Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Noon, lunch break.

In four rows of rooms.

"Li Zheng, have you heard that we are going to adapt it again?!"

Scout Li Qiman held a bottle of bone-setting water in his hand, poured a little into the palm of his hand, then pressed on the black and purple part of Li Zheng's thigh, and rubbed it violently.

Li Zheng wanted to ask him where he heard the news, but when he rubbed it, the pain from his thigh went deep into his brain, and he couldn't help but gasped, and let out a cry.

"It hurts... it hurts... take it easy..."

Li Qiman glanced at the new recruit contemptuously, and said nonchalantly, "Howling? When I was a veteran, when I practiced capturing prisoners, my leg just turned blue and purple several times. Let me tell you, practice three Yue, the cyan turns purple, the purple turns green, when the flesh here hardens, you won't be afraid of pain, and it will be fine no matter how you kick it."

Li Zheng was in so much pain that tears came out of the corners of his eyes, but he still had to endure it.

It's not a question of shamelessness, it's just rubbing it like this, after the wound is hot, the blood will disperse faster, and it will turn red the next day, and then a few days later, it will be fine.

After a recent run-in, the scouts and infantry have slowly developed a little friendship.

The pairing of Li Qiman and Li Zheng has developed a relationship.

Every day you kick me, I throw you once.

No one defeated anyone, and as time passed, they became sympathetic to each other.

Li Qiman admired Li Zheng's superb marksmanship, and Li Zheng also admired Li Qiman, a captive capture expert from the reconnaissance camp.

After going back and forth, the two finally exchanged ideas from the beginning of their secret rivalry to each other. You teach me how to capture prisoners, and I teach you how to aim a gun.

The scouts taught the infantry hard skills and capture, and the infantry taught the scouts how to shoot with a rifle.

Everyone is like children in the rebellious period who finally passed the tit-for-tat time, and suddenly they are the same. In the future, everyone will serve together until they retire from active service. A company.

After rubbing for a while, Li Zheng felt that the swollen thigh finally started to feel hot and hot, and the pain was not as painful as before. Thinking of what Li Qiman said just now, he asked, "Didn't we just remake it? Are we going to remake it again?"

"If you want to change it, look at our brigade, which is called a brigade. What we have retained so far is the structure of the infantry division. You know, the special operations brigade does not need that many people. For a battalion, the personnel must be regrouped."

Li Zhengqi asked, "Where did you get the news?"

Li Qiman lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "My fellow is serving as a public servant in the brigade headquarters. The brigade commander came back yesterday and brought back [-] people. They are all ruthless characters. It is said that they were dug from the special forces in various regions. , as well as people from the Navy Amphibious Warfare Group and the Air Force Thor Commando."

"Ah?" Li Zheng's eyes widened.

These are the legendary special forces that could only be seen on TV news and the Internet before.

I didn't expect that one day, I would actually see it with my own eyes!
"You're not talking nonsense, are you!?"

"That's a fellow from my village who came out to serve as a soldier!" Li Qiman was very displeased with Li Zheng's questioning, and glared at the latter and said, "He won't lie to me!"

The two were talking about this, when they suddenly saw Hou Jun hurried into the row of rooms, then blew the assembly whistle, and shouted: "Everyone in the row should come out and assemble."

Everyone hula la ran out to assemble.

The assembly was quick, and dozens of people quickly stood neatly in front of Hou Jun.

Hou Jun held a stack of forms in his hand, his brows were tightly frowned, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy. He looked at the crowd for a while and said: "The superior has an order. After returning home, these forms must be filled out. One form per person. Then hand it over to me, hurry up, it will be filled out at noon today, it is not complicated, but there must be a principle, this is what the superior has repeatedly emphasized, you must fill in the report truthfully!"

After finishing speaking, he said to several veterans acting as squad leader: "The squad leader will get a form according to the number of people in the squad, and fill it out immediately when you go back!"

The forms were quickly distributed, and Hou Jun shouted: "Disband."

People huffed and ran back to the row room.

