Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 88 The Joy of Logistics is Unimaginable! (4000-word chapter, please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Jackie Chan pulled out a bunch of certificates of honor, which completely stunned the four members of Class 5.

Knowing full well that Jackie Chan is a super big shot, incomparable to ordinary people like us, we were completely convinced that Jackie Chan had been parachuted in to be our deputy squad leader.

Seeing that Class 5 had accepted Jackie Chan, He Hongtao put down the snacks he was carrying.

"Hey, Li Meng, you're the one. Take your new deputy squad leader around the area, get him a feel for it, and tell him about the training grounds," He Hongtao instructed.

"Yes, instructor."

Li Meng now sees Jackie Chan as the protagonist and is worried about how to communicate and exchange ideas with him properly so that she can complete the protagonist's character setting first.

The instructor's order was like a pillow delivered to someone who was sleepy, making Li Meng extremely happy.

With a big smile, he approached Jackie Chan and said, "Squad leader, I know this place very well. If you walk around with me, you'll definitely know this place like the back of your hand."

"OK."

Before leaving, Jackie Chan said to Lao Wei, who was making his bed, "Lao Wei, thank you for your hard work. I'll tidy up myself when I get back."

"It's no trouble at all, it's a small matter. You just go out and take a look around, leave this to me," Old Wei said readily.

In Lao Wei's mind, Jackie Chan is now an unparalleled figure.

Helping to make the bed is something I do willingly.

Being able to make a bed for such an awesome person is something you can brag about to others later on; others wouldn't even have the chance to do that.

Seeing how warm and generous Lao Wei was, Jackie Chan didn't hesitate like a woman.

They went out with Li Meng.

He Hongtao then added, "Old Ma, come with me for a second. I need to talk to you about something. Let's go to the cafeteria; I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll cook you some noodles."

Old Ma was the squad leader and cook of Class 5. After saying that, he nimbly ran out.

He Hongtao arrived at the canteen with ease. It was very simple, with only two wooden tables. He randomly picked one and sat down.

Old Ma cooks noodles incredibly fast; he brought them out in less than five minutes and placed them on the table in front of the instructor.

He Hongtao picked up a piece of noodles, blew on it, and put it in his mouth. When he tried to slurp it, he didn't do it properly and swallowed the soup into his trachea, causing him to cough violently.

"Instructor, please slow down, it's a bit hot."

As Old Ma spoke with concern, he got up and handed over the apron from the dining table.

He Hongtao took it and intended to wipe his mouth, but when he saw that the apron was stained with oil and changed color, he disgustedly threw it back on the table.

He pulled a tissue from his pocket to wipe his mouth and said earnestly, "Old Ma, you have to do a good job."

The training ground is more than 100 kilometers away from the regimental headquarters, and it takes at least three or four hours to drive there. This is the only supply station for the troops during field training or exercises.

Protecting this supply depot is a glorious yet arduous task, concerning the entire regiment, you understand?

"Hehehe."

Old Ma laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Glory my ass, hardship my ass."

"Bang!"

He Hongtao slammed the noodles down on the table, his face stern and serious. "Old Ma, do you know what you're saying? Stand up!"

Old Ma had long since lost his spirit and energy. He slowly stood up from his chair, hunching his shoulders and slouching.

He has absolutely no image, no masculinity whatsoever.

"Look at me."

He Hongtao tapped his fingers on the table and said solemnly, "You used to be so good, the most model squad leader in the Third Company, but what about now? You're like those soldiers in your room!"

In just over two years, you've gone from an excellent class monitor to this pathetic mess?

Why? Explain yourself properly.

He Hongtao was truly disappointed in his son's lack of ambition. As one of the best class leaders in the past, he had led so many outstanding class leaders that he couldn't even count them on two hands.

They thought that once Lao Ma arrived at Class 5 on the grassland, he could lead Class 5 to success.

I never imagined they would actually join forces with us!

"A person always needs some hope, right? There's no hope in this place. It's like a sinkhole. If you jump in, you can't climb out, and there's no hope at all," Old Ma said aggrievedly.

"Why is there no hope? Why are you blaming this place as a sinkhole? Can't you think of a way? Find some hope for yourself?" He Hongtao advised.

"It's my own fault. I'm incapable. I can't think of any solution."

Old Ma wasn't making excuses; it came from the bottom of his heart.

Developing the grassland requires sufficient creativity, not a good soldier who is obedient, sensible, follows the rules, and completely obeys the Party's command.

