My liver skills in the military camp

In the station, everyone came to the area prepared previously and sat down on the chairs according to the minister's order.

When I joined the army for the first time, I was influenced by the advice of my elders and all kinds of news. I wanted to perform well and didn't want to lose my composure in front of the cadres.

But there was no need to be so nervous. Ye Fei knew that the minister in front of him was only responsible for transporting troops and was not the leader of the new recruit company. He would leave after the handover was completed at the destination.

But there is nothing wrong with being polite. Wearing this outfit represents the image of a soldier. There are many people waiting for the bus around.

Ye Fei's mood was a little complicated. For a period of time, it was a place he wanted to escape from in his dreams, but now he is actually a little excited and can't wait to return to that place.

The place where the dream begins, the recruit company.

The train finally arrived, picking up a dozen recruits including Ye Fei and heading to the city where they were about to serve.

Yanjing.

The leader of this group of recruits happened to be Officer Yang, whom Ye Fei was familiar with. Their eyes met and Officer Yang smiled and nodded to Ye Fei, then ordered everyone to get in the car with him.

The train crew left a separate carriage for them, and thanks to this, everyone could finally relax a little.

"Brother, what do you call me?"

The brother sitting next to him took the initiative to speak and chatted eagerly with Ye Fei.

As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on your fellow villagers when you go out. If you get to know each other now, you can have someone to take care of you if anything happens in the future.

Although the culture of fellow soldiers is an old custom that the army resolutely abandons, when you go out, you will have a natural affinity for people from a place.

"My name is Ye Fei, just call me by my name. The army doesn't like guys saying that."

"Hey, haven't we reached the recruit company yet? My name is Zhang Yong."

Zhang Yong is a typical northern man, with a strong build and a simple and honest expression on his dark face.

Seeing that Ye Fei and Zhang Yong were chatting enthusiastically, the recruits around them started chatting one after another. Some even took out a few boxes of pokers from their bags and distributed them to everyone. A group of recruits started a fight with the landlord, dispelling the sadness of being separated from their relatives. Atmosphere.

The train rumbled forward quickly, taking everyone towards the green barracks.

Zhang Yong poked Ye Fei and said quietly.

"Brother Fei, do you know what the army we are going to look like? Is there any chance of riding in a tank?"

This is really the right person to ask. Ye Fei is very familiar with the army he is going to. It is the army he served in his previous life.

The Yanjing Second Corps, as a garrison guarding the capital, has the main functions of maintaining security and stability, and handling emergencies. It is the big brother of the national garrison and is known as the "Shield of Yanjing".

I'm afraid Zhang Yong will be disappointed. The functions of the Second Corps limit their missions to mostly urban areas, and tanks are obviously not suitable for use in cities. There is not a single tank in the entire Second Corps, which is an armored vehicle used to quickly deploy troops. There are quite a few helicopters.

But Ye Fei certainly couldn't say this directly. The functional scope of the army was classified, and ordinary people rarely had the opportunity to understand this information. The more information Ye Fei exposed, the easier it would be for people to think wildly and even make people suspicious.

He could only speak implicitly.

"Who knows, anyway, there are so many people in the army, they will definitely have a chance to sit down."

Zhang Yong became even more excited after hearing this.

"That's great, Brother Fei, to tell you the truth, I've been dreaming about these iron lumps these days. I must become an armored pilot."

Ye Fei smiled and did not answer.

He really didn't want to discourage Zhang Yong.

Do you really think that being an armored pilot is that good?

This is the misunderstanding of many people. They think that only the Air Force, Navy and Rocket Force that deliver express delivery are high-tech arms and require a certain cultural quality to be able to play well.

As for the army who runs on two legs and occasionally rides in an armored vehicle or tank or is issued a pair of new shoes even if they celebrate the New Year, they are all rough, or reckless.

In fact, with the needs of modern warfare, the iteration speed of weapons is getting faster and faster. The era of maneuvering on two legs is long gone. Every unit has enough armored vehicles to transport troops.

Taking a tank as an example, if you want a tank to have combat capabilities, it requires the cooperation of 3-4 people. Each person has a corresponding task and requires a long period of learning and running-in to fully utilize the effectiveness of the equipment.

This all costs time and is also a high-tech military service. If you just want to stay in the army for two years and then retire, these services will basically have nothing to do with you.

As for why the Army still considers "Iron Foot Plate" as one of its reserved training items, on the one hand it is because of the need to exercise physical fitness. After all, there are some places where you can't get in even if you drive Optimus Prime, let alone tanks. You still have to walk. .

On the other hand, it is because this is the fine tradition of the army. Back then, Yanguo defended the country, resisted the eagle and aided the stick, and relied on the unparalleled iron base to quickly penetrate the country. It was forced to force the enemy with the disadvantage of being a generation or more behind in various equipment. The seventeen-nation allied forces stopped their troops and made a truce, shaking hands and making peace.

This is an ancestral craft and cannot be lost.

Unconsciously, the train slowly stopped, and Ye Fei and others arrived in Yanjing.

The recruitment of new recruits into the camp in September is the top priority of the army during this period.

The importance can be seen from the cadres who always greet Ye Fei and others.

Political Commissar of the Second Corps, Bai Ci.

Bai Ci holds the rank of major general with one wheat and one star, and the seniority stamp on his chest indicates that he is a deputy military level cadre. Every move he makes carries the air of a resolute soldier. His hair is gray, but his expression is still calm and confident. A veteran with a standard reputation.

In front of Political Commissar Bai, Officer Yang was just like a new recruit. There was no difference. He ran up to Political Commissar Bai according to the formation order, stood at attention and saluted.

"The new recruits have been ordered to be brought here. Please accept them!"

Political Commissar Bai also stood at attention and returned the salute, and did not relax because of his high position. The teachers in the team could not find fault with Political Commissar Bai's posture. The strict style of the Second Corps was evident.

The surrounding recruits suddenly discovered a shocking fact. The hand that Political Commissar Bai used to salute was his left hand, while the sleeve of the other hand was empty!

They failed to notice that from the moment Political Commissar Bai appeared, Ye Fei stood up straight in accordance with the military posture, with a serious expression, and looked at Political Commissar Bai with admiration in his eyes.

There were not many people that Ye Fei could respect in his previous life, and the man in front of him was one of them.

The one-armed general, Bai Ci!

The only man in the entire army who saluted with his left hand left his right hand on the battlefield forever!

Later, he gave up the superior demobilization policy and stayed in the army he loved. He worked hard from the grassroots level and overcame all difficulties with one arm. He excelled in all training subjects and took the lead in all kinds of tasks. He is the soul of the Second Corps. The same characters.