I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 74: Soldier’s Coming of Age Ceremony
"I just feel a little depressed."

Yang Fan looked lonely.

He sat on the bench with his head lowered, his hands clasped together and resting on his legs.

It could be seen that Yang Fan felt very uneasy at this moment.

Like a child who has done something wrong.

I do not know what happened.

Chen Jun suddenly felt that Yang Fan had an inferiority complex.

This made Chen Jun wonder if he had made a wrong judgment.

Yang Fan has low self-esteem? !
It's impossible. He's the most active person in the dormitory all day long.

After a minute or two, maybe Yang Fan saw his roommates surrounding him, or maybe he calmed down a little.

Only then did he speak again under the gaze of everyone.

"Actually, it's okay to tell you. I'm from Sichuan Province. I'm what you often call Sichuan Wazi."

"My family has been poor since I was a child. Our family is in the mountains and transportation is very inconvenient. My parents went out to work to make money when I was very young."

"I only come back once a year."

"As long as I can remember, my mother put me in my grandma's house. It was my grandma and grandpa who took care of me through Yuhong class and elementary school."

Listening to Yang Fan's words, Chen Jun and others surrounding him were stunned.

Everyone stood or sat silently.

"Later, when I was in junior high school, my grandparents were getting older and couldn't take care of me."

"My dad came back and took me to my aunt's house in the county town to study. Because my aunt's house is very close to the school, I lived in their house and took care of them for the three years of junior high school."

"Then I went to high school. Because my grades in the high school entrance examination were pretty good, my parents wanted me to study better in the future, so they sent me to my cousin's home in the city to study because their home was close to the city's key high school, and my parents wanted me to study better in the future. My aunt is still a teacher.”

"Actually, you know, I really don't like this feeling of living under someone else's roof, of having a home but feeling like I have no home."

When Yang Fan said this, his head dropped even lower.

The other people in the dormitory also looked at each other in confusion. Who would have thought that Yang Fan has been here like this since he was a child.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel helpless. The family conditions are not good, so I have to make a living and provide for my children to study.

How many parents have to travel far away to work to make money.

It’s just hard on the children who stay at home.

"I live with my relatives, and they are very nice to me."

"But it's not my home there after all. My aunt, cousin, and others are all very polite to me."

"Their own children would be beaten and scolded whenever they wanted. As for me, I always seemed like an outsider and seemed out of place. Their younger children often asked me why I wanted to live in their home, which made me very sad. uncomfortable"

"I finally graduated from high school. I thought I wouldn't have to stay with my relatives, but my score in the college entrance examination was not ideal. I only scored over 400 points."

"It was my parents who, through their connections, found relatives and helped me with all the work to beg my grandpa and grandma."

"The leader you just saw is a distant relative of our family. He is my uncle or cousin. I only know that he is a teacher in Lu Yuan."

"I didn't know he was from a major university, but he was the one who told my parents to let me apply for Luyuan University. The enrollment here will be expanded this year. With my scores, I have a good chance of being admitted."

"After reporting here, I didn't mention it. I just didn't want to cause any more trouble to my relatives. Also, my own grades were not good."

"You can't perform well here. You are not as good as the class deputy. If you say it, you will be embarrassed. I never said it."

Yang Fan revealed all his thoughts.

In the dormitory, everyone was silent for more than ten seconds, and no one responded.

They can all understand Yang Fan's pain, from elementary school to high school.

During this period, I stayed in other people's homes for more than ten years.

Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

After all, no matter how close we are to relatives.

After all, it's not your own home. How can you be as casual and relaxed as you are at your own home?

After understanding the reason for Yang Fan's depression, I also thought about how this guy usually has a good heart even though he talks nonsense.

If anyone needs help or comes to him with something, there is no problem.

Thinking of this, everyone felt sympathy in their hearts.

Chen Jun hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. He finally understood why Yang Fan was usually so out of touch.

Growing up in such an environment as a child, I must have suppressed myself all day long. I had to act sensible and obey the rules in front of my relatives.

He has not learned to be bad, so he is considered to be of good nature.

After all, everyone has the experience of trying to sneak into a relative's house. Parents will warn them repeatedly before going to a relative's house to be polite, not naughty, and to be sensible and obedient.

Children from ordinary families are like this, let alone Yang Fan who has lived with relatives for so many years.

After graduating from high school, he finally left his original environment and came to Luyuan. He no longer had to rely on others. After being released, he would inevitably become more active.

