red art soldier

Chapter 156 Battalion Commander Wan Is a Fan
The first battalion commander suddenly laughed, looked at Ye Chen and said, "Hey, don't detain me. My name is Wan Zhaohu. You can call me Brother Hu when there is no one else. You are not very old. Are you twenty years old this year?" ?”

Ye Chen looked at the battalion commander and said with a smile: "Report to the battalion commander, I am eighteen this year."

"Tsk tsk!" Wan Zhaohu surrounded Ye Chen from head to toe and said in disbelief, "I'm a good boy, you're only eighteen, you're so courageous, you dare to compete with cars, you're awesome! Forget it, I also listened to your "Little Bai Yang" at the military art show, this one!"

Wan Zhaohu gave a thumbs up after finishing speaking. Although he could tell that Ye Chen was young on TV, but now he saw Ye Chen in real life, he still overestimated his age. He was not sure of the purpose of coming here to train new students, so he looked at Yan Qing.

"Platoon leader Yan, is he really the only one?"

Yan Qing looked at Wan Zhaohu who was still in disbelief, spread his hands and said, "Battle Commander Wan, I don't believe him either, but his actual age is, he is such a genius, listen to the cheerful song outside, I don't need to say it! This kid is a monster!"

evildoer!

Wan Zhaohu nodded and agreed very much. He said with emotion: "It is indeed a monster. For the training of the PLA Academy of Art, I arranged for a 21-year-old instructor who is already young enough. I didn't expect that the youngest is now Standing under my nose, it can be said that you, Ye Chen, are truly the youngest instructor in history!"

The youngest instructor in history!

Yan Qing glanced at Ye Chen, and then at Wan Zhaohu.

Indeed, judging by Ye Chen's age, he is the youngest instructor in history. He thought of his other mission this time, and he understood the real purpose of this time, which is not as simple as he thought.

Wan Zhaohu listened to the singing outside, and said with a smile: "Comrade Ye Chen, let's not talk about "Little Bai Yang", it's a good song, not to mention "We Serve as Soldiers" is a croak, Although what I heard was sung by Zhang Wei, I also heard that it was you who sang it for the first time, not to mention that you wrote the lyrics. Needless to say, you sang "Little Baiyang's Skills", it is a masterpiece! And " The Song of Sailors, Night at the Military Port, and Night Attack on Kinmen Island are all written by you, yes, and the novel "Big Knife Cuts the Devils' Heads" is also good. I have always After reading it, look, there is also "Donglu Evening News" here. I really didn't think about how long your head is, Comrade Ye Chen, and how suitable the song "Brother Soldier, Sister Soldier" is for recruits Come and sing! I really doubt, why do you know all the tunes?"

Yan Qing looked at the dozens of newspapers on Wan Zhaohu's desk, and they were really "Donglu Evening News". In addition, Wan Zhaohu's bullets shot out like a tiger's mouth, Ye Chen was instantly embarrassed by the words.

"Well, Battalion Commander Wan, I'm just a hobby. If you look at it and praise it, I'll be really embarrassed to sit here with you."

Ye Chen is really embarrassed, of course he likes to listen to compliments, but this kind of continuous good words that praise him so much, even if he is thick-skinned, he can't stand it!
Ever since, Ye Chen stood up directly from his seat, looked at Wan Zhaohu and said, "Battle Commander Wan, let's talk about these things later, shall we talk about this freshman training now?"

Ye Chen had no choice but to raise this question to distract Wan Zhaohu. After all, this time the two of them came here for military training for freshmen, and Yan Qing was the main force. He didn't know Yan Qing until he arrived at school. It turned out that he graduated from the Art Academy of the People's Liberation Army.

Wan Zhaohu blinked his eyes and said: "There is no rush for the freshman training. I have already arranged it. This training is a total of 360 eight people. It is divided into three groups with a total of nine groups. Except for one group of 40 people , 41 people in each group, each group has a platoon leader and an instructor.

Ye Chen nodded. Although he had not participated in university military training, he heard that the arrangement of the battalion commander Wan was quite reasonable, so he thought about what to do if there was an accident, and Wan Zhaohu's voice came again.

"Students live in the barracks naturally, and the rules cannot be broken. As for food, it is the same as us. The weather is still a bit hot. The cooking team has prepared mung bean soup, and the medical team in the city is just in case. These Things have been done proficiently, basically there are no big things, tell me about Song Yu, what happened in the end?"

Yan Qing understood that the Wan Zhaohu in front of him was a die-hard fan of Ye Chen!
Ye Chen looked at Wan Zhaohu's big face stretched out, and was really startled. The 30-year-old captain and battalion commander hurriedly said: "That battalion commander, sit down, I will spoil a little bit. Too many spoilers would be bad."

Wan Zhaohu smiled and sat on the chair opposite Ye Chen and said, "Okay, a little spoiler, it's meaningless to say too much, then tell me the ending!"

Ye Chen was stunned, this guy is good, I just skipped to the ending, if I tell the ending, is it still interesting?

Ye Chen shook his head and said: "It's so boring to talk about the ending directly, I'll let you know Song Chenglong, the old hero of the Boxer Regiment!"

Wan Zhaohu nodded and said, "That's fine, but I want to listen to the most exciting places!"

Ye Chen then told Wan Zhaohu the story of Song Chenglong meeting the kamikaze team on his way to the front line to find Song Yu.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Song himself is an old hero from the Boxer Regiment. He is famous in Beijing and Tianjin for his housekeeping knife skills. The little devil threw an Oriental knife and caught it in his hand. Although it was not easy, it was better than nothing. A big battle is about to begin. …with a light flick of the Middle East knife in his hand, and a move of Damo Guyan, a little Japanese cut off his arm from the bottom up, and with a slash, the little devil died."

……

"The members of the kamikaze sword team are no match for the old hero. In the end, the leader of the little devil came. The officer of the little devil is none other than Akio Mishima. It's a pity that the old hero was exhausted and killed seven or eight of the little devils. Joining up with Akio Mishima in the battle, he fell down on the bloody yellow ground in front of Song Yu's eyes."

Bang!
There was a loud bang, followed by a bang, and Ye Chen and Yan Qing were really taken aback. They looked at the white porcelain jar rolling down on the ground, and looked at Wan Zhaohu.

"I'm sorry, I was too excited just now. I said, Comrade Ye Chen, you can't write like this! It's too cruel for you to write like this. It's not worth it for Mr. Song to die like this! At least put the three Akio Shima was killed!"

Ye Chen looked at Wan Zhaohu and said, "Battle Commander Wan, I have already submitted the manuscript of this novel, and there is no way to change it! When I wait for the next novel, I will definitely change it and write a version that you like to read." .”

Wan Zhaohu said as soon as he heard it: "That's fine, the old man's death is too worthless to kill so many devils, but at that time, with the individual combat capabilities of our army, there were indeed a few who could do what the Song Dynasty did." That's how the old man is."

Wan Zhaohu murmured looking at the five-star red flag outside me, what was he thinking?
(End of this chapter)