Old Ma happened to be a good soldier and a good squad leader, but not an excellent creator.

He only knew how to teach soldiers according to the syllabus, without needing to use his brain to imagine and develop, so he didn't know how to change things and make the dull Fifth Platoon on the grassland more colorful.

If you cannot change your environment, your environment will gradually change you.

then.

Old Ma was changed; he quickly became corrupt.

He Hongtao also lacked imagination and creativity. He didn't know how to change the Fifth Class of the Grassland, otherwise he would have just told Lao Ma directly.

Old Ma felt a pang of bitterness and helplessness, but deep down he also felt a stirring of emotion.

Seeing Lao Ma so downcast, He Hongtao felt bad too. His anger subsided, and he sighed, saying, "Sigh, sit down."

Old Ma, like a lifeless shell, numbly sat down on the bench again.

He Hongtao didn't say anything more, quietly eating the noodles in his bowl, slurping them down one bite at a time until he finished the whole bowl.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue before speaking seriously: "Old Ma, do you know that the reason we assigned you to Class 5 was so that you could contribute your remaining energy and help develop this place?"

This is a very difficult and important task, and it is also very arduous.

However, the company commander and I both have great faith in you. You've trained so many outstanding squad leaders, so you'll definitely be fine with just one Grassland Squad 5.

What a pity...

He Hongtao let out another long sigh, tinged with disappointment.

Old Ma didn't speak, but lowered his head.

He felt guilty for disappointing his superiors.

He Hongtao waited for more than ten seconds before continuing, "Originally, the group's idea was that Jackie Chan would not be the deputy squad leader, but the squad leader."

The group's message is clear: if you, Lao Ma, can't do it, then someone else will.

Jackie Chan is the best soldier in the entire regiment right now. You've seen all his medals and honors; there are so many that you can't even count them all. He has more potential than you.

Later, the company commander personally went to the regiment and finally managed to save your life. It was your last chance, and you should cherish it.

"He is indeed much better than me. I'm nothing compared to him," Old Ma said bitterly.

Jackie Chan's stacks of honorary certificates have completely shattered the last vestiges of his pride, making him completely convinced of Jackie Chan's superiority.

"It's good that you know."

He Hongtao didn't mince words and said directly, "Jackie Chan is a soldier who can create miracles. I believe that the Fifth Platoon will be changed because of him, and the training ground will also be changed because of him."

My personal suggestion to you is that, as the class monitor, you should fully support Jackie Chan and do everything you can to help him build the training ground well.

Didn't you say you had no hope here? I believe Jackie Chan can bring you hope.

I won't say any more.

In short, the regimental commander has sent his best soldiers. This is an opportunity for the 5th Platoon of the Grassland, and it's also your opportunity. I hope you can seize it.

Regardless of whether things will ultimately work out or whether Jackie Chan is really that great, let's get things moving first.

This was He Hongtao's original intention!

"I'll give it a try."

Old Ma's answer sounded very unsure.

Only those who have spent time in the Fifth Squad of the Grassland know how desperate this place is.

Jackie Chan is undoubtedly a top student in the 702nd Regiment, but can he really change the 5th Platoon, which is known as the graveyard of platoon leaders and the paradise of cowardly soldiers?

Old Ma still has a few questions!

He Hongtao didn't say anything more. He had already said everything he needed to say about the tanking, and now it was up to Lao Ma to see if he could control himself.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. I hope that next time I come, I'll see a different you, a different Class 5."

He Hongtao left with a final sentence, picked up his hat from the table, patted it down, put it on his head, got up, and left without looking back.

Old Ma escorted the instructor to the door and roadside until the instructor got into the car and drove away.

Old Ma continued waving goodbye by the roadside, the same question echoing in his mind: "Can Jackie Chan really do it? Can he really change Class 5 on the grasslands?"

however.

Old Ma's doubts didn't last long; just an hour later, his statement changed.

It turned into "He might actually be able to do it."

Under Li Meng's guidance, Jackie Chan became familiar with everything around him in less than half an hour, including the significance and function of the training ground.

There are only two main functions now.

One was to cheer on the passing training troops, and the other was to provide water for the passing troops.

Apart from these two things.

Because the people in Class 5 are really incompetent, they can't even provide the most basic rest.

Therefore, although the 702nd Regiment and even the entire infantry division have troops training on this grassland almost every day, very few people are willing to come here.

