Wen Jingsong has been in the first squadron recently, and he is too good at jumping.

A few days before the recruit left the squadron this year, he wanted to be a squad leader, and he also made it clear to the squadron cadres that because he wanted to be promoted, he had to be a squad leader for one year, and he had to get a third-class merit in order to meet the conditions.

Originally, in terms of personal progress, the squadron cadres should have taken more care of them.

Wen Jingsong has good physical fitness, and his business is also good in all aspects, and the squadron leader also knows who his father is, so there is no reason not to support it.

The cadres of the squadron knew in their hearts that when they said that they wanted to do it, they must have confirmed it with their families before mentioning it to the squadron.

As a squad leader, no problem.

In the matter of repaying meritorious service for third-class meritorious service, the squadron cadres also promised that if they had the opportunity to make meritorious service, they would consider letting him go.

It's really not good, when the merit is evaluated at the end of the year, I will talk to everyone and let him go.

This matter, Captain Huang thought it was a good thing at the beginning, and he was busy helping him Zhang Luo.

He also told several of their squadron cadres that such cadres with excellent physical fitness can stay in the first squadron in the future, and they will be able to contribute to the first squadron in the future.

There is a fixed quota of cadres in group gymnastics competitions, that is, cadres must participate, maybe one, maybe two.

At present, the cadres of the first squadron, except for Captain Huang, are a little lagging behind in terms of physical exercises.

When everyone heard this reason, they were embarrassed to say anything more, so they agreed with one eye closed.

After studying for two days, he was assigned a rescue squad leader.

Unexpectedly, when they asked Wen Jingsong about his willingness to stay in the team after he was promoted, Wen Jingsong actually said that the special service was too tired, and he would go to the agency in the future and commute to and from work.

He didn't even have the interest in lying to everyone.

This time, Captain Huang's heart was also cooled and he was no longer positive, but everyone agreed that he was the squad leader, and it was not easy to say it again.

But since he became the leader of the rescue squad, he has become more and more crazy.

Speaking at every turn, he didn't save face for the veterans in the class, and held a class meeting last weekend and scolded the two non-commissioned officers in the class.

As soon as there is a quarrel, they will provoke others, and follow the rules of the army, comparing physical fitness and business.

Non-commissioned officers above the second phase, he still has some face, and the first phase, in front of him, let alone meeting and calling the squad leader, he doesn't hold anything if his physical fitness is average.

It can be said that except for He Zhijun, who has just returned from the recruit regiment and gone out for training, no non-commissioned officer in the first phase can hold him down in all aspects.

And obviously there is a recruit class, and he often calls the recruits to practice and teach lessons together with the soldiers of the same year.

Director Liu couldn't get used to him being so unruly.

But Captain Huang always persuaded him: Forget it, the relationship between people is hard, very hard, the biological son of the logistics minister, and his physical fitness is really good in the first squadron, he can't find any major problems, as long as he doesn't fight, put up with him for a year, fortunately, he won't stay in the team in the future, and it's okay to leave.

But two days ago, Wen Jingsong went to the squadron headquarters, saw the frosted smoke on his desk, and joked with him in front of a group of people: Director Liu, you are a dignified imperial lieutenant, smoking this cigarette?

After speaking, he also took out his bag of black-legged poles and threw them on his table.

In Wen Jingsong's opinion: I will also be a lieutenant in the future, I made a joke with you and gave you a pack of cigarettes, can it be regarded as a lifter, right?

But in Director Liu's view, this is a series of insults.

These jokes, the non-commissioned officers often make.

But who is the joke on, the person who is not happy with you, this frivolous tone will only make people more disgusted and find fault.

What to say about the Imperial Lieutenant, you insult the Motherland; Look down on my cigarettes, and then throw a pack of cigarettes to me, you insult Lao Tzu.

It can't be said that Wen Jingsong has no emotional intelligence, but not much.

So, today, Director Liu saw the opportunity to deliberately mention this matter, and it was when both squadrons were present.

After mentioning it, Director Liu smiled at the corner of his lips.

Wen Jingsong, don't you like to joke and wash people? Lao Tzu is joking with you, can you afford it?

It's just that Director Liu's EQ is not high, and after the "joke" is over, he is cool, but everyone is confused.

Cao Yi was not afraid of big things, and asked knowingly: "Oh? Who's going to do it in the first squadron? ”

Director Liu smiled and didn't speak.

But the first squadron all looked at Wen Jingsong, who was the new squad leader, and the non-commissioned officers of the first squadron thought that Wen Jingsong was an official addiction as the squad leader, but if he didn't understand it at this time, he would be a fool.

Nima, for a long time, what people want to be is not the squad leader, but the captain.

The young non-commissioned officers of the first squadron are thinking about a question: This kind of person who has no one in his eyes will become a deputy captain and captain in the future, and everyone will still have good fruits to eat?

So, someone stood up, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealed half a hideous scar, and said with a smile:

"Director Liu, I also have a second-class merit, I have a burn scar on my right hand and arm, and I got it in exchange for a ninth-level disability, I have been a squad leader for a year, and I am also eligible, what you said about lifting a job, it won't be me, right?"

Someone immediately retorted: "Yang Cheng, if you meet the conditions, I don't meet them?" ”

Zhao Jincheng of the second squadron also smiled: "Yang Cheng, if you want to talk about meritorious service, I have three third-class merits, one more than the conditions, and I have been a squad leader for two and a half years." ”

As soon as you say a word, I say a word, Wen Jingsong's face turned green.

With his current conditions, he really can't reach the level of promotion.

In fact, there are two third-class merits, and there are also unspoken rules, one is business, and the other is physical, commonly known as one article and one martial arts.

