Chapter 105 The Sending Gong Convoy Sets Off, and the High School Class Group Frying!
Under the street lamp at the entrance of the training ground, Chen Ming and Zhao Lifei sat and chatted for a long time, chatting until late at night, and then the two got up and went back to the dormitory.
The recruits are about to be assigned to the next company, and the company is no longer so strict, leaving time for them to say their final goodbyes.
This may be the most relaxing night since Chen Ming entered the army, there was no emergency assembly, no surprise inspection, and this is also the night he misses the most.
The next morning, eight o'clock.
The recruit company, on its side, was still quietly waiting for the assigned order to be issued.
In front of the armed forces department of Pengchengwei County, several light trucks have been prepared, and Dong Guofeng, head of the armed forces department, is busy arranging the delivery of the good news.
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay, the drum corps from the city hasn't arrived yet? Contact Lao Wang, urge, hurry. ”
Dong Guofeng personally commanded the plaques and banners to be installed on the front of the light truck in advance.
Today is to give them a military man's house named Chen Ming in Yanziying Village, Wei County, to send them a third-class meritorious service.
This is a big deal, and the best opportunity for recruitment propaganda.
In the army, it is also a third-class merit, but there are also differences, and the county has not sent similar good news in the past.
However, this time it was different, because it was a document notice sent by a military-level unit, and the propaganda department of the theater had to come and take this good news as a key propaganda case.
Dong Guofeng didn't dare to delay things.
I contacted the Veterans Affairs Bureau in Pengcheng City early and asked them to form a drum team, and the captain of the Weixian Law Enforcement Team also came over to maintain order, and they would send good news together.
"Left, pull a little more to the left, hey, yes, yes, okay, that's all."
Dong Guofeng stood in front of the first light truck, directing the placement of banners.
On the banner, written in gold letters on a red background, "Congratulations to Comrade Chen Ming for winning the third-class meritorious service."
This is the lead car waiting for the convoy to depart, the banner must be straightened, and the planned driving route is to drum the drum team to beat the gong and drum to go around Weixian first.
Let the county's media units follow up and report, and the relevant units in the county will also vigorously publicize in the media that the conscription work will begin next spring, and even send good news with publicity, killing two birds with one stone.
When Dong Guofeng was busy, a military jeep came from a distance and stopped steadily behind the convoy.
Before he could go over to greet him, the door opened, and a colonel in his regular uniform with a two-bar three-star rank got out of the back seat, followed by a one-bar and two-star lieutenant in the driver's seat.
As the head of the county-level armed forces, Dong Guofeng is also a colonel, but to put it bluntly, he has no chance of promotion, so he retreats to the rear to deal with local conscription.
In terms of real power, there is still a gap between him and the colonel who came from the front-line combat unit of the field army.
Seeing the troops coming, he walked two steps quickly, laughed and saluted, and then stretched out his hands and said: "Welcome, welcome comrades to the Weixian Armed Forces Department, I am Dong Guofeng, on behalf of all the personnel of the Armed Forces Department, welcome the arrival of the two comrades."
The colonel who got out of the car returned the salute with a smile, and also stretched out his hand to shake hands with Dong Guofeng and said with a smile: "Haha, Chief Dong is polite, I am Peng Qinglin, chief of staff of the artillery brigade of the 71st Army."
"Come, let me introduce, the person who came with me is the officer of the Cultural Propaganda Department of our Eastern Theater, Chai Shuyao, who is specially responsible for the filming and propaganda work of this send-off."
"Hello, Chief Dong." Chai Shu stood upright and saluted.
"Haha, hello, welcome to Officer Chai."
Dong Guofeng used to be in the army for a long time.
A good news of a third-class meritorious service was enough to surprise him by alerting the chief of staff of the artillery brigade to come over, but the chief of staff took the initiative to introduce a propaganda officer.
I probably knew what was going on.
I'm afraid that this Chai officer is not just representing the propaganda department of the war zone.
The surname is Chai
Dong Guofeng only pondered a little, and the expression on his face was serious.
"Chief of Staff Peng, Officer Chai, let's wait here for a while, and we'll leave immediately."
"We didn't look for the drum corps of the meritorious service team this time, and the comrades from the Veterans Affairs Bureau in the city were arranged, maybe the time was a little rushed, and they haven't arrived yet, but please rest assured, it will be in place soon."
"It's okay, Minister Dong is busy, let's just wait and go over with the car."
"Hey, okay."
After Dong Guofeng said hello, he ran to the side to call and urge.
It's not that people are late, and even if you leave the army as a soldier, you can't say that you're late.
It is his own side that must always pay attention to the arrangements in all aspects to avoid mistakes.
When he learned that the city personnel would be in place in a few minutes, Dong Guofeng was relieved.
Seeing that everyone was busy, Chai Shuyao smiled and walked around the power delivery team, saw the big red banner on the front car, and raised the camera to take a photo.
Looking around, looking at the tall buildings in the distance in Weixian, I secretly looked in my heart, this is Chen Ming's hometown where he grew up.
It's a pity that everyone is preparing for him to celebrate today, but he himself can't come back because of the rules and regulations of the army.
"Knock knock, knock, knock, knock."
A drum beat came from afar, and the band from the Pengcheng Veterans Affairs Bureau arrived.
The send-off team officially began to set off.
At the front is the vehicle of the Weixian County Law Enforcement Team responsible for opening the road, followed by three light trucks, and the red banner is pulled above the front of the car to be particularly conspicuous.
