My military function points

Chapter 48 Don’t Challenge the Newcomer!
Chen Rong was escorted into the camp in a daze. Seeing more and more non-commissioned officers gathering around him, he was shocked:

Are the squad leader and the deputy squad leader so prominent in the squadron? !

Several soldiers of the same year also recognized Chen Rong outside the crowd and started talking about him in confusion.

"Isn't that the last one in the recruit company? Why is he here?"

"It's him, Chen Rong, he's in the same squad as me in the recruit company."

"I heard that he was assigned to guard the gate of the base. What's going on now? Why are those squad leaders so enthusiastic?"

"He must have found some connections to get him transferred here through the back door, right?"

"Damn it! No way, is this guy going to hold our First Squadron back again? He's really haunting us!"

The reason why these soldiers of the same year still have the impression that Chen Rong was in the recruit company is because Xu Ke deliberately suppressed Chen Rong's performance in the competition.

Everyone knows that the army record for the 400-meter hurdles was broken by the competition team of the st Mobile Division. Everyone has always thought that the person who broke the record was squad leader Liu Chuan, because Liu Chuan was promoted to military academy after the competition.

Except for the seven people who participated in the competition at that time, no one knew that Chen Rong was the hero.

Even the squad leaders of the First Squadron who were surrounding Chen Rong didn't know about it, but the identities of Lu Senbao's apprentice and Ma Daxia's closed disciple were enough to make them enthusiastic.

As someone who knew Chen Rong's strength, Li Guohua was the first to shout, "Chen Rong, come to our third shift. I promise you will have a comfortable life!"

"Come to Class 4! I'll make you the deputy monitor!"

"Come to Class 8, I'll make you stay a sick child for two months!"

"You must come to our Class 9, Junior Brother. I am also the disciple of Class Leader Ma."

Several squad leaders started to scramble for people, and even the people from the kitchen squad came over after hearing the news: "Come to the kitchen squad, you can eat as much meat as you want!"

"Get out of my way! The squad leader has gone to the military academy, but I, the squad deputy, am still here! Who dares to snatch people from our squad?!"

A dark-faced man rushed over and waved his hand, "Everyone from squad one, come here!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, several fierce fighters rushed over from the training ground.

Li Guohua, squad leader of the third squad, was not happy and pointed at the dark-faced man and said, "Zuo Meng, you didn't learn anything else from Liu Chuan, but you learned to talk nonsense very well.

Chen Rong clearly just arrived, so when did he become a member of your team?"

"That's right!" Several other squad leaders immediately echoed.

Zuo Meng was anxious, his face flushed red, and he shouted loudly: "Before my squad leader left, he said that Chen Rong would come to our class during the preparatory period. The captain promised it himself!"

"If you are not satisfied, you can go directly to the captain!"

As soon as Xu Ke's name was mentioned, everyone immediately shut up.

Zuo Meng came to Chen Rong, grabbed his backpack, and smiled honestly: "Hello, Chen Rong! I am Zuo Meng, the deputy monitor of Class 1. You will be in our class during the preparatory period."

Chen Rong immediately saluted: "Yes!"

Zuo Meng smiled and said, "We don't need to salute each other in the camp. Come on, I'll take you to put your luggage away!"

Chen Rong immediately turned around and looked at Lu Senbao: "Deputy Class Leader, I'll go over there!"

Lu Senbao was chatting with a few non-commissioned officers at the door. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead! Call me and Lao Ma if you need anything!"

The dormitory building is located opposite the playground. Chen Rong followed Zuo Meng and came to the room at the staircase on the first floor under the gaze of other people on the playground.

"This is our class 1. The team headquarters is next door. Your bed is vacant. It's next to mine." Zuo Meng introduced and entered the class first.

The room is very large, with ten aluminum alloy single beds placed side by side, and each person has his or her own bedside table and footboard.

This was the preparatory period and the veterans had already been discharged, so four or five beds were vacant.

The walls of the entire room are snow-white, with a red flag with the words "Military Training" hanging in the middle. In addition, there is a conference table, a bookshelf, an air conditioner, a refrigerator, and a water heater.

The conditions here are much better than those in the logistics department at the base!

The second bed after entering the room was empty, and Zuo Meng had already unpacked Chen Rong's backpack.

"Sergeant, I can do it myself!" Chen Rong hurried forward.

