Chapter 3 Two New Friends

  As soon as Wang Fanglong fell to the ground, the surrounding reserve players immediately surrounded him, and everyone wanted to know what was wrong with Wang Fanglong.

  "Take a look quickly, take a look quickly, don't let anything happen, if it's serious send him to the hospital."

  "What's wrong with him?"

  "Isn't the instructor being too harsh?"

  ……

  Everyone was talking at once, but they all expressed the same meaning, which is their concern for Wang Fanglong.

  As soldiers, respecting superiors and loving soldiers, uniting and helping each other have long been integrated into their blood and soul.

  As the party involved, Wang Fanglong's muddled head also cleared up a bit after he fell to the ground with a thud, but his entire body felt like it had fallen apart and he couldn't muster any strength.

  He lay on the ground, slightly shaking his head, feeling a bit better. He looked around and found that the team had already dispersed, with many reserve players surrounding him, looking at him with concern.

  Wang Fanglong let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that the punishment was finally over.

  However, Wang Fanglong did not know what had happened and what he was going to do next.

  Because for a while after squatting down, he was in a daze and completely unaware of the situation around him.

  So he asked in confusion: "What happened? How did I end up on the ground? And what was the instructor talking about afterwards?"

  At this time, a marine with sergeant stripes squatted down, full of admiration, and said to Wang Fanglong: "Nothing happened, it's already dismissed. As for why you fell down, do I need to say? You've been squatting in the horse stance for so long, it's strange if you didn't fall. Actually, the instructor behind didn't say much, mainly just self-introduction and requirements for us. Oh right, earlier the instructor told us to go back and change into our uniforms, after changing we can rest a bit and then have dinner."

  The other reserve players saw that Wang Fanglong was fine and then said some words of consolation to him before dispersing quickly.

  Wang Fanglong had not reacted yet and asked in confusion: "Change into military uniform? What military uniform?"

  Zhong Shi burst out laughing, it seems that Wang Fanglong was indeed confused. However, he patiently explained: "Just now, the instructor said that our previous military uniforms are no longer allowed to be worn. From now on, we will all wear mountain camouflage uniforms, and we are not allowed to wear military caps. We will uniformly tie a red silk ribbon. When we pass the final assessment, the red silk ribbon on our heads can be replaced with a red beret, and finally become the first batch of official members of the "Red Beret" special forces. How come you didn't hear that? It seems you're not in good shape!"

  It wasn't until then that Wang Fanglong understood their ultimate goal in coming here was simply to be able to wear the red beret.

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help but make a silent vow in his heart: no matter how difficult it is, he must pass the final assessment and wear the red beret.

  The marine sergeant saw Wang Fanglong silent and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Comrade Wang Fanglong."

  Wang Fanglong shook his head, smiled slightly and said: "Thanks! I'm fine, just need to rest a bit. However, earlier, I was really not in the mood, it's been a long time since I've felt this way. But if I had to do this every day, I really couldn't take it. Sergeant, thanks! Let's not chat for now, I also need to go change my clothes, see you later."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Fanglong bent his legs and supported himself with his hands, trying to get up.

  The middle-aged man hastily stretched out his hands and supported Wang Fanglong's shoulders, trying to help him get up.

  At this time, Wang Fanglong was indeed exhausted to the extreme, but he was born with a strong personality and willpower. As long as he could hold on, he would not let others help him.

  So Wang Fanglong waved his hand at the middle-aged man and said softly: "Thank you! You don't need to help, I'll do it myself!"

  "Why force yourself? There's still a long way to go in life."

  "It's precisely because there are still many days ahead that I must rely on myself."

  Wang Fanglong insisted on refusing the help of the soldier, who saw that Wang Fanglong's mind was made up. He withdrew his hand from Wang Fanglong's body and stretched out his right hand, giving Wang Fanglong a thumbs-up: "You're really something!"

  Upon hearing such praise, Wang Fanglong shook his head and smiled, saying: "What's with the 'sirs'? We're all forced to be here. By the way, I'm Wang Fanglong, from a special warfare brigade in the C Military Region. I haven't asked for your name yet."

