Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 682: Don’t be too pretentious
After the group settled the horses, Meng Zhiyuan went to the company headquarters to report the situation, while the others returned to the dormitory.

It’s not time for dinner yet. It was lively just now because they came back.

Now I'm off to train again.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired."

After Xu Jinbu came in, he started wailing there.

There was no trace of the smug look he had before.

The journey was indeed very tiring. We had to travel during the day, settle the animals when we arrived at the supply point, add fodder to the cart, and feed the horses at night.

Even if they are soldiers, they are very tired.

After a while, Meng Zhiyuan came back. Seeing him coming, everyone hurriedly sat up.

After all, we are in the army.

Meng Zhiyuan looked at them and said with a smile, "Okay, the company knows that we have worked hard all the way. We don't need to train today. Let's take a rest for half a day and resume training tomorrow."

Everyone nodded.

In fact, during this period in Mongolia, I did not neglect training.

As they were talking, they heard noises of playfulness outside.

Zhao Gang and his companions have returned.

"Platoon leader, squad leader!"

After Zhao Gang and his companions came in, they greeted them with a smile.

Meng Zhiyuan nodded and said, "The company commander has just told me about our situation. The riverside has been a little unstable recently. However, in order to avoid friction, the border defense arrangement has been changed. We belong to the border defense company, and we will also need to conduct border patrols in a while."

Yang Xiaole and the others nodded slightly when they heard this.

This is not surprising at all.

They are past the rookie stage.

Naturally, various tasks need to be performed, and buying a horse is one of them.

For so many years, other companies have been rotating on duty, and now it's their turn.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole asked, "About when?"

"March 3st, there is less than a week left. Originally, we were planning to send the second squad of male educated youth, but now that we are back, the company is ready to let you go. They will go again when they change shifts in the second half of the year, which will take half a year."

This made Zhang Xuesong grin: "This matter still depends on our Class 1!"

There is no way around it. There is competition in the army. Who can blame Class 1 for having better military qualities?

To put it bluntly, it means good training results.

Everyone else was having fun there.

Yang Xiaole was also laughing there.

"What's going on? I'm so happy!"

While I was thinking, I heard hearty laughter outside.

Two people walked in smiling.

One was a strange middle-aged man, and the other was naturally the disliked Wei Zhiyong.

"Instructor!"

Seeing the other party, Meng Zhiyuan hurriedly saluted.

Seeing this, the others immediately stood on both sides.

Yang Xiaole also stood up and looked at the two of them. He had never seen this person before.

Jia Minghui, the new instructor.

Looking at Wei Zhiyong next to him, he hoped that Jia Minghui would not cause trouble.

Jia Minghui came in and smiled: "Don't be so serious, it's time to rest now. I came to check on you. You've had a hard time on this journey. Are there any frostbite? I'll let the medical staff check you later."

Seeing this, Meng Zhiyuan shouted, "Report, we checked and there is no frostbite!"

"Oh? That's a good thing! How did you do that?"

Jia Minghui was surprised.

Meng Zhiyuan looked at a few people, smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, I just don't have frostbite!"

The others also smiled.

Yes!

It just didn’t grow!

That's really strange.

Could it be that they ate too much meat in Mongolia and became resistant to the cold?

Jia Minghui said with a smile: "That's good news! Okay, it's time to eat, I just happened to be passing by and came to take a look, you guys start training first."

After saying that, he thought of something, looked at a few people, and asked: "By the way, who is Yang Xiaole!"

"Report, I am Yang Xiaole!"

Jia Minghui looked at him and nodded with a smile: "Well, good boy! You have brought a lot of honor to our group~"

Yang Xiaole just smiled and said nothing.

Jia Minghui didn't say much. He looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Okay, it's time to eat! Let's go eat! I won't be in the way here."

This sentence made everyone laugh.

I feel that Jia Minghui is still very easy-going.

Yang Xiaole didn't feel that the other party had any hostility, at least he wasn't being taunted.

As Jia Minghui left, everyone rushed to eat with their lunch boxes, shouting.

The singing will naturally continue.

Having not sung for a few months, Yang Xiaole and his friends naturally missed it a lot.