Zuo Meng shook his head: "I'm the deputy monitor, you can just call me deputy monitor. It's okay, I used to be in charge of housework, I can fold the quilts quickly"

"You are Chen Rong, right?" a voice sounded at the door.

Chen Rong turned his head and saw two captains coming in. He immediately saluted: "Hello, Chief!"

"Hello, captain! Hello, instructor!" Zuo Meng shouted hurriedly.

"I'm Duan Jiabo, the instructor of the first squadron, and this is the squadron leader Huang Ping." The instructor smiled and returned the greeting. The squadron leader Huang Ping came over and patted Chen Rong on the shoulder with a warm look on his face: "You can tell at first glance that you're a good candidate! Hahaha!

Don't be shy to come to our place. If you have any difficulties, feel free to ask us. The team headquarters is right next door. Just treat the First Squadron as your own home!"

Huang Ping and Duan Jiabo naturally knew Chen Rong, the person personally named by the captain to be taken care of. He won first place in two major military competitions and was definitely a young soldier king.

"Thank you, Captain!" Chen Rong replied.

Huang Ping and Duan Jiabo chatted for a while and waved to Zuo Meng: "Zuo Meng, go find the quartermaster and get back some of Chen Rong's daily necessities."

"Yes!"

"Squadron leader, walk slowly! Instructor, walk slowly!"

After Huang Ping and the others left, Chen Rong immediately began to tidy up his bed and personal belongings.

This kind of thing was too easy for him, whose housekeeping skill had reached the maximum level.

A few minutes later, when Zuo Meng came back with Chen Rong's combat readiness bag, Chen Rong had finished everything. He also cleaned the class and rearranged the quilts on other comrades' beds.

There is no way, my obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia have gotten worse again.

Zuo Meng was in a trance when he came in. He stepped out of the door, glanced at the sign, and then came back in. All the holes on his face were opened as wide as possible:
"You did all this?"

Chen Rong nodded: "Yes! I saw that a few quilts were not folded properly, so I tidied them up a bit!"

It took Zuo Meng a while to come back to his senses, and then he grinned: "There's hope for our class to win the red flag for housekeeping hygiene!"

After staying in the First Squadron for less than a day, Chen Rong quickly understood why Captain Xu Ke asked him to come and adapt for a period of time.

Life in the combat squad is completely different from his days in the base.

Everything here is carried out strictly according to the schedule. From getting up to turning off the lights and going to bed, everyone acts according to the whistle.

What is emphasized here is the collective and the team, not the individual.

After making the bed, Zuo Meng took Chen Rong to the first shift's position on the training ground.

"Enter the queue!"

"Yes!"

Chen Rong ran to the end of the team.

Zuo Meng took a look at Chen Rong's height and said, "When I organize the team later, you can adjust your position according to your height."

"Yes!"

Zuo Meng then began to give orders: "Stand at attention! Look to the right - in line!"

Clap clap clap!

The sound of dense, small footsteps was heard.

Chen Rong quickly moved to the front of the team, glanced left and right, and came to the third position.

"Look ahead!"

Zuo Meng took two steps forward and asked quietly, "Have you forgotten the enemy-capturing punches you learned in the recruit company?"

"Report, no!"

Zuo Meng signaled Chen Rong to lower his voice. At this time, soldiers from other classes on the training ground had already looked over.

"There will be a drill session after the training is over. This morning we have combat training, and each class will send out a representative at that time."

Zuo Meng continued, "You've just arrived, so you'll definitely be challenged by soldiers from other classes. When the time comes, just give in and admit defeat after getting hit twice to avoid getting hurt, okay?"

Before Chen Rong could answer, Private First Class Liu Yu beside him sighed:
"Deputy class leader, won't our class be the last to eat? By then, there will only be soup left! After all, Chen Rong just arrived, can we not let him eat?"

Zuo Meng shook his head: "Have you forgotten the rules? Our class won the training red flag last week, and we can't refuse other people's challenges."

Chen Rong understood and asked, "Deputy class leader, should the losing class be the last to eat?"

Zuo Meng nodded.

Liu Yu nudged Chen Rong with his elbow and said, "It's okay. Everyone can only be challenged once at most. We will go up and avenge you tomorrow!"

"Yes! That's right!" The other soldiers in Class 1 comforted Chen Rong.

At this time, in the training area of ​​Class 3 not far away, Li Guohua was seriously explaining to everyone in Class 3:
"Don't challenge the new guy in Class 1 during drill later! Remember this!"

(End of this chapter)