Qu Sen had been a soldier for four whole years. By the time the new recruits entered the camp, the veterans who had recovered had already left the army. To him, the only trace of the retired veterans was the empty bunks when they left the company.
Later, in August, he received a spot for advanced studies and went to school. The students of the military academy definitely did not have to deal with the issue of transfer, so they really did not experience the veteran transfer at the end of every year.
This year, as a bystander, he finally had the chance to witness the scene of the veterans leaving the basic company.
When the order was read out, the eyes of the soldiers who were called out turned red, but most of them were able to hold back their tears. The moment their ranks were taken off, the cries began to ring out uncontrollably.
Whether it was the veterans standing on the stage or the soldiers lined up below the stage.
There was not much difference during lunch as usual, but the veterans who did not have any ranks or ranks were particularly conspicuous.
In the afternoon, the soldiers of each company were on duty and training as usual. The veterans who were about to leave began to pack their luggage or sat there quietly, digesting the fact that they were about to leave the military camp.
There would be some wine during dinner, but not much. After a loud and clear chant, the atmosphere would suddenly become lively.
Then, "My Old Squad Leader", "Dreaming of the Camel Bell", "Iron Camp, Flowing Water Soldiers", and "Farewell Comrades" would constantly ring out in the canteen of each company. The comrades held their wine glasses, tears, snot, and reluctantly said goodbye to each other as they drank the wine glass by glass …
After a simple meal, they would watch the news, do the roll call at night, wash up, and wait for the lights out signal.
Then they would go to sleep, or quietly stay awake all night.
When the sun rose again, the veterans began to leave the group one by one. Usually, this process would not take more than three days. After three days, everything in the camp seemed to be normal. All the soldiers were still on duty, training, eating, watching the news, and doing the roll call at night …
However, it seemed to be less lively than before, and the roll call at night was shorter.
This kind of gloomy atmosphere continued until the recruits from all over the world gathered in batches and entered the camp. Then, it gradually returned to normal.
The recruits that came every year for the synthetic division were different from the other units. They would not go to the various regiments and undergo recruit training separately. Instead, they would all enter the recruit training camp prepared by the teaching team.
After three months of training, the leader of the recruit training camp would assign each recruit to a unit based on their performance and strengths.
Every time Qu Sen went to the division headquarters, he would take a stroll around the recruit training camp. Sometimes, he would stand there for a long time.
The instructors in the recruit camp thought that he was selecting good seedlings for the drone teaching team, so they usually would not disturb him. Occasionally, they would come over to say a few words, and they would also introduce some warriors who performed well.
What no one knew was that Qu Sen was just standing there purely to reminisce. He recalled his days in the new recruit company. Squad Leader Liao Genzhu, Company Commander Hong, Instructor Yuan, the 400-meter steeplechase, Liu Fei, Wang Shuai, Liu Chuang, Cui Pingjie …
He joined the army in December 2000. In the blink of an eye, it was the end of 2004. Four years was a long time, and he had experienced much more than other warriors, but it had passed in the blink of an eye …
Every year at the end of the year, in addition to the retirement of the veterans and the recruitment of the new recruits, there was another very important matter, which was the evaluation of merits and awards.
This was the honor of every small unit, and it was also an affirmation of everyone's year of work. Although the drone teaching team's performance was extremely outstanding, unfortunately, because it had been established for too short a time, it was excluded from the evaluation of merits and awards.
This made everyone somewhat unwilling, but the relevant regulations were not new this year, so they could only bear with it.
There was only one exception among the more than five hundred people in the entire teaching team, and that was Qu Sen.
In the previous operations of the special forces, he fully utilized the performance characteristics of the new equipment and excellently completed all the established tasks in the battle.
Especially in the second operation, the role he played was far beyond the division of labor of the drone operators themselves.
Of course, the most important point was that Qu Sen himself did not belong to the special forces. He joined the operation as a technical professional instructor. From this point of view, his performance gave a particularly outstanding feeling.
Based on the above reasons, he was evaluated as: Outstanding merit, important contribution.
Therefore, Rong Li was awarded a second-class merit.
Compared to all the honors he had received in the past, Qu Sen was a little ashamed of the second-class merit this time. Because although he himself did not receive professional training similar to the special forces soldiers.
In terms of actual combat experience, he was actually much richer than the soldiers who had not really seen blood. In his view, the two operations he participated in were only what he should do.
For this reason, Qu Sen also wrote a sincere explanation of the situation and handed it to the political department, hoping to decline the second-class merit awarded to him.
The director of the political department also personally talked to Qu Sen about this matter and told Qu Sen that the department gave him this honor after full consideration. His performance in the two battles was completely worthy of the second-class merit medal.
