumors with rumors, the outermost part of the large-scale military training battlefield is only a few dozen kilometers away from us, and it is normal for the camp to feel an earthquake."

"Today is Sunday, no training subjects will be arranged in the morning, the time to get up will be postponed, the number of people in each shift will be counted, the guns will be put into storage, and the dormitory will be disbanded."

"Squad leaders, do a good job of finishing the work, and arrange for comrades to rest as soon as possible."

"Yes, platoon commander."

Zhao Lifei agreed, turned to look at the queue.

"What are you doing in a daze, aren't you tired?"

"All of them, turn left, target the gun store, run and walk."

Before the training set off, guns, steel helmets, bullet belts, and grenades were all collected in the warehouse, and now they are all stored in the warehouse.

"Squad leader, what does the large-scale training have to do with us, why did the training suddenly stop?" Chen Ming asked curiously.

I am afraid that this question is the only one he asks, and he will not suffer from Zhao Lifei's impatience, and if others ask, there is a high probability that he will be reprimanded, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, disbanded and rested." ”

Hearing Chen Ming's inquiry, the rest of the group also stopped, and pricked up their ears to hear the specific reason.

After all, when you come back in the middle of the night, you must know the reason.

Zhao Lifei looked at their curious babies one by one, and asked rhetorically, "What?" You don't want to end the training? ”

"The beginning of the large-scale military training really has little to do with us, but the area where we are training is a forbidden area for the large-scale military training, which is very close to the periphery of the training battlefield, only one or twenty kilometers."

"Tonight, all people within a radius of several tens of kilometers from the battlefield will be cleared, including wild animals, will be driven out of the country by ultrasound, and the entire area will be temporarily listed as a military restricted area, and the special operations brigade will send reconnaissance planes from time to time to conduct infrared thermal imaging scans within the range."

"You have to make sure there's no one there at all times, do you know why?"

"Ah, why?" A group of people were listening fascinated.

Infrared, ultrasound, these things are not too new to them.

But once this thing is involved with the troops, it will be much more awesome.

"The reason is simple." Zhao Lifei smiled and said: "Before the outermost area of the exercise begins, missiles and shells will be randomly dropped to simulate the real battlefield environment."

"And once the large-scale training begins, the 100,000-strong corps of various combat methods emerge in an endless stream, there may be troops to test different combat methods, and all areas will be checked in the early stage of the war, we are not in the battle sequence, once the location is scanned out, it is very likely to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"In that area tonight, even foreign satellites have shielded them, not to mention the team we are training in, so you understand?"

"Understood."

A group of people stammered in response, they understood what a poop, anyway, it sounded very awesome.

Chen Ming's heart was also hot when he heard it.

On the battlefield of large-scale military training, which man is not fascinated.

It's a pity that Zhao Lifei didn't discuss this issue with a group of recruits, explained it briefly, and took everyone back to the dormitory to rest.

The day of the field training was Saturday, and the day of return was Sunday.

Because the toss was too hard the day before, not to mention that the recruits couldn't stay up, the veterans were a little choked, so there was no arrangement to blow the wake-up horn on Sunday morning.

Chen Ming slept until the sun rose, sat up and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stretched his waist to get out of bed.

For the first time since the start of the Tactical Skills Week, he didn't wake up to the sound of an emergency rally.

Seeing that the time was almost eight o'clock, Chen Ming packed up the basin and was about to go out, when the squad leader Zhao Lifei pushed the door from outside and walked in, first glanced at Chen Ming, and then looked at the other recruits who were still sleeping.

He frowned and shouted, "Get up, what?" Still not willing to move? ”

"For the sake of not sleeping well last night, I tossed until midnight, so I let you sleep for an extra hour or two, but I didn't let you stay in bed all the time."

"Get it all up for me."

"I'll count to three, and if I still see anyone who hasn't gotten up, then we'll go to the training ground today and continue to practice."

"Huh?"

Is it labor and capital Shu Dao Mountain again?

The recruits who were still asleep just now didn't hear what the squad leader said in the first two sentences, and when they heard it, it was "Shudao Mountain".

In the face of this soul-deep oppression, in the dormitory, there was a sound of the iron bed shaking, and a group of recruits hurriedly lifted the quilt and got up.

Wei Chongchong suffered this loss, knew the temperament of the squad leader, and after sitting up from the bed, he got out of bed directly in autumn pants.

I don't know, I don't know if this thing didn't stand firmly, or what the reason is, I turned over and got out of bed, my feet just touched the ground, and my whole leg was weak, and I knelt on the ground.

All of a sudden.

Chen Ming was stunned, Zhao Lifei was also stunned, and chuckled: "It's still a little practice."

"Hurry up, gather at the door of the canteen in ten minutes, take you to the service club, hurry up and prepare."

Zhao Lifei left the dormitory after speaking.

When the others heard that they were going to the service club, they didn't react, Wei Chongchong got up from the ground with difficulty, and he didn't care whether his leg hurt or not, and hurriedly greeted: "Brothers, don't go to the service club anywhere, don't go, the history of blood and tears, my experience."

