Chapter 265: Our style seems to have some room for improvement! [Monthly vote requested! ]
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He scratched his head in confusion.
Qi Yu didn't understand what Zhao Weihong wanted to express for a moment.
But after a moment, Qi Yu immediately widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Weihong in horror and spoke.
"Class Monitor"
"Are you going to correct those new comrades?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"do not!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Yu immediately stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Weihong's arm, and advised her earnestly!
"Squad leader, the new comrade just arrived yesterday! He hasn't been assigned to a unit yet!"
"Would it be a bad idea for us to correct him now?"
"What's wrong?"
Gently pushed Qi Yu's hand away.
Zhao Weihong crossed her ten fingers elegantly in front of her chest and asked Qi Yu slowly.
"What is the mission of our picket platoon?"
"Supervise the soldiers in our regiment"
"Are these new comrades now considered members of our regiment?"
"Calculate"
"Then why can't we correct them?"
"But."
“Nothing is right or wrong.”
Zhao Weihong waved her hand expressionlessly, interrupting Qi Yu's words.
Qi Yu had never seen Zhao Weihong behave like this.
Her face was as gloomy as water, calm and indifferent, as if there was nothing in the world that could cause Zhao Weihong to feel emotionally unstable.
After Shi Jidong and others left, Zhao Weihong has been in this state ever since.
It's like I matured overnight.
Faced with the title of "Ban Zhao" which once made Zhao Weihong feel uneasy, Zhao Weihong did not refuse but accepted it with pleasure.
"Old Soldier Qi, as you know, I went to the garrison area for further training before."
"I think the three armed forces patrol has a lot of advanced experience, which is very worth learning from."
"We are all on patrol together, so there is no reason why we don't need to learn the police regulations."
"I heard from others that the style of work of this group of new comrades is very strong."
"Whether it's our standards or those of others, they should all be raised."
"Otherwise, we will be outdone by the new comrades, and it will seem as if our 347th Regiment has a bad style."
"Then we would be remiss in our duty."
"What do you say?"
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Zhao Weihong's tone was very gentle.
When Qi Yu heard this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, as if he felt a great sense of oppression.
Zhao Weihong is really different now than before.
Although Zhao Weihong seemed to have not changed much, he was still polite and gentle.
But from Zhao Weihong, Qi Yu clearly felt a majesty that was difficult to describe in words.
It's like a smiling tiger! No! It should be the smiling king of hell!
The "Living King of Hell" has gone, and now here comes the "Laughing King of Hell!"
Everyone in the 347th Regiment should be thankful for Zhao Weihong's lack of energy these days.
When Zhao Weihong, who has undergone a transformation, brazenly "takes action", who knows what kind of "bloody storm" will be set off in the 347th Regiment!
And now.
Xu Feng, and the new officers and soldiers of the 208th Regiment, which he called "very tough", no, the 347th Regiment, are about to become the first "victims" after Zhao Weihong takes over as squad leader!
"Squad leader, you are right."
"Old Soldier Qi, you don't have to be so polite to me."
Looking at the trembling Qi Yu, Zhao Weihong suddenly showed her signature shy smile and spoke sincerely.
"You know I'm just a squad leader in name only."
"I still like you to call me Wei Hong."
"It's the monitor"
He glanced at Qi Yu without showing much emotion.
Zhao Weihong did not continue to argue with Qi Yu about the address, but responded to Qi Yu's invitation in a tone that could not be refused.
"We have to work in teams of two."
"Soldier Qi, the rest of the class is not here."
"How about you come with me?"
“Thump, thump, thump, thump.”
He tapped the table in annoyance.
Xu Feng, who had been uneasy ever since the conversation with Zhao Weihong, suddenly stood up and walked around the dormitory in a very annoyed manner.
Zhao Weihong. Zhao Weihong.
This name sounded familiar to Xu Feng, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
It was precisely because of this strange feeling of déjà vu that Xu Feng felt like there was something stuck in his throat and even had trouble sleeping and eating.
The fact that a seemingly ordinary corporal could make Xu Feng, who was thousands of miles away a few days ago, leave an impression on him speaks volumes.
After walking around for a few times, Xu Feng was struggling over whether to ask a few people to see if they had any impression of Zhao Weihong, or to send someone out to collect some "intelligence" about Zhao Weihong.
But after hesitating for a moment, Xu Feng finally gave up this plan.
If Xu Feng, who had just arrived, suddenly showed too much attention to Zhao Weihong, it would inevitably seem like "boosting others' ambitions and destroying his own prestige".
Anyway, Zhao Weihong is just a private first class, not even a cadre.
Even if Xu Feng heard about it because of some incident, what kind of waves could it cause?
Thinking of this, Xu Feng suddenly found his own suspicion particularly funny.
It might be because of Zhao Weihong's neither humble nor arrogant temperament that made Xu Feng subconsciously ignore Zhao Weihong's level.
But now it seems that a mere corporal is not worth Xu Feng's attention.
Shaking his head in self-mockery, Xu Feng glanced at the weather outside the window. He was just about to go out with the officers and soldiers of the 208th Regiment for some training when he heard a panicked voice suddenly coming from the dormitory door.
