my liver skills in the barracks

Chapter 32 Zhao Qingquan who doesn't talk about martial arts!

The two have been brothers in bunk beds since they were in the military academy, but Zhao Qingquan's official career was not as bumpy as Nie Haifeng's. He wasted ten years in the position of the main camp, but all the way up, he was replaced by a red single star last year. The associate teacher's resume.

Knowing that Nie Haifeng is the captain of the new training team of the second corps this year, Zhao Qingquan deliberately took up a false position as the captain of the new training team in his own corps. Naturally, the original team leader will do the job, but the position has become the deputy team leader. .

Zhao Qingquan didn't do anything else, just to chat with Nie Haifeng and show off by the way.

"Old Nie, let me tell you, our team has a lot of good seedlings this year."

"National second-level athletes, three! It's like playing with nine points in a three-kilometer run."

"There's another one from Songshan, with a big bald head and shiny hair, and he's very handsome. Even two or three sergeant squad leaders can't hold him down."

Nie Haifeng sneered, and said impatiently.

"I said, Old Zhao, you've been talking all the way since you got off the bus, are you annoying?"

"Besides, he had a good background before he joined the army, and it wasn't brought out by you, so what's the point of showing off?"

Nie Haifeng's words were filled with sourness.

Their kind of troops must have priority when recruiting. Like the Second Corps, which is on duty all year round, the personal image of the officers and soldiers must not be bad. Among the recruits this year, there are quite a few tall and tough recruits. They are from the armed forces of various places. It was specially sent here.

This is the physical fitness. Nie Haifeng has not found any particularly outstanding recruits yet.

Zhao Qingquan leaned over to Nie Haifeng's side, and said in a mean-spirited manner.

"What are you talking about, old Nie, what is showing off?"

"Tell me about your recruits this year. The Second Corps has such a great reputation. There must be more good seedlings than us."

These words are purely disgusting. Zhao Qingquan is too familiar with his old comrade-in-arms. If he is a good seed, he will already be shouting all over the world.

Nie Haifeng snorted coldly, turned his head away, not wanting to talk to him.

Seeing that the old comrade-in-arms stopped talking, Zhao Qingquan laughed happily on the spot.

Yanjing No. [-] Corps and Yanjing No. [-] Corps have a very good relationship with the brother troops, and the No. [-] Corps, which is also under the leadership of the garrison headquarters next door, has to stand aside.

At the same time, these two teams are also old enemies.

Unlike the functions of the Second Corps, the First Corps is basically not responsible for on-duty tasks, or they are on duty all year round.

Event security, counter-terrorism and emergency response, these are the main functions of the No. [-] Corps!
If the Second Corps is the "Shield of Yanjing" defending the capital, then all the officers and soldiers of the Corps are a sword in a box that has been hidden for a long time, ready to stab at any enemy who dares to offend the majesty of the capital of Yan!

For such an army, it is a great thing to have no mission, but it also means that the reputation of the first corps is not obvious, and those who have good things, call the second corps the number one garrison of Yanjing on social platforms, this corps will not accept it .

Once there is an assessment and competition involving the two units, the first team really fights for the first place, and the second team always loses more than wins.

If you lose, you lose. If you are inferior to others, what can you say, but the first team, after winning, they like to ridicule. You can see it just by looking at the behavior of Zhao Qingquan, the deputy captain.

After going back and forth, this beam was forged. The relationship between the two corps was still the same as before, and they were still close brotherly units, but as long as there was something involving the two units, the two parties had to compete for the upper hand.

Seeing that the recruits from the Second Corps arrived one after another, Zhao Qingquan suppressed his smile and sat on the judging platform with Nie Haifeng on the left and right.

After all, he is a deputy teacher-level cadre, so he still needs to pay attention to his image.

"Report to Comrade Captain, the parade parade team of the new training brigade has assembled, please give instructions!"

"Start to fuck."

"Yes!"

The duty officer of the brigade, the squadron leader, snapped a salute, turned around and ordered to the queue.

"The parade begins!"

"Class one, let's go for a run!"

"one two three four!"

The first one to appear on the stage was a squadron and a squadron, shouting slogans loudly, with a good momentum.

There are nine squadrons, one shift goes by one shift, one morning is definitely not enough, either Nie Haifeng chooses a few classes to go to, or each squadron leader chooses the best class of his own squadron to go up and practice.

Now that Zhao Qingquan is here, in order not to lose face, Nie Haifeng must have chosen the second option.

The queue parade is to show all the queue subjects one by one to the inspector twice, once individually and once collectively.

The personal display is actually fine, as long as the body is coordinated, it will basically look good after a week of practice.

But this group show is not so simple. It is about coordination and coordination, which has nothing to do with individual standards. It all depends on whether the whole team has a tacit understanding.

Unfortunately, the recruits from all over the world had just been together for about a week, and many of them didn't even have the names of their comrades in the same class.

There is basically no tacit understanding.

After a round of movements, Nie Haifeng's face was a little gloomy, while Zhao Qingquan's mouth was grinning like a flower.

If only he was there, Nie Haifeng wouldn't be so uncomfortable. After all, they are all recruits, so it's understandable.

But Zhao Qingquan, an old boy, couldn't stand the sneak attack, so he drove to the door without saying a word, and asked Nie Haifeng to pick him up by name to the sentinel. Nie Haifeng was so scared that he thought the headquarters had sent someone to inspect.

The class that came up in the second round was even worse. A recruit didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or other reasons. Well, the turn was smooth, and his squad leader's face turned green when he saw it.

Now Zhao Qingquan couldn't bear it any longer, covered his mouth and moved to Nie Haifeng's side and laughed out loud.

"Old Nie, are you playing tricks on me? Deliberately picking some people with poor skills to fool me? Afraid that I will steal people from you?"

There was another reason why Nie Haifeng didn't want to see Zhao Qingquan.

As the captain of the Snow Wolf commando, Zhao Qingquan can pick people from all the garrisons in the country. As long as the person concerned agrees, no unit can stop them and let them go!

Nie Haifeng didn't kick him out, which was considered good.

Nie Haifeng's complexion improved after hearing the run-on words from his old comrade-in-arms, and he replied.

"This year our team's recruits are at this level, and I didn't invite you to come! If you don't like to watch, go back quickly, if you see it, you will be annoyed."

That being said, the people below can't look at Nie Haifeng ashamed.

Nie Haifeng's correspondent retreated quietly and found the captain of the first squadron. The two of them got together and didn't know what they were talking about.

Among the crowd, Ye Fei stood straight, looking at the excitement with delight.

There must be a reason for Ye Fei to be so happy.

The recruits in the first row in front all squatted down in unison to give the view to the people behind. They squatted for a while, and they would know when to finish and when to get up, at least two hours.

Whoever squats knows how sour it is.

In addition, the second class was lucky. Considering that Zhang Yu was not there for a few days this week, Wu Shiqi did not enroll the second class to participate in the parade, but pulled the eighth class who performed well in all aspects.

You don't have to go up and worry about embarrassment, and you don't have to squat to suffer. You can improve your proficiency while standing in a military posture.

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