Chapter 63: I thought he was a rookie, but he turned out to be a cadre candidate! [Please read! Please vote!]
"Tell me about it!"
"The first week of training is about to end!"
"I believe that all the new comrades have already had their own understanding of what the army is like."
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In the dark outside, Zhao Weihong braved the howling cold wind and watched Wei Gang standing in front of the building, giving a speech to the entire company.
This is the army’s evening roll call, which is considered the most important gathering of the day.
Except for the service personnel, everyone in the company must be present. Even the cook who "turns a deaf ear to training and only focuses on rubbing his eyes" must come out of the cafeteria at this time.
After confirming the number of people is correct, the highlight of the evening roll call will begin - summarizing the day's work.
There is an old saying in the army, "I am not afraid of the chief officer not saying anything, I am afraid of him saying something when he is called upon."
Terms like "certain comrades", "individual elements", and "even worse" come in handy at this time.
This was still good. Although everyone in the company knew who the commander was scolding, at least he didn't mention any names.
But if anyone is addressed by his real name by the chief officer, hey, he'll have no peace tonight.
It is for this reason that the new recruits are particularly afraid of evening roll call, especially of hearing their own names.
"Zhao Weihong!"
".arrive!"
Zhao Weihong's heart suddenly jumped up into her throat!
This is as torturous as a middle school student secretly playing on the computer at home, and then his parents suddenly come back and reach out to touch the monitor!
Zhao Weihong recalled carefully and found that he had not done anything wrong today?
"At ease, you don't need to answer next."
Wei Gang gave Zhao Weihong the order with a normal expression, then suddenly raised his voice and spoke loudly in a tone of disappointment.
"I wanted to pick out three recruits who performed well and commend them."
"But apart from Comrade Zhao Weihong, the rest of you are not worthy of my praise at all!"
"Do you accept what I say?"
Almost at the same time the words fell.
A hoarse roar immediately rang out in the queue!
"Dissatisfied!"
If Wei Gang had used someone else as an example, the recruits might not have reacted so strongly.
But Zhao Weihong is now about to become the public enemy of the Second Training Company. Wei Gang brought him up to provoke other recruits.
"Dissatisfied?"
"Whether you obey or not is not something you can tell with words, it has to be done with your ability!"
Having said this, Wei Gang deliberately stopped and remained silent for a long time.
Sometimes, silence is more inspiring than passionate mobilization.
In military tactics, this is called "nurturing momentum."
By the time the recruits have built up their momentum, their temper and fighting spirit are almost ready.
Wei Gang only needs to throw out the goal, which is far more effective than ten thousand words of sermon!
In the queue, mist continued to rise, appearing particularly ethereal under the light.
Many recruits gnashed their teeth, their expressions filled with grief and anger, with hot air puffing out of their nostrils.
very good!
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Wei Gang's face. He waved his hand and spoke loudly.
"We have an old saying in our group."
"Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk."
"All squad leaders should have informed you that there will be a housekeeping and hygiene inspection on Friday!"
"I originally prepared two red flags, but seeing how motivated you are, I decided to cancel one."
"The whole company is competing for a mobile red flag!"
"There are still two days left. I hope to see your actual actions."
"Prove to me that you are just temporarily behind, not behind every step!"
"Roll call is over!"
"Take a break!"
"Duty officer, bring it back!"
With the rumbling of footsteps, the lights in the dormitories lit up one by one. As the class near the staircase, Zhao Weihong and others returned to the dormitory first.
"You all heard what the company commander said."
"I still say the same thing, I am a face-conscious person."
"I don't care if there is one red flag or two. Anyway, I hope to see the mobile red flag hanging at the door of our class before lunch on Friday."
Shi Jidong's tone was very calm, as calm as if he was stating an indisputable fact.
As a fourth-term non-commissioned officer, Shi Jidong actually takes this kind of thing very lightly.
Because he doesn't need the so-called red flag to prove his ability.
As long as he is in the 347th Regiment, no, he has become an extremely important page in the history of the 347th Regiment.
If it were the 7th Steel Company, Shi Jidong would not need to say hello for "small matters" such as housekeeping and hygiene inspections.
Check whenever and however you want.
The mobile red flag will definitely be hung in Shi Jidong’s class.
It’s not so much that Shi Jidong cares about the floating red flag.
It would be better to say that Shi Jidong was curious.
I'm curious whether Zhao Weihong can rely on his own abilities to lead such a group of new recruits to get the red flag.
It's different from the inherent impression of many people.
In the military, "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude" is very important.
Soldiers with different personalities and characteristics.
The way of carrying it is also different.
If you are an introvert, you should encourage him to be bold and unrestrained; if you are an extrovert, you should encourage him to be restrained.
In Shi Jidong's opinion, it is no longer meaningful for Zhao Weihong to continue to receive "personal" training.
There's nothing wrong with Shi Jidong's brain. He knows that Zhao Weihong is addicted to training, but he still competes with him in training?
Isn't that sick!
Shi Jidong is sure that as long as Zhao Weihong can maintain his current momentum.
All subjects in the army, whether it is military literacy or physical training, are not difficult for Zhao Weihong. It is just a matter of learning time.
In this case, as Zhao Weihong's recruit squad leader, Shi Jidong's job is very simple.
Cultivate Zhao Weihong's sense of responsibility and teamwork, starting from the first class, and finally find his own suitable position in the army!
For example, squad leader?
Even cadres?
Zhao Weihong is still very young, and Shi Jidong has trained many successful cadres before.
If Zhao Weihong goes to the 7th Steel Company with Shi Jidong in the future, Shi Jidong is confident that he can promote Zhao Weihong within five years!
Instead of being some damn patrol!
Damn, Shi Jidong gets angry when he thinks about this.
I thought he was just a new recruit who didn't know his place and wanted to be a patrol officer.
On the way back to the 347th Regiment, Shi Jidong thought of nineteen ways to correct Zhao Weihong's wrong ideas, nineteen!
Who would have thought that he was a potential cadre!
After giving Zhao Weihong a complicated look, Shi Jidong waved his hand and announced the disbandment.
At Zhao Weihong's instruction, everyone immediately took the time to wash up and clean up.
"Deputy class leader, why do I feel so nervous?"
"There is only one red flag left. Can we still get it?"
After listening to what Wei Gang and Shi Jidong said.
Zhang Biao, who had originally believed in Zhao Weihong's plan the most, was the first to panic.
Nine classes, one red flag.
Just think about how fierce the competition will be in two days.
"Ho!"
Zhao Weihong, who was wiping the floor with her butt sticking out, straightened up with some difficulty when she heard this.
Looking at Zhang Biao who was worried.
Zhao Yuejin's calm and composed face suddenly flashed through Zhao Weihong's mind.
"It's ok."
"all the same."
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