hunter commando

Chapter 1109 Soldiers
Song Xiaojiang's group of people are all serving members of the army. They were promoted from the army and then went to the military academy for two or three years of study to become glorious soldiers and officers.

Moreover, Song Xiaojiang and Yang Qingsong were in the same class, both in the artillery reconnaissance class.Professor Li's classes are usually taken by the same department. Hundreds of people sit in a large classroom and listen to the class together.

He was about to leave the army. Not only Song Xiaojiang, but also many students did not want to leave with regrets - they all wanted to solve the mystery of Professor Li very strongly.

There is definitely a problem if you wear tight clothes at all times and do physical exercises!
Song Xiaojiang gathered a few people together and unanimously decided to raise this question to Professor Li on the spot in the last big class. In front of so many people, Professor Li would definitely be able to say it.

The last big lesson has arrived.

This morning, after the department watchman counted the number of people in each class, the energetic quasi-officers all sat in good posture and waited quietly for Professor Li's arrival.The large classroom was very safe, and hundreds of people did not make a single sound.Everyone's mood is very excited, but also very sad, very complicated.

At eight-thirty sharp, Li Mu walked into the classroom on time with the lesson plan under his arm.

"Everyone stand up!" The department watchman suddenly stood up and started to form a team, "Look to the right - together! Forward - look! Take a break! Stand at attention...!"

The attendant ran seven steps toward the podium, stood still, and saluted, "Report to Comrade Professor! XXX people from the Department of Reconnaissance and Special Operations should be present for the last class! Please give instructions!"

Li Mu returned the salute, "Sit down."

"Yes!"

The officer on duty ran back to the command position and issued the password: "Sit down!"

Sit down neatly.

Li Mu glanced at everyone habitually. The stepped classroom was very spacious, with good air and sufficient light. The students were in high spirits.

"Okay, comrades, sit down and relax." Li Mu raised his hand lightly and pressed it.

The students relaxed slightly, but still maintained the basic sitting posture, and were more serious than usual.

The lesson plan was left unopened. Li Mu did not need the lesson plan for this class, and he did not prepare any lessons.He spread his hands on both sides of the podium, as usual.

"Students, today is the last class of this school year. In the afternoon, you will go to various units one after another. Although the results of some of you are not satisfactory to me, I still have an encouraging attitude towards you." Li Mu started to speak. .

When the students heard this, they couldn't help but have black lines on their foreheads, and they all said to themselves, Professor Li, Professor Li, our special investigation department is the best department in the school, and you are still not satisfied with this.

"I'm proud of you."

Li Mu's expression gradually revealed a divine light. His tone was low and powerful, like a large-displacement diesel engine. He still didn't use a microphone. He just spoke like this, and his voice was clearly transmitted to everyone. In the ear, it is very clear.

"Comrades, please believe me, you are the future of the army. Every skill and knowledge you learn here must be used in the construction of the army, and you, as a citizen of Yanguo, will contribute to our country's national defense construction. obligations and fulfill the responsibilities of active military personnel."

Li Mu stopped, turned around, and wrote a few big words on the blackboard with chalk - the dedication of soldiers.

Returning to the podium and putting down the chalk, Li Mu looked around the students, "I have nothing left to teach you. In the last class today, I will tell you about the dedication of soldiers."

"To this day, I still clearly remember that when we joined the army, the guard commander asked us to write about our experience in the army and what our motivation was for joining the army. Some wrote to train ourselves, some wrote for the future, and some wrote to experience military camp life. . I wrote down a sentence seriously - to contribute my own strength to our country's national defense construction."

"It's not ridiculous, comrades. I, you, and more than 200 million comrades, comrades on the National Defense Research Front, and comrades on other fronts are all contributing to this great cause without stopping. I I hope you will not underestimate yourself or take yourself too seriously in your future work."

"Don't underestimate yourself, that's because each of you here is an irreplaceable individual. You are a unique existence. You can play a greater role than you think. Please believe in this. Just like half a year ago , it takes you one minute to complete a simple single soldier's rapid shooting. After training, you can complete it within ten seconds. When you think this is the limit, you learn how to complete it within six seconds. Complete the process of drawing a gun and shooting. So, comrades, please believe in your potential and always be in awe of it."

"Don't take yourself too seriously. That's because you are all Yanguo soldiers. You are no different. Everyone has only one chance to survive in this world. Before you entered school, you lived a completely different life and drank different food. Drink different drinks, fuck different girls, say different words, make different jokes, many, many differences, you are different."

"After you enter school, you are the same. The same haircut, the same camouflage uniform, the same underwear, towel, cup, toothbrush, and even the same color of poop because you eat from the same pot. You sleep together and get up together, We go out together, train together, study together, and bathe together. Even you are very aware of the size of the comrades around you. You are the same, comrades, there is no difference. Therefore, from the day you enlisted in the army, you have only one Identity - soldier of Yan Kingdom."

"Yes, comrades, if there is only one chance to survive, I hope you can all rush forward and give the chance to live to the people around you. Because you are the same, you die, he die, I die , those who died are all Yanguo soldiers. I hope that no matter how far you go in the future, you will never forget that you all have a common identity - Yanguo soldiers."

"Comrades, you will go to different units. Frontier defense, mobile combat units, intelligence agencies, foreign affairs departments, etc. In different positions, in different jobs. You are different again. Some comrades will fight On the front line, some comrades will be exposed under the flashlight, and some comrades will hide in a hidden place to listen to the movement of the wireless world. Some comrades will even change their names and enter the hidden front, becoming the defenders in the dark. Warrior of light.”

"But no matter what the difference is, I hope you will remember that you are Yanguo soldiers. When you need to rush forward, even if there is a meat grinder in front of you, I hope you can rush forward without any worries. To die, You must also die like a soldier of the Yan Kingdom."

"Comrades, because you are my students, Li Mu."

Li Mu walked from behind the podium to the front and looked around again, "You all have a common regret, about me, Li Mu. The teacher has no more blessings. Before you leave school and go to various fronts, the teacher will put an end to your regrets." .”

After speaking, he took off the camouflage jacket on his upper body, and then took off the sweatshirt inside.

This group of students will never forget the scene in front of them for the rest of their lives - Li Mu's upper body was covered with scars from shrapnel, bullets, all kinds of scars, densely packed and shocking.In the eyes of many people, they are extremely ugly, but in the eyes of the students, there is no greater medal than these.

Scars are a soldier's greatest medal!
(End of this chapter)