2nd new recruit company and I got hammered again (3)
I have to say something about our new training team, because they are all the worst of the worst from various reconnaissance companies, including me. Everyone thinks I wasn't bad enough back then? If I were still in the army as a squad leader and had a new recruit like this under me, I would definitely want to discipline him. You can't let one person get away with it, or you'll be unhappy. So everyone should understand that our old captain was right to scold that dog-headed high school team - it's only natural. It's just that my personality has always been a bit stubborn, and from when I was young, my mom said I was like a Mongolian cow.
Later on, I found out that no matter what hardships or torments I faced in the army, they didn't thoroughly change my personality. But after being in society for just one year, I became a completely different person. It's clear that what really changes your personality isn't the military, but rather the unseen forces of society.
Oh dear, I've gone off on a tangent again. Let's get back to the main topic.
An honest and reliable soldier can become an excellent or even the best infantryman, artilleryman, armored vehicle driver, cook, but he will never be able to become the best scout. I won't say why, because it would take too long, so let me just talk about what kind of people these scouts who are experts in martial arts are like.
Our new training team that year had 20 people, three second lieutenants, sixteen non-commissioned officers and one private. Except for this small tail that makes people feel particularly unexpected, the proportion of officers and soldiers is roughly within the ideal range of that high school team. Special warfare officers and special warfare personnel are all produced step by step from such second lieutenants and non-commissioned officers - the special forces battalion is notorious for picking ready-made ones, so they love to pick the best ones from other troops, so when the head of the reconnaissance company in other troops sends his own soldiers away, he is both proud and heartbroken, like having his heart dug out.
The special forces team actually wanted to recruit soldiers, but there was no clear regulation at that time. I don't know if it exists now or not. Generally, it's impossible for a two-year conscript soldier like me to get in, the military quality is just not there. I'm not saying I'm a genius, I'm just a troublemaker, wherever I go in the army, I always cause trouble and make my superiors unhappy. Because I'm a troublemaker with perseverance, I managed to sneak into the new training team and continued to cause trouble, especially targeting that arrogant high school team and their precious special forces team.
But in the new training team, I suddenly realized my disadvantages - first, I am not a non-commissioned officer, but a two-year conscript soldier, and in their eyes, I will leave soon. As an urban soldier and university student, it is impossible for me to stay here for long, so cultivating me would be a waste of human resources; second, although my reconnaissance results were good, I was actually the 21st place in the supplementary recruitment because one person's physical condition didn't meet the requirements, so in the eyes of the dog-headed squad and our new training team brothers, I am still a secondary role. This first impression is problematic because scores are on those dog-headed officers' pens and paper clips; third, reconnaissance comparison is a dead subject, to put it bluntly, collective training belongs to test-oriented education, I was trained for the competition, so I only know a few items, my comprehensive military quality cannot be compared with these old slippery fish. A month's new training team isn't just those few items, and I don't have real wild outdoor exercises and other experiences. To put it bluntly, I am still a rookie soldier, which I refuse to admit, the problems they discuss, I don't understand any of them.
I was lying on my own bed, writing a letter to Xiao Ying under the dim light, listening to these old guys talking about which year's exercise, which year's accommodation training, and which year's collective training. The mood was really bleak!
Can I get through? At that time, I really doubted. I'm not afraid of hardship, being a soldier is born to suffer, but the score isn't because you're suffering and can go up, it's comprehensive evaluation, doesn't look at your scout competition those items. To be eliminated, the first one is to eliminate me. And I couldn't be eliminated, which means I must have an absolute advantage in the new training team. We didn't say there was a elimination ratio, if all were qualified, this dog-headed battalion would stay, but if not qualified, they would send you back without leaving any face. I wrote a letter to Xiaoying, writing and writing, my nose started to sour, thinking of my Chen Pai.
I closed my eyes and let the tears flow for a while before wiping them away, then poked my head out to look at the lower bunk:
"Monitor, can I have a word with you?"