The rear of the convoy followed the military jeep driven by Chai Shuyao, and the five cars set off in such a majestic manner.
It is the cold winter wax moon, the sun in the sky has not completely risen, the cold wind blows, and the bone-chilling body wraps the whole body.
The drum band in military uniforms sitting behind the light truck seems to be unaware, and the drums are noisy and lively.
……
Yang Shaopei is a classmate of Chen Ming High School, and like Jiang Kexin, he was a student in the sixth class of Weixian High School back then.
He had a good relationship with Chen Ming, and his learning ability was basically at the same level, when he scored 251 points in the college entrance examination, he did not choose to continue to study for a junior college, but found a delivery job in the county and worked steadfastly.
Today, Yang Shaopei was driving his broken gold cup to work, and when he passed by the big intersection and waited for the traffic light, he suddenly heard a noisy sound of gongs and drums.
Yang Shaopei was stunned for a moment, took out a red plum from the passenger seat and stuffed it into his mouth, stretched his head to the windshield, and looked outside.
", whose family is this family holding a happy event today? Engage in such a big formation. ”
"It's really rich to burn, and when I get married, I'll do it like this, pretending to be face-saving." Yang Shaopei smiled and muttered.
He didn't pay much attention to it, smoking a cigarette and looking boredly in the direction where the sound came from.
When he saw that the vehicle at the head of the band was opened by the law enforcement team, he couldn't help but be stunned: ", hanging like this?"
"Whose son is this, which daughter, the pomp is big enough."
This is not the end, when he saw the red banner on the front of the second light truck behind, with the big gilded characters written on it, he was stunned at first, and then another foul sentence burst out: "Wo said, Chen Ming?"
Yang Shaopei's eyes almost popped out, "Won the third-class merit?" , it must be the same name. ”
"With that stupid boy's ability and guts, Jiang Kexin pointed to the east, and he didn't dare to go west."
"If he can make a third-class meritorious service, my name will be written backwards."
Yang Shaopei didn't believe it at all.
After all, Chen Ming is familiar with him, he is a proper angry bag, he goes around his girlfriend every day, and is called by his girlfriend to drink, in the words of the Internet, it is a girl's little milk dog, and it is difficult for people to associate him with the image of an iron-blooded tough guy who has made meritorious contributions in the army.
Yang Shaopei, who was disgusting and funny, still took out his mobile phone to record the footage of the send-off convoy driving by, and sent it to the sixth class group of the third year of high school.
No one has spoken in this group for nearly six or seven months, and he didn't care, after posting the video, he added a paragraph, "Look at how my brother Chen Ming is mixed, third-class merit, isn't it awesome?" ”
After sending it, he smiled.
At this time, Yang Shaopei saw that the green light was on, and hurriedly hung up with his right hand, and the old golden cup roared and moved forward, the third-class merit was too far away for him and for Chen Ming.
Working honestly, saving money, and marrying a daughter-in-law is all he can think about.
At least that's what Yang Shaopei thinks.
But it's good that he didn't send it, as soon as the news entered the sixth class group of the third year of high school, the group immediately fried the pot.
It is now during the winter vacation, college students have been on vacation, former classmates have nothing to do at home, and the high school group, which has been silent for more than half a year, suddenly sounded.
Quite a few people have seen the news.
"Oh, I'll go, Lao Yang, this is true or false, Chen Ming's kid mixed a third-class merit? No way? ”
"Huh? Is this the convoy that passed by our downstairs just now? I was woken up by the sound of that. ”
"Don't make trouble, what kind of third-class merit, Chen Ming didn't become a soldier, where did he get the third-class merit?"
"It should be the same name and surname, I remember that Chen Ming didn't go to Kyushu College of Technology to study as a freshman? I also saw him before leaving, it was definitely not Chen Ming, Lao Yang, what nerves did you have in the morning. ”
"It's hard to say, I remember that Chen Ming told me some time ago that he wanted to be a soldier, but I don't know if he went or not, it seems that Jiang Kexin asked him to be a soldier."
"It's useless to go and be it, do you think that the third-class merit in the army is cabbage, just have hands? I'm not saying that Chen Ming can't do it, his small physique, he can't pass the high school physical education exam, isn't it pure to go to the army. ”
"@轻柔的晚风, Jiang Kexin, why did you change the remarks? Hurry up, look at the video, is this your Chen Ming meritorious service in the army? ”
"It's impossible, it's just the same name and surname, my brother is a soldier, and after two years of being a soldier, he still works in the dairy farm as a security guard, not to mention that the third-class merit is not so easy to get, even if he takes it, what's the use?"
"Also, Lao Yang must be talking nonsense, where did you get this video, early in the morning, this group exploded, hurry up and wash and sleep, this is not something we are considering."
The group started a discussion because of a video of Yang Shaopei, in one sentence.
Originally, Yang Shaopei didn't take it seriously, but when he heard the phone tinkling and dinging, he opened it and saw that not only his brother was questioned, but even he was suspected.
Suddenly, his nose almost smoked.
said that Chen Ming could, but he couldn't say him, this was originally filmed by him, not to intercept and steal other people's videos.
immediately replied unconvinced: "What is the same name and surname, I said that it is Chen Ming, that is Chen Ming, my own friend I don't know yet?"
"You just wait and see, I'll follow the convoy now and let you see, and then I'll blind your dog's eyes."
Yang Shaopei replied to the message angrily, it was cool, but after the anger subsided, he himself regretted it a little.
This time, it seems, the blow is a bit big.
(End of chapter)