There are still rules to follow when eating in the cafeteria. After dinner, the dormitory starts to become lively.

Not only the male class 2, but also the female soldiers who were familiar with them all came running over.

Xu Min and Tang Ruoyan were naturally among them.

Chattering about the situation in Mongolia.

Xu Jinbu was the most introverted one. After spending a few months there, he learned some of the local songs and dances.

"Hey, sister! I'll dance for you. It's the dance over there!"

Xu Min looked at him with a look of disdain: "You? You have been uncoordinated since you were a child, and you still want to dance!"

This statement made everyone laugh.

"Comrade Xu Min! How can you look down on me!"

Xu Jinbu said there with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay! I respect you! All right, go ahead and jump!"

Seeing this, Xu Min tried to hold back her laughter and said seriously, but she couldn't help it and finally laughed out loud.

Xu Jinbu snorted.

Then he started dancing while humming.

Everyone was watching there with a smile on their face.

Zhao Gang looked at him and retracted his smile: "Hey, that's good! You look pretty good!"

The others also nodded in approval.

After the dance, Xu Jinbu looked at Xu Min and said with a smile: "How is it, Comrade Xu Min!"

Xu Min smiled and nodded: "Yes, sister underestimated you!"

"That is!"

Xu Jinbu was smiling smugly there.

Xu Min smiled upon seeing this, and then turned her gaze to Yang Xiaole: "Squad Leader Yang, you won the first-class merit in this competition. How many merits do you have now?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and said, "There are quite a few of them! What's wrong?"

Xu Min smiled and said, "The Corps has a collective promotion period at the end of June every year. You should be able to pass it."

Everyone looked at him when they heard this.

Xu Jinbu asked, "Squad leader, how many rewards do you have? Show us! Where do you usually hide them? I haven't seen you take them out."

"That's right! Let's take a look!"

Zhang Xuesong was also muttering there.

Yang Xiaole looked at everyone's expressions, thought about it, and took the thing out of the pillow.

"Two first-class merits, one second-class merit, and one third-class merit. Wow! That's so many!"

Although I knew that Yang Xiaole had made many contributions, I didn’t expect so many.

This does not include collective meritorious service.

Yang Xiaole felt it was a pity when he saw these meritorious services. If he had joined the army directly at that time, he would have been promoted quickly.

It’s a pity that no action has been taken now.

None of this is of much use.

Once you get dry, these will be of great use.

Because these are rigid regulations, those who have won the second-class merit can be promoted in advance. There is no promotion now, and it all corresponds to the administrative level.

One merit can lead to a promotion to a higher level.

Of course, it can only be used once a year, it will be useless if used more than once.

However, with first-class merit, one can be promoted once a year, but it corresponds to below the battalion level, instead of having to endure for many years.

The range is not that big going up.

Because at the battalion level and above, unless there is a major war, it is difficult to have the opportunity to win first or second class individual merit.

Of course, there is one type of soldier that is not subject to this restriction.

That's the Air Force.

They have many more opportunities to make meritorious contributions, and they are all great merits, but the danger is also much higher than others.

This is also the reason why the old air forces are of very high level.

Yang Xiaole collected the award certificates and military medals and said with a smile, "Everyone will have a chance in the future!"

These words made everyone feel very excited.

But they all calmed down soon. They had been in the army for such a long time and knew how difficult it was to get first and second class merit.

Take the Corps competition for example. Winning a first prize doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll be awarded a first-class merit.

You'll need several.

This is not something that ordinary people can do. Afterwards, everyone was chatting and laughing.

Things happening in the army, and interesting stories about horse training in Mongolia.

Until the afternoon, everyone continued training, leaving Yang Xiaole and his group here.

But a few of them were not idle either.

It's been a tiring journey, and I need to wash my clothes, take a shower, and tidy up.

In the evening, Meng Zhiyuan came to the meeting as usual and gave everyone an ideological lesson.

Yang Xiaole and his group gradually returned to their previous life trajectory.

Turn off the lights and go to bed at a certain time at night.

The next morning, as the wakeup call sounded, Yang Xiaole and the others got up.

The hosts this time are He Mingyuan and Jia Minghui, not Song Lin and Zhao Tao.

