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In this environment, I felt as if the troops had entered a state of near deformity. You may not be very good in every way, but you have a deep understanding of the art of being a soldier and how to please your leader

How to do superficial work, you are still advanced; on the other hand, you are advanced.

As the popular saying goes, "If the leader says you can do it, you can do it; if the leader says you can't do it, you can't; if the leader says you can't, you can't."

But now I was reduced to being a swineherd. Perhaps it was just as Lin Xuefeng had said, a swineherd had the advantage of being a swineherd. Compared to a combat squad, a swineherd was much freer and would easily produce results. But I'm not, after all,

Lin Xuefeng, a soldier like Lin Xuefeng who had a deep understanding of the art of military service, was perhaps the most advanced person in the eyes of all the leaders, no matter which position they took. But I can't do it. I get it by pleasing the leaders and fawning on the leaders

I think it's a disgrace to be so advanced.

However, reality was cruel. There are signs that only by becoming an advanced member of the Lin Xuefeng class will I have a glimmer of hope of reversing the deep-rooted image of myself as a soldier in the minds of my leaders. But I think, I think,

It was fine if he didn't want this thread of hope.

The unforeseen change in the soldiers caused me to lose my hard-earned fighting spirit. With the pig as my partner, I began to work as a monk to hit the clock again.

Life is longer than a woman's stockings, 24 hours a day, to me, like a year. And Lin Xuefeng has been trying his best to record me as a copy of him, whenever he has free time, he will do it for me

Imparting the art of becoming a soldier. I listened to those realistic but deformed theories, but I couldn't even get one second of the heat up.

Maybe I'm really not fit for the army.

My life pattern gradually settled down in the production team.

Repeat the same routine every day: hauling slops, feeding pigs, slaughtering pigs, going to the vegetable patch to pick grass...

Every time I kill a pig, I don't feel good watching Lin Xuefeng skillfully divide the pork into different grades. Different ranks of duty, different pork consumption, the squadron leader home

It was the boar's whip and the boar's tail; the instructor brought home the tenderloin; the two deputies brought home lean meat, pig liver, and ribs. The only thing left for the warriors to enjoy was the big fat meat!

I think they took away not only the meat, but also my passionate heart.

I was used to talking to the cabbages and radishes in the vegetable garden and standing outside the pigsty shouting orders to train the piglets. Even though they had never understood it.

In reality, I can only resign myself to fate.

Of course, I still get up early every morning and run boxing and exercise.

But that was just a physical release, not out of fighting spirit.

Did I just resign myself to my fate?

I have no choice.

In some ways, swineherd and swineherd are different. Lin Xuefeng and I are fundamentally different. They were all pig breeders, but their comrades clearly respected him more, but they looked down on me. Lin Xuefeng's Deep Leadership

Their appreciation of him and their praise of him in various situations was a proof of his prestige in the eyes of the soldiers. But I'm different. I'm the number one scammer of the four great teams. Praise and reward me …

In other words, it was far away from the horizon. I've been thankful that the leader didn't wear my little shoes for me at a military convention or during roll call.

Furthermore, my retreat from the army had indirectly caused the captain of the squadron to be criticized in front of the leader of the squadron. In the eyes of my leaders and comrades, I am still a black sheep.

Even if I went to the production team to feed the pigs, I would still be a scammer and the main culprit that would affect the construction of the squadron. If our squadron fail to get an advanced squadron by the end of this year, we estimate the squadron

The Council will not hesitate to charge this account to me.

I really don't want to be a scammer. In the past, I had buckled my cap; but now, when I tried to take it off by my own efforts, I was forced back to myself by an invisible hand

The head. This hat is too sturdy and sturdy, just like the Tightening Curse on Sun Wukong's head. I have been tormented by it every day, but it is impossible to remove it with my own strength. However, my fate is better than Sun Wukong's

It was a lot more miserable, because the only person who could chant the Curse of Tightening was Tang Monk. But I am different. Everyone's mockery and ridicule has made me suffer like a Tightening Spell.

To remove the Tightening Curse, unless it was the manifestation of the Bodhisattva.

Who is my Guanyin Bodhisattva?

It was the afternoon of the sixth day I was going down to the production team to feed the pigs.

The sky was unusually clear and the temperature was surprisingly high. There was not a cloud in the sky, and the hot sun was burning itself selflessly to bring warmth and light to the world.

As usual, I pulled the tricycle back from the canteen and started cleaning the pigsty.

Lin Xuefeng was still sitting cross-legged outside the pigsty, smoking a cigarette as he guided me through my cleaning work. However, perhaps it was due to him learning from the previous time that his teaching method had improved, so he no longer cursed out again.

The sound of hurried footsteps was getting closer. Then, the messengers rushed in.

Lin Zhifeng asked, "Did the Leader give some kind of order?"

