my liver skills in the barracks

Chapter 5 Goodbye to the Green Camp, the team is over

Political Commissar Bai's usual style is to be unsmiling, and it is still the same at this moment.

Bringing a group of recruits to the army green bus behind him, Political Commissar Bai stood at the door and said.

"Although you haven't been awarded the title yet, you are already considered a soldier."

"A soldier must look like a soldier, behave like a soldier."

"It's okay to talk quietly, but not loudly."

"Always remember that you are already soldiers, and use the standards of soldiers to demand yourself."

After finishing speaking, Bai Ci turned and got off the car, and the lieutenant who was in charge of the driver hurriedly followed. The two stood straight at the gate of the station together, waiting for the arrival of the next batch of recruits.

In the car, everyone had already started talking intensely.

"Did you see it? Chief! This is the first time I've seen you in my life!"

There were some recruits from other cities on the car, who arrived earlier than Ye Fei and the others.

A recruit wearing glasses lowered his voice, spoke excitedly, and opened his mouth quickly.

"I've heard about his deeds!"

"I have been to the front and fought in battle, and my right hand was thrown on the battlefield, and I crawled out of the serious pile of dead people!"

Ye Fei remained silent, not participating in the conversation around him.

From the moment he saw Bai Ci, every cell in Ye Fei's body was cheering, his body was exceptionally relaxed,
That familiar atmosphere rushed over, as if the army spirit of the Second Corps was welcoming the return of Ye Fei, a hopeless wanderer.

No matter what, Ye Fei will always be a soldier of the Second Corps.

In fact, Ye Fei has been very scared during this time.

I am afraid that all of this is just a dream, afraid that all of this is just my fantasy.

But now, those worries disappeared without a trace.

The ridiculous Ye Fei in the previous life is Nan Ke Yimeng!
And now Ye Fei wants to hold his fate tightly in his hands!
As the sun set and the sky was getting late, the last batch of recruits from southern Xinjiang finally arrived.

The recruits in the car were already hungry, curled up on the seats, completely lost the desire to talk, just wanted to set off quickly and fill their stomachs early.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, political commissar Bai and the accompanying lieutenant finally boarded the car.

Political Commissar Bai sat in the co-pilot's seat, and the captain on the side fastened his seat belt and asked respectfully.

"Political commissar, shall we set off?"

Political Commissar Bai nodded and hummed, but his voice sounded weak.

It is normal for a person in his 50s to stand at the gate of the station for a day under the sun of the autumn tiger.

The lieutenant took out the walkie-talkie, and there were only two simple words.

"set off!"

"Car No. [-] received."

"Car No. [-] received."

A reply came from the intercom, and then the military vehicle started slowly, leading a group of recruits to the barracks, to the recruit company!
"Hello? There's still half an hour to go, right?"

"The welcome ceremony is ready, just waiting for you to arrive."

"What? Noodles? I told the cooking team to prepare them a long time ago, and they are heating up in the pot. You can eat them when they come."

"Okay, okay, that's it."

The non-commissioned officer with the rank of sergeant put down his mobile phone and glanced around.

The soldiers around were holding all kinds of equipment, such as cymbals, trumpets and flutes, lined up on both sides of the road, and fireworks were neatly arranged on the ground, and they would be set off as soon as the convoy came in.

Looking left and right, the sergeant noticed something was missing, turned his head and shouted to the crowd behind him.

"Where's the big drum? Where did it go at half o'clock?"

As soon as the voice fell, a reply came not far away.

"Here comes the squad leader, this and this."

I saw the two people holding the big drum together with their stomachs groaning, and there was nothing in their hands. The comrades in the atmosphere group rushed to help, and everyone put the big guy on the ground together.

At this point, the preparations have been completely completed, and it is time for the recruits to enter the camp.

Half an hour later, the convoy arrived as scheduled.

Following the non-commissioned officer's order, everyone used all their strength to perform their unique skills. The scene was so lively that it could be called the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers.

It was already late at night, and the warm welcome ceremony directly dispelled the drowsiness of the recruits, and they all leaned against the car window, looking at the scene outside.

The architectural style of the entire camp is exactly the same, and the most prominent is pragmatism, that is, generous, beautiful, and tidy.

The pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are evergreen. Although it is autumn, there are no yellow leaves on the ground or in the lawn. The grass, shrubs, branches and other green plants are neat and orderly. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into taking care of them.

This is the masterpiece of the soldiers who just beat the gongs and drums.

They all belong to the same group, the teaching team of the Second Corps, stationed at the new training base, responsible for the maintenance and repair of the entire camp except for daily training.

Don't think it's such a good job. The base covering an area of ​​more than 100 mu is managed by dozens of people all year round. If you think about it, you will know how much work it is.

And now they have one more task recently, which is to hold such a welcome ceremony once when different batches of recruits enter the camp, regardless of the time, whether it is morning or evening, rain or shine.

This is also one of the fine traditions of the army and cannot be sloppy.

The military vehicle stopped slowly, Political Commissar Bai stood up, and said a few last words to the recruits in the vehicle.

"Welcome to the recruit company. At the awarding ceremony three months later, I hope to see each of you transform into a qualified soldier!"

After finishing speaking, Political Commissar Bai got out of the car first, and several school officials had been waiting for a long time, and hurried up to meet them, talking about something, and gradually drifting away.

The lieutenant in charge of driving stood up and gave the order directly.

"Get off the bus in order, and gather in a row of ten people!"

Ye Fei, who was sitting in the front row, got up and got out of the car quickly, and lined up in the playground in front of the spacious building, waiting for the roll call and assignment.

As the last recruit stood up on the playground, this batch of recruits was assembled.

The leading cadre is still the lieutenant who just drove, and Bai Ci's arrival is more of a symbolic meaning, showing that the team attaches great importance to the new training work.

"There are all of them, turn backward~ turn!"

"The first column, the target, the training hall, all in one step~ let's go!"

"The other columns follow in turn."

Executing the lieutenant's password, the queue poured into the training hall in front of him. Several squad leaders in the hall guided the group of recruits who had not been trained in the queue to stand.

The lieutenant got a white roster at some point and stood in front of it.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm the captain of the No. [-] Squadron of Xinxun, Wu Shiqi."

"It's late, everyone must be hungry."

"Don't waste time, remember to answer the comrades whose names I call next, and stand behind the squad leader next to me."

There is no so-called long speech, just straight to the point, this is the consistent style of all troops.

"Quan Shiqian."

"To!"

"Zhang Yong."

"To!"

"Ye Fei!"

Hearing the leading lieutenant call his name, Ye Fei did not hesitate, and subconsciously stood at attention and responded.

"To!"

Then he took his luggage and trotted forward.

(End of this chapter)