"Yes, I won't be going to kill me this time." Wang Shuai swore in front of the bed.

Chen Ming looked at them with a basin of water for a long time, shook his head, and left the dormitory.

This time, the squad leader said to take them to the service club, which is obviously true, but unfortunately the two brothers don't know what to think.

How can you pass by the right choice every time?

According to Zhao Lifei's temper, he won't tell you so many twists and turns, out of tolerance is out of tolerance, going to the service club is going to the service club, don't you try? That's the attitude anyway.

Chen Ming knew the self-judgment of the two brothers, and he didn't bother to remind him, so he went to wash up by himself.

Ten minutes later.

A group of recruits, under the leadership of Chen Ming, came to the door of the dormitory to assemble collectively.

It's not just that Wei Chongchong's legs are weak, he trained all day yesterday, and he didn't notice anything in the middle of the night, and when he got up from sleep, he really didn't have any strength in his legs.

Barely holding on to two steps, his legs will suddenly weaken, and he walks from the dormitory to the meeting point outside the building, but only a few dozen meters, a few people almost fell.

"Hey, fortunately, our training has been suspended, otherwise I really don't know what to do today, I can still run yesterday, and walking will be a problem today." Ma Dazhu kept sighing.

In fact, in terms of the physical fitness of a recruit, it is already remarkable that he can persist in walking more than 40 kilometers a day.

Sleeping can replenish energy, but muscle soreness cannot be recovered.

If the training is not terminated, there is no way but to grit your teeth and continue to boil, which recruit does not come from this stage, there is no shortcut.

After waiting in line for about five or six minutes, Zhao Lifei came over from the direction of the company's command room and shouted: "All of them, turn right, at the door of the service agency, and run."

Chen Ming was about to run, when a voice suddenly came from the team.

"Report."

"Speak."

"Report to the squad leader, can I not go to the service club, the main reason is that I don't like that place very much."

Wang Shuaibing was loaded.

"Report, I don't want to go either, that place is just a time for me." Wei Chongchong followed.

Zhao Lifei, who walked to everyone from a distance, frowned.

How could he not know who these two goods were, and he could usually fly when he heard that he went to the service agency.

This will say that I don't like it, I don't want to go, it's just a blind fortune teller, nonsense.

Anyway, this is not an important matter, Zhao Lifei didn't bother to bother with them, and waved his hand: "If you don't want to go, just stand here and wait until we come back."

"Others, run and go."

Pedal Pedal Tread.

Seeing that the squad deputy and the squad leader had already run away, Wang Shuaibing pouted: "What are you kidding, I look like the kind of person who falls down three times in a pit?"

"They all said that going to the service club is fake, but the work is real, why don't they believe it."

"Hey, if you don't listen to the old soldier, you'll suffer in front of you." Wei Chongchong also shook his head and sighed, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

Next, as if to verify what the two of them said, the first shift just left, and the second and third shifts also began to assemble, with unified orders and unified actions, all saying that they were going to the service club.

Forget about other classes, the two of them saw that Cheng Tiehu, the leader of the third class, still used the service club as an excuse, his face was half green, as if he remembered some unpleasant past, snorted, and turned his head elsewhere.

The other side.

Zhao Lifei led the team to leave the recruit company.

Chen Ming: When they first came to the barracks before, they went to the service club once, and looking at the direction of their journey this time, it seemed that the route was correct.

"Squad leader, do you really go to the service club?" Chen Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense, if you don't go, what am I going to do with you?" Zhao Lifei pointed to the camp behind him and said: "I didn't cook in the cooking class this morning, and I didn't even have breakfast in the canteen.

"I guess you don't like to eat those self-heating foods, compressed biscuits, canned food, etc., just bring you to the service agency, buy whatever you want, and resume food at noon."

"Oh, by the way, today and Sunday, the water room is hot all day, you can buy some things for the bath, and take a bath while there is no training subject scheduled in the morning."

"Yes, squad leader."

Knowing that there was no routine this time, it was really going to the service club, and a group of recruits blossomed.

As a recruit, it's not easy to even take a bath.

When the weather is still hot, you may not be able to wash once in ten days, of course, if you are willing to take a shower with cold water, then no one cares, but under normal circumstances, the squad leader does not let you.

After all, when they first came, their physical fitness was poor, and if they took a cold shower and caught a cold, it would be even more troublesome.

Of course, after training every day at that time, they were as tired as their grandsons, and they didn't have the strength to take a bath.

When he came to the service club again, Chen Ming picked out a few pieces of bread, some instant noodles, bath towels and other things.

Zhao Lifei also did what he said, he didn't care what the recruits bought, in the morning, he bought a bucket of instant noodles by himself, sat on the chair behind the people's service club, squinted, and enjoyed eating.

It should be because of the large-scale military training, the management of the left-behind personnel of each battalion is loose, and there are really many people who eat instant noodles in the service club, and many veterans gather in the back corner, eating instant noodles, eating melon seeds, and chatting.

Chen Ming walked around, looked at the situation, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, obviously, the two "door gods" in the first class had miscalculated again.

(End of chapter)