"Oh! The coach and squad leader of the teaching team are back in our row!"

Xu Xingguo took his troops back to the platoon. When he saw Zhuang Yan tidying up his bed, he said lukewarmly: "I said Lao Zhuang, how could you be so mean to go back to our small company like us?"

Zhuang Yan didn't want to pay attention to Xu Dianxing, but this time the other party was obviously provoking and he didn't want to endure it anymore.

So while folding his quilt, he said without raising his head: "Revolutionary soldiers are bricks, and it doesn't matter where they need to move, where they go. Are they all the second year's privateers? They are better than many people, and they can't stay even if they want to."

After saying that, he glanced at Xu Xingguo casually and said, "Do you think so, Old Xu? I have been there for a few months, and I have brought students to military training."

He walked to Xu Xingguo's bed, sat down, and said with a smile: "Have you taken the students? Tell you that they will write to you, collecting them in such a large stack..."

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

"That thicker..."

Xu Xingguo's face turned red and blue, and he snorted a loud nasal sound from his nostrils, turned around and shouted to the soldiers in his squad: "Don't stay in the queue, put on the gear, come out and pull a few horizontal bars, and prepare for dinner!"

When Dai Dehan came in, Xu Xingguo rushed out with his popularity. After taking a look, he looked into the queue room and waved to Zhuangyan, "Zhuangyan, come out."

"yes."

Following Dadehan to his small room, Dadehan asked Dadehan to sit down.

“Is there any pressure when I come back?”

"No pressure." Zhuang Yan said: "Plane leader, what pressure do you think I will have?"

Dai Dehan was stunned and then smiled: "Okay, I didn't expect you to go to the teaching team, but the people who came back were much more mature."

Zhuangyan said: "Plane leader, you should be happy if I make progress."

Dadehan laughed and said yes, yes, I should be happy if you make progress.

Suddenly, his smile calmed down and changed the subject and said, "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Xu Xingguo? If so, I can do some mediation. After all, I don't want my squad leader to be un united."

Lao Dai had a sharp vision, and he must have smelled the tension between him and Xu Xingguo.

Zhuang Yan felt that it was hard to explain in detail. After all, this involved Xu Xingguo's personal image. Before, he mocked him, but just warned him not to provoke him.

If the platoon leader is really trying to put down the wrong things, Zhuangyan feels that there is no need for this.

"It's okay, you know that we have been competing in the recruit company, and the same goes for the teaching team. It's probably the reason."

Dai Dehan thought about it and felt that there was no flaw in the solemn words.

So he nodded and said, "Your situation is quite special. If you hear any gossip, there is no need to take it to your heart."

Zhuangyan said: "Don't worry, platoon leader, I will not forget my heart, put it in my heart, I can suffocate myself to death."

Daedhan said: "Just figure it out..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a horn suddenly came from outside.

He looked out.

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

After glanced at the license plate, Dai Dehan stood up, put on his hat, and said to Zhuang Yan: "The deputy political commissar is here. You go to the room to check and ask them to organize the internal affairs."

"Okay." Zhuang Yan stood up and left.

When I walked out of the room, I saw a lieutenant colonel getting out of the jeep, and was the deputy political commissar of the regiment.

Then a private came down from the other side of the door, thin and tall, like bean sprouts that had not grown well, sick and lacked energy.

Company commander Zhang Jianxing and instructor Cai Chaolin welcomed him, saluted him, and called out "Hello, Chief."

The deputy political commissar is Xiong Guohan. He is tall and one head taller than Zhang Jianxing and Cai Chaolin.

"Zhang Jianxing, Cai Chaolin, I will go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Today, I am not here to check the work, but to ask you for personal favors."

Xiong Guohan is a straightforward person. He says and says farts whenever he has something, and does not avoid the purpose of coming here today.

"It's too polite to say this. We're very happy if you come to guide the work."

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

Xiong Guohan frowned, turned around and immediately became angry, and said to the private: "Han Xiaobei, come up and see the company commander instructor!"

The soldier was timidly carrying a new camouflage forward bag in both hands, a large bulging backpack on his back, and a yellow bucket next to it, containing debris.

Because the person looks a little thin, he has a very stunning posture when he is carrying the backpack on his body.

At first glance, I knew it was the new recruit who had just stepped down from the recruit company this year.

"Company Commander...Instructor..."

Han Xiaobei shouted timidly, his voice like a mosquito.

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

After saying that, he pointed to the small conference room of the company.

He turned around and said fiercely, Han Xiaobei: "Stay here honestly!"

After entering the conference room, sitting down in the chair, the correspondent placed tea.

"Close the door," said Xiong Guohan.

"Yes, Chief!" The correspondent went over and closed the door, and the person stepped out.

"Chief..." Zhang Jianxing seemed to notice something was wrong. Xiong Guohan was definitely not here to check the work.

However, he didn't know how to ask.

Before Zhang Jianxing could finish his words, Xiong Guohan immediately interrupted: "I'll come to your Eighth Company today, that's the one who has this old face..."

The deputy political commissar said, slapped his face with his palm.

"If it weren't for the Han Xiaobei outside, Xiong Guohan, I, would have never begged others in such a shame in my life."

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

What's wrong with this?

"Chief, what's wrong, you'll just say it."

Xiong Guohan took a sip of tea, thought for a while and said, "I know your 8th Company still has a staffing agency. I came here today just to ask, can you accept the Han Xiaobei outside?"

Zhang Jianxing and Cai Chaolin were shocked again.

In theory, this does not conform to the division procedure.

The recruits battalion ended a few days ago and the division was completed. Now a soldier has suddenly been transferred, and it was sent by Xiong Guohan, deputy political commissar of the regiment.

This is a bit strange.

"Chief, I want to ask, what does this Han Xiaobei... have he had to do with you?" Zhang Jianxing could only ask clearly with his teeth.

After all, if a soldier is confused, he doesn’t know where he comes from, so he must be more cautious.

It would be fine if I didn't ask, but when I asked, Xiong Guohan immediately sighed.

"Oh, it's a long time to talk about it."

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