On the day the teacher held a commendation meeting, Zhuang Yan disappeared.

He was still there when he was named, but when he arrived at the auditorium of the division headquarters, Zhou Huping found that Zhuang Yan was missing.

"What the hell is going on!"

The award ceremony is about to begin half an hour. If the person cannot be retrieved, it will be too ugly for someone to lead the rescue.

The squadron leader Zhou Huping was furious.

"Luo Xiaoming, get the person back for me immediately!"

Luo Xiaoming found solemnity on a hillside covered with pine and cypress on the right side of the auditorium. The latter sat on the cement steps and was smoking silently.

"Sancient and elegant!" Luo Xiaoming went up and grabbed the solemn cigarette and snatched it, still far away, "Go back! You will come on stage to receive the merits later. The Director of the Political Department will personally present you with the award. Have you forgotten?!"

Zhuangyan lowered her head and said, "Squad leader, I don't want to go back."

Luo Xiaoming was stunned. He understood Zhuang Yan's little thoughts and slowed down and said, "I know you don't want this third-class merit, but the army is an army, and orders are orders. You must not disobey. I don't want to tell you any big truths. Go back, the squadron leader is angry now."

Zhuang Yan raised his head and said, "Squad leader, I, Zhuang Yan, is not the kind of person who has a high level of awareness. I will definitely not give in to the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, but that must be obtained by my own ability, not..."

Luo Xiaoming said: "Aren't you talking nonsense? What does it mean that you are not getting your abilities? With your performance in the Paizhou, isn't it what you deserve?"

Zhuangyan said: "In terms of performance, you should get that military medal."

Luo Xiaoming shook his hand suddenly and said, "You don't need to worry about my affairs, nor do you need to get involved! You are you, I am me! Your meritorious service has nothing to do with whether I have made meritorious service!"

With his neck solemnly, he continued, "No, I can't stand it. I'm not blind. I know how I am acting myself. Compared with you, I'm with Zhang Jian..."

When it comes to Zhang Jian, the corners of the solemn eyes are wet.

"My father has also been to the battlefield. I know he has many military medals, but he always hides them and locks them in the drawer of the wardrobe. When I was a child, I didn't understand them. I thought those military medals should be hung in the most conspicuous place for everyone to see. I asked him why he didn't do this. At that time, he said that he was not qualified to show off like this than his comrades who died in southern Xinjiang..."

"I didn't understand before, I always thought my dad was a fool, but now..."

Speaking of this, he smiled solemnly and sadly, and tears fell down his eyes.

"I can't wear that military medal. It's not because of modesty. My solemnity has never been that kind of humble person. I just can't face the dead Zhang Jian, and I have no shame to face you. If I accept this military medal and put it on my chest, it is not the glory of a soldier, it is a shame! As long as I see that military medal, I will think of him and feel the scorching pain on my face... What qualifications do I have... What qualifications do I have..."

Looking at the solemn squatting on the ground and covering his face and sobbing silently, Luo Xiaoming raised his head and sighed to the sky.

He knew he could not convince Sangyan.

No one will feel good if you stick around.

Lao Mihu and Zhuang Yan have a good relationship. When sea training, Lao Mihu is good at water and is a pairing partner of the solemn.

Now that I am confused, I have let Zhuang Yan go to the stage to receive the merits. After all, people have a strong heart, so it is no wonder that he can't accept it emotionally.

"Soul, the army is about obedience. You have ten thousand reasons to avoid this third-class merit, but there is only one reason you must obey, because this is an order." Luo Xiaoming said: "And you are a soldier, a soldier, and a soldier takes obeying orders as his duty."

Zhuang Yan finally returned to the auditorium.

As Luo Xiaoming said, that is an order.

If it is an order, you have to obey.

In September of this year, there were many sad stories, but there were also good things that were joyful and exciting.

What made all the soldiers of the third district team lose their comrades most was a notice from the division headquarters.

That day, Luo Xiaoming was taking his soldiers to aim his gun on the training ground. The correspondent of the brigade headquarters ran over sweating profusely and informed Lao Qi that he was asking him to go to the division headquarters immediately.

Luo Xiaoming handed over the team to the eighth squad leader, changed into regular clothes himself, and left the teaching team.

When I arrived at the headquarters, I went to the military training department and knocked on the door.

"Report!"

"Come in."

A clerk sat in the office, asked Luo Xiaoming's name and unit, nodded, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and handed it to him.