  "Zhao Ye stood up, gave Wang Fanglong a standard military salute and said loudly: 'I'm Zhao Ye, from the Marine Corps, nice to meet you, Comrade Wang Fanglong!'"

  "Nice to meet you too!" Wang Fanglong said with a smile as he struggled to get up, first saluting and then shaking hands with Zhao Ye.

  After shaking hands, Wang Fanglong did some light exercises on the spot to relax his stiff body.

  "Wang Fanglong!" Suddenly, a loud and somewhat hoarse voice came from behind Wang Fanglong.

  Wang Fanglong turned around at the sound, and saw a dark-faced, robust man full of strength, with a very enthusiastic smile on his face, walking quickly towards him.

  The man walking over here is also wearing an army uniform and is a lieutenant officer just like him.

  At this time, Wang Fanglong had not yet recovered from the shock, his head was dizzy and he couldn't figure out what the other person meant, so he asked in a puzzled tone: "May I ask if there's anything?"

  All of a sudden, this robust man walked up with big strides, stretched out his rough but powerful hands, and proactively grabbed Wang Fanglong's right hand, shaking it vigorously. At the same time, he kept saying: "Hello! Comrade Wang Fanglong! You're really a hero, able to squat for two hours on horseback, I, Jiang Xiaochun, admire you! Let's be friends."

  Due to excessive fatigue, coupled with his own strength being inferior to Jiang Xiaochun's, Wang Fanglong's right hand felt as if it was clamped by an iron clip, aching like a needle prick, but his facial expression did not change in the slightest.

  But for Wang Fanglong, who had been through many trials and tribulations, this degree of pain was nothing but child's play, not worth mentioning.

  However, his hand was held by someone else, and he felt a bit displeased. He said with a hint of annoyance: "Comrade Jiang Xiaochun, I also want to be friends with you, but I'm really too tired now. I'd like to go back to my dormitory to rest for a while. Let's have a good chat another day when we have time."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Fanglong wanted to slip away and leave.

  But Jiang Xiaochun immediately became anxious when he heard that Wang Fanglong was leaving, his two hands clenched even tighter, and he hastily said: "Don't go, whatever you do! I still have questions to ask you."

  Feeling Jiang Xiaochun's iron hoop-like strength, Wang Fanglong couldn't pull his hand out and felt very displeased. He furrowed his brow and said, "Please let go of my hand first, okay?"

  Jiang Xiaochun was taken aback, as if suddenly coming to his senses. He hastily withdrew his hands and scratched his head in embarrassment, saying: "Ah! Sorry about that, I forgot you didn't remind me. But on the other hand, you're really something. Most people would have been crying out in pain by now with a grip like mine."

  At this time, Zhao Ye suddenly intervened and punched Jiang Xiaochun's chest with his fist, saying: "I'm asking you, Jiang, are you doing it on purpose?"

  Jiang Xiaochun was taken aback as soon as he heard it. He thought to himself, "Who is this person and why are they so fond of meddling in other people's business?"

  Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaochun directly rushed to Zhao Ye and said: "Huh? What are you doing? What does this have to do with you?"

  Zhao Yeweiran smiled slightly and said, "I'm Zhao Ye from the Marine Corps. Strictly speaking, this has nothing to do with me. But you should also consider Wang Fanglong, he's already exhausted like this, why are you shaking hands so forcefully? Are you kidding me? If you can hold a horse stance for two hours, then go ahead."

  Jiang Xiaochun listened and felt a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, stood in place and smiled foolishly. Then he sincerely said: "Yes, although I've been practicing martial arts since I was young. But to ask me to squat for two hours in horse stance, it's really something I can't do."

  After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaochun hastily apologized to Wang Fanglong.

  Wang Fanglong is not a petty person, he smiled and directly forgave Jiang Xiaochun.

  At this time, Wang Fanglong still did not think that in his future military career, his fate would be closely tied to these two newly acquainted comrades-in-arms, going through one difficulty after another together...