The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 22 Training
"Wang Yong."

Zhou Qinghe opened Wang Yong's file bag and looked through it.

He is 30 years old, has fought in battles, and won commendations. He rose quickly in the first few years, but in the next few years he was unable to succeed and stayed still.

This is normal. There is no one on top. It is a big hurdle to become a captain.

Theoretically, it is possible to get promoted if you accumulate luck and gain seniority, but if you offend someone, there will be no chance, and the position will become more and more biased.

"A direct military instructor from the civil engineering department suddenly became a member of the Secret Service, or the medical unit. I must feel uncomfortable."

"There is one thing. I did agree to come to the Secret Service. It's just that Section Chief Zeng told me at the time that he would directly join the Intelligence Section and become the captain of the Third Team, not the Medical Section."

Wang Yong stood upright. When the matter reached this point, he didn't want to think about anything else. He just wanted to explain the reason clearly. He didn't want to leave a knot in everyone's heart, which would be very uncomfortable.

So it turns out that Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly, the captain and the unit chief were on the same level, and the position of captain of the medical unit was gone, unless Zhou Qinghe gave up the position to him. That was impossible, so Wang Yong could only be a soldier now.

Moreover, he went from being the captain of a powerful department, the Intelligence Department, to being a soldier in the unpopular unit.

Do you think this is similar to the military's journey?
Zhou Qinghe glanced at him amusedly, which was a bit miserable. This man had a bad luck in his life, and after the age of 26, he started to memorize characters.

However, when meeting him, whether Ji Tai comes or not depends on his own destiny.

Zhou Qinghe threw the file on the table with a bang.

"Chief Zeng is not trying to trick you. This is what I wanted you to do. I need an instructor to teach me a full set of tactical skills. This is your mission.

After completing this task, you can leave at any time if you want. I can help you talk to Section Chief Zeng. "

For Zhou Qinghe, he just needs a personal coach to help him improve quickly.

It really doesn't matter whether people stay or not in the end.

"Yes, I obey orders."

Wang Yong has a deep and thick voice, a dark complexion, and looks very resolute in his edges and corners. He has a military style in every movement and silence.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Relax, this is a secret service, not a military camp. Everyone like you knows that a soldier has just arrived."

Although there are many soldiers in the Secret Service, no one would care about a small soldier in the medical unit.
"Understood, wait until I get off."

After Wang Yong finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and then his aura was visibly reduced. His back was slightly hunched, his shoulders were slightly slumped, and he was not standing so straight. His whole person's temperament changed drastically in an instant.

"it is good."

Zhou Qinghe was very satisfied now. He was worthy of being an instructor of his direct lineage, and his ability was second to none.

"Then I'll leave it to you. My request is to improve as quickly as possible."

Wang Yong nodded, without saying 'I understand', but looked at Zhou Qinghe.

"You have a well-proportioned figure, but you have never been a soldier? Nor have you attended a military academy? Why don't you even have calluses on your hands?"

Wang Yong was a little surprised. As far as he knew, the people in the Secret Service either came out of military police schools or training classes. Can someone without training join the Secret Service?
Even a female clerk in the radio class has to practice what she has to do, right?

"I really don't have any good eyesight. I am considered a civilian soldier."

"That's going to take some time."

Wang Yong glanced at the bright sun outside the window. Although it was morning, the sun was already poisonous.

"Start by developing endurance, run long distances, relax in the middle, build strength, rest at the end, and practice marksmanship."

If you are in a hurry, you have to go together, but with the temperature outside, Wang Yong feels that Zhou Qinghe may not be able to withstand it.

No, it should be said that I will definitely not be able to resist it.

Clerks sitting in the office can't understand how hard training is.

"Practice for two days first. I'll take a look at your specific physical fitness and then adjust the plan, okay? Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have to be trained if you get injured." "Okay, just follow what you said. If you can't stand me, I can tell you, I won’t mess around.”

Although Zhou Qinghe feels that his current physique is quite good, this can be compared by standing for several hours during the operation.

But without actual combat, everything is just talk.

How your physical fitness is now will be revealed during training.

It's a mule or a horse, take it out and run around.

However, this plan sounds really stressful. During the war years, everything was said to be done quickly, and the first phase of Huangpu only lasted a few months.

Go dry.

"Then go to the venue first and see what's missing before buying anything."

The training must not be in the city, but at a training ground in the suburbs, otherwise the sound of gunfire will scare everyone to death.

"Where to shoot? Where to shoot?"

Zhou Qinghe had no objection. He went out and said to Gu Zhiyan: "Section Chief, I'm going to the training ground in the suburbs. If you need anything, call me over there."

Gu Zhiyan was reading the information. He paused when he heard the words, glanced at Wang Yong and immediately nodded and smiled: "Okay, okay, you really need to practice your body. Girls have better marksmanship than you. It would be embarrassing for our interrogation department.

However, Qinghe, you still have to come back before 5 o'clock in the evening and go on a mission with me. "

"What mission?" Zhou Qinghe walked closer.

Gu Zhiyan waved his hand and smiled with a hint of trouble: "Trouble, wasn't the department dealing with the reselling of arms by the munitions director of the 18th Army a few days ago?
This matter is of a very bad nature, and we must investigate it strictly at the top of the mountain now!
Who do you think the arms were sold to?Red Party, Japanese! "

"Yeah." Zhou Qinghe nodded in agreement.

"So, the department is looking for clues in other armies and wants to conduct a thorough investigation, but how can the army be so easy to get in? Not everyone is just trying to save the boss's face, so it's not easy to investigate.

So I thought of a way to start with the soldiers in the prison, teach them with emotion and reason, and let them contribute some information and bite people out.

Then it is justifiable for our Secret Service to intervene. "

"Oh!" Zhou Qinghe nodded understandingly, and then asked: "Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, you can train me and go tomorrow."

"No hurry, I'm thinking of firing the first shot, and I'm still checking the specific target." Gu Zhiyan squinted at the thick files on his desk to indicate that he was still very busy at the moment.

Then he smiled and said, "Just come back in the evening."

"Okay, then I'll go first and promise to come back early."

"Okay, let's go."

At the suburban training ground, the ten o'clock sun was already high in the sky.

Zhou Qinghe took off his military jacket and wore a sports vest, trousers, and military boots.

After doing some warm-up exercises with Wang Yong, I heard him say:

"For your first training, run five kilometers to see what's going on. Remember, persevere, and then persevere."

For office workers like Zhou Qinghe, who lacked exercise and suddenly started training, Wang Yong thought that he could meet his expectations if he could run three kilometers.

This is mainly due to Zhou Qinghe's well-proportioned and young body.

The sun is so big, if you can persist, you will be victorious.

Five kilometers, that was to prevent him from giving up too quickly. He had to run half of it anyway. Otherwise, why would he have the nerve to talk in front of his subordinates?
This is what Wang Yong thinks, it is to provoke the general, it is to provoke. If you want to maintain the dignity of the commander, don't embarrass yourself in front of me.

"Okay." Zhou Qinghe didn't say much and started running away.

(End of this chapter)