Special Years

The day of the final examination has finally come.

The assessment is divided into two parts, one is military and the other is foreign language.

In fact, the military part is not absolutely based on the results of the final assessment, but also refers to the overall results of ordinary training, combined with the evaluation of the instructor.

On the day of the assessment, someone from the headquarters also came, and it was a minister.

When it was the shooting subject's turn, Comrade Minister, who had experience in the battlefield, sat on the stool by the side of the court and stared at the outfit that was being assessed for the special shooting subject at a glance.

This stare, the eyes did not leave.

Finally, he turned his head and asked the old white-haired man next to him, "I'm afraid that No. 23 has participated in actual combat, right? He's really young, first class soldier?"

The old white hair whispered something in the minister's ear, and the minister nodded suddenly.

In fact, the old white hair had already made up his mind.

It's not because Zhuang Yan's father and he are old acquaintances, but Zhuang Yan is a soldier who has performed actual combat missions under his own leadership.

Saying one thousand and saying ten thousand is worse than practicing once.

Participating in more training and **** weeks is not as testy as the last thrilling battle.

In the foreign language test, Su Huikai did not exceed her expectations.

In the top ten of the written test, unfortunately, the oral language was a mess and failed.

The solemn foreign language subject assessment was uneventful and performed normally.

On the afternoon of the second day after the assessment, Lao Baimao gathered all the members of the reserve team.

Consistent with his usual style, Lao Baimao spoke concisely, without being sloppy, and went straight to the topic.

"You have worked hard for eight months, with blood and sweat, and now, the names of those who have gained are on it."

He shook the list in his hand.

Everyone's eyes followed the thin A4 paper and swayed back and forth.

"Next, I will read out the list of people who went to T country to participate in the training of the special forces school. The selected comrades do not need to pack up, but stay on standby. The unsuccessful comrades go back to pack their things, have dinner tonight, and someone will arrange it tomorrow. You go back to your original army."

It's coming, it's finally coming.

Everyone had a vague hunch in their hearts for a long time, but now it has only been confirmed.

In fact, there is no need for a hunch.

During the eight-month training camp, it is clear that whoever has more urine and less water, who has how many brushes, and who is capable, all are chickens and light-emitting insects.

The most suspenseful is not the officer's candidate, but the only candidate for the soldier.

Among all the non-commissioned officers and soldiers of the reserve team, three of them were very popular, Zhuang Yan, Su Huikai, and Yu Qunchao of the B military region.

Among them, Su Huikai, because the spoken foreign language is more birdsong than birds, can basically be denied, especially when Su Huikai opened her mouth in the oral examination that day, even the teachers who came to invigilate the test could not stand up with laughter.

Because of his foreign language, this guy can basically be framed as one of the losers.

The biggest competition comes from Yu Qunchao and Zhuang Yan.

One is the famous gun king in the B military region.

The other is a talented player from the "Hunter" unit of the experimental unit of the "Red Arrow" brigade, a person who can compete with the instructor on the same stage, a self-proclaimed student of the former gun king Han.

In terms of marksmanship and other special operations projects, the results of the two are very close, so in the reserve team, the debate on who will be selected in private is also divided into two camps.

A group of people believe that Yu Qunchao has a long service life. As a real veteran, his psychological quality and level will be more stable. In addition, from the perspective of seniority, it is Yu Qunchao's turn, not the solemn that has only served for three years.

Another group believes that it is shameful to judge seniority by seniority. Besides, it is now to really select talents to go out to T country, rather than simply taking care of old comrades and giving them a chance to be promoted. The solemn marksmanship is actually better than Yu Qunchao, at least in He has greater potential and is younger than Yu Qunchao. Don't they all say that he wants to be younger? Young people are more suitable.

Therefore, when the old white hair read out the list of officers, the breathing of everyone with him almost stopped.

Everyone pricked up their ears.

The old white hair stopped this time and glanced at the team in front of him.

When I came, I suddenly said: "You seem to be very nervous?"

The old white hair's ridicule finally brought some relief to the originally tense atmosphere.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

The old white hair picked up the list, glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on the solemn body.

"Soldier selected personnel, solemn."

When the name "Solemn" penetrated into everyone's ears, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

"It's really him."

"How could it be him?

He solemnly looked towards Yu Qunchao in front of him, who stood in the line, motionless, and respected like a statue.

The old white hair put away the list and said loudly: "Now, those who are not selected can go and pack up. Those who are selected will stay here for two more days, and everything will be business as usual. We will have dinner at night, and we will have dinner at six o'clock. Disband!"

The team disbanded, and everyone congratulated each other. Some people coaxed to treat guests, and some left silently and went back to the row room. Everyone's reaction was different.

Cui Weinan, who was also selected, came up and punched Zhuang Yan in the chest: "You can do it, kid! Your Captain Han has a light on his face this time."

After Yan Ming left before, Lieutenant Chen Bin came over to replace him, and patted solemnly on the arm: "In the future, we will go out as a team, and we will be the same as each other!"

Zhuang Yan shook hands with him forcefully: "Certainly, Chen Pai, you should also pay more attention to me. I'm a new recruit and don't understand anything."

Yu Qunchao suddenly appeared in front of Zhuang Yan, and the people around were stunned.

Enemy road is narrow.

A hand reaches out.

A hand with calluses on one finger.

"Congratulations!" Yu Qun said in a grandiose manner, "You're the winner, you deserve it."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Yan was also impressed by Yu Qunchao's generosity.

A "gun king" of the B military region, a model soldier, it seems that he is not vain.

If you can afford it, you can put it down; if you win, you can also afford to lose.

This is a true soldier, a true warrior.

Zhuang Yan also stretched out his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and held it together with the hand that was also a gun expert.

"Nice to meet you, Lao Yu, it's my honor to be able to train with you!"

"It's also my honor!" Yu Qunchao said: "You let me know what it means to be someone who is outside the world. There is a heaven in the sky, you can rest assured that I will definitely strengthen my training after I go back. In the future, when you come back from training abroad, we will see you in the competition field!"

There was a heat in the solemn heart, and he felt a kind of sympathy between soldiers.

"I'm looking forward to it too!" he said.

After Yu Qunchao left, Su Huikai suddenly raised his head and screamed: "I lost!"

Zhuang Yan was taken aback and said, "Lao Su, don't collapse!"

Su Hui let out a roar, and seemed to be more comfortable, then turned her head and said, "Come on, don't worry about me, I'm fine! Zhuang Yan, I'll go back to the brigade tomorrow, you go abroad, remember to help our brigade Win glory, but also win glory for our country! It's not our special forces' ability to show those foreign special forces members!"