Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 51 Setting the bar too high may not be a good thing

The instructor’s solemn instructions to guide the new comrades and take care of the recruits are still lingering in my ears.

Liang Hongjie didn't dare to rest for too long. After catching his breath, he supported his stiff legs and limped into the night.

Go chase the figure in front.

At this time, Chen Mo didn't even notice that the platoon leader was missing, or he didn't even remember that there was someone following him.

It was not easy to find a strong opponent, and it was worth it that he ran up and down the hills with a wooden bar every day at home.

Since he didn't know the road well and was not familiar with the terrain of Tao Village, every time he encountered a place where he needed to turn, Chen Mo would always carry the flag and slow down.

Wait until the three veterans lead the way to a flat section, then hold your breath and overtake them.

After a while, the three old soldiers were so angry that they cursed in their hearts, "Damn it! I've never seen such a stubborn person."

Who the hell is the team leader who can be hundreds of meters away from the team?
But no matter how much they were scolded, no one wanted to fall behind. If they lost while carrying the company flag, it would be a shame that no soldier could ever accept.

Seven kilometers, eight kilometers, nine kilometers.

The pace of the four people has been reduced to five minutes. Chen Mo's legs have lost all feeling, and his arms feel like they are hung with bricks and are falling down.

The "boom boom" sound of the heartbeat in the chest was like thunder, and even the ears began to have a "buzzing" tinnitus.

This is the reaction when the body reaches its limit. Dust blinds the eyes and the whole body is soaked with cold sweat. When the cold wind blows, it dries and gets wet again, over and over again.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo didn't feel any discomfort at all.

When running to this level, physical fitness is not important. What matters is the spirit and the determination to never give up.

Once you admit defeat mentally, you will fall to the ground in an instant.

On dark nights, during training, the troops would run around the outermost area in order not to disturb others.

Liang Hongjie chased for a long time without seeing anyone. Just when he was considering taking a shortcut to see what was going on.

When I looked up, I saw four flags fluttering in the darkness ahead. The red color was particularly bright under the moonlight.

Lao Liang was delighted and initially thought that he had caught up.

As he quickened his pace and prepared to approach, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After looking carefully, I realized that it was not me who caught up, but the vanguards of the four companies who started to return.

At this time, Chen Mo could no longer lift the flag, so he held the company flag tightly in his arms and rushed to the front with it held at an angle.

"Scholar?!!"

Liang Hongjie was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over to check his condition.

But at this time, Chen Mo didn't have the energy to answer. He looked up at the other party, staggered sideways, bypassed Lao Liang and continued to run forward.

He had only one belief, and that was to be first, and never let the three veterans behind him catch up with him.

"Ha ha."

Chen Mo ignored Lao Liang and followed the company of veterans who were also exhausted. Their throats echoed with every breath they took.

He grabbed Liang Hongjie's shoulders and cursed with difficulty: "Don't let this damn scholar lead the team in the future if it's clearly wrong. Damn, this guy really doesn't want to negotiate."

"If you let him lead the team again, I'll beat you up."

After hurriedly expressing his thoughts, Liang Hongjie was left standing there in a daze, and the old soldier quickened his pace to chase after him.

Although Chen Mo was in first place, the gap between him and the other three veteran team leaders was not that big, at most they were only one body length apart.

He noticed from the corner of his eye that the person behind him was trying to catch up with him again. Chen Mo didn't know where the strength came from, but he sped up again and ran forward.

"Don't, don't chase me."

"Let him run ahead. Damn it! How much sin must I have committed to deserve the good fortune of running into such a fool."

Noticing that Chen Mo was speeding up, the veterans of the fourth company who were holding the flag hurriedly stopped the first company. The three of them were really scared.

The main thing is that you really can't catch up. If you dare to chase, others will dare to compete with you in speed. This is not just three or five hundred meters. After more than ten kilometers, even a bull would foam at the mouth.

In order to maintain a five-minute pace and avoid embarrassing themselves, they gave up chasing after several attempts.

that's it.

When there is one in front and three behind, the leading soldier carrying the flag meets the rear team.

Without any orders from the squad leaders, the recruits from the four companies all made way and stared in amazement at their leading soldiers who were returning home.

