District 9

In the compound of the 421st Regiment, Qi Yuhang pushed open the door and got out of the military vehicle, holding his hands behind his back and shouting: "He Dachuan, come here."

"yes!"

He Dachuan immediately stepped out of the queue, holding out his slightly big belly, and ran up to Qi Yuhang, who was much smaller than him. He saluted with a very dignified attitude and shouted: "He Dachuan, commander of the recruit company, is reporting to you! "

"He Dachuan, are you fucking competing with me?" Qi Yuhang scolded very rudely: "I asked you to practice military posture, and you caused a group incident for me. It's past 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and you are still leading the troops. Standing on the playground, what do you mean?"

He Dachuan looked at the other party and said very seriously: "I have no rivalry. I think the regiment leader is right. None of us have received formal military training. We are all low-quality bandits. We should work harder. Regiment Headquarters It's polite to ask us to stand in military posture for eight hours a day. We should be conscious and practice more at night."

Qi Yuhang looked at the serious He Dachuan, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He Dachuan's attitude is very obvious. Your team leader thinks that we can't stand outside for eight hours and thinks that we are useless. Then I will not only stand for the full training time, but also more. I will stand for twelve hours to show you and let you Nothing can be said.

Qi Yuhang narrowed his eyes and looked at He Dachuan: "You're going to follow me, right? OK, can't you stand? Then just stand!"

"Yes." He Dachuan immediately replied with a smile: "Haha, Captain Qi, don't worry, as long as we can do what you say, we will carry it out at our own risk."

Qi Yuhang ignored him, turned around, got into the car, and said to the driver: "Let's go!"

After the car left, the courtyard became quiet again. He Dachuan turned back to the queue, wiped the frost and snow from his beard with his frostbitten palms, and continued to stand upright in a military posture.

After Qi Yuhang returned to his lounge, he took a shower, changed into casual clothes, walked to the window, opened the curtains and glanced down, and saw He Dachuan and others still standing.

In the room, the adjutant came over and said softly: "Captain, it's already early in the morning, and the temperature outside is too low. Something might happen if you stand like this."

"I didn't force them to stand." Qi Yuhang replied calmly.

"That's what I say, but if a few of them were to stand unconscious and something happened, it wouldn't be easy for us to explain." The adjutant said.

Qi Yuhang looked at the dark crowd below and said calmly: "Go out and shout and order them to go back to camp and rest."

"Okay!" The adjutant ran out immediately.

Five minutes later, He Dachuan shouted in the courtyard: "Run around the courtyard three times to warm yourself up, and then go back to the camp to sleep."

"yes!"

After more than a hundred people shouted, they began to run in order in the courtyard.

Qi Yuhang lowered the curtains, turned and walked into the bedroom.

…

Near one o'clock in the morning, He Dachuan and others returned to the recruit camp. At this moment, the hot water supply in the regiment headquarters was no longer available, so everyone could only put wet towels on the indoor heater to warm them up, and wipe their bodies little by little.

"Damn it." Ai Hao tore off the frozen dead skin on his body with his hands and cursed at He Dachuan angrily: "Tell me, are the people in our Ai family okay now that we are with you? In the past, in Xingshan, although the conditions were a little worse, at least we were the core, and we didn’t lack anything! After this **** was incorporated, we had to stand in military posture every day, and I was almost frozen... Do you know? ?!”

"Is it crooked? Come here and let me help you." He Dachuan finished applying the frostbite ointment and reached out to touch it.

"Go away!" Ai Hao slapped his arm open: "Are you lacking a brain? Why do you seem to be enjoying it? Are you addicted to being punished?!"

"One word!" He Dachuan raised his finger and replied with a chuckle: "You can only become a great person by enduring hardships. If you want to be a master, you must first become a grandson. This person has to bow his head under the eaves. As the old saying goes ,tempered into a steel……."

"Give me some steel, go to bed." Ai Hao didn't bother to listen to his beeping, so he opened the quilt and got directly into the bed, curled up and said: "Who has tender skin, can you come over and be a warm baby for me... .”

"Turn off the lights and go to sleep!" He Dachuan shouted.

There was no words to say that night.

At 5:30 in the morning of the next day, before the wake-up call in the regiment headquarters was sounded, He Dachuan had already gotten up with No. 40 people, swept away all the snow in and outside the courtyard, and also cleaned several public toilets.

It's past six o'clock.

Qi Yuhang had just finished breakfast when he was sitting at the window and saw He Dachuan and others walking back from the regiment compound in an orderly manner carrying tools such as snow shovels and snow shovels.

"What's going on with them?" Qi Yuhang asked.

"These people got up at 5:30 in the morning and cleared the snow inside and outside the courtyard. They even cleaned the toilets." the adjutant replied.

Qi Yuhang peeled the eggs and looked at the group of recruits covered with frost and snow in the courtyard, unable to say anything. He really hated the bandits on Xingshan Mountain very much, because Qi Wei was his cousin, and the two had a good relationship since they were young. Later, they went to the Eighth District to study together, so their relationship was naturally extraordinary. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to deal with He Dachuan and others to death, but he didn't expect... Under the leadership of He Dachuan, this group of bandits did not reject him. Even the bandits' temper was gone, and they were better than normal. The recruits were still obedient.

Hatred is not something that can be resolved so easily, but with He Dachuan's relatively strong ability to withstand pressure and his clear understanding of his own position, this group of people can be regarded as temporarily staying in the 421st group.

…

Within the Sichuan government, when He Dachuan, Meng Xi and others took the initiative to integrate quickly, the Seventh District, which had been brewing for a long time, finally publicly announced that the Seventh District Naval Headquarters would fully support the Eighth District's consultants due to the attack on Jinmen Port. The military forces such as the clique and the Sichuan government took back the main rights of Yandao, and from a national standpoint, declared war on the military and political forces in the five districts that caused the tragedy.

Up to this point, the three major regions, which had been fighting among themselves, finally became united for a short time after the attack on Tianjin Port, and aimed their guns at the outside of the country.

As soon as the Seventh District Navy announced its participation in the war, the military situation in the entire southwest, northwest, and old triangle areas immediately entered an unprecedented state of tension.

After several years of operation and preparation, at this moment, Yandao will finally be taken over by force, and a big war will begin!

…

after one day.

Zhou Yuanzheng, the commander-in-chief of the Seventh District Naval Command, Gu Yan, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Department, and Commander Qin of the Sichuan Prefecture, as well as dozens of senior generals, met at the southwest border to discuss combat plans.

at the same time.

In Songjiang City, District 9, Lu Jia took the phone and said to Wu Di: "I have a birthday the day after tomorrow, and I have a small party within the circle. You can come with your wife."

"Okay," Wu Di said with a smile: "It just so happened that Linlin came back from District 8 to handle things."

"Okay, that's it." Lu Jia smiled and hung up the phone.

On the other side, in an office in a single-family building in Songjiang, a man held a phone and said softly: "Close the Internet cafe!"