There is a saying in the army that a general with one star is easy to find, and a soldier king with four treacherous characters is rare. After the fortress change that year, considering that the original grading system of officers and soldiers was lagging behind, the headquarters of the three armies proposed a request to reform the management methods of officers and soldiers, opening the prelude to the epoch-making military reform.

After the headquarters was submitted, reviewed by the National Congress, approved by the General's Office, and issued by the emperor, the original rank of troops became the current standard, and the original division of conscripts and volunteer soldiers became the current third-level sergeant and fourth-level sergeant chiefs, the rank of warrant officers was abolished, and at the same time, the sergeant chiefs were included in the military administrative work sequence.

The sergeant standing at the gate of the Second Mountain Division carried four crutches on his shoulders. He looked like he was in his forties or fifties. He was a serious first-class sergeant. He was a folk legend and was more precious than a general.

There are many generals in the empire, with more than 1,000 major generals and only one general, with a total of more than 1,600 soldiers, and less than fifty first-class sergeant chiefs. From this perspective, the first-class sergeant chiefs are really precious than generals, and the number is fewer than that of lieutenant generals.

But I can't see it this way.

Most of the first-class sergeant leaders who enjoy the treatment of a division-level division are professional and technical talents, and only a few assist the commanders of the troops in training work, and they have made a lot of contributions. However, the general did not give it for nothing. If you want to say who is important and who is not important, it would be a quarrel.

Guan Yin quickly jumped out of the car and stood attentively to say hello: "Hello, old squad leader!"

The sergeant looked down at the gate and seemed to be dozing. He raised his eyelids, oh, I know.

"Teacher Xiao Guan, haha, you are not my soldier, what's your name? "The Sergeant Commander is very happy.

What old leaders or old leaders are not as good as an "old squad leader" who can instantly bring closer relationships with veterans.

Guan Yin touched his pocket and couldn't find the cigarette. He quickly found a pack of cigarettes from the platoon leader Li, opened it and handed it to the sergeant commander, and smiled and said, "I am also a militiaman. When fighting a bastard, I'm also a soldier, right? Old squad leader, why are you standing there in a cold weather?"

The sergeant smiled and showed his buck teeth. His thin face raised cheekbones, and his eyes were filled with light, just two words, spirit!

"A soldier I brought to inspect before, always pulling me to smoke. I'll come out to have a blowout." The chief sergeant took the cigarette, but didn't lit it, and waved his hand and said, "Teacher Xiao Guan, don't be so polite. You can't smoke outside the military camp. We are the forest troops, and there will be problems with smoking on the road."

Guan Yin gave a thumbs up: "On behalf of the people, I inspect the old squad leader. This old squad leader has high quality. So, who is the soldier led by the old squad leader? Lord Duan?"

The sergeant almost knelt down. Brother, please figure out how old President Duan is? When I was the squad leader, I was preparing to join the army when he was the commander of the fortress. OK?

"It's Deputy Chief of Staff Zhang of our war zone. He used to be the soldier of the old squad leader." Platoon Leader Li raised his thumb, "Teacher Guan, our Chief Yang is..."

"Go and show off what are you showing off?" The chief sergeant laughed and scolded, then pulled Guan Yin to go in, "Let's go, Teacher Xiao Guan is here, go in and warm up first. In the afternoon, the military ceremony, you sing two military songs for us. I haven't changed the military songs for many years, so those songs are tired of singing."

Guan Yin was wearing a military coat and looked very bloated. When he saw his chest move, a cute little cutie came out of it, with a cotton hat and black sunglasses, and said coolly: "Hello, uncle, the old squad leader!"

This title is probably worthy of being a little cute.

The sergeant laughed, reached out and touched his pocket, took out a small pistol made of bullet shell, stuffed it in, and said modestly: "I originally planned to take the toy made by stealing the space, and I was going to play with it for the eldest granddaughter, first come first served, and I gave it to this little guy."

The little cutie hurriedly thanked and asked, "Old squad leader, is it a sister or a sister? Can you play together?"

The sergeant was very moved, touched the cute little head, and smiled and said, "It's the little sister, who is only over two years old and has never held it before. She has seen it on her phone, so naughty."

Guan Yin was solemn and respected, defending the country and guarding the border, and his family hadn't seen each other for many years. What did they want? The snowy and snowy people were all good men.

He probably knew what the sergeant commander Yang did. Platoon Commander Xiao Li called him Chief Yang, who was the one who helped train the troops. There were fewer such sergeant commander than professional and technical sergeant commander. Judging from their appearance, they knew that they were not in the office, and they were really struggling in the snow and ice. This was the King of Soldiers.

However, at this age, you shouldn’t be able to keep up with the energy to lead the troops, right?

After pulling Platoon Leader Xiao Li to ask, Guan Yin realized that not only did he lead troops, but he was also a technical veteran who was commended by the headquarters many times. He was a land aviation soldier, and the patrol helicopters in the high-altitude areas were responsible for someone's contribution to the 30-mile.

All-rounder!

Guan Yin followed the soldiers and surrounded the soldiers and entered the door. The office building was opposite the straight road, about 500 meters away from the door. There was a flag station in front of the building, and a small lawn behind the flag station. The lawn was sculptured in the lawn. There were several soldiers who were advancing in combat formations. They were not so vivid and wild.

When he arrived at the door, Platoon Commander Xiao Li wanted to go up and hand over the order. The other soldiers returned the motorcycle sleds and Guan Yin gave the fish and shrimps. When the sergeant asked, he learned that he was here to exchange for white rice. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "How can the people exchange things for them?"

"This is the rule, just like soldiers cannot take the common people one by one. I have to change it, otherwise, if I slip into the military camp and get hungry, I have to eat a king's meal no matter what I say." Guan Yin said, pulling the sergeant to go to the office building, and also reminding the two young soldiers, "I will go to the kitchen team to discuss with the chief officer, so you don't care."

The sergeant looked at him and hummed, "The fish sold by others are all live fish. You can kill them and remove the intestines and stomach before bringing them. If you want to do business like this, won't you lose your losses?"

Guan Yin smiled and said, "Then we can't let the army suffer."

All the fish are killed, but there is no way to kill the shrimp. You can’t get it after it is ready, right?!

This person was just like this, there was nothing he could do.

As soon as he entered the building, Guan Yin was stunned again.

There was a quarrel online, a first-class sergeant commander, which is rare. In addition, the deputy chief of staff at least major general, the deputy chief of staff of the theater, brought out by Sergeant Yang. Many people were very curious about Sergeant Yang. There was no information on the Internet. They were quarreling, and they saw Guan Yin's camera capturing two people coming downstairs.

A major general wearing a military winter uniform, an old man wearing blue cotton work clothes and a pair of glasses on his nose, was talking and going downstairs.

Who is this old man?

If the audience doesn’t know him, Guan Yin will know him.

"Old Nan?" Guan Yin was so excited. This was his idol, an idol that was not adulterated.

I looked closely and found that it was Mr. Nan, with a serious face, deep wrinkles, and two ecstasy beards. This would have been strange if Mr. Nan was not Mr. Nan.

Some people are beyond the limitations of time and space, and Mr. Nan belongs to such people.

Holding the cute little cutie who was drilling out from under her coat, Guan Yin jumped forward, thinking that if it was just like, the person who didn't have the surname Nan, he would be embarrassed to call him wrong, but he didn't know how to say hello. This man was so anxious that he was so crunchy in his mouth, and he had never been so exhausted.
Chapter completed!