He Mingyuan first encouraged Meng Zhiyuan and his group.

Afterwards, there was no need for training, which was a rare occasion.

The Corps had already been preparing for this military horse when they received the notification.

Not only had the fodder been purchased in advance, but the saddles also arrived half a month ago.

Their company belongs to the border defense company and is part of the combat sequence in the Production and Construction Corps, so naturally they will be given priority in supplies.

Now is the time to announce the candidates for the cavalry company.

He Mingyuan muttered, "The list of candidates is based on everyone's usual training results. Now we will start calling the roll. Those whose names are called will be members of the cavalry company."

Then he started to call the roll: "First row, Xu Jin, Zhang Xiaoming..."

Everyone was listening there nervously.

"Hey, monitor, do you think everyone in our class can get one?"

Zhao Gang asked nervously.

His grades should be fine, but not everyone can get them.

We all came here together, and it would be sad if anyone fell behind.

Seeing that the field was no longer so quiet, Yang Xiaole spoke in a low voice, "There are more than 31 people in our company, and there are only three combat platoons. One platoon is the spearhead platoon, with people. These people must have it.

There are more people in rows 2 and 3, with more than 60 people each. There are more than 150 people in these three rows, which is already exceeding the standard.

The maintenance platoon is responsible for managing the machines, so the transport and kitchen squads probably won't be assigned any of them.

There are 22 people in our two classes plus Platoon Leader Meng. The female soldiers' physical fitness is originally worse than that of male soldiers, so they probably won't be arranged. If you calculate it this way, half of the male educated youth classes in our two classes should be selected.

But the specific distribution depends on how the company commanders make it."

In fact, all the boys in Class 1 had met the training standards, but Class 2 was in some danger. After all, Yang Xiaole had been feeding their class well water for a while.

The training is also harder than others.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be called “Yang Laohei”.

After hearing this, Zhao Gang felt relieved.

"That's good, that's good!"

Sure enough, the next people whose names were called all won the game.

There are 70 people in the second and third rows.

However, only one group of educated youth passed the test.

Class 2 also met the standard, but because most of them did not, no points were given to them for the sake of management.

This is not absolute either.

After half a year, if there are still those who fail to meet the standards, they will need to withdraw from the cavalry company.

"Wang Kai! Only our class can get it first this time!"

Zhao Gang and Class 2 monitor Wang Kai had not gotten along since the beginning, so they were naturally happy to see this scene.

Wang Kai's face turned ashen.

As the squad leader of the second squad, there are so many unqualified soldiers under his command.

it's a shame.

Actually, we can’t blame him entirely.

After all, after they arrived, they spent half of their time working, so the intensity of their training naturally could not surpass that of the veterans.

There are a few that are qualified, but what’s the use!
Seeing this, the other students in Class 2 who did not meet the standards lowered their heads in shame, feeling that they were holding the class back.

Soon, all the personnel were assigned.

Meng Zhiyuan looked embarrassed.

I taught two classes in total, one was selected and the other was not, so it is difficult to arrange training from now on.

But there is no way, because the military quality is not up to par!

After the breakup, everyone went to have breakfast.

Meng Zhiyuan took the time to call over several people who were going to Mongolia.

"Yang Xiaole, the company has so many horses this time, and it is our task to teach them how to ride horses. Next, we need to teach them some precautions."

There are horses in the company, and some people can ride horses.

However, none of them received any systematic training. They went to Mongolia to learn and asked people there about various issues during these months.

Of course I need to teach them when I come back.

In fact, not much is taught, just some details. You will understand after a brief explanation.

After all, riding a horse is something you will get used to slowly.

Yang Xiaole nodded and agreed: "Okay! I will be in charge of our class, and you can distribute it to the people in other rows, Zhang Xuesong."

It will only take a day or two anyway.

Probably neither.

Many details need to be discovered in practice.

Meng Zhiyuan agreed: "Okay, Zhang Xuesong, you and Xu Jinbu go to the second row, Li Jianguo, Liu Bing, Pan Hao, you go to the third row, and I'll go to the first row! There are fewer people in the first row."

Hearing this, everyone agreed.

Yang Xiaole is responsible for several people in his class, which is quite easy.

