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Chapter 184 The Tradition of Class Eight

The standard of the lunch meal was not low. Seeing how the regiment leaders were devouring their meals, it became clear that after the canteen was cancelled, their meals had plummeted.

While You Qi was eating, several school officials came over to eat, and even said in front of the political commissar that it was finally time to see something fishy. The class leaders did not dare to move their chopsticks, which was obviously to the political commissar.

protest.

Lin Yi watched the political commissar eating his meal slowly, and couldn't imagine how much pressure the political commissar was under now.

However, there are advantages to the disadvantages. Without the expense of the canteen, a large amount of money can be saved at once. Especially when the outposts need materials, the political commissars will sign them with their eyes closed. Now that you have money, you are rich.

The political commissar's idea is also very simple. The more difficult the place, the more money should be allocated. The more comfortable the place, the more money should be saved. This is called fairness.

The political commissar saw that all the squad leaders had put away their chopsticks, looked around and said, "What are you doing here? This meal is for your outpost squad leaders. These people are just here to eat. If you don't eat, how can they be so embarrassed?"

eat."

The regimental leader also frowned and looked a little angry at the school officials who were trying to get food, "Don't you have any food to eat? You still have to come here to eat?"

These words made several school officials stop their chopsticks and look at the group leader in disbelief. They thought that the group leader was on the same side as them. After all, the cancellation of the canteen was the political commissar's suggestion and they did not discuss it with the group leader at the time.

discuss.

Moreover, the canteen has been cancelled, and many people in the regiment organizations have complained. Obviously the food provided by the organization is higher than that of the grassroots troops, but now the officers and soldiers are eating from the same kitchen. The food has dropped so much, who would be willing to do so.

In particular, the meat in the vegetable basin was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made them feel even more uncomfortable.

At this time, the political commissar tried to smooth things over, "Lao Li, don't be angry. It's fun if we all eat together."

When several school officials saw the group leader playing bad-mouth and the political commissar playing bad-faith, they immediately understood that the group leaders were on the same page.

Not daring to make any more mistakes, I started to eat honestly.

In fact, even if there is no regimental leader to play dirty, their protest will not have any effect at all. After all, the political commissar is in charge of personnel transfer in the regiment, and he is a senior official of the regiment. He has made up his mind, and it is useless for anyone to say anything.

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But the border defense regiment is different from other units. It is a unit that values ​​unity far more than other units. It can be as small as a border guard post or as large as a border guard company. If there is even a little bit of disunity, the consequences will be fatal.

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Lin Yi originally said that to deal with personal conflicts within the post is to not allow patrols. If they are not united, they cannot perform patrol tasks. Strong self-esteem will allow them to reunite.

Precisely because they wanted to ensure sufficient unity, the group leader took the initiative to play bad guy and asked the political commissar to smooth things over for them. Naturally, they did not dare to put pressure on the political commissar.

After eating and drinking, Lin Yi got into the car with a box of snacks and rushed to the outpost.

In the next few days, everything went as usual, patrols were carried out, preparations were made, and the comfortable sun made Lin Yi almost forget that there was still a mission in progress.

Lin Yi sometimes had to be on duty at night, so when he was not on patrol, he would take a nap on time. But when Lin Yi just lay down after lunch today, a backup staff quickly came to the single room and shouted

: "Platoon leader, it's snowing outside."

Snowing?

Lin Yi was so frightened by these words that he sat up and asked quickly: "Is the wind blowing?"

The backup staff shook his head and said, "It's not windy."

Lin Yi didn't dare to be careless. The patrolmen were still outside. Once the wind blew, their journey back would be too difficult.

So he hurriedly ran outside, used the meteorological skills, and carefully observed the surrounding situation. When he found that there was no sign of wind, Lin Yi's heart dropped to the ground, and he looked at the backup personnel following him, "It's not blowing."

Feng, what did you ask me to do? This shouldn't be an emergency."

The backup staff quickly said: "I would like to ask for permission to place a red flag at the peak in case the patrol officers come back and cannot find their way."

Raise a red flag?

Lin Yi was a little puzzled, "Does this habit still exist in the outpost? It turns out that when the wind blew and snowed, I never did it."

The corporal nodded, "When the squad leader was here, he had the habit of putting up red flags when there was heavy snow. He said it was to welcome the patrols home. But when the wind blows and snows, because the wind is too strong, even if the red flag is put up

It would also be blown away immediately, so I didn’t insert it.”

Lin Yi didn't expect the eighth squad leader to have such a delicate mind, but thinking about it, when everyone braved the heavy snow and returned, they could see the red flag to greet them. This feeling of being cared for was so warm.

Since Class 8 has this tradition, it must be followed. Lin Yi picked up the red flag and asked: "Where is this red flag?"

The corporal pointed to the hilltop five hundred meters away, "The squad leader usually places the red flag there. It is a higher point nearby and can be seen from three hills away."

The hilltop five hundred meters away was part of the patrol road, but the patrol road was on the mountainside. There was no need to climb such a high hilltop, so Lin Yi had not climbed it yet. Looking at the snow-covered mountain road, Lin Yi was stunned.

He smacked his lips and said, "The Eighth Squad Leader is so awesome, he can actually climb up there."

When the corporal heard Lin Yi's words, he thought it was because Lin Yi didn't dare to plant the red flag, and quickly said: "Platoon leader, why don't you help me prepare for duty, and I will plant the red flag."

Lin Yi quickly waved his hand, "No, I have good physical strength, so I'll put up the red flag."

After that, I put on my equipment, took the red flag, and walked to the top of the 500-meter mountain.

Five hundred meters is not a long distance. With Lin Yi's physical ability, it only took less than ten minutes to reach the place even in the snowy weather.

But the road uphill is not easy. The incline is more than 60 degrees, and you will slide down if you are not careful. Lin Yi really admires the eighth squad leader's care for his comrades.

No wonder Class 8 has always been an advanced outpost. With the unity and friendship of the members of Class 8, nothing can be accomplished.

But this hillside is really difficult to climb. Although Lin Yi has reconnaissance skills and can clearly see the footprints he has walked on, it is not easy to walk.

Where there is snow, even if there are footprints, it is useless. It is impossible to step on it. If you step on such a slope, even if you have reconnaissance skills to see how deep the snow is, there is no guarantee that you can step on it firmly.

If you lose your footing and fall down, it's really not a joke on this mountain with an inclination angle of 60 degrees.

ps: Let me tell you a little interesting story.

Our station was cleaning up last night. When I went to take out the garbage at night, I saw the black girl (our station's patrol dog) chasing the fox on the back hill. This was a normal thing. After I got back, I casually mentioned it to my comrades,

Unexpectedly, my comrade asked me if the fox had taken away the black girl's rice bowl again.

When I thought about the scene where the fox took away the dog basin the night before, I laughed out loud.

The key is that foxes are really faster than patrol dogs. Every time I see a black girl running wildly after a fox, but I have never seen one that can catch up. I don’t know what the black girl is doing every time she meets this food thief.

How helpless.


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