Chapter 338: Teach the "new recruit" a lesson? [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ]
"Isn't this bad?"
Zhao Weihong had just decided to stay out of the spotlight, and Huang Yong asked him to wear the first-class merit medal and give a speech at the awarding ceremony.
He was even given the task of "rectifying the students' empty talk style"
Zhao Weihong was puzzled.
He just wanted to be an ordinary student and study and train peacefully.
Why is it so difficult?
"What's wrong?"
"Is it discipline that doesn't allow it? Or is it regulations that don't allow it?"
"I heard that you were a patrol officer when you were at the grassroots level."
"Don't you need me to remind you of the regulations of the Internal Affairs Regulations?"
"When soldiers attend important occasions such as awarding titles and medals, they can wear medals and formal attire!"
"Captain, you also said that the regulations stipulate that it is possible, but it does not say that it must be done."
"Haha, you are really weird, kid."
Huang Yong smiled and shook his head, looking at Zhao Weihong with an increasingly subtle look.
"You are said to be mature, but you are such a brat, you can't even hide your sharpness in your heart."
"But if you say you are full of youthful vigor, you try your best to hide away from such an honorable occasion."
"Yes, capable soldiers all have a bit of an independent and peculiar temper."
"Otherwise, why do we say that you are a first-class hero!"
Zhao Weihong's expression was still full of resistance.
Huang Yong didn't want to continue to argue with Zhao Weihong over this issue, so he directly used his trump card!
"Student Zhao Weihong!"
"To!"
"Now let me emphasize this to you on behalf of the principal!"
"Wear the medal to attend the investiture ceremony and give a speech!"
"This is an order, an order given to you personally by the principal!"
have to say.
Yan Wenyuan is worthy of being the president of USTC.
Although he had never dealt with Zhao Weihong before, but with just a simple conversation, Yan Wenyuan was able to take Zhao Weihong's "pulse" and knew very well which way the stubborn Zhao Weihong should be led.
As a soldier, Zhao Weihong has engraved the words "obey orders" into his bones.
Therefore, no matter how much resistance and unwillingness he felt in his heart, Zhao Weihong could only respond firmly.
"Yes!"
I chatted with Huang Yong for a while and walked around the campus of USTC.
Zhao Weihong returned to the dormitory and started physical training with Yang Shaowu and Huang Xuefeng.
Today is the first day of registration, and there are few new students in Zhao Weihong’s dormitory.
After cleaning and packing, there really is nothing left to do if I don’t exercise.
In addition to the new students, there is another group of people who seem particularly busy today.
"Damn, I'm so tired!"
"What exactly is in those schoolgirls' boxes?"
"It doesn't look big, but I almost sprained my waist when I lifted it."
Junior dormitory.
The third-year students who had just been replaced from the reception desk at the door were gathered together, discussing what they had seen and heard today.
"You still have the nerve to say it?"
"Our school doesn't allow us to date, at least not openly."
"Tell me, are you so enthusiastic when you see a school girl?"
You can hear it from the conversation between these two third-year students.
In military academies, students from freshman to senior year are not allowed to fall in love.
For example, in some idol dramas that are disguised as military stories but are actually about love, the hero and heroine are madly in love in the military academy, and the well-known plot is simply impossible to happen in reality.
Just as Huang Yong said.
Although HKUST is a university, it is still a military unit in the final analysis.
Every student who comes here is not only receiving education and learning knowledge, but also serving in the military!
A group of future quasi-officers and quasi-cadres, under the pretext of "pursuing love", hang around the female trainees' dormitories all day long, or appear in pairs on the training ground. This is obviously not the case.
What a bad influence!
This is the difference between military academies and ordinary universities.
Similarly, there is the "Student Union", an organization that is widely present in ordinary universities but does not exist in military academies.
The student district teams and brigades have perfectly replaced the management functions of the Student Union, so there is naturally no need to come up with such a thing.
However, interest clubs such as "Military Band", "Folk Music Band", and even "Chess and Card Club" and "Football Club" still exist in military academies.
Not to mention military academies, these organizations also exist in grassroots units.
After all, this is part of the officers and soldiers' amateur cultural life and is considered the highlight of political construction, so it is of course indispensable.
But this kind of entertainment obviously cannot release the extremely vigorous hormones of these eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys and girls.
It is perfectly normal to want to go up to a pretty and young school girl and show your courtesy to her.
"You still have the nerve to tell me?"
"If the instructor hadn't been hanging around the door, I think you would have wanted to hug the schoolgirl and go to report!"
"Oh? There's such a thing?"
"Why didn't I see that?"
"Hahahaha!"
Amid the sudden laughter that broke out in the dormitory.
Wang Hao pursed his lips and looked worried, which seemed particularly abrupt.
"Haozi, what's wrong?"
"You looked so distracted this afternoon."
"What's going on? Which schoolgirl caused this? Are you lovesick?"
Hearing this, Wang Hao was suddenly shocked. Fearing that his comrades, who had been with him day and night, would notice something, he quickly changed the subject.
"Didn't you stand guard last night? I didn't sleep well and I feel tired." "Don't talk about me."