"Oh, by the way, from now on, except for the night when there will be special people feeding the horses, you will have to feed the horses yourself. After all, the workload is too heavy. Yesterday, several people in the transport team were exhausted."

Everyone was laughing when they heard this.

Indeed, there were only a few horses originally, but now there are more than a hundred, and the workload has doubled a lot.

In the future, we may even have to arrange for someone to get up at night to feed the horses.

After everything was decided, everyone washed up and had breakfast.

After breakfast there was no training. Everyone went to get the saddles and then went to the stable to divide the horses.

The whole company began to get lively.

Yang Xiaole also found his own black cloud.

However, at this moment, Heiyun was being led by Wei Zhiyong, and it was obvious that he wanted to be led by him.

"Deputy Instructor Wei, what are you doing? I am the only one who can ride this horse!"

Wei Zhiyong was leading Heiyun, but this guy just wouldn't leave and was very angry!
Hearing the words behind him, he stopped.

Seeing Yang Xiaole standing behind him and thinking of what he had just said, he immediately let go of the reins.

He said seriously: "Yang Xiaole, there is something wrong with your thinking! This is the company's horse! When did it become your horse?"

Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Deputy Instructor Wei, I didn't say it was my horse! I said only I can ride this horse! Do you want to ride it?"

In the entire stable, the black cloud is the most conspicuous.

According to the rules, this kind of horse is usually given to the leader.

I guess this guy was either delivering a horse to Captain He or the instructor.

After all, there are so many horses in the company, they must have one too, otherwise it would be inconvenient.

The greatest possibility is for the instructor!
Wei Zhiyong frowned and said, "This horse was chosen for the instructor! Find another one for yourself. What do you mean only you can ride it?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole laughed.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jia Minghui's laughing voice behind him.

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole naturally turned his head to look, only to see He Mingyuan and Jia Minghui both coming over.

When Wei Zhiyong saw the two of them, he said directly: "Company commander, instructor! I was going to pick this horse for the instructor. Yang Xiaole said that only he can ride this horse. I have never heard of such a thing!
Instructor, look at what I said, isn't it? Although Yang Xiaole has made many contributions, he is arrogant and has a serious case of personal heroism. "

The following words were naturally directed to Jia Minghui.

Seeing this, Jia Minghui looked at Yang Xiaole, sized him up, and then smiled: "This horse is the one you have been riding since Mongolia. I know that horses have feelings and are used to being with familiar people. I won't snatch the horse away. If the company commander doesn't want it, I'll give it to you."

Then he asked curiously, "How do you know that you are the only one who can ride this horse?"

He Mingyuan smiled and said, "Hey, let's give this horse to Yang Xiaole!"

After all, he is an old man here. Although he doesn't know Yang Xiaole's background, Song Lin and Zhao Tao both talked to him when they left.

Naturally, I would not offend such a person.

Yang Xiaole looked at the goodwill released by the other party.

I guess it might be related to Zhao Tao, or even Zhang Shaoting.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "This is the leader horse, and it has a fierce temper! And once you provoke this horse, you may not be able to ride other horses. If you don't believe it, ask Deputy Instructor Wei to try. If he can ride it, I will give this horse to him."

Upon hearing this, Jia Minghui looked at He Mingyuan and then looked at Wei Zhiyong with a smile.

"Deputy Instructor Wei! What do you think?"

When Wei Zhiyong heard that neither of them wanted it, he felt like he was being too sentimental.

Looking at the looks of other people nearby, I felt a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, he said directly: "No matter how fierce a horse is, it has its own popularity. The horses that the old people ride are all good horses! I really don't believe this. How about I try it?"

Seeing this, Jia Minghui looked at Yang Xiaole.

Seeing him nod, he smiled and said, "Okay! You try it!"

Seeing this, Wei Zhiyong looked at Yang Xiaole and smiled proudly.

Walk directly towards the horse.

He still doesn't believe it.

But as soon as he approached the horse, the next scene scared him to death.

Heiyun saw him approaching, smelled the scent on his body, and became anxious. He stomped hard on the spot for a while, and finally raised his front legs, neighed, and kicked forward.

(End of this chapter)