Chapter 139 The inspection begins! The sword is unsheathed! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!]
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong immediately took out white gloves from her pocket and replaced the gloves she was wearing.
In fact, under normal circumstances, the formal attire for patrol officers is white gloves.
But the winter in Northeast China is so cold that if you keep wearing white gloves, your hands will be covered with frostbite within three days.
Therefore, unless it is a serious occasion that requires attendance.
Only Zhao Weihong and others would put on white gloves.
At other times, he still wears the very vintage "hand-held braid."
After changing clothes, Yan Jiming waved his hand and walked directly towards the base of the "Special Merit Company 4" which was closest to them according to the formation regulations of "two people in a row, three people in a column".
Qi Yu and others, also in groups of two, were preparing to inspect other companies at the same time.
After all, the 347th Regiment’s base is very large, and it takes an hour just to walk around it.
If only Zhao Weihong and Yan Jiming were to conduct the inspection, by the time they finished wandering around the camp, it would probably be spring, and they would definitely need to recruit several more groups of people.
As for the rest of the patrol team, they were either standing at the gate preparing to check people and vehicles entering and leaving the camp, or patrolling the camp. In short, everyone had their own tasks and were busy.
Walking on the way to the Special Merit Company 4, Zhao Weihong, who was about to start his first patrol mission, inexplicably felt a sense of "mission" rising from his heart, making the expression on his face even more solemn!
The Special Merit Company 347 is one of the spearhead companies of the th Regiment, along with the Steel Company . Their barracks do not look anything special from the outside.
The four-story building with "three wide and one narrow" features, plus a playground in front of the building that is about the size of six or seven basketball courts, and the slightly simple and lonely sentry box at the entrance of the base, together formed the picture that appeared in Zhao Weihong's eyes.
"Hello, comrade!"
"Please come and register!"
Seeing Zhao Weihong and the other person coming over, the sentry at the door didn't seem to react and still stood straight.
But Zhao Weihong noticed that the sentry glanced at them sideways, with unconcealable disdain in his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Weihong's eyes flickered, but she said nothing.
As for the person who spoke, it was the foreman sitting in the sentry box, who was holding the "Camp Personnel Entry and Exit Registration Book" and motioning Yan Jiming to sign.
"It's so cold, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not as hard as yours!"
"Captain Yan, the new recruits have just joined the company and haven't been taught the rules yet. If you have any questions, just tell me."
"After the training, I will ask them to make corrections immediately!"
"There's no need to report it, right?"
The leader of the Special Merit Company 4 seemed to know Yan Jiming. He exchanged a few words with Yan Jiming while registering, implying that he hoped Yan Jiming would "show mercy."
"Hey, I don't want to cause any trouble for you either."
"But you also know that my group is not the only one coming to check."
"Other companies were picked out for a bunch of problems, but you guys didn't have any problems at all."
"Don't say I can't hold it, you can't hold it either!"
While Yan Jiming was practicing Tai Chi with the other person, he picked up his pen and quickly wrote a few lines in the registration book.
Finally, Yan Jiming gave up the seat in front of the sentry box and motioned Zhao Weihong to come over to sign.
Zhao Weihong stepped forward at the right time and looked down at the contents in the registration book.
[, entering the camp for routine inspection]
[Patrol Officer: Yan Jiming]
There was a small space left behind Yan Jiming's name, which was obviously reserved for Zhao Weihong.
Seeing this, Zhao Weihong picked up the pen and wrote his name neatly in the registration book.
【Zhao Weihong】
"Hey, Squad Leader Yan, that's not what I meant."
"We, the grassroots, are busy with training all day long. We have no time to rest."
“Sometimes, there are inevitably some omissions.”
"For issues that are minor or major, we can just rectify them internally."
"As for the rest of the issues, you can report them as you wish. It's our duty, and we all understand!"
"Okay, I'll see what happens then."
After a few perfunctory words, Yan Jiming saluted the foreman, and without waiting for the other party to return the salute, he dragged Zhao Weihong towards the dormitory.
Wait until the two of them disappeared into the depths of the porch.
The foreman, who had been smiling happily at Yan Jiming just now, immediately changed his expression and spat fiercely at the person beside him!
"Pooh!"
"White-headed turtle!"
"Wei Hong."
As soon as I walked into the building, Yan Jiming suddenly called out softly.
"To!"
"What's wrong, monitor?"
"Did you hear everything just now?"
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"Hey, I dare you."
"Don't look at the nice words that the foreman said just now."
"But after we leave, he will definitely curse us behind our backs!"
I have to say, Yan Jiming's sixth sense is pretty accurate.
