Special Years

Chapter 285: It's not up to you!

Zhou Huping was neatly dressed, sitting on a small bench, and was shining his shoes in the small bungalow in his family's courtyard.

Later, he will go to the late roll call.

On the table next to him lay his officer's belt and large-brimmed hat, as well as a squadron roster.

This is the last time the squad leader of the third squadron of the teaching brigade has been called in for the training camp. Zhou Huping felt that this kind of thing must have a sense of ceremony.

At this time of year, he would put on his straight-hot uniforms, put on well-polished leather shoes, and conduct the final roll call in person.

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There was a knock on the door.

Zhou Huping was stunned for a moment, he thought it was because he missed the time for the roll call, and the clerk Liao Huang came over and urged him to go over immediately.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch.

Nine o'clock sharp.

There's still half an hour before the roll call.

I was not mistaken myself.

"Liao Huang? I didn't miss it!"

It was quiet outside the door, and no one responded.

Zhou Huping wiped his leather shoes twice, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Captain...it's me, solemn."

A familiar voice came from the crack of the door, and Zhou Huping was stunned.

Then he got up, put on his shoes, and stepped forward to open the door.

Zhuang Yan stood at the door, wet and wet, like an embarrassed chicken.

"What are you doing?" He looked at the sky suspiciously, the moon was high, the clouds were clear and the wind was clear, not to mention the rain, there was no wind.

Zhuang Yan said angrily, "Captain, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Huping changed his mind and immediately understood what the soldier in front of him was going to say, so he said, "Is it about staying in the team?"

Zhuang Yan didn't say anything, just nodded a few times.

"It's very good to stay in the team. No matter how many people want to stay, they can't stay." Zhou Huping said: "The coach of the coaching team is the squad leader among the squad leaders, and not everyone can be the same."

Zhuang Yan said: "But, I want to go back to the old company..."

Zhou Huping's face sank suddenly, and he said, "Go back to the old company? Why are you going back? Don't you have a squad leader here? You join the party without a party ticket? You don't have a target to go to the military academy?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head and said: "No, I think I stayed, Xu Xingguo had a big misunderstanding, he thought I stole his index, and the company commander said when he sent me, how many people came, how many people go back..."

"Bullshit!" Zhou Huping became angry, "Do you think this is shopping for food on the street? Bargaining? Where is this? Is this the place where you bargained? Tell you! It is not only the decision of the teaching team to keep you here, but also the teacher's decision. If you really have an opinion on the decision, you should go to the division and ask Deputy Chief Cai and ask Deputy Chief of Staff Cui, they agree with you to go back, I, Zhou Huping, have nothing to say, I will immediately sign and let you go!"

Zhuang Yan was taught a lesson by Zhou Huping, and he was naturally uneasy.

After a year of training, he knew that the troops could only obey the orders of their superiors and could never negotiate a price.

However, when he thought of Xu Xingguo's disgusting gaze, he couldn't help it anymore.

He didn't want to be an unkind, disloyal and disloyal person in the eyes of others, and he didn't want to make his former good comrades feel that he betrayed him behind his back.

"Captain, I don't want to stay." He gathered up his courage, "I will follow the car back to my company tomorrow."

"Hey!" Zhou Huping looked at Zhuang Yan in surprise, and said, "You have a very good temper and character! Do you think you will go back when you say go back? Tell you, as long as you are still in the army, as long as you are still in the 1st Division When you are a soldier, you can’t run away. If you dare to leave, you will keep all the files and everything in the division headquarters, and when you go back, you will be a black soldier, and you will have nothing!”

Cold sweat oozes from solemn forehead.

Zhou Huping's style of behavior has always been consistent, and he will do what he says.

Seeing Zhuang Yan didn't say anything, Zhou Huping finally eased his tone and said, "Zhuang Yan, don't think about it too much, stay in the division headquarters, you will do a lot, it is estimated that early next year, our army will be reorganized, and the military service system will also be reformed. , go back to the company, you have so many soldiers in the same year, it is not good for you, staying in the coaching team will give you more opportunities."

Zhuang Yan wanted to tell Zhou Huping that he had never thought about long-term development in the army when he came to be a soldier, let alone becoming a professional soldier.

However, he also seemed to sense that things in the world often don't develop according to your personal preferences.

It's like writing a script, it's just what you wrote, and people may not shoot it according to yours.

Perhaps, this is the so-called fate.

From the beginning of being a soldier, Zhuang Yan even wanted to be a deserter at the beginning, and he took over by accident. On the night he planned to escape, someone ran ahead of him.

Later, I wanted to spend three years in Tiebalian, but I didn't expect to meet Chen Qingming, Niu Dali and Xu Xingguo, but came to the coaching team to get angry.

When I got to the teaching team, I thought it would last for six months, and when I went back to be a squad leader, it would take three years to pass safely.

Who would have thought that Zhou Huping, the squadron leader, would ask him to stay in the team again, but now he wants to leave, but he can't.

One after another, one by one, none of them acted according to their own wishes.

Destiny is wrapping itself unknowingly, walking in an unfamiliar direction, and it seems that it is impossible to stop.

After returning from the family home, Zhuang Yan changed his clothes and came to the basketball court to wait for the roll call.

Xu Xingguo also changed into clean clothes and sat beside the basketball hoop, smoking a suffocating cigarette. No one spoke to him, nor did he speak to anyone else.

He came over to say goodbye solemnly, and comforted him by saying, "Don't worry about this, Lao Xu is just a bad temper. After a while, you'll be fine after you figure it out."

In fact, even an idiot could hear that this was a comforting courtesy.

Zhuang Yan knew very well that he and Xu Xingguo could not really be good comrades-in-arms.

Early the next morning, the various infantry regiments really sent vehicles.

The students loaded their luggage into the car one after another. Only Wang Dazui and himself were left in the third district team. Even Qian Zhongjun and Pei Quan, the two squad leaders who were recruited from the regiment, left.

Zhuang Yan stood on the second floor of the barracks together with Wang Dazui, Yang Songlin and several other coach squad leaders who stayed in the team, as well as other veteran squad leaders who were originally the coaching team, watching indifferently as the soldiers moved all the odds and ends into the car. .

Everything was in order, and the convoy slowly drove out of the gate of the coaching team. When each car just exited the gate, the soldiers sitting in the carriage would stand up~lightnovelpub.net~ squeezed on the tailgate and moved towards The barracks of the teaching team shouted: "Go to hell! I'm never coming back!"

A veteran standing beside Zhuang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, glanced at Zhuang Yan and said, "You see, being a coach and squad leader is like this bird, you are strict, after graduation, people don't like you, don't be strict, they If the idiot doesn't learn anything after going back, he will hate you too."

After speaking, he took a cigarette and lit the fire, and walked towards his row house while smoking.

Standing solemnly on the balcony aisle on the second floor, watching the veteran squad leader leave, he didn't speak for a long time.

The wind passed through the corridor, blowing up the scraps of paper left by the students on the ground when they left, dancing in the air.

The bustling teaching brigade in the past was dead silent.

Empty training grounds, empty row houses, empty basketball courts, empty lawns...

Everything is empty.

For Zhuang Yan, a period of military years has ended, and a period of military career has begun again.