Of course, it could also be that he wants more attention.

For example, when he first entered Luyuan and saw himself doing bad things while hugging the quilt, Yang Fan took the initiative to come up to him.

Use the half-baked knowledge he learned from forums to work together with himself.

Maybe he wanted to pay more attention to him.

Thinking of this, Chen Jun pulled Ma Zha and sat closer to Yang Fan.

Trying to comfort him in a relaxed tone: "Old Yang, haven't you gotten through this?"

"When you were at a relative's house before, there were indeed many inconveniences. It was not as relaxing and comfortable as your own home."

"I can't feel the warmth of home either."

"But we dare not say anything else. If you come to Lu Yuan, you must have come to the right place. We are all good brothers and comrades-in-arms."

"Just treat this like home. If you have any difficulties, tell us and we will help you get through them together."

"Yes, Yang Fan, I will be your brother Kui from now on. If you have anything to say to me, I will protect you."

Liang Kui was advising from the side like a joke.

"Yang Fan, don't worry, we will all be good brothers from now on." He Jing also joined in.

Everyone was comforting him.

Yang Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled, and raised his head: "Thank you, thank you class deputy, thank you Brother Kui."

"Of course, thank you too, Brother Zhiqi."

"I" He Jing is so depressed. When he heard the name "Brother Zhiqi", his face turned green with anger.

He was puzzled because at the training ground, he said that he wanted to join the army.

This guy is obsessed with it.

Brother Zhiqi, Brother Zhiqi screamed every day, making He Jingdu crooked.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Fan was in a bad mood at this time, he would definitely have a bad look on his face.

But Yang Fan didn't seem to have this awareness, and his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the dormitory.

A happier smile finally appeared on his face.

"Actually, the class deputy is right. I just suddenly saw my cousin coming over and mentioned my parents again, and I felt a little uncomfortable."

"I'm exhausted here. I often make mistakes, and the monitor always scolds me and kicks me. But I still feel fulfilled in Luyuan."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine."

After Yang Fan's matter was resolved, Chen Jun was ready to go to the training ground again to practice more.

Don't dare to slack off.

Since the beginning of the tactical week, a number of freshmen with good performance have emerged from each class.

After all, there are five district teams with more than a thousand people.

After this little month of training, from slowly adapting to emerging, there is always gold that will shine.

If Lu Yuan is like this, Wu Yuan will probably be no worse.

Training is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Chen Jun has his own goals, plans and ideals.

He never told anyone about it, let alone publicized it.

But that doesn't mean he won't fight. Chen Jun didn't know what the training situation was like in the martial arts academy, and the squad leader and district captain seemed to be deliberately avoiding such topics.

Just encourage, but don't talk about other people's situations.

Then Chen Jun can only practice by himself.

Based on the experience accumulated in actual combat in his previous life, he knew very well when facing an unknown enemy.

If you don’t know the enemy’s weaknesses, you must know your own weaknesses and what you are afraid of.

Obviously, he is afraid of an opponent who can practice a boxing technique ten thousand times.

In other words, when he was free, the guys from the martial arts academy who were most afraid of him were still training hard.

In this case, the first thing he has to do is to become the person who can practice a boxing technique ten thousand times.

Make full use of your free time and work hard to improve yourself.

He has a lot of experience and just needs to be diligent.

Only in this way can we calmly face the challenges that come at any time.

Chen Jun greeted the others in the class.

He Jing, Yang Fan and the others were asked to memorize the order and were about to go out again with towels.

But squad leader Wang Heng came back. He had a record book under his arm and started shouting as soon as he entered the dormitory.

"Come on, everyone, gather together and announce two things."

"Hurry up and don't grind on me."

As soon as Wang Heng's rough voice came out, the crowd that had gathered just now immediately took action.

The queue was neatly arranged.

Chen Jun had no choice but to put down his towel again and stand in line.

Wang Heng glanced around and nodded.

"Tell me two things. Today is August 8th, and there are only 29 days left before the competition with the Wuyuan Academy."

"Time is very tight, and the college leaders have made a temporary decision to hold a unified gun ceremony this Friday."

"Here, Chen Jun, I have written down the oath for the gun ceremony on paper. It will be used the day after tomorrow. You will supervise their memorization in the next two days."

"The requirement is that everyone must memorize it thoroughly."