"The new students in your class should all be here, right?"
"How about it, have you found any youngsters who can have fun?"
I don’t know if it was intentional.
Wang Hao deliberately put emphasis on the three words "have fun".
"I didn't really observe."
"No matter if there is one or not, the fun will come naturally if you practice."
"Look, I've even prepared the whistle for the emergency assembly tonight."
"Keep it for these new recruits and leave them with an unforgettable memory!"
This statement came out.
All the third-year students present also took out the whistles they had prepared long ago, and the expressions on their faces were eager to try, as if they had been looking forward to this day for a long time!
Two years ago.
They had just arrived at the campus of HKUST and were also put through the same hardships by the third-year students at that time.
Feng Shui turns.
Now there is finally an opportunity for new students to feel the pain they went through back then!
With this in mind, many people have begun to think about tonight's emergency assembly. Is it better to pull it eight times or eighteen times?
As for the option of "don't do anything and let the new students spend their first day at school peacefully", it doesn't exist in their minds at all.
Again.
That’s how they got here!
If they don't go back, wouldn't it be a waste for them to have waited until their junior year?
This can be seen from their thinking.
Why do grassroots troops dislike new cadres like them who just graduated from military academies and have not even been promoted?
When Zhao Weihong was in the recruit company, if he wanted to have an emergency assembly, he had to report it to all the higher authorities. No one dared to act rashly without Fang Haoran's approval.
And only after completing the combat readiness education class and learning how to pack backpacks will we begin training for emergency assembly, also known as the "combat readiness mobilization" subject.
However, this group of third-year students were not even prepared to learn how to pack their backpacks, and they insisted on holding an emergency assembly regardless of the consequences.
It seems in their eyes.
Emergency assembly is no longer a very important training subject, but has become a means of tormenting people, demonstrating one's own power and establishing authority.
But in fact, due to the popularity of backpacks, the subject of emergency assembly has become a subject with more symbolic significance than practical significance.
All the combat supplies a soldier needs are usually placed in a backpack. If a situation really arises, he can just put on his clothes, carry the backpack and set off. Why would he need to go through the trouble of packing his backpack?
The reason why this subject is still retained is to prepare for danger in times of peace and to cultivate the combat readiness awareness of new soldiers, so that they know that war may break out at any time and will not be delayed just because they are sleeping.
Unfortunately.
This group of third-year students, who thought they were "veterans", did not realize this.
If they still maintain this style after reaching the grassroots level, they want to rely on means such as emergency assemblies to establish their prestige as new platoon leaders and new cadres.
It is normal that comrades at the grassroots level do not like them.
This is exactly what Huang Yong said, that "military academy students are out of touch with the actual situation at the grassroots level."
Looking at the comrades around him who were eager to try.
Adhering to the principle of "If I die, my fellow Taoists must die too", Wang Hao took out a whistle from his pocket with a calm expression.
"Then let's teach these new recruits a lesson."
"Hoohoo. Boss"
"Stop calling me boss."
Zhao Weihong jumped up from the ground, sweating profusely, holding a towel, wiping the sweat off his body and speaking happily.
"We are all soldiers. Calling us 'boss' sounds inappropriate and will make people think that our dormitory has a bad style."
"Our political commissar said that if a unit wants to stand up, the first thing that should stand up is its style!"
“And if a troop falls, the first thing to fall is its style!”
"Don't think I'm nagging you. This style issue is more important than training!"
"Just call me Wei Hong from now on. It sounds more intimate!"
Maybe it’s because I’ve been a special training instructor for too long.
Unconsciously, Zhao Weihong also picked up the political cadres' habit of speaking in a flowery manner and lecturing on big principles.
"Okay Wei Hong, other people's little training before bedtime is three hundred."
"Why does it become three five hundred when it comes to you?"
"got used to."
"Sweating before going to bed will help you sleep better."
"Why? Do you two feel that the training intensity is a bit too much?"
"No no!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Shaowu and Huang Xuefeng immediately shook their heads like rattles.
They both threatened to follow Zhao Weihong's example in everything.
This is only the first day of the operation. How could they back down at this time?
"That's good, let's continue tomorrow."
"Hurry up and go to the bathroom to take a shower, then come back and get some sleep."
"I don't know what will happen tomorrow."
Dip in cool water and wipe off the sweat on your skin.
Zhao Weihong did not go to bed, but sat at the desk and turned on the desk lamp.
The day after tomorrow is the conferment ceremony.
Zhao Weihong only has one day left, so he has to prepare his speech quickly. He might have to work overtime tonight.
After Yang Shaowu and the other man returned from the bathroom, they saw Zhao Weihong writing and drawing at the desk. They did not dare to disturb him, but tiptoed to the bed to rest with great respect.
The dormitory, no, the entire dormitory building, suddenly fell silent in the night.
I don’t know how long it took.
Zhao Weihong was immersed in his own thoughts and writing furiously when he suddenly heard a rapid whistle coming from outside the door. He had forgotten how long it had been since he last heard it!
“Beep—beep, beep, beep!”
"Emergency gathering!"
(End of this chapter)
