"Why are you looking for me?" Liu Fei pretended to be dumb, but he couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Why are you looking for you?" Liao Genzhu glared at him and asked, "The captain of the medical team called our company when he saw the news and said that you were gone. Our company and the medical team are now looking for you!"
"What a waste of effort. How can an adult like me be lost?" Liu Fei heard that he ran out of the medical team and caused such a big commotion. Although he was still stubborn, his voice was very weak.
Running away from the medical team was not a small matter, not to mention that he alarmed so many people in the middle of the night. The captain of the medical team aggressively charged into the company, pointed at Liu Fei's nose, and scolded him. He was so agitated that he even used the Henan dialect. He kept saying 'son of a b * tch' and 'son of a b * tch'. In the end, he was so angry that he even scolded Company Commander Hong.
Company Commander Hong could only endure the scolding since his own soldiers were in trouble. He turned his face and vented his anger on Liu Fei, scolding Liu Fei until his head bled.
It was only when Liu Fei sincerely admitted his mistake and agreed to write a three thousand word written reflection that he barely escaped.
When Liu Fei was being scolded, Liu Yuanchao was also scolding people on the phone in the commander's office.
"What do you mean that only two of our projects were selected? Why? "
"Company level armed cross country, 50 meter chest ring target, and individual combat have always been the most important projects in our company. Why can't we participate?!"
"Increasing the high-tech project and reducing the quota for our infantry?"
"Bullsh * t high-tech projects. Why should we reduce the quota for our infantry? Can we fight by carrying a broken headset and typing on the keyboard all day long? What is fighting a war? We are fighting soldiers! If our soldiers can't do it, then what's the use of giving each person a missile? Besides, even if we reduce the quota, why should we reduce my soldiers?! "
"Bullsh * t. That's impossible. Zhao Shanpao and Blind Qu's soldiers are better than mine."
"Bullsh * t! I think it's cheating. It's a false report! "
"Video? I don't care if it's a video or not. Let them bring out their soldiers and compare them face to face with mine! "
"Your words don't count? If your words don't count, then why are you wasting time with me? Let whoever has the final say tell me! "
"…"
Liu Yuanchao's angry scolding came out of the office's wooden door and echoed in the corridor of the office building.
The staff officers who hadn't left yet all stayed in their rooms obediently. They didn't even dare to make a big noise, for fear of offending the boss.
When Political Commissar Zhao Zhi knocked on the door and entered the Regiment Commander's office, Liu Yuanchao had already smashed his phone and was sitting behind his desk sulking. When he saw the political commissar enter, he asked angrily, "You know about it too?"
Zhao Shanpao, Zhao Shanpao............................
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Zhao Zhi hesitated for a moment and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Captain, a classmate from the National Defense University called me just now."
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. "Zhao Zhi shook his head gently. He paused for a while and then said," Nothing special. It's just that between the lines … Between the lines, the meaning is to remind me to be mentally prepared. "
Liu Yuanchao guessed something from Zhao Zhi's hesitant attitude. After hearing what Zhao Zhi said, Liu Yuanchao picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number without thinking.
Zhao Zhi quickly stopped Liu Yuanchao's dialing hand. "Regiment commander, everything is just the intention of the higher-ups. They haven't made a decision yet. If you call now …"
Liu Yuanchao held the phone tightly. After hesitating for a while, he slammed the phone back on the pedestal. He couldn't help but curse, "F * ck!"
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Liu Fei was taken away by the medical team leader. Qu Sen, who was lying on the bed after the lights were turned off, organized his thoughts before he went to sleep. The next day, when he went to the training ground again, he began to adjust his breathing rhythm. However, it was hard to change a habit that had been cultivated for a long time. Not only did his test results get worse, but he also almost got injured a few times.
In the blink of an eye, the May Day holiday came. The soldiers of the infantry regiment could finally take a break. There weren't any training missions scheduled during the holiday, and they could ask for leave in groups to go out and buy some daily necessities.
Qu Sen didn't ask for leave. He was still wearing his camouflage uniform and soaking in the training ground. When the May Day holiday came to an end, after a period of adaptation, he finally ran a record of one minute and twenty-seven seconds. After the old sergeant pressed the stopwatch and reported the time, a few soldiers in the training ground cheered.
"Good! Take a good rest for the next few days. The competition is about to start. Don't be tired. "Company Commander Hong gave Qu Sen a relaxing massage on his calf muscles as he instructed.
"Yes!" Qu Sen replied with his head lowered while lying on the ground in the "dog-prone" position.
When it came to rest, he couldn't really rest. He just didn't sprint with all his strength many times a day. Most of the time, he changed to further familiarizing himself with the main points of the movement and deepening his muscle reaction.
After another three days, Qu Sen finally received a notice to prepare to go to the division headquarters the next day to meet up with the other brothers in the division who were going to participate in the competition.
After a simple packing, Qu Sen suddenly realized that he couldn't sleep after the lights-out signal sounded at night. He didn't know why, but there was a kind of unreal feeling in his mind. In the past, he didn't realize until today that he was going to compete with the best in the 400-meter steeplechase event in the entire military region.
"How many people are there in a military region? There should be at least two to three hundred thousand. "
Qu Sen finally fell asleep while thinking about what it would be like when two to three hundred thousand people gathered together and what kind of results the other soldiers who participated in the competition had.
At six o 'clock in the morning, the wake-up call sounded on time. He got up with a grunt. Just as he was about to fold his quilt, he realized that he didn't need to fold his quilt today. Instead, he needed to put his luggage into the military backpack he received yesterday.
After breakfast, at eight o 'clock sharp, Qu Sen followed Company Commander Hong out of the company and into the regimental headquarters' office under the cheers of his comrades. He had just sat down in the small conference room when two young officers, Bar One and Bar Two, walked in.
Company Commander Hong greeted the two officers. Through the three of them chatting, Qu Sen learned that one of the two officers was surnamed Zhao, the staff officer of the training unit, and the other one was surnamed Wen, the secretary of the publicity unit. Both of them were going to participate in the military region's competition just like him.
The secretary was very interested in Qu Sen and chatted with him for a while. He was interested because he had seen Qu Sen's file and knew that Qu Sen majored in computer science. He asked Qu Sen about some of the things he studied in school and said that he would like to consult Qu Sen about computer science if he had the chance. Staff Officer Zhao was also energized when he heard this. His attitude toward Qu Sen immediately became warmer.
Actually, most of the time, it was the three officers who were chatting. When Qu Sen was asked, he would only reply with a few words.
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