Chapter Twelve: Domineering Head Liu
Liu Yuanchao was brewing for a moment, and suddenly stared at Han Zhenjiang's eyes and asked, "I heard that our military region will have a fight with the Southwest Military Region in the middle of the year?"
"Yes, multiple arms combined military exercises." Han Zhenjiang nodded.
"We have a quota for our division?" Liu Yuanchao asked again suddenly.
"Ah?" Han Zhenjiang was stunned for a moment and asked back: "Who did you hear?"
"Don't worry about this, I'll ask you if you have any of this?" Liu Yuanchao did not give the other party a chance to dodge.
"Hey, I know if you don't say it, who else can be there besides Lao Li in the military headquarters?" Han Zhenjiang quickly reacted.
"I don't know anyone except Lao Li? Just tell me if our teacher has a quota!" Liu Yuanchao glared.
"The exercise plan has indeed been completed, but the order will be issued to the participating troops a month before the start. Now no one knows the news. Besides..."
"Don't tell me those useless things, who can I talk to?" Liu Yuanchao waved his hand and interrupted Han Zhenjiang's words, stared at a pair of big eyes and said, "Anyway, I'll tell you, the quota of our division belongs to our regiment, that's it!" After that, Liu Yuanchao stood up and walked out.
"Hey, I'll say the old squad leader..." Han Zhenjiang raised his hand and stopped him, but he didn't know how to speak.
"Don't forget, you are from our regiment too. What's wrong with being a division commander? If you become a division commander, you will not be a soldier of our regiment? Do you want me to write a blood letter to you and ask for a fight?" Liu Yuanchao walked to the door and turned his head and shouted excitedly, then opened the door and left.
Han Zhenjiang smiled helplessly as he looked at the office door that slowly closed. In fact, Liu Yuanchao came to the door despite the rules and threw down a bunch of harsh words to win a place in the exercise. He knew very well and understood what it was for.
Han Zhenjiang understood that if it weren't for the concern of the decree, Liu Yuanchao would definitely not be so reckless.
High-tech training does put pressure on traditional infantry, but if the infantry regiment can achieve results in military exercises, the risk of deregulating the regiment will undoubtedly be minimized.
Anyway, he was also a soldier who came out of Liu Yuanchao's men, and he had feelings for both people and those team numbers.
Han Zhenjiang returned to his desk and looked at the documents he had just issued, and slowly fell into deep thought.
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The division headquarters is very large, and not everyone knows where the gathering place for participating in the military competition is. Qu Sen and the other two asked several people to find out the report location from a third-level non-commissioned officer.
The person in charge of the reception was a 20 cents a day. I didn't think it was strange when I saw the three of them report by themselves. After all, there were only three people in total, and two of them were officers. After checking the documents, the three of them asked to register the registration book and call a first-class non-commissioned officer to take them to rest.
The first-class non-commissioned officer took the three of them to a row of empty camps, designated a bunk for the three of them in one of them, and then told him to have lunch and go to the Sizhi cafeteria and left.
The dormitory was very large, with eight upper and lower bunks placed horizontally and vertically inside. After Qu Sen, Secretary Wen and Staff Zhao cleaned up their internal affairs on their bunk, they became nothing.
The projects that Director Wen and Staff Zhao participated in were basic knowledge competitions, so they didn't bother to take out the review materials and hurry up and review them. Qu Sen was bored, but he wanted to go around the division headquarters to see if he could find a training ground for 400 meters of obstacles. But after thinking that it seemed that it was not good for him to bump into the division headquarters alone, he could only endure it.
Fortunately, the boredom time did not last long, and a few more soldiers who came to report were arranged in. It was coincidentally one of them was also a part of the 400-meter obstacle project, named Guan Yun.
Although the two of them will be opponents in the competition, they only represent the same division to participate in the competition, so they are also teammates. Guan Yun is quite talkative. After chatting for a few words, they became familiar with each other. The other soldiers quickly eliminated their strangeness and joined the chat team.
A group of soldiers were chatting, and a neat footsteps sounded outside. Several people stretched their heads and looked out. What a good guy, there was a fully armed company coming out.
"What is this for?" Qu Sen asked subconsciously.
A first-class non-commissioned officer said: "The 405th Regiment should have participated in the company-level armed off-road."
"Squad leader, how many people can our division participate in the military competition?" Guan Yun asked immediately.
"I guess there must be about 300 numbers." A first-class non-commissioned officer should have had similar experience and gave the answer quickly.
The first-class non-commissioned officers have a very accurate estimate. The number of people who came to report before dinner was more than 300. It is said that there are still some long trains that can only arrive at night.
How many people participated in total was not about Qu Sen. After two meals in the Sizhi cafeteria, I was left with my mind: "Grandma's teacher's food is so good!"
It also has four dishes and one soup, but it is much better than the infantry regiment in terms of ingredients and taste.
This is not because the troops favor one and the other, mainly because the division headquarters has its own logistics supply office, and many of the ingredients are produced by the logistics subordinate units. The infantry regiment where Qusen is located is different. Except for the vegetable field that can produce some vegetables, other ingredients must be bought in the market, so for the same per capita food expenses, the division headquarters naturally eats much better than the troops below.
The next day after the report, the personnel participating in the competition from various units in the division were successively in place. Soon all the personnel participating in the exercise were gathered, and the division was about to conduct a second assessment.
The purpose of the assessment is not to eliminate, but to confirm the performance of the participants and to check whether there are any injuries or illnesses.
Not to mention that two people who participated with injuries were found to be found. One of them had a swollen knee and was scary when he saw it. The doctor at the department hospital did not recommend that the two of them participate after diagnosis. Although they repeatedly guaranteed that there was no problem, they were still disqualified.
Qu Sen ran the second assessment for one minute and twenty-nine seconds, but failed to achieve the best result, mainly because the venue was not familiar with. Although the specifications of the 400-meter obstacle course were the same, there were still some differences between the equipment itself and the placement.
After passing the physical examination, Qu Sen's name was finally filled in on the final list, which was considered as having truly obtained the ticket to the military competition.
On the third day, after the division commander Han Zhenjiang mobilized everyone before departure, more than 300 officers and soldiers boarded the division headquarters' bus and were taken to the train station.
There were not many passengers in the waiting hall, but when hundreds of soldiers were lined up in line, they quickly surrounded many people to watch the fun.
After Qu Sen entered the waiting hall in the team according to the command of the team leader, he was taken to a seat area divided by an isolation belt. In order, each person stood in front of an empty seat, the team leader said the command to "sit down", and more than 300 people sat on the chairs in a uniform manner, which attracted a burst of surprise from the surrounding passengers.
With his waist up, his legs and knees were put together, and his hands were placed on his knees. Qu Sen and all the soldiers "sitted" on the seat in the same sitting position. There was no expression on his face, but he was cursing in his heart.
The curse is not because of being watched by passengers. There are so many comrades around you, and you won’t feel embarrassed when you are watched. After all, it will look strange if you sit alone like this, but if a group of people do this, it is called momentum!
The reason for cursing is because of the chair under the butt. The chairs in the waiting hall are designed according to the so-called "ergonomics", which are the ones that slant backwards and slants forwards and slants forwards.
It's okay to sit up normally, but Qu Sen was carrying a marching backpack behind him at this time. Three-quarters of the back of the chair under his butt were all occupied by the marching backpack, and the real seat was only one-quarter.
So although I was sitting, Qu Sen's legs had to be supported with force, otherwise his butt would unconsciously slide down.
There is no problem with sitting for a short time, but I feel so tired after a long time. The worst thing is that the train is too late...
Chapter completed!