Fast forward to May of this year.

The team's assessment came as scheduled.

Since the troops are facing restructuring, although the final plan has not come out, the above secrecy work has been done so well that things about the adjustment of the troops are so secretive that most of them are some gossip among the various companies.

However, no matter what the purpose of this investigation is, everyone thinks about it as a reference for the adaptation.

After all, this is not groundless.

Just two weeks ago, news came from the 271 regiment that half of the entire regiment was to be withdrawn, and the remaining half was merged with a certain tank regiment to form a new armored regiment.

As for the remaining two regiments, they should also be changed to amphibious infantry regiments.

Some people said that when the equipment is replaced, the personnel will also need to be replaced. This time, the 1st division will undergo a major change.

Because of this, it can be said that each company has worked hard to achieve the most impressive results in the assessment.

Perhaps, this is his last chance to show his strength in Division 1.

Early in the morning, a car came from the regiment and pulled the Eighth Company to the regiment headquarters dozens of kilometers away.

Before dawn, Zhang Jianxing took his company and sat on the large playground of the regiment headquarters, waiting for the arrival of other fraternal troops.

Soon, the loud and clear voices of the commands came to mind from all over the regiment headquarters, and neat queues poured out from different directions. All of them were fully armed, wearing camouflage uniforms, and were murderous, as if they were not here to participate in the assessment, but to prepare for war.

The staff and officers of the regiment headquarters were busy, preparing to arrange the layout of various assessment venues, personnel arrangements, and so on.

The five-kilometer field of the regiment headquarters is different from that of the Eighth Company.

Balian is located in a remote area, running along the coastline for five kilometers. Although there are ups and downs, the scenery is pleasant.

The regiment headquarters is located in the relatively prosperous town of L. You must go out from the gate of the regiment headquarters for five kilometers, bypass the designated streets and roads, surround an industrial area, and then come back through the gate.

According to the habit of the troops, the five-kilometer assessment in full armor will definitely kick off in the morning.

There's nothing quite like this project for an opening.

Don't you have to exercise your muscles in any future military project assessment?

Want an event? After a five-kilometer run, all muscles and bones are active.

The recruits have never seen such a big battle. After all, the recruits are all trained in the town of the battalion headquarters. After the training, they stay there to serve. Like the eighth company, they are directly transported to the town of N by truck, exactly the same as Zhuang Yan used to be. operate.

Now, thousands of people in the whole regiment are concentrated on the large playground of the regiment headquarters. The darkness is full of heads, all kinds of weapons and equipment, and all kinds of new veterans with serious looks.

Everyone is a competitor to each other.

You look at me, I look at you, trying to judge on the other's face how this guy trains?

There is also a set of troops watching soldiers.

Whether a soldier is good or not can be seen in his temperament.

What is atmosphere?

The look in your eyes, the muscles on your body, the complexion of your hair, your aura, and even the way you walk can roughly determine whether your soldier is an awesome soldier.

For example, Han Xiaobei and Zeng Jian, who had just arrived in the Eighth Company, looked like a curved bean sprout, and one looked like a boy from an art troupe who was singing on the stage. Their skin was white and tender. You said he was a top trainer. Ask the whole group. Any veteran or squad leader would be dizzy with laughter.

From the moment they got out of the car, others knew what kind of soldier he was probably at a glance.

But this time, things were different.

Han Bean Sprout is no longer the Han Bean Sprout of the past, and Zeng Jian is not the white face of the former headquarters.

The complexion of these two immortal soldiers was no different from that of any strictly trained recruit.

The five-kilometer run is released one by one according to the company.

Zeng Jian looked a little nervous, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.

Solemnly inspect the equipment for his soldiers one by one.

Although it is now a tactical vest, unlike the old bundling method of the previous Type 56 bullet belt, there are still skills in bundling.

For this assessment, Zhuang Yan even went to N town in person. According to the practice of the teaching team, each soldier made two rubber band buckles to fix the tactical vest of the **** Type 91 carrying equipment.

"Old Zeng, why are you nervous?" Zhuang Yan checked Zeng Jian, and found that this guy was actually pale, and he was sweating before he could run.

"No way, the driver of the chief of your headquarters, are you still nervous?"

From Zhuang Yan's point of view, Zeng Jian has followed the chief to go to countless grassroots military regions to squat. What big scene has he not seen before?

How can this happen?

Zeng Jian swallowed his saliva and said, "Is it the same to watch a play off the stage and sing on stage? It used to be easy to see how easy it was for people to train and perform.

Zhuang Yan laughed loudly, patted Zeng Jian on the shoulder heavily, and said loudly: "Old Zeng! I'm afraid of a bird! Look around, who is older than you? You just think, it's just a bunch of recruits. Egg?! I've been a soldier for seven years, so I'm still afraid of you!?"

Zeng Jian was so amused by Zhuang Yan that he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I think so, it's much better."

Zhuang Yan went to Han Xiaobei again and carefully checked the binding of the front and rear gear for him.

This thing, too tight will restrict breathing, too loose and people want to hit the wall.

In the military, a small thing can often decide the outcome.

After serving, he solemnly asked Han Xiaobei, "Are you confident?"

Han Xiaobei raised his chest. Although his voice was not loud, he said firmly: "Yes! Squad leader, don't worry, I, Han Xiaobei, will never let you down!"

"Okay!" Zhuang Yan pointed to the rostrum and said, "Your uncle is also here, don't let him down."

"I'm only responsible to you, you are my squad leader!" Han Xiaobei didn't look at the rostrum.

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a while, then nodded, patted Han Bean Sprout's arm, turned around and walked away without saying anything.

"Eighth Company! Get ready for the parade!" Company commander Zhang Jianxing also had to take part in the assessment today. Even if he was the company commander, he had to run the assessment.

Instructor Cai Chaolin put on a camouflage uniform that he seldom wears today.

Everyone looked at the appearance of the instructor wearing camouflage, and they all felt fresh, and no one couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"The third shift!" Standing in front of the team, Zhuang Yan raised his hand and shouted loudly, "Remove your leggings immediately!"

The third class all bent down and removed the sand gaiters from their legs.

"First class, take off the leggings!"

"Second class, take off the leggings!"

"Class seven, take off the leggings!"

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In the eighth company class, one by one, the sand leggings that were tied to the feet were removed one or two months long, and half a month short.

The soldiers and officers of the surrounding brother company turned their heads one after another, and fixed their eyes on this group of aliens.

Soon, someone next to him couldn't help but complain: "Balian is crazy?! They are all **** with sandbags!"

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