Chapter 67: The Great Competition
As soon as the others left, the director immediately opened the letter.
Seeing this, his whole person instantly became solemn, and he immediately called the city leaders.
Reflect on this.
After hearing this, the city leaders burst into tears: "I know something about this, I was in the same army with him back then, after he had an accident, I looked for him for two years, but I never found anyone, but I didn't expect him to die at that time."
The enemy party's dogs, the two armies are fighting, and it is too despicable not to kill them. β
The director felt that the leader had cried too early, in case not, the tears were not in vain: "Leader, this is just a preliminary suspicion, and it has not been confirmed, you have to arrange someone to come and check." β
Three days later, the leader brought people over in person, and he asked the villagers to dig up the four buried human bones and put them in jars, and then said to the director: "There were four people who went to negotiate back then, and here there are just four human bones, I think they are them."
Thank you, I will give you a reward when the leaders above confirm it. β
The director felt ashamed, he didn't do anything except make a phone call, but it was the one who wrote the letter, and the comrades who first discovered the human bones, they were the heroes.
The director handed the letter to the leader: "It was an unknown comrade who wrote to tell me, you ask a professional to identify the handwriting and see if you can find out who it is!" β
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Song Luoying, who was messing up in the office, didn't know that someone was checking on her.
But even if she knew, she wouldn't take it seriously, because she wrote with her left hand, and others wouldn't suspect her.
Zhao Jing came over after being busy, and saw Song Luoying munching melon seeds, cocking Erlang's legs, very leisurely, with envy in her eyes.
She looked at Tu Lao: "Old man, are you still accepting apprentices?" β
Tu Lao shook his head: "No." β
Zhao Jing's eyes crossed with a touch of disappointment: "My life is so hard, I am busy with this and that for a day, and I can't do it myself." β
Song Luoying suddenly asked her, "Did you do an operation on someone alone before?" β
These words reminded Zhao Jing of something unhappy, she lowered her eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes, and said sullenly: "There was once, but it didn't work." β
Song Luoying saw that she was in a wrong mood, and encouraged her with a smile: "If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it will be three times, and if you are skillful, you will succeed." β
Zhao Jing leaned over, stared at Song Luoying up close, and asked excitedly, "Sister-in-law, are you comforting me?" β
Song Luoying pushed her head away: "You think it is." β
Zhao Jing grabbed a handful of melon seeds and swallowed slowly: "It's not that my medical skills are not good, but that the patients are demanding, I can't reach them, and I was kicked out." β
Song Luoying almost slapped over, her words were not clear, she thought that the operation had failed: "That means you have been working for two years and have been running errands?" β
Zhao Jing was also depressed, she was a student who graduated from a medical university, and it was her turn to run errands: "If you want to laugh, laugh!" β
Song Luoying didn't smile, but Tu Lao looked at her with contempt: "It must be that the medical skills are not up to par, so the old doctor won't let you go to the operating table."
In the future, I will do less errands and observe more surgeries, so that my medical skills will improve.
If you keep running errands, you'll have to do chores in the hospital in the future. β
Zhao Jing finished swallowing the last melon seed, put her hands on her cheeks, and looked at Song Luoying with burning eyes: "Sister-in-law, I envy you so much, following the old doctor, you can not only learn superb medical skills, but also eat melon seeds and read newspapers." β
Tu Lao glanced at her: "In the future, I will operate on the patient, and you will come and observe." β
Zhao Jing was so excited that she almost kowtowed to Tu Lao: "Thank you, thank you, old man!" β
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In the blink of an eye, it's time for the big competition.
The soldiers walked towards the playground in military uniforms with sonorous and uniform steps.
They write youth with enthusiasm, practice loyalty with life, and show everyone their team spirit of unity and innovation, self-discipline and self-improvement.
The national anthem on the radio filled the atmosphere.
Everyone sang along.
The high-pitched and loud singing voice is uplifting and impassioned.
After a song, the division commander came to the stage in a military uniform.
"Take a breath and look forwardβ"
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
The soldiers lined up neatly, their movements were uniform, and the team was compact, which brought a spiritual shock.
"Fighters, another big competition has arrived, I hope everyone will show their real strength and become famous in one battle."
After the division commander finished speaking, the first to appear were two fighters from the first regiment.
They were to conduct multi-target rapid fire with semi-automatic rifles, each with forty targets at a distance of one hundred and fifty meters.
The two fighters calmly pulled the trigger and truly eliminated an enemy with each bullet.
One shot per second can be so accurate, but it is not something that can be achieved in a day or two of training.
The two of them shot one after another, and they were very happy with the result of hitting all 40 bullets.
Although it has been liberated, the world is still full of dangers.
In order to defend the hard-won Xinhua State, the common people also took up arms one after another, and even the military wives also participated.
Of course, Song Luoying was forced to open for business, and the division commander thought about it, but he was still reluctant to let her do her best, although she was not specially recruited, but let her participate in the big competition.
There are four representatives of the military sister-in-law, namely Song Luoying, sister-in-law Li, sister-in-law Liu, and the last one is Liu Meijiao, and the other three were personally selected by the division commander, only Liu Meijiao took the initiative to sign up.
The four military wives were also required to engage in rapid fire of semi-automatic rifles, each firing fifty times at a fixed target.
Song Luoying stood in the first position, her eyes were resolute, her expression was serious, and she pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang-"
The sound of gunfire was especially pleasant in the wide training ground.
The second is Sister-in-law Li, who hit forty-five shots, and Sister-in-law Liu and Liu Meijiao hit forty shots.
The target was beaten into a sieve by them.
When the division commander saw this achievement, he was shocked again.
These military wives have such results after only one week of practice, which is really amazing!
Especially Song Luoying, when she trained yesterday, she only had forty-eight rounds, and in the official competition, there were actually two more rounds, didn't you say that the more formal she was, the more nervous she was?
When Grandma Wang saw Song Luoying's results, she patted her thigh excitedly: "Okay, Luoluo is good, she is worthy of being my granddaughter Hu Sanniang!" β
Song Luoying was calm, she handed the gun to the soldier, trotted to Grandma Wang, and smiled brightly: "Grandma, I didn't embarrass you, right?" β
Grandma Wang laughed: "The marksmanship is similar to that of your grandma and me, not bad, not bad." β
The division commander came over and proposed, "Old comrade, why don't you come and play too?" β
Grandma Wang shook her head: "Don't play with guns, play with archery." "This doesn't waste bullets.
The division commander was not reluctant, but found someone to bring a bow and arrow.
Grandma Wang pulled out her bow.
Aim for hearts.
As soon as the hand was released, the arrow flew out with a thud.
"Good, good ......"
The division commander applauded excitedly, worthy of the old revolution who stepped on the corpse of a devil, this hand is beautiful!