"Yo! The coach of the coaching team has returned to our row!"

Xu Xingguo took the soldiers of his squad back to the row room, saw Zhuang Yan making his bed, and said lukewarmly, "I said Lao Zhuang, if you return to a small company like ours, wouldn't you be a **** talent?"

Zhuang Yan didn't want to pay attention to Xu Shiyou, but this time the other party was obviously provocative, and he didn't want to bear it.

So while folding his own quilt, he said without raising his head: "Revolutionary fighters are bricks, it doesn't matter where they need to be moved, where are they going, anyway, aren't they all second-year senior soldiers? It's better than many people, think. Can't stay."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Xingguo casually and said, "Do you mean it, Lao Xu? I stayed somewhere for a few months anyway, and I even brought students for military training."

He walked to Xu Xingguo's bed, sat down, and said with a smile, "Have you ever brought students? Tell you, they will write you letters, and they will be collected in such a big pile..."

While speaking, both hands gestured with an exaggerated thickness in the air.

"It's so thick..."

Xu Xingguo's face turned red and then blue, he snorted heavily from his nostrils, turned to the soldiers in his squad and shouted: "Don't stay in the row room, put away your gear, come out and pull a few horizontal bars, and prepare to eat. !"

When Dai Dehan came in, Xu Xingguo rushed out waiting for his popularity. He glanced at the back, then looked into the row room, and waved to Zhuang Yan: "Zou Yan, come out. 35xs"

"Yes."

Following Deadham to his small room, Deadham asked Majesty to sit down.

"Is there any pressure to come back?"

"No pressure." said solemnly, "platoon leader, what pressure do you think I will have?"

Dadehan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay, I didn't expect you to go to the coaching team, and the people who came back are much more mature."

Said solemnly: "Platoon leader, you should be happy that I have improved."

Dedeham laughed and said yes, I should be happy if you made progress.

Suddenly the smile faded, and the conversation changed: "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Xu Xingguo? If there is, I can do some mediation. After all, I don't want my squad leaders to be disunited."

Lao Dai's eyes were sharp, and he must have sensed the tension between him and Xu Xingguo.

Zhuang Yan felt that it was difficult for him to elaborate. After all, it was related to Xu Xingguo's personal image. To ridicule him before, it was just a warning to him not to provoke him.

If the platoon leader really fell into the trap, Zhuang Yan felt that it was unnecessary.

"It's okay, you know that we have been competing since the recruit company, and it is the same in the coaching team. It is estimated that this is the reason."

Deadham thought for a while, and felt that there was no flaw in the solemn words.

So he nodded and said, "Your situation is rather special. If you hear any gossip, you don't need to take it to heart."

solemnly said: "please rest assured, platoon leader, I will not forget my heart, put it all in my heart, I can suffocate myself to death."

Deadham said, "Just figure it out..."

As soon as the voice fell, a horn sounded from outside.

He peered out.

A bj212 jeep drove through the gate of Eighth Company and parked on the lawn next to the basketball court.

Glancing at the license plate, Dai Dehan stood up, put on his hat, and said to Zhuang Yan, "The deputy political commissar is here, you can go to the row to check and let them sort out the internal affairs."

"Okay." Zhuang Yan got up and left.

Walking out the door, I saw a lieutenant colonel aboard the jeep, the deputy political commissar of the regiment.

Then came down a private soldier from the other side of the door. He was thin and tall, like a bean sprout that had not grown. He was sick and had no spirit.

Company commander Zhang Jianxing and instructor Cai Chaolin went up to them, saluted, and called out "Hello, Chief" respectively.

The deputy political commissar, Xiong Guohan, was tall and tall, a head taller than Zhang Jianxing and Cai Chaolin.

"Zhang Jianxing, Cai Chaolin, I have nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace. Today, I am not here to check my work, but to ask you for favors."

Xiong Guohan is a straight-forward person. If he has something to say, he will fart like that, and he does not evade the purpose of coming here today.

"It's too polite for the chief to say that. We are very happy if you come to guide the work."

Zhang Jianxing glanced at the soldier behind Xiong Guohan and couldn't help asking, "This soldier is..."

Xiong Guohan frowned, turned his head and immediately became angry, and said to the private soldier, "Han Xiaobei, come up to see the company commander!"

The private soldier was timid, carrying a new camouflage front bag in both hands, a bulging rucksack on his back, and a yellow bucket next to it, which was filled with sundries.

Because the person looks a little thin, the rucksack on his body is quite like a mountain.

At a glance, you can see that it is a new recruit who has just been recruited from the recruit company this year.

"Company Commander... Instructor..."

Han Xiaobei shouted timidly, like a mosquito.

Xiong Guohan said, "Let's go in and talk."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the small conference room of Lianbu.

Looking back, Han Xiaobei said fiercely again: "Just stay here for me!"

Entered the conference room, sat down in the chair, and the correspondent served tea.

"Close the door." Xiong Guohan said.

"It's ~lightnovelpub.net~ Chief!" The correspondent closed the door and walked out.

"Chief..." Zhang Jianxing seemed to sense that something was wrong, and Xiong Guohan was definitely not here to check the work.

However, he didn't know how to ask.

Xiong Guohan didn't wait for Zhang Jianxing to finish speaking, and immediately interrupted him: "I'm coming over to your eighth company today, but that's a cheeky old man..."

As the deputy political commissar spoke, he patted his face with the palm of his hand.

"If it weren't for that Han Xiaobei outside, I, Xiong Guohan, would never have begged anyone like this in my life."

Zhang Jianxing and Cai Chaolin looked at each other, Xiong Guohan's performance was surprising.

what's wrong?

"Sir, what's the matter, just say it."

Xiong Guohan took a sip of tea and thought about it: "I know that your Eighth Company still has a system. I came here today just to ask, can you accept that Han Xiaobei outside?"

Zhang Jianxing and Cai Chaolin were taken aback again.

Ordinarily, this is not in line with the division of troops.

The recruit battalion had ended a few days ago, and the division of troops had also been completed. Now, a new soldier was suddenly transferred, and it was also delivered by Xiong Guohan, the deputy political commissar of the regiment.

This is a little strange.

"Chief, I want to ask, this Han Xiaobei... what is his relationship with you?" Zhang Jianxing could only bite the bullet and ask clearly.

After all, a soldier is confused and doesn't know what to do, so he has to be cautious.

It's okay not to ask, once asked, Xiong Guohan immediately sighed.

"Ah—that's a long story."