"Deputy Deputy Commander!"
"Two patrol officers came to the door and said they wanted to check the hygiene of our camp!"
"Their 347th Regiment, they are trying to intimidate us!"
"Why panic!"
"It's just a housekeeping check, what's the big deal?"
"Didn't I ask you to clean up last night?"
"What? Could it be that one of you is being lazy?"
The dormitory where Xu Feng is staying now previously belonged to a company of the 347th Regiment which has now been collectively retired. It is now occupied by people from the 208th Regiment.
The first thing Xu Feng did after settling down was to ask his three independently stationed teams of officers and soldiers to do a thorough cleaning of their respective camps.
Although before their arrival, the officers and soldiers of the 347th Regiment had already cleaned these empty dormitories spotlessly, there was no need to clean them up at all.
But Xu Feng still issued such an order, as if he was very dissatisfied with the hygiene standards of the 347th Regiment.
Xu Feng even gave instructions on housekeeping.
He didn't expect that there might be pickets coming to check today.
Instead, they thought that some cadres from the 347th Regiment might come over and ask about their well-being and build closer relations with them.
As a result, it seems that the cadres have not arrived yet, but the patrols who came to give a "show of force" have arrived first!
Even though I have made all the preparations.
They also have full confidence in the housekeeping and hygiene standards of their officers and soldiers.
But Xu Feng's heart suddenly began to beat rapidly, faster and faster!
When Xu Feng arrived at the door and saw the patrol clearly,
His heart started beating wildly, almost jumping out of his chest!
Isn’t this the Zhao Weihong from yesterday?
At present, Zhao Weihong, wearing a patrol outfit that seemed unfamiliar to Xu Feng, was surrounded by a group of unfriendly-looking officers and soldiers of the 208th Regiment. It seemed that they might "gang up on Zhao Weihong" at any time.
Zhao Weihong came over at this critical moment, saying that she wanted to check the housekeeping.
It is hard not to feel that he is here to "show his power", so don't expect the officers and soldiers of the 208th Regiment to have any good attitude towards him.
Being surrounded by such a group of ferocious and vicious non-commissioned officers, the only thing left for them to do was to push them.
Qi Yu's calves began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and he thought to himself that this sergeant shouldn't have turned around!
Zhao Weihong still looked calm and composed, even ignoring the people around him. It seemed that he was used to such occasions. He just stared at the dormitory door intently, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.
After seeing Xu Feng's figure, Zhao Weihong, who had always been calm, suddenly smiled brightly and walked straight towards Xu Feng, who had a somewhat ugly expression on his face.
"Deputy Head!"
"I heard you say yesterday that the new comrades in our regiment have very strong work styles."
"I have always liked to learn from outstanding comrades, and today I can't wait to see it for myself."
"Is it not going to cause you any trouble?"
The pretentious words that Xu Feng said yesterday turned into a sharp boomerang at this moment, hitting Xu Feng hard in the face!
If he rejected Zhao Weihong's request, Xu Feng's "big words" yesterday would become a joke.
But if Zhao Weihong were allowed to go in and check like this.
When Xu Feng thought about Zhao Weihong's housekeeping skills, he felt a little bit of a toothache.
Damn, I’m in a trap!!!
Xu Feng really never expected this!
Chang Dingfang actually sent such a soldier with such excellent housekeeping skills to receive him.
What’s even worse is that this guy is a patrolman!
He looked at Zhao Weihong deeply.
Xu Feng tried his best to control his tone and spoke as calmly as possible.
"come in."
"Thank you, deputy captain."
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong didn't hesitate and walked straight in with the registration book.
Zhao Weihong moved forward without any hesitation, as if he already had a goal in mind.
soon.
Zhao Weihong stood at the door of Xu Feng's dormitory under the astonished gazes of Xu Feng and others.
He took a look at the piece of tofu on Xu Feng's bed.
Zhao Weihong suddenly laughed.
"Deputy Head."
"Which one do you think is better, your quilt or the one I made yesterday?"
He glared at his correspondent fiercely.
Xu Feng took a deep breath and spoke very unnaturally.
"Yours should be better."
Even if Xu Feng wanted to cheat now, there was nothing he could do.
Zhao Weihong is standing right here!
He would speak against his conscience just to save face.
As a result, Zhao Weihong personally took action to make a "live comparison", and Xu Feng's face was really no longer necessary!
"That's it"
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong's smile grew even brighter.
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Weihong raised his hand and, in front of the stunned gazes of everyone around Xu Feng, directly lifted up Xu Feng's quilt!
"You him?"
The words have not yet fallen.
Zhao Weihong actually walked out of the dormitory without saying a word.
The indignant non-commissioned officers of the 208th Regiment thought that Zhao Weihong was trying to "run away" and hurriedly chased after him.
Zhao Weihong not only did not run away, but turned around and went into another dormitory. After looking around for a few seconds, she raised her hand and overturned a few quilts. Her movements were so quick and decisive!
After doing all this, Zhao Weihong looked towards the door and asked with a faint smile to the stunned Xu Feng.
"Deputy Head."
"It seems that there is still some room for improvement in our style."
"what do you think?"
(End of this chapter)