It's safe to say that unless absolutely necessary, nobody comes here to refuel or refill their tank.

The conditions are too bad; I don't want to come.

Just pay attention to the fuel level during regular training and plan your training route; that should be enough, so you don't really need to come here.

The purpose of the term "training ground" was completely ignored.

This makes it even harder for Class 5, which is already located in a desolate area, to see people outside of their own class, making their lives increasingly dull.

After learning about the training grounds, Jackie Chan, being a typical action-oriented person, took action.

He returned immediately and convened a class meeting.

This was the first and only class meeting held by Class 5 of the Grassland Group in the past two years.

As the saying goes.

The new official took office three fires.

In addition, Jackie Chan's background is so great, with an astonishing number of honors and awards, and his physical size is also terrifying; just standing there makes people's scalp tingle.

Li Meng, Xue Lin, and Lao Wei dared not slack off and quickly and obediently sat down at the table.

Even the squad leader, Lao Ma, was the same.

Jackie Chan didn't ramble on at the class meeting, spouting useless official platitudes like "have dreams" or "have a sense of mission."

He went straight to the point and told the fourth general of the fifth squad.

Jackie Chan never acts like a coward, no matter where he is. Now that he's become the squad leader, the Fifth Squad must make changes, and start immediately tomorrow.

How to change it?

What aspects will be changed?

Jackie Chan doesn't do anything fancy or empty; there's no point in grandiose or pretentious talk.

To change Class 5 of the grassland, we'll start with the most down-to-earth approach.

The discussion revolves around the name of this place, specifically the three words "training ground".

Breaking down the three characters of "training ground" into their components, it represents what the Grassland Fifth Squad needs to accomplish together under Jackie Chan's leadership.

The first character in "驻训场" is "驻", so we should definitely start with that character.

"驻" definitely means to be stationed or garrisoned.

To achieve the meaning of this word, we need to get the troops training nearby to be willing to set up camp at the training ground.

As long as they are willing to settle here, this place will become lively, and life will no longer be boring.

As long as people don't feel that life is boring, life will begin to be full of color. With color comes vitality, and with vitality comes motivation.

The problem that Class 5 feared the most has now been solved.

The second character in the training ground is "training".

So, having provided the necessary conditions for stationing, we also need to find ways to create some training grounds to meet the needs of the stationed soldiers.

Building a training ground that allows tanks to train is definitely impossible.

Jackie Chan isn't crazy!

There are only 5 of them, not 500.

However, with the abilities of the five of them, building some small training and recreational facilities such as equipment areas, leisure running tracks, and basketball courts at the training ground shouldn't be a big problem.

As for the missing basketball hoops, equipment, etc., we can submit a report to the team to apply for them later.

Whether the application will be approved is another matter.

In this way!

Although the Grassland Fifth Platoon cannot enjoy the same satisfaction from improved training results or the excitement of participating in various exercises as the regular platoons.

However, it can meet the needs of the training team, allowing them to have a place to rest on the grassland after their hard training.

Everyone got out of the car and gathered around the campfire to chat and drink.

Then go to the training field to relax.

Release the fatigue of a long day of hard training while cramped in the armored tank, allowing your body to recover quickly.

Enjoy a true balance between work and rest.

Seeing these soldiers so relaxed and smiling in the training ground they built themselves, one can't help but think, "It's so good to have a place to rest."

Presumably by then...

The satisfaction that the students in Class 5 of the Grassland can find is no less than that in a regular class.

It can even generate a unique sense of accomplishment.

Because they built all of this from scratch, shovel by shovel, by hand, the sense of accomplishment from success is immense.

I truly want to be an excellent brick, capable of supporting the sky wherever I am placed, and fulfilling my own value.

At that time, everyone's feelings could be summed up in one sentence.

"The joy of logistics is beyond your imagination!"

After hearing Cheng Long's passionate and grand vision, Lao Ma was truly shocked. He had never imagined that such a thing could be done.

The future depicted by Jackie Chan captivated him.

That passion, which had been dormant for so long and had long been numb to the point of almost being forgotten, was rekindled from the depths of my heart.

but.

Apart from Lao Ma, the other three were indifferent to Jackie Chan's words.

The thought that if they actually did what Jackie Chan said, they would have to work themselves to the bone for the next six months or even longer.

Old Wei, Xue Lin, and Li Meng all turned into mournful, frowning faces.

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(End of this chapter)