When Qu Sen left the office of the director of the political department, he was still a little conflicted.
It was not that he was pretentious, but the soldiers who had been sacrificed and left behind permanent disabilities only received second-class merit.
Young Deer risked his life to collect ammunition for everyone. After being seriously injured and unconscious, his blood-stained hand tightly held the backpack with the ammunition clips. He lost half of his life and was still in the hospital. It was only a second-class merit.
Compared to them, Qu Sen felt that his contribution in the battle was not even worth mentioning.
After wandering in the hallway for a long time, Qu Sen knocked on the door of Yue Jianjun's office. Then, there was Yue Jianjun's scolding and scolding that lasted for half an hour in the office. When Qu Sen came out of the office, he was already refreshed.
As for the explanation of the situation, it was already thrown into the trash by Comrade Old Yue.
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In the blink of an eye, the last page of the 2004 calendar was flipped, and it was now 2005.
Perhaps because the synthetic division had just been stationed, as the New Year approached, the activities of the military became abnormally frequent.
Needless to say, the local government at all levels and schools organized condolences. The enterprises, factories, and even small factories and workshops around each garrison began to come in waves.
Many of them did not even make an appointment in advance. Suddenly, a group of people brought fruits, meat, beer, white wine, fruit wine, or local home-brewed rice wine to the entrance of the barracks.
If it was any other request, the military would definitely refuse without hesitation. However, these people were all holding flags or banners of condolences. They came with smiles on their faces. How could they chase them out?
Not only could they not chase them out, but they also had to greet them with a smile.
Every time he said something like "I've accepted your kind intentions, but I can't accept your stuff," the villagers, who were dressed in various ethnic costumes, would instantly glare at him and ask, "Are you soldiers looking down on us?"
When you tried to explain the rules and regulations to them, they would not listen at all. Many of them just unloaded their things and left. You could not stop them.
This made the leaders of the various military units very difficult.
The base of the drone teaching team was, of course, facing the same situation. Fortunately, although there were three units in the compound, only the number of the Quick Reaction Battalion was hung on the door.
Therefore, every time a team of condolences came to the door, Qu Sen and An Jingzhe did not show up at all. They all sent He Changhong to deal with them.
After half a month of torment, Comrade Old He was almost going crazy. Seeing that large and small teams of condolences were still popping up, he could only solemnly call Qu Sen and An Jingzhe, as well as the instructors of the two units, to invite them to a meeting.
The topic of the meeting was naturally about the reception of the condolences from the local teams.
As soon as He Changhong mentioned it, Qu Sen immediately spoke. "Well, I'll say it first. When the local people come to express their condolences, they must have come with great enthusiasm. Think about it, if they see two lieutenants receiving them, what will they think?
Will they think that your military unit does not value us and that the condolences we sent are not enough? Will you send us two small officials to send us away?
Therefore, on this matter, Instructor Gu and I have the heart but are powerless. "
After Qu Sen finished speaking, Gu Shan nodded very seriously, indicating that she completely agreed with Captain Qu's statement. This made the other four colonel-level military officers in the conference room so angry that they gritted their teeth, but they really could not find a problem with their words.
The average level of education in Caiyun Province might indeed be a little low, but this did not mean that the people did not recognize the military ranks.
If Qu Sen and Gu Shan came out to receive them, they might think, "We came with full sincerity. You're such a big unit, but you only sent out two people with one bar and three stars to receive us. Are you not taking us seriously?"
It should be known that Caiyun Province was not the interior. Almost eight out of ten people on the streets here were from ethnic minorities. If any unit accidentally left a bad impression on them, and the higher-ups found out later, they would definitely go crazy.
The special forces were also a sub-battalion level unit, but An Jingzhe and the instructor were both majors. The two of them looked at each other after Qu Sen finished speaking.
An Jingzhe said, "Old He, look, out of the three of us, only you and Old Liu are lieutenant colonels. Therefore, this kind of thing still needs the two of you to come out! "
He Changhong was furious, but she had nothing to say. She could only say angrily, "Let's put the reception matter aside for now. Everyone, let's discuss how to deal with the things we received."
"How many things have we received?" Qu Sen asked.
"Heh, we've already filled six garages, and the seventh is almost full. If this continues, our battalion's war chariots will have to be parked outside. "He Changhong looked helpless.
"What do the higher-ups think?" An Jingzhe asked.
"What else can they think? If they can be returned, then return it. If they can't return it, then compensate them after a discount," He Changhong replied.
"Then return it. If they think it's not good to return it directly, then exchange the things everyone sent and find something of similar value to return it in the name of returning the gift," An Jingzhe said indifferently.
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