Pulling out the small bench and sitting by the bed, everyone took out their pens and began to read the form.

This is a personal information form, the top of which is the content of the popular form such as date of birth, age, and education.

The following is the focus of the form.

Each small column is filled with different professional titles, including auto repair, machinery, electronic automation, aviation and other professional options, which are subdivided into more than a dozen columns in total.

If there is a special session in this area, please fill in the relevant information at the back of the column, which school you studied, how many years you have studied, and what awards you have won.

The bottom column is blank, and it is written as a note. You can fill in the professional content that you are specialized in that is not in the above majors.

Li is a liberal arts student, and it seems useless at first glance, but his computer skills are not bad, but it is for work-study purposes, so he is not considered a career.

Finally, after thinking about it, I checked the "foreign language" column, and wrote English and Japanese at the back.

Li Qiman next to him glanced at Li Zheng, and immediately there was a bit of disdain in his eyes: "Hey! You kid still learns Japanese? You bastard!"

Li Zheng knew what he meant, and asked back: "What's wrong with learning Japanese? Do you know what it means to know yourself and the enemy? Think about it in the future. If you catch a notebook, you can't interrogate it? Know some Japanese, okay?"

Li Qiman scratched his head and thought for a while, then suddenly grinned, gave Li Zheng a thumbs up, and boasted: "Hey! You are worthy of coming from a prestigious university. You really have ideas. Our army needs talents like you!"

Looking at the watch, Fatty Wei suddenly began to reflect on his life.

It's been a long time, and the form in front of me is still blank, with nothing written.

After Li Zheng finished filling out and signing his name, he turned his head and saw Fatty Wei who was looking at the ceiling thinking hard, looked at his watch again, and couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong, Fatty, did you find that you are not proficient in anything?" ?”

Fatty Wei came to his senses, tilted his big head and said, "That's not it? Don't come into my dragon boat, it's okay, modified cars and drag racing are very good, and for example, I'm very good at picking up girls. I used to pick up my girlfriend from work. I went there At one stop, the little beauties passing by often winked at me, and some bold ones would come over and ask for my phone number. However, these can’t be written in the notes!”

Li Zheng asked: "Then tell me, how did you get there?"

Fatty Wei said, "Drive!"

Li Zheng asked, "What kind of car do you drive?"

Fatty Wei was also straightforward: "G63!"

Li Zheng chuckled, and patted Fatty Wei on the shoulder: "It's not that you're good at picking up girls, it's that your car is good. Believe it or not, just find a comrade in our platoon to drive your car to the street for a stop." , there are more beauties winking at him."

Fatty Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

After laughing, Fatty Wei was still worried: "Then I still have nothing special to write about."

Li Zheng said: "The platoon leader doesn't say anything, just fill in the report truthfully, if there is, there will be, if there is no, there will be no."

Fatty Wei felt ashamed, and said with emotion: "There are so many majors, but I am not proficient in any of them. When I was serious about studying, I went to pick up girls by myself. Now that I think about it, I really regret it..."

Yang Hui next to him finished filling out, leaned over to look at Fatty Wei's form, clicked his tongue twice, glanced at Fatty Wei with disgust, then reached out to take his form without any explanation, and brushed the form for him Filled in a few words.

Then he pointed to the form and said, "Fatty, how can I say you are good? Who said you have no special skills?"

He pointed to the form that Fatty Wei had filled out.

The crowd looked intently.

One was ticked on driving, and then there was an extra sentence in the remark - good at driving, first-class technology, and racing experience.

The second sentence is - won the No.1 international dragon boat race, and has a deep research on kayaking.

Everyone was shocked!

Finally, Fatty Wei raised his head, turned his admiration-filled kryptonite dog eyes, and gave Yang Hui thumbs up with both hands at the same time.

"Absolutely! Lao Yang, if you retire and have nothing to do, come to our company, and I will give you a high salary, and be responsible for our company's external publicity and image packaging!"

Yang Hui continued the contempt in his eyes, curled his lips and said in disdain: "I am a military big V on the Internet! Who likes to work in your company!"