"Don't hold the gun in your hand and ask you to take the oath. If you hesitate and can't say a word, then don't blame me for undermining you."

Wang Heng said, handing half a piece of paper torn from the record book to Chen Jun.

Chen Jun nodded and took it.

At this time, it can almost be said that except for him and Wang Heng, there is no feeling at all.

Everyone else who was lining up had their eyes gleaming.

Gun! !
Every man's dream.

On the second day after arriving at Luyuan, the counselor held a meeting to seduce them, saying that they could be equipped with guns here and everyone would have the opportunity to touch a gun.

Good guy, when I first heard this news, I was shocked.

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, I finally heard about the "gun" again.

Don't say they are just young people of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Even if not, which man hasn't fantasized about owning a steel gun?
Then hold it, calmly shuttle through the battlefield filled with bullets, kill countless enemies, and achieve heroic feats?

In other words, Chen Jun was too familiar with all kinds of firearms, and he also knew that firing a gun at this time would only be a burden on daily training and would not be beneficial.

Only then will he appear indifferent.

The others clenched their fists, stood tall and straight, and were so excited that they wanted to howl at the top of their lungs.

Wang Heng noticed everyone's expressions and saw that Chen Jun didn't say anything. He thought it was because he had done target shooting in military training before.

I didn’t think much about it.

Then he coughed lightly and said loudly: "Okay, don't just get excited."

"The rifle award ceremony, in a sense, is also a coming-of-age ceremony for soldiers, and everyone should pay attention to it."

"We must take good care of them and never allow them to mess around with guns or laugh and play. Once discovered, they will be punished with a major demerit."

"The gun is also the second life of a soldier. If you have nothing to do, read the oath more often and love it as you would your life."

"Did you hear everything clearly?"

"Yes, monitor." Everyone responded in unison.

"Okay, let's talk about the second thing."

"This Saturday or Sunday, depending on the academy's schedule, students from Xijing Military Medical University will come over to explain battlefield first aid to you."

"Let me remind you in advance that battlefield first aid is particularly important. In the competition with the Wuyuan Academy, this is a group confrontation subject."

"Everyone, please study hard and don't let me down. Do you understand?"

"clear!!"

"Well, let's disband."

After Wang Heng finished explaining, he stuffed his notebook into the cabinet and went out again.

Chen Jun also felt that Lu Yuan's management actually became more relaxed as it progressed.

Unlike when I first came to the base, the squad leader followed me all day long, yelling loudly, reminding me of this, reminding me of that.

Simply put, it's still too early for the late roll call.

He continued to pick up a towel and set off to the training ground.

As for the two things Wang Heng announced today, Chen Jun didn't feel much fluctuation in his heart.

Give a gun? In his previous life, he had been in the army for ten years. What type of gun had he never used?

Not really an expectation.

As for battlefield first aid, this is a skill that every veteran must master, especially special units.

Chen Jun thought all the way and came to the training ground again.

Start a plan to strengthen your practice.

Time quickly came to Friday of tactics week, which is the last day of August.

There are only 19 days left before the competition with Wuyuan.

It's around five o'clock in the morning.

Chen Jun was sprinting freely on the track, facing the cool breeze unique to the early morning and the faint smell of grass, and he was sprinting vigorously.

"Boom boom boom"

The sound of truck engines could be heard in the distance. At first, Chen Jun didn't pay attention.

Just run your own.

But when he passed the entrance of the training ground, two large army-green trucks suddenly changed directions and drove straight in.

Chen Jun stopped and stood aside, watching the two trucks passing by one after another.

When the truck stopped, the back compartment opened, and seven or eight soldiers with live ammunition jumped out of the truck.

He quickly put the gun behind his back and began to carry out the tasks from the car, one by one, to carry out the large military green wooden boxes.

Chen Jun stood there, seemingly ignored.

He glanced at it and saw that there was nothing special about the box. It looked plain and simple, but it was quite big.

The only thing worthy of attention is that the four characters "Military Control Supplies" are spray-painted in red paint right above the box.

There was a seal attached to the opening with a big red seal stamped on it.

The whole thing looks particularly solemn.

Chen Jun only glanced at it and knew that this should be a gun transferred from the Jincheng Military Region, because some of the soldiers responsible for transporting it were still non-commissioned officers.

The armband is also the emblem of their company.

It should be that the Lu Academy has expanded its enrollment this year and the gun storage is not enough.

Chen Jun secretly guessed.

(End of this chapter)