Luo Xiaoming took the piece of paper and glanced at the contents on it, and his eyes almost fell to the ground.

"Is this true?!" His hands began to tremble slightly.

He took out a registration book and pushed it to Luo Xiaoming: "It's true, come, sit down and get the registration."

...

Ten minutes later, all the soldiers of the Third District Team rushed in from the door of the teaching brigade like Lao Qifeng and ran towards the training ground where the Third District Team was located.

While running, Lao Qi shouted the same sentence at the top of his throat in an excited voice.

"I'm admitted to the military academy! I'm going to go to school!"

"I'm admitted to the military academy! I'm going to go to school!"

Everyone, including the new recruits like Zhuangyan, couldn't help but worry at the first time.

The military academy admission was finalized more than a month ago, and the admission notice had been delivered to every admitted soldier.

What's more, those soldiers had already gone to military academies in various places to report to the end of August. It is late September and they have been in the mainland courtyard for a month.

"Fuck!" Wang Dazui said: "Are our squad leader..."

He turned his gaze away from Lao Qi in the distance, looked at his comrades around him, and then he spit out the last two words.

"Crazy..."

Zhuang Yan remembered Lao Qi's drunken look outside the old shop, and he couldn't help but worry.

It is said that stress will lead to crazy.

The seventh brother failed to get into the military academy by one point. He was a suicide squad member of the flood fighting and rescue. He fought hard and could have made contributions, but he was removed from his qualifications for making contributions because of Zhang Jian's death.

Zhuang Yan was worried that Lao Qi could not withstand this blow psychologically.

Lao Qi finally ran to the front of everyone in the third district team with joy. Looking at a group of soldiers staring at him, he was suddenly surprised.

"I've been admitted to the military academy, don't you be happy for me!"

The eighth squad leader Qian Zhongjun was the first to walk forward, patted Lao Qi on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Squad leader, that... the military academy matter... you have to see it..."

Pei Quan, the ninth squad leader, also went up to persuade: "Yes, yes, yes, keep the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. This year, it's not enough to go to next year."

Lao Qi looked at Qian Zhongjun, Pei Quan, and then at his soldiers, saying, "Do you all think I'm crazy?"

Everyone looked at each other.

this……

Go to military academy at the end of September?

Anyway, no one in the scene has ever heard of this kind of operation.

Lao Qi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Qian Zhongjun: "Old Qian! Look!"

Qian Zhongjun took the piece of paper with confusion and unfolded it in the sun.

His eyes swept back and forth several times and rubbed his eyes once. Suddenly, the eighth squad leader Qian Zhongjun screamed: "Fuck! It's really an admission notice from the Lu Academy!"

All the soldiers of the third district team were shocked.

Everyone gathered around and wanted to take the admission letter.

"Hey, be careful, don't tear it apart!" Lao Qi quickly grabbed the notice from Qian Zhongjun, raised it high above his head, and showed it to every soldier present.

It was indeed an admission notice from a military academy, with a red seal from Guilin Luyuan.

If the bag is changed!

"Second leader! What's going on?" Zhuang Yan couldn't believe his eyes. Lao Qi actually received an admission letter a month after school started.

"Did you miss the admission notice last time?"

"No!" Lao Qi said proudly: "I'm lucky!"

"Tell me what's going on!"

"Squad leader, tell me!"

Everyone was extremely happy.

In the third district team, no, it should be said that in the entire teaching brigade, anyone who knows Luo Xiaoming thinks this person should go to the military academy.

Good training, high prestige, and strong organizational ability, is definitely a good seedling to be an officer.

Lao Qi asked everyone to sit down and slowly told everyone the whole story.

The military academy has already started, this is a fact.

After the start of school every year, the Land Institute will conduct military and cultural courses on soldiers from all units that are admitted, that is, the re-examination.

It is said that because last year, schools generally found that the cultural courses of soldiers who were admitted to the school generally did not meet the admission requirements, the level of cultural courses was a mess.

Therefore, the Land Academy suspected that the various troops had a problem of lax control during the invigilance. Therefore, after the soldiers who were admitted to the military academy this year arrived at the Land Academy, they conducted a strict survey and assessment.

All those who failed the exam were screened out, their admission qualifications were disqualified, and then returned to the original troops.

However, there are so many places to enroll in each year, so it must be supplemented.

How to make up for it?
To be continued...