Gao Cheng has a big jun covering his head. Even if Gao Cheng is unwilling to say it, or even very resistant, it is still a deterrent.
It is enough for others to know, there is no need for the person concerned to say it.
Therefore, although every company and regiment organization unit wanted to pull Jackie Chan over, they had no choice but to give up the idea in the end.
Even the new training assessment, which tests the recruits' performance, has been canceled due to various reasons.
After the last few days of recruit training were over, it switched directly to the most important part of the division of troops, and an oath of title was given in the middle.
On that day, the new recruits stood uniformly under the red flag, raised their right hands and swore to join the Chinese People's Liberation Army.
Then each recruit was given a full set of military ranks, adding a pair of military ranks with only one crook on his originally bare frog-skinned shoulders.
Although this military rank only has a simple crook, it has extraordinary and extraordinary significance.
It represents that the new recruits have officially become soldiers!
A soldier with the rank of Private!
The recruits wore their military ranks and had fun for two days. The three-month recruit training also came to its final conclusion. All the recruits were gathered at the playground early in the morning.
The recruits who have bid farewell to this company for three months are about to enter the golden days of joining various companies.
The new recruits had to carry their backpacks and luggage with their entire family. Each one of them had longing and expectations in his heart, hoping that he would be assigned to a good company.
The troop-receiving cadres sent by each company and regiment headquarters had already been waiting beside the vehicles where the troops were being divided.
From left to right, there are three camouflage Dongfeng trucks, a 9-seater MPV commercial vehicle, and a Lishan brand military green bus.
On the front right side of the windshield of each vehicle, there is a red number plate representing the vehicle number.
On the large playground directly in front of the train, the recruits lined up in a neat square formation, with each squad forming a column, and the squad leader stood at the front.
Looking horizontally and vertically at a line of teams, it looks particularly eye-catching.
It is in sharp contrast to the twists and turns when the recruits first arrived.
Company commander Gao Cheng, along with his instructors and platoon leaders, stood on the steps in front of the new recruits, holding the troop division list in hand and counting the troops one by one.
"Hu Yifei."
"arrive!"
"Exit, Car No. 2."
"Jiang Honglin."
"arrive!"
"Exit, car No. 1."
"Han Bin."
"arrive!"
"Exit, car No. 5."
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Every time Gao Cheng called a recruit, one of them left the team and walked to the troop distribution vehicle, where he was guided aboard by the recruiting cadre standing beside the vehicle.
The neat team of more than 100 recruits was pulled away piece by piece like building blocks.
The recruits only knew what car number they were in, but they didn't know which company they were assigned to. The initial anticipation and excitement in their hearts became a little more uneasy.
Some recruits couldn't hold back their eagerness and began to whisper with people nearby.
Anyway, the distance between the front and back of the team was more than one meter, and Gao Cheng was constantly talking about dividing the troops, so the cadres and squad leaders on the periphery couldn't hear him if his voice was lower.
Jackie Chan is here too!
"Vice shift five, why do you have three types of cars? Do you know?"
The recruits were arranged in order from shortest to tallest. Long Zhan, a giant, stood at the back. Next to him was a Hubei soldier who was over 1.8 meters tall.
Because the two of them have been at the tail end of the queue for a long time, they usually have a pretty good relationship.
Jackie Chan glanced at the five cars behind him and replied in a low voice: "I guess they are different cars and will be assigned to different companies."
Cheng Cai, who was standing in front of Jackie Chan, also said: "Why don't you think about it? Good soldiers must get on luxury buses, while bad soldiers can only get on big trucks."
Compared with the big Dongfeng trucks with iron sheets and sheds, buses with seats are indeed luxurious.
"Ah? That's it. No wonder I didn't say which company I was assigned to."
The Hubei soldier suddenly understood and asked curiously: "Then do you know which companies these three types of vehicles go to? This way I can also be mentally prepared."
"How do I know this? I'm not a god." Cheng Cai retorted.
Jackie Chan knew that although he could roughly guess the plot, it was impossible for him to reveal it.
In order to prevent the Hubei soldiers from continuing to ask questions, they said half-truthfully: "It's hard to tell between trucks and buses, but the No. 4 car in the middle is pretty easy to guess.
There are 9 seats in total, and it’s a business car, so it must be going to the group headquarters.”
"Regiment headquarters? Institutional unit? It's a good relationship. I can see the leaders every day. I wish I could go." The Hubei soldier said with expectation.
"You have a great chance. If nothing happens, you will most likely go to the regiment headquarters."
Jackie Chan's words made the Hubei soldier's eyes light up, and he said excitedly: "Really? Can I really go to the regiment headquarters? How did you know?"
"Shhh, keep your voice down."
The Hubei soldiers' excited voices were too loud, and Jackie Chan quickly made a low-pitched gesture.
Then he said: "Our new company has only three of us who are taller than 1.8 meters tall. The regiment headquarters, whether for pickets or guards, urgently needs to be taller than 1.8 meters tall. Do you think you can run away?"
"My dear, it seems like this is really the case. It seems that I can really go to the regiment headquarters. Haha, that's great. I can call back and brag."
The Hubei soldier's face turned red with excitement, and he couldn't wait to imagine: "If the three of us all go to the regiment headquarters, you, the king of soldiers, will have to protect me a lot more."
"Go and guard the door. What are you so excited about? I won't go. I want to do a big job in the army." Chengcai said with disdain.
"Let's talk about it when we have a chance."
Jackie Chan knew that he had been targeted by Gao Cheng, and it was impossible for him to go to the regiment headquarters to be the "keeper", so he just smiled and dealt with it.
"Jiao Yaxuan."
Hubei Bing originally wanted to retaliate against Chengcai, and then continue to catch Long Zhan to please him, but he heard Gao Cheng calling his name.
He quickly replied loudly: "Here we come!"
"Car No. 4."
When the company commander reported the car number, the Hubei soldier laughed like a fool. He was so excited that his face suddenly turned red to the roots of his ears.
"Deputy of the fifth shift, you are so amazing and your calculations are so accurate. I'm going to go first. I'll wait for you in the car, haha."
After finishing speaking, the Hubei soldier picked up the camouflage bag on the ground and ran towards the MPV with almost a skip or three in the wind. His excitement had already left his body.
"It's fun to play in the government agencies, but it's easy for people to lose it without even realizing it. Is it really a good place?"
Jackie Chan spent more than 10 years in the army in his previous life, and he understood every unit very well. He couldn't agree with the Hubei soldiers' happiness.
certainly.
If you come to the army just to get a job in a curved line, and bring your resettlement card, you just want to get a job after you retire, and you don't want to do anything in the army.
The agencies and units are really a "perfect match".
none of them!
By the time the Hubei soldiers left with their luggage, the team was nearly half empty, which meant that half of the new recruits had been assigned.
The atmosphere in the queue changed from excitement and anticipation to tension and apprehension.