The third-class merit, with the highest gold content, is obtained in martial arts competitions and urgent and dangerous police missions.

The third-class merit won in the year-end selection is not heavy in the eyes of senior leaders.

And the provincial special service brigade is a place where the leaders of the corps often visit, and if everyone knows about it, jealousy will arise, and it will cause him a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Fang Huai, who was watching quietly next to him, suddenly opened his mouth and lit a fire:

"Director Liu, you think too highly of me, but I still want to do it, but Platoon Commander Hao told me that if I don't get the top two in the national competition, I won't be qualified to do it."

As soon as these words came out, Cao Yi and Hao Chengbin both laughed.

Yang Cheng, who was "qualified" just now, also smiled:

"This guy is right! If you can get the ranking in the national competition, you have to do it, and we will all serve it! ”

The veterans chimed in: "Yes! If you don't have the strength, what are you doing? ”

Wen Jingsong's indicators soared to three highs, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.

The face was uncontrollably red and swollen.

The national competition, fuck, you can talk easily with your mouths open, you can't mention it anyway, so you can't hope that anyone else can get it, right?

Wen Jingsong gritted his teeth and said with a contemptuous smile:

"The corps is a division-level unit, and there are quotas for promotion, but what about the national competition? He Zhijun, the highest in the province, third place!

According to this Fang Huai's statement, who can get it? Who is eligible? What about the quota? Just a waste?

Squad leaders, don't stand and talk without backache, standing here, don't talk about the top two and three in the national competition, and there is no one who can enter the top ten! ”

Wen Jingsong didn't want to care whether this Sima Zhao's heart would have a negative impact, instead of being pointed at like this, it was better to stand up and harden it.

But his ridicule did not silence everyone as expected.

"I think you're still a rookie." Hao Chengbin spoke:

"You don't even know the history of your own brigade? Liu squad leader of your squadron, Liu Shoulin, in the national competition, climbed the building with a weight and won the second place in a single subject, 44 seconds 3!

The second squadron, Luo Ye, who was transferred to the Chongqing team last year, sparred with He Zhijun and Zhou Yong, and ranked ninth in the national competition in individual comprehensive points!

Among the recruits, with Fang Huai's progress, this year, or next year, he will also have the qualifications to impact the high ranking of the national competition!

The two squadrons, there have been many people who have participated in the national competition before, and some people have not been able to participate in it for various reasons, why do you think that there will be no people who are qualified to enter the top ten this year and next year? ”

As soon as Hao Chengbin's words fell, several backbones of their respective squadrons stood two steps forward as if they had been named.

Director Liu saw that everyone was starting to be disgusted, which would make him a little nervous.

This matter, you say everything to me, a little out of control.

He wanted to mock Wen Jingsong and show him a threat, but he didn't want to completely cut off his way, and he was a mortal enemy with a deputy division in this life.

In that way, he will really live a very chic life, and he will not be able to work as a company-level cadre until he is transferred.

There were no other cadres of the 1st Squadron present today, and he didn't even have anyone to take the blame with, so he was fully responsible.

Thinking of this, Director Liu changed the direction of the wind, looked at a few recruits in his squadron, and said:

"When I came back from the police this morning, the recruits were all washing their cars, so they didn't exercise early, right?

Wen Jingsong, Shi Jinbo, Yan Kuan, a few of you second-year soldiers, take them to pull two sets of single parallel bars! ”

He will have to send Wen Jingsong away, and find another opportunity to talk and calm the emotions of the veterans of his squadron.

Now if he goes directly back to the first squadron, he can only take one car, and on the way, he can't control the gossip of the veterans of several other cars.

Cao Yi is also a good person, guessed his thoughts, and didn't want to provide him with this peaceful venue, so he said with a smile:

"Director Liu, you just went to our squadron to borrow equipment to study, and even our single parallel bars field is also occupied?

Recruits in our squadron, don't have to do training? ”

Who knows, mentioning this, Director Liu is confident:

"Instructor Cao, you were conducting a drill the day before yesterday, but yesterday you actually collected a day's equipment, and also reported to the detachment command center, and you couldn't go out to the police for a whole day!

Our squadron helped you out with two policemen yesterday!

One, eat in the afternoon, the elevator saves people!

Another, Zhu Laoping is your jurisdiction, right?

Last night, the police were dispatched, and the road was rotten, and we ran for an hour to arrive, and the fire almost burned to the mountain!

We put out the fire for more than six hours, and we only came back this morning, don't talk about borrowing equipment and borrowing venues, we just let you take care of a meal here with you, right?

If you recruits want to train, let's go together! What's the matter, how many more people can't stand? ”

Director Liu complained, and the second squadron was speechless.

Moreover, the soldiers of the first squadron did not have so many fancy intestines as cadres, and they were quite easy to fool, and this time, they immediately stood on the opposite side of the second squadron with righteous indignation.

"That's right! Cao guided! Our big Saturday, the whole morning, is used to catch up on sleep! ”

"I wipe, last night passing by a pig farm, the pig manure was all stained on the tires, and it was slippery, and the pig manure on our No. 2 car was wiped evenly!

That smell! Smelled all night! If it weren't for the fear that there would not be enough water to extinguish the fire, we would have wanted to flush the tires first! ”

Cao Yi didn't expect the first squadron to help them do a big job, and he was a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand again and again:

"Okay, okay, you go, you go."

When the second squadron heard this, they were all happy and smiling, and praised Cao for guiding Niu B, and yesterday he silently hung a free battle card for the second squadron for a whole day.

Only Fang Huai, who was standing on the side, wanted to cry without tears, his face was mournful, and he didn't even have the heart to worry about Wen Jingsong.

Elevator rescue, 6 hours of fire...

That's my police, my police!!

Return my military merit points!!

(End of chapter)