Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1337 Welcome Home, Veteran Comrade

"Zhao Xiaonian, car number thirteen!"

"Sun Wukong, car number five!"

"Bull and Horse Army, vehicle number fifteen!"

"Dai Hu, car number four!"

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The division of personnel into units and their work was carried out in an orderly manner.

The new recruits at the training base carried their luggage.

With high hopes and expectations, I concluded my three-month test server experience.

Back when "Soldiers Sortie" was all the rage, Xu Mumu's spirit of never giving up sparked a nationwide recruitment frenzy.

Nowadays, these young people who cherish the dream of joining the army and serving their country are also performing their own "Soldiers Sortie Season 2" from the perspective of the protagonist.

In their subsequent military service, they will experience joy, victory, unity, cooperation, and many other things; and this experience will be unforgettable for everyone.

Unlike other new recruits who were called by name and boarded vehicles to go to their designated companies, Zhao Pengfei's name did not appear on the roster.

The reason is simple: Qiu Guohai knew all too well where this soldier would go, so he removed Zhao Pengfei's name from the list early on.

Let these leaders discuss and fight it out themselves.

In any case, he chose to protect himself and didn't get involved.

"Zhao Pengfei, do you want to stay in the 33rd Combined Arms Brigade, or go to the army?"

Lu Chong, unwilling to give up, asked Zhao Pengfei, hoping that he would take the initiative to choose him.

In this way, even if Wei Shanhe had objections, he couldn't force him to take the person away.

After all, the combined arms brigade was Zhao Pengfei's old unit, and he also had feelings for the Steel Knife Battalion.

His former brothers and comrades-in-arms were all in the brigade, so maybe he really didn't want to develop his career in the military.

Zhao Pengfei was also in a bit of a predicament at this moment, obviously not expecting to be so sought after so soon after his return.

He thought he would start from the deputy company commander of a certain company in the Steel Knife Battalion, but he did not expect that the conditions offered by the two leaders were more and more tempting.

Zhao Pengfei was caught in a dilemma, so he instinctively turned his gaze to Qin Feng, wanting to ask for his opinion.

Wei Shanhe also keenly noticed his little action, laughed and said, "Qin Feng is now the director of the military training department, a division-level officer, and also works in the military headquarters."

"If you're willing to come to the military guard battalion and serve as a deputy battalion commander, you'll also be protecting the safety of the various military units."

"This is no small responsibility; even my life as a division commander is in your hands."

"Especially during exercises, you must stay by the command post at all times to ensure its safety."

Zhao Pengfei naturally knew that it would be better to develop his career in the military, and he could also keep Qin Feng company.

However, he was also a little reluctant to part with the brothers in the brigade; whether it was Ge Zhiyong, Guo Haitao, Li Jiasheng, Qi Meng, or Long Tianye, they had all given him a lot of help and care.

Even during the time when she was seriously injured, the proportion of her fragmented memories was much higher than that of Qin Feng.

Because Qin Feng is currently in a high position, he has too many things to deal with, so I can only visit him when I have free time.

So Zhao Pengfei was in a bit of a predicament, but Qin Feng offered a suggestion.

"It would be better to develop in the military, and you could even get a promotion."

"However, it seems a bit too abrupt to have Zhao Pengfei report for duty right away."

"How about this, give Zhao Pengfei two days to go back to his old unit, have a meal with his old comrades, and say a simple goodbye. That would be more humane."

Wei Shanhe nodded: "That's fine then. I'll head back now, and you can bring him to the military headquarters to report later. As for your injury..."

Qin Feng, leaning on his cane, smiled and said, "It's alright, I'll be able to get rid of the cane in a few days."

"Okay, I'll be going now."

Wei Shanhe was busy with official duties, so he left after finalizing the matter.

His move was relatively prudent, using Zhao Pengfei to retain Qin Feng.

In this way, the two of them can work more steadily and reliably; moreover, Zhao Pengfei is a good soldier, and it is a good thing for the army to be able to return to the army.

As the army commander's car drove away, Lü Chong sighed, feeling powerless to do anything about it.

The arm can't fight the thigh, and I still couldn't get it.

But Qin Feng comforted him, telling him not to overthink it, because no matter who he was under, he would eventually be a soldier in the army.

As long as they are still in the same army group or the same theater, there is essentially no big difference.

Although Lü Chong understood this principle, he was still somewhat unwilling, because their brigade was in dire need of talent at that time.

Whether they are newly assigned recruits or talents transferred from military academies, they all need to go through a period of adjustment and training.

It would take anywhere from three months to a year and a half; but Zhao Pengfei was different—he was a ready-made talent, someone you could use immediately.

"Old squad leader, look how popular you are."

"If we can't put our uniforms back on, it will be a huge loss for the troops."

Qin Feng chuckled and teased, and Zhao Pengfei grinned broadly, laughing heartily.

This gave him a taste of what it's like to be a king of soldiers returning home.

After the conferment ceremony concluded, the attendees prepared to leave.

"Zhou Fujun, Xu Tiancai."

Qin Feng called out to the two of them.

The two men turned around and asked, "Sir, what are your orders?"

Qin Feng: "I want to take Zhao Pengfei back to Steel Knife Camp first. We won't drive anymore; we'll just go with your car."

Zhou Fujun beamed with joy: "No problem!"

Xu Tiancai's mind raced: "Old Zhao, you don't mind being regarded as a hero and role model for the soldiers in the camp, do you?"

Zhao Pengfei hesitated, "I've been lying here for so long, isn't that inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?"

Qin Feng took over the task for him: "You've been lying down for so long, you should move around more and integrate into the group to make it easier to carry out the work next. Besides, you've made so many contributions, you're more than qualified to be a role model."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pengfei immediately agreed.

But on the way back, he was still a little nervous.

It's that kind of inexplicable tension and unease.

I don't know if it's because I've been away for too long and I'm worried that things have changed and the camp is no longer what it used to be.

I'm still worried that many of the soldiers I knew back then have retired or been transferred, and I won't be able to recapture that feeling from back then.

In short, it was a complex feeling of anticipation, tension, and anxiety all mixed together.

As Qin Feng approached the barracks gate, he looked at Zhao Pengfei's slightly stiff and pale face beside him and couldn't help but laugh.

"We've weathered many storms and survived the most difficult times, even narrowly escaping death several times."

"Now that you're home, why are you suddenly so nervous?"

"Relax, nothing has changed, everything is the same as before."

"Ah."

The car arrived at the barracks gate, where a sentry with an unfamiliar face stood guard.

The sentry recognized Battalion Commander Zhou Fujun and Political Instructor Xu Tiancai in the front row, but did not recognize Zhao Pengfei.

This made him somewhat depressed, but the duty officer who ran out of the guard booth recognized him at a glance.

"Company Commander Zhao Pengfei, you...you're discharged from the hospital? You're back?"

"Did you see that?"

Qin Feng patted his hand with a smile: "You have been gone for a long time, but you have never been forgotten."

In the front row, Zhou Fujun and Xu Tiancai turned around together, revealing gentle smiles: "Old soldier, welcome home."