If There's a Battle, I Will Return!
In this exercise, the Iron Fist Regiment's performance could be said to be a mess.
At the beginning of the exercise, Number One was beheaded. Then, more than a thousand troops were scattered by the Blue Army. In the end, only Qin Xuan was left.
However, Qin Xuan had completed the beheading operation on the Blue Army's command center alone.
This caused the Red Army, which was originally at a disadvantage, to turn the tables and finally win the exercise.
It could be said that Qin Xuan had saved the Iron Fist Regiment and the Red Army!
After the last military competition, Qin Xuan's name once again resounded throughout the entire Iron Fist Regiment!
As for He Chenguang and the four Sharpshooters…
Although they also had some eye-catching operations, they could not compare to Qin Xuan.
After the drill ended, Qin Xuan and the captured Iron Fist Regiment returned to the station together.
After returning to Prairie Class 5, life continued.
Qin Xuan was still reading as usual, while Wang Yanbing was training harder.
He had learned a lot from Qin Xuan during this exercise.
How to set up a sniper position, how to disguise himself, how to avoid the pursuit of military dogs, how to cover his tracks...
However, the more he learned, the more he could feel the gap between him and Qin Xuan.
Later on, he understood.
Since he didn't have Qin Xuan's monstrous talent, he could only make up for it through hard work and work hard to keep up with Qin Xuan's pace!
There was another special member who returned to Prairie Class Five with them.
The national treasure, Adai the Little Panda!
After Gao Shiwei was " killed ", he quickly sent someone to contact the Sichuan Giant Panda Breeding Base. The staff there rushed over by plane as fast as possible.
However, just as they wanted to take A'dai away, A'dai refused to leave.
The staff tried their best but could not pull it off Qin Xuan's body.
Even if it placed its favorite basin of milk on the ground, this little fellow refused to get off Qin Xuan's body.
This scene made everyone feel extremely puzzled.
She did not know what charm Qin Xuan had that could make this little guy ignore his favorite pot of milk...
Since they couldn't take it away, the staff could only contact their superiors and send Adai to Qin Xuan.
As for the little guy's living facilities…
With Gao Shiwei's approval and Master Kang's consent, the Sichuan Giant Panda Breeding Base immediately sent professionals to renovate the open space of Grassland Class 5. They worked overnight and finally built an exclusive area suitable for Dumby's life in three days.
There were bamboo specially transplanted from Sichuan Province in this area, as well as various temperature regulation devices to ensure that Dumby could live in the most suitable environment for giant pandas.
Of course, Dumby's favorite basin of milk was also sent over!
After seeing the formula of this thing, Qin Xuan could not help but widen his eyes.
Previously, he thought that a basin of milk was no different from ordinary milk powder.
However, after looking at it, he realized that it actually contained various trace elements such as black bear milk, panda breast milk, milk, and carrots.
As expected, a panda who can act cute gets milk to drink…
The milk that this little fellow drank was much more advanced than the milk powder and milk that ordinary children drank!
On the way back from the drill, the company commander Peng Donghai originally wanted to send a few more outstanding soldiers to the grassland squad for Qin Xuan to train.
However, it was rejected by Qin Xuan and Old Ma.
The reason why Qin Xuan rejected it was because he knew that the Wolf Fang selection was about to begin. He would not be able to stay in the Iron Fist Regiment for long!
Old Ma refused because he was going to retire in a few days and end his military career.
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After the military exercise ended, the conclusion meeting of the exercise was delayed, but it ushered in the day of the veterans 'retirement.
A week later, on the field of the Sixth Company.
Old Ma walked slowly alone, his lonely footsteps echoing in the field.
He stared at everything in the field with an almost greedy gaze, looking at the surrounding grass and trees.
A gentle breeze blew. In the small forest on the east side of the field, rows of poplar treetops danced in the wind.
Although he was prepared for it, when this moment came, he finally understood the disappointment and reluctance of the veterans when they left the army.
After strolling aimlessly around the field for a few rounds, Old Ma slowly walked out.
At the entrance of the field, Qin Xuan stood alone.
Old Ma put away his disappointment and grinned.""Let's go. Accompany me to a place."
Qin Xuan nodded and followed behind Old Ma without saying anything.
Old Ma walked and stopped all the way, slowly arriving at the reception room at the entrance of Sixth Company.
When the soldier in the reception room saw Old Ma, he immediately stood up and saluted him."Hello, class monitor!"
After Old Ma returned the greeting, he picked up a hard card the size of a poker card and a gel pen from the table in the reception room, and wrote the words 'Ma Jianguo' on the card.
Only now did Qin Xuan know Old Ma's full name.
Old Ma's handwriting wasn't beautiful, but it was written very seriously.
After writing his name, Old Ma wrote down a string of numbers.
It was a string of phone numbers.
The landline phone number!
After the number was Old Ma's home address, which province, which city, which county, or even which village and which household!
In front of Qin Xuan, Old Ma threw the card into the red mailbox beside him.
The red mailbox was made of an inch-thick wooden board.
What was different was that there was no hatch that could be opened on such an absolutely solid mailbox.
In other words, if he wanted to take out all the cards that were put into the mailbox, he could only use violence and smash the mailbox.
The soldiers in the reception room saluted again, and Qin Xuan was silent.
There was an unwritten rule in the Iron Fist Regiment. No one forced it, but every year, the reception room at the entrance of each company would be replaced with a similarly hard red mailbox without a hatch.
Every soldier who retired from Ironfist would go to the reception room of each company and drop a card into the mailbox before leaving the army.
The card recorded their names, contact information, and home address.
By now, there were dozens of such emails stored in a huge vault of the Iron Fist Group.
This kind of mailbox was called the " red signal " by the soldiers of the Iron Fist Regiment!
Every retired soldier from the Iron Fist Regiment had the same agreement.
When the door to the motherland was opened by the enemy and the flames of war were ignited in China, these mailbox doors without hatch doors would be taken out. The cards that recorded the names and contact information of every member would be seen again!
Whether it was ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or forty years!
As long as they still had the strength to pick up the weapons in their hands, as long as they still remembered the proud military spirit that flowed in their blood, when they received the call from the army, they, the veterans who served in the Iron Fist Regiment, would return to the Iron Fist Regiment unconditionally!
One could imagine how many sacrifices they had to make when they returned to the military camp and the battlefield after they had left the army and stopped their daily training. Only then could they slowly dig out the fighting ability of crazy beasts from their bodies.
Frankly speaking, they were a group of heroes and death warriors who knew that they would die, but they still went to fight for justice!
If you want to ask the reason, you don't need anyone to answer you. You just need to turn the red mailbox in the reception room over, and you will see two sentences behind the mailbox: He would rather be the soul of the battlefield than the slave of a subjugated nation!
This was the War Soul that the Chinese would die without regrets!
This was the battle song that the Chinese used to dominate the world!
If there is a battle, recall him back!
This was the promise of a veteran!
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