Of course, it is also possible that Yan Jiming is very clear in his mind and knows very well that patrolling is not popular in the eyes of other soldiers.
".Squad leader, why are they scolding us?"
"Bother us!"
"We came here to find the problem."
"But in their eyes, they probably think we are just nitpicking."
"If we start writing, the commander of their company will be scolded, and the company may even have to undergo a rectification, which may take several weeks."
"Tell me, how can they not annoy us?" While speaking, Yan Jiming had already brought Zhao Weihong to a dormitory.
The dormitory was empty, and the tiles on the floor were clean as new, as if they had just been wiped a second ago.
"We don't want to be annoying!"
"But there's nothing we can do about it. That's what we do!"
"Military orders are as strong as a mountain and discipline is as hard as iron. How are they manifested?"
"Isn't it just relying on us?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jiming had already come to the window in the corner of the dormitory, and at the same time reached out and touched the windowsill.
When he raised his hand again, he saw a very obvious layer of dust on his white gloves.
"Look, this windowsill hasn't been cleaned for at least three days!"
"They may think this is a small matter, and we can just inform them privately and clean it up."
"But if it wasn't us who came today, but a foreign guest, when we got to the window, we would suddenly have our hands covered in dust!"
"What do you think of our group after he returns? What impact will it have on our group, or even our team?"
Open the notebook and quickly write down the problems you just found.
Yan Jiming continued to inspect the hygiene conditions of the dormitory and the placement of items.
The inspection was extremely detailed, leaving no corner untouched, a "carpet search".
"Wei Hong, the squad leader has been wearing this helmet for eight years, and he's used to being scolded."
"I've heard what the foreman said countless times before."
"I was even scolded by people who pointed at my nose and called me a white-headed turtle."
"What else do you say? I'm just looking for trouble and finding faults in everything."
"Using my standards to check, I can't find a qualified company in the entire regiment. Even our guards can't do it themselves."
When saying this, Yan Jiming's tone was very calm, as if he was used to it.
Zhao Weihong listened but said nothing. She just watched Yan Jiming walking back and forth in the dormitory, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"To put it bluntly, what we do is to be scolded!"
"But it's better for us to be scolded than for our regiment to be scolded, and it's better for our team to be scolded!"
"You can curse them if you want. After all, they were punished because of us."
"But as long as we are still wearing this helmet, we can't relax the requirements and standards at all!"
"Because that's our duty!"
"The meaning of our existence is to make them keep that string in their heads tight at all times!"
"Soldiers, there is no room for slackness!"
"Okay, I've checked everything, the only thing left is housekeeping."
"Housekeeping is your strong point, you come on"
Yan Jiming turned around with a smile, but the expression on his face suddenly froze.
Because he found that Zhao Weihong had been staring at him with a burning gaze since he didn't know when.
"Monitor."
Zhao Weihong's voice was a little vague.
When Yan Jiming heard this, he actually had the illusion that the sound was coming from the clouds.
"to be honest."
"It's not easy for me to join the army."
"It is precisely because it is not easy to come here that I cherish every day I spend in the army."
"Every blade of grass and every tree, as well as every rule and regulation in the military camp, are sacred in my heart."
"In the recruit company, I have met several veterans from our platoon and seen their attitudes when facing some of the old squad leaders."
"The section chief once asked me what I thought of them."
“My answer is, they are grossly incompetent!”
Zhao Weihong's voice is getting louder and louder!
The expression on Yan Jiming's face became more and more shocked!
"Our duty is to supervise everyone in the camp and make sure they always remember that they are soldiers and hold themselves to the standards of a soldier!"
"Squad leader, you are different from the other patrol officers I have seen. You are very competent!"
"But why do you have to endure other people's abuse and cold stares just for completing your job?"
Having said that, Zhao Weihong took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
In the darkness, the look of extreme disgust from the sentry just now seemed to be engraved on Zhao Weihong's retina, and could not be erased.
"Wei Hong."
"Squad leader, now I understand why Veteran Qi told me to 'lead by example.'"
“Lead by example.”
After saying that, Zhao Weihong took action directly and overturned several quilts that he had been unable to bear to look at for a long time!
"Monitor."
Zhao Weihong's sharp gaze kept wandering around the dormitory, and he casually overturned another quilt.
"If your standards are unacceptable to them, they may even hate or curse us because of them."
"Then, use my standards for inspections from now on."
“Because of my standards.”
"I can do it!"
Under Yan Jiming's extremely horrified gaze.
Zhao Weihong's "magic sword" was highly expected by Fang Haoran, Chang Dingfang, and even Zhou Kehu!
Officially unsheathed!
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