A strange feeling spread through everyone's hearts. After all, the leader had returned, and this team was led in a unique way. The platoon leader of the second company bent over, holding his knees with his hands to support his body, watching Chen Mo running ahead of the three veterans with the company flag in his arms.

His original dissatisfaction with the scholar disappeared at this moment.

The military camp values ​​the strong, including those who constantly strive for self-improvement.

As a new recruit, Chen Mo is far from being admired by the veterans, but at this moment, he is fully impressed by the most basic emotions of admiration and recognition.

As for the new recruits from Class 8, they looked at their deputy squad leader as if he were a monster.

They hadn't even run half the distance, but the pain was almost like they were about to die.

The deputy squad leader was on his way back, and he managed to beat the three veterans on their way back. This huge gap made the new recruits in Class 8 feel powerless and far behind.

Especially at this moment, when physical overdraft is extremely serious, the feeling of powerlessness caused by this contrast is even stronger.

Lao Pao looked at Chen Mo who was gradually running away, then looked at the new recruits he brought with him, and he sighed.

Sometimes setting the bar too high and out of reach is not necessarily a good thing.

When he was selecting soldiers, he specifically picked a few soldiers with extroverted personalities who looked like troublemakers.

Unexpectedly, before it even started to pierce, its brilliance was blocked by a bigger "thorn".

"Stay with the team and don't get separated. If I hear anyone falling behind, I'll go back and deal with you."

Lao Pao glared at several new recruits in the class, then turned around and called Class Nine over. An old soldier looked at Class Eight, and he followed behind Chen Mo.

If a wild donkey runs so hard for 20 kilometers, it will be knocked over, let alone a human.

There were few people on duty in the company at the moment. Lao Pao was worried that Chen Mo would not have the strength to return to the dormitory after stopping, so he followed behind to take care of him.

Entrance to Taocun Military Camp.

Cheng Dong and Huo Linshan were both wearing military coats. At this moment, they were standing in the cold wind, shivering and smoking.

Looking at the pitch-black night in the distance, Cheng Dong rubbed his hands and said, "This year's physical training week was a bit intense, but from what I heard from the headquarters, the 82nd Brigade is even more intense."

"For this competition, the two units are at loggerheads."

When Huo Linshan heard this, smoke came out of his nostrils and he shook his head without saying a word.

How can I not be cruel?

Their 82th Brigade and the 63nd Brigade had just been transferred to the rd Army. At the beginning, this competition was just a call from the political commissar to show off, saying that he had met a soldier who looked very similar to him and should be a good candidate.

As a result, the old comrade was not convinced and insisted on having a competition.

Originally, this is just a competition, to keep each other warm and encourage each other.

But as the news spread, it became a big event for both units.

The 82th Armored Division and the 63nd Infantry Division were both downsized after being incorporated into the rd Army in September, and unit morale has been low ever since.

After the downsizing, too many veterans left, and even a large number of cadres were transferred to civilian jobs. New recruits are urgently needed to ease the situation, and now there is a competition for new recruits.

It is said to be a competition between two brigades, but other units do not see it that way. They just watch the fun as a competition between two divisions.

Now even the military district has received the news and has specially called the brigade headquarters to inquire.

In this situation, how dare the brigade headquarters not be proactive?
Cheng Dong was quite nervous as they started with the physical training week, fearing that the new recruits wouldn't be able to hold on.

I am also worried that the quality of this year's recruits may not be as good as that of the 82nd Brigade.

If they don't perform well in the competition, then every one of these company commanders will not be able to be evaluated as advanced within three years.

It’s a lot of pressure.

Cheng Dong threw the empty cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it, then took out another one from his pocket and lit it.

As the flames flickered, Cheng Dong noticed a red flag fluttering in the distance, approaching with the help of the light from the camp gate.

He extinguished the match in confusion and looked intently in the direction of the red flag.

When he saw that it was Chen Mo coming back with the flag, followed by three veterans.

With Cheng Dong's knowledge, he naturally guessed what happened at the first moment.

He stared at Chen Mo who was getting closer and closer, his mouth wide open into an "O" shape.

"Fuck, a scholar?!"

(End of this chapter)