The messenger shook his head before turning to me, who was busy with work in the pigsty, and said, "Li Zheng, Captain has invited you! "Hurry up, hurry up!"

I used the sleeve of my camouflage clothing to wipe the sweat off my face. "I haven't made any mistakes these few days, have I?"

The messenger said impatiently, "Cut the crap! How would I know! "

He turned around and left. I climbed out of the pigsty and handed the tools to Lin. Lin Xuefeng glared at me. "Go and come back quickly!"

I wanted to scold him, 'Huang Shiren,' but I resisted. This guy really knows how to do superficial work. These few days, it's all my work to feed the pigs, pull the grass, and clean up. Lin Xueyuan stood at the side and guided him. But his reaction

He was extremely sensitive, and as soon as the leader came to inspect him, he would grab his tools and quickly throw himself into labor.

I wanted to do a simple wash, but just as I entered the washroom, the messenger appeared before me and scolded me, "What are you doing? The leaders are all waiting for you! "

I simply washed my face, smelt of pig shit, and knocked on the squadron leader's door.

I still don't know what is waiting for me.

Almost all of the company's cadres had arrived. The Company Leader, Instructor, as well as the two vice-captains and associate teachers were all crowded together on the bed. In the middle of them all sat a handsome young military officer.

Seeing me arrive, the Company Leader introduced the unfamiliar major: "He is Li Zheng."

The junior officer slightly nodded his head, but still examined me from head to toe before asking in an exaggerated manner, "You are Li Zheng?"

Since I didn't know his exact position, I could only answer with a salute, "Leader of the report, I'm Li Zheng."

The Company Leader did not miss the opportunity to introduce him to me: "This is the Regiment Training Staff Officer Ke Hong."

I immediately added: "Good day, adviser Hong."

adviser Hong waved his hand and frowned slightly. "Why is there a stench coming from your body?" Before anyone could reply, he continued, "Pack your things and come with me!" He raised his wrist and looked at his watch:

"30 minutes, is that enough?"

I looked at adviser Hong in astonishment and asked, "Where, where do you want to go?"

The Company Leader scolded me: "Do whatever I tell you to do. Don't talk so much nonsense!"

However, adviser Hong answered my question simply, "Back to the army."

Hearing this, I was stunned!

This surprise came too suddenly! Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that the staff officer of the regiment's training department would personally drive over to pick me up and bring me back to the army.

What was going on?

Could it be that the mysterious old man from last time helped me?

I felt that there was something fishy about this matter, but it was inconvenient for me to get to the bottom of this. I could only use my trembling hands to give adviser Hong a standard military salute, "Thank you, adviser Hong. I will go back and pack up!"

Perhaps our conversation had been overheard by the correspondent or the scribe from outside, and the news quickly grew wings and spread throughout the squadron. As I pack my backpack, the whole squadron go through year after year

Duo's comrades surrounded our team so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. But the truth is, I don't know what's going on. The paper, which has always been good at catching the wind and catching the shadows, analyzes all the signs behind me

It was very likely that he had a powerful backer. It's just that I did my job well and never revealed it to anyone.

I just smiled bitterly: I came to Beijing as a cursor commander, where did you get a backer?

However, if one did not speculate on this, it would be hard to explain.

Thus, for no apparent reason, I ended my brief life as a swineherd and returned to being a soldier from the dead.

This was undoubtedly a great surprise to me. In the instant that adviser Hong said the three words "student army", I could already feel that the passion that was about to be extinguished in my heart was suddenly reborn.

It was lit.

Twenty minutes later, I carried my things to the entrance of the duty room. As if hearing the commotion, adviser Hong took the initiative to walk out.

Accompanied by the squadron of cadres, I got on the car with Staff Officer Hong and drove out of the courtyard.

adviser Hong opened half of the window and took a drag from his cigarette. He flicked the ash out of the window and said without looking away, "Do you know why you went back?"

I shook my head. "I don't know."

Officer Hong slightly slowed down his speed and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. "Vice Commander Jiang's decision."

I was even more confused, "Why is he related to Vice Commander Jiang again?"

I know him. He doesn't know me.

You must not underestimate the weight of a vice captain. In the rest of the troops, the vice captain is usually the senior colonel. However, the team's composition was quite special, with the leader being the general and the several vice captains having the lowest rank …

It was also the senior colonel.

Vice Commander Jiang, senior colonel, it's said that you have hopes of raising a major general this year. He also served as deputy director of the Secret Service, and was in charge of various training work in various units of the Secret Service. Because there are many special training teams in the military,

The military training of the three major special training teams of the guard, the student team and the student team, as well as the middle office staff and the students of the joint construction unit who were about to arrive. He was in charge. That's why he's been teaching me all this time.

The team personally sat in the formation and gave out orders.

However, although I am quite familiar with this Vice Commander Jiang, I've met him a few times. But he would never know of my existence. Then why did he send adviser Hong to bring me back to the army?