Chapter 4: Political Review (Part One)
Passed the physical examination, with legs crossed, and waddling like a duck, Night Yang finally got on Uncle's car with complex feelings towards the female military doctor who forcibly took her "first time", and reluctance to leave the few pieces of meat at the military inspection station. Along with Night Yang going home.
"I'm going to die! You're killing me! I curse you, you'll never get married...!" Night Yang started scolding loudly as soon as the car started moving, no longer caring that his uncle was sitting right next to him.
The night asks the sky on one side with a smile but no words. In a few days, there will be a political review, and it should be fine! Who dares to say no to those I want to take away?
A large room in the "August 1st" guest house of H City Military District.
Several men wearing black T-shirts with national flags and military emblems printed on them were sitting around a large bed. Dark skin, solid muscles. Each of them looked sharp and powerful.
"Jiang Lianchang, this time isn't it just bringing a batch of soldiers? Why are you making such a big fuss and coming down yourself? Leave it to me and Wuban Zhang, don't you trust us?" said one of the men with a cigarette in his hand.
"Honestly, I'm a bit worried. You guys have good eyes for picking soldiers, but it's not enough! What I want is not those civilized soldiers who only know how to march in step and fold their blankets neatly. Which soldier in our 177th regiment has nothing better to do than folding their blanket all day? That's just pathetic! I think going out to fight is even better than this!" The person known as the company commander said bluntly to his subordinates, without mincing words.
Jiang Hai! This is a fairly tall man, around thirty years old, wearing a crisp military uniform that seems to be tailored specifically for him. He looks well-proportioned, with broad shoulders adorned with shiny military insignia. Two bars and two stars indicate his identity in the military, a lieutenant colonel of A3 Special Forces, serving as a company commander. Generally speaking, in domestic troops, a lieutenant colonel would at least be a deputy regimental commander. But in A3, all soldiers are professionalized, and military rank does not represent everything.
"This time, for the task of fighting against Taiwan, it was decided to promote our company and pay special attention to personnel. Especially during the selection process. Those old soldiers are almost at the end of their term, and I don't know how many will leave or stay this year. We don't have much time left." Jiang Hai sighed, he had been in the army for over a decade, and was used to seeing people come and go, but every time it came to retirement, looking at those departing comrades still made him feel sad.
"Tiě chuí, today we have a few quotas?" The Ocean lit a cigarette, took a delicate sip, and asked the sturdy black man beside him.
"Company Commander, according to the new combat guidance deployment, we need to establish a new combat class." Iron Tower, a burly man with a row of iron studs on his shoulder, replied while pulling out a large stack of documents from his file bag and distributing them evenly among the people around him. "These are the people from H City who participated in the physical examination and passed this year. Five days later, we will start the political review. Everyone, take a look at these materials first, find some potential candidates, and we'll go dig out a few good ones to receive training ahead of time."
"Whoa, you're so fast! You've already gotten all this information? This is a huge pile, how long will it take to go through?" The class monitor started yelling as soon as he saw the thick stack of documents in his hand.
"Second brother, pay attention and see if there's anything that can be used to stir up trouble. These little rascals are just what I need to whet my appetite." The head of Class Five chuckled to himself.
The ocean looked at his subordinates categorizing and sorting various materials. These things he wouldn't get involved in, so he simply returned to his own room to rest.
After washing his face, the phone rang. It was a call from his old squad leader Ye Wen Tian, saying that he had something to ask of him...
Ye Yang Jian was lying at home resting, he is an active person. Yesterday, the beautiful military doctor sister cut his foreskin. Can't engage in intense exercise. Feeling bored and dizzy while lying on the bed, the phone suddenly rang.
"What's up, Da Jian?"
"I'm staying at home."
"What's with the sulking? Come out and play basketball. Hurry up, everyone's waiting for you."
