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Chapter 751

This forced Zhuang Yan to bring out his painful lessons to remind Su Huikai.

He said that he was teaching the team to lead the students, but he was also moved, and he was almost punished by the deputy commander for this.

He also said that such things are absolutely impossible. In the army, the relationship between men and women is a minefield, a bomb, which explodes as soon as it touches and explodes as soon as it is stepped on.

Fortunately, reason defeated impulse in the end, so that the cliff would stop and not leave lifelong regrets.

Su Huikai also listened, and after listening, she said in one sentence: "I have a sense of responsibility."

At the end of the force, Su Huikai was anxious and said, "All right, Zhuangyan, don't worry about it! You said, I am a soldier, and I am a captain, don't say that I, Su Huikai, haven't even thought about it, so what can I do if I think about it? Can someone like me?"

Of course, Zhuang Yan knew that Su Huikai was not telling the truth, but Lao Su knew the temperament of this man. Although he looked tall and big, he looked like a big and sturdy person, he was also the kind of person who did not hit the wall and did not look back. He made up his mind and could not even turn back even if he made up his mind.

This kind of conversation is often meaningless.

People who can join the special forces all have one characteristic, that is, persistence.

Persistence can sometimes be considered paranoid.

Although the two have different definitions, they are often difficult to distinguish when the boundaries are blurred.

If you can't persuade, you won't persuade you anymore.

All of them are adults, and everyone is responsible for the consequences of their actions.

Zhuangyan felt that maybe he was too much.

Maybe it wasn't the same thing between Su Huikai and Yan Shuang, but Cui Weinan's gossip and parrot made the matter worse.

In the end, this topic did not continue, but moved to Zhuangyan.

Su Huikai asked Zhuangyan, where have you been in the past week?

Zhuang Yan said, didn’t I tell you before I left? I went to the research institute and went to test someone for a gunman.

Just like Zhuang Yan didn’t believe Su Huikai very much, Su Huikai didn’t believe Zhuang Yan’s words this time.

However, he was not easy to ask, and he knew that Zhuang Yan would not say anything even if he asked.

Things just passed.

The solemn training life has returned to normal.

Everything is done step by step, training, class, exams.

Without the hardships like Hell Week before, of course there are even more hardships, that is, foreign language classes.

Fortunately, the solemn spoken language does not have so many accents.

Although Zhuang Yan is from Guangdong, the teachers who were in the kindergarten and high school when they were young were not locals, but from the north. Therefore, they spoke pure Mandarin without thinking that Su Hui's dialect accent was as strong as that, until they affected the pronunciation of Mandarin and English.

In terms of language, Zhuang Yan is still talented. His foreign language scores have always been ranked among the top ten in the reserve team, which is the best among the soldiers.

Su Huikai is still the same. The innate accent has already penetrated into the bone marrow and is difficult to change.

Zhuang Yan sometimes jokes, saying that Lao Su, you go to find Teacher Yan to supplement your oral classes every day at noon. I am afraid that this lesson has been added to dogs.

Su Hui laughed without replying, and she laughed. After laughing, she still couldn't help but go to Yan Shuang to make up for the lessons on time.

More than half a month after Zhuang Yan came back, Lao Baimao called him to his room again.

Zhuangyan entered the door, Lao Baimao gently brought the door, then took out something from the drawer, and placed it in front of Zhuangyan.

I looked solemnly and almost fainted with joy.

It was a red plastic box, rectangular, with a gold-painted August 1st military emblem on it, with a line of words written below - the second-class merit medal. Further down, there was a line of words: Chinese people pla (so harmonious that I was afraid of it, you guess yourself).

There is also a certificate of meritorious service next to me, which is also a red book, which is similar to my previous third-class merit book.

"I... mine?" Zhuang Yan couldn't believe his eyes.

There is a saying in the army: take third-class merit while standing, second-class merit while lying, and first-class merit when hanging on the wall.

Although it is a bit exaggerated and absolute, this is also how difficult it is to make contributions in peaceful times.

This is definitely not something that is said in some exaggerated literature. You can do a first-class merit by just having it casually.

Second-class merit means that Zhuangyan has obtained the entry certificate for the officer team.

According to the military's policies, you can be recommended to the superior authority and directly apply for promotion or submit it to the military academy.

This is definitely awesome existence!

The old white-haired looked calm and light. He wiped the sweat on his neck with a white towel, and said while wiping it, "It's yours, why?"

He turned his head and looked at the solemnity of the military medal standing by the table with his eyes as big as a copper bell, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't it just a second-class merit? Look, you are so happy, you have never seen the world, right?

Zhuang Yan then came to her senses and felt that she could not be too embarrassed. She cleared her throat and pretended to be calm and said, "Actually, I have had the third-class merit twice!"

After saying that, I couldn't help but pick up the box excitedly and opened it.

A second-class medal with two red and blue slashes on the white slow belt appeared in front of me.

This is an honor.

Solemn and cautiously stretched out their hand and gently stroked the Venus star.

The patterns in the five-pointed stars on the previous third-class merit medal are different. The middle pattern of the second-class merit medal is the Tiananmen Gate Tower and the rocket; the middle pattern of the third-class merit medal is the Chinese People's Liberation Army military emblem, gears and wheat ears, while the middle pattern of the first-class merit medal is the Chinese People's Liberation Army military emblem.

After carefully placing it in his hand and looking at it for a long time, Zhuang Yan suddenly realized that he had lost his composure.

However, before he forgot to hide it in front of the old white-haired team, he would not be too embarrassed, so he pretended to be careless and said, "Actually it's nothing. Before I entered the Red Arrow Team, I won the first place in the top competition organized by the group army. I had the chance to report the second-class merit. But later I went to participate in the Red Arrow Team's selection training, and the old army did not report it to me."

Lao Baimao hung the towel, sat down again, looked at the intoxicated solemnity, and said, "Remember, you can't tell people about the origin of this meritorious service. There will be meritorious service records in your file, but you will only write that you have made outstanding contributions to the development of a certain type of firearm and will not involve anything else. My advice to you is to send the meritorious service back, put it at home, and then treat it as if nothing had happened, and continue to be your soldier."

Zhuang Yan suddenly pulled out of the previous little excitement, excitement and pride.

Scenes of action on the wasteland passed through my mind.

He seemed to suddenly become a third party, jumped out of the whole thing and watched himself calmly.

In just a few seconds, he seemed to have found his position again, then stood attentively and saluted the old white-haired.

"Yes! I must obey orders and keep the secret!

After saying that, he suddenly laughed and followed the tone of Lao Baimao before and said, "Because we don't exist."

When Zhuangyan left, Lao Baimao picked up the teacup on the table and listened to the sound of solemn footsteps gradually disappearing into the stairwell.
Chapter completed!
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