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In contrast to the meticulous Director Lin, the company commanders were all on high alert!

"I'm telling you! The military commander has arrived and is currently inspecting the camp. He may come to our company at any time."

"Time is short, so I'll just briefly explain a few points."

"This assessment is different from any other!"

"Even for me, this is the first time I've experienced such a high-level assessment!"

"Similarly, this will also be an extremely rigorous assessment."

"I hope that no matter what subject we are assigned, we can perform normally and go all out, so that the military leaders can see the spirit and morale of our Second Company!"

After witnessing what happened at the camp gate, Hu Yiming immediately realized that this assessment was extraordinary!
This even reminded him of the "major reform" that had just ended.

Before the restructuring, the 446th Regiment also underwent an internal assessment by the group army.

That assessment involved countless people—who would stay and who would leave!
What will this extremely high-level assessment involve?
Thinking of this, Hu Yiming's heart tightened, and he dared not think any further.

The rain is coming from the wind!
At this moment, Hu Yiming had given up the last shred of hope in his heart.

He then placed all his hopes on the group of soldiers in front of him, whom he was so proud of.

Despite Hu Yiming's recent ordeal at the hands of Zhao Weihong, there's no reason to be fooled.

But it is undeniable that this was true both before and after Zhao Weihong appeared.

He was a qualified, no, an outstanding commander!
For many people, including Hu Yiming.

This assessment, with Wang Chuan observing, was no longer a simple evaluation of a year's military and political work.

Rather, it is almost a summary of their entire military career, and the results of the assessment can even change their future lives!
The assessment, personally led by the deputy commander of the military district, must have been of an exceptionally high standard.
To be honest, despite Hu Yiming's loud pronouncements, he is very confident in the quality of his soldiers.

But as time ticked by, Hu Yiming felt increasingly empty and uncertain.

However, when Hu Yiming looked at the calm and confident figure standing in a row of command positions...

The initial panic, confusion, and tension that had just arisen in Hu Yiming's heart vanished instantly because of Zhao Weihong's calm and composed demeanor!

Yeah! What do I have to be afraid of?

How could you forget about this living father?
It's just a simple assessment!

Instead of worrying about those fierce examiners, we should ask them if they are afraid of our Red Second Company's living father!
In the darkness!

Hu Yiming had a premonition.

Zhao Weihong, who joined forces with Guan Jiwu, turned the entire 446th Regiment into chaos.

He is about to extend his ruthless "poisonous hand" to that group of arrogant examiners!

Thinking of this, Hu Yiming suddenly felt a sense of urgency, as if he loved watching the excitement and couldn't wait for the lottery ceremony to begin!
Director Lin seemed to hear Hu Yiming's inner thoughts.

Hu Yiming had just finished giving his instructions when he saw the duty officer of his company rushing out of the dormitory.

"Company commander, orders from regimental headquarters."

"Company commanders shall immediately proceed to the obstacle course to participate in the lottery ceremony."

Hear the words.

Hu Yiming didn't rush to set off immediately, nor did he show any signs of panic or apprehension.

Instead, he looked once more at the restless soldiers in front of him, and let out a final roar at the top of his lungs!

"Comrades! Do you have confidence?"

His response was a roar of equal intensity, perfectly synchronized and powerful!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Alright! Each class, take them back!"

"Old Zhao, come with me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong, who was originally preparing to lead the row back for a reprimand, paused slightly, then looked at Hu Yiming, who was full of expectation, and said hesitantly.

"Company commander, the regimental commander wants the commanding officer to participate in the lottery ceremony."

"I'm just an intern. Should I not go?"

Zhao Weihong really didn't want to go.

Normally, this applies to the "own people" in the 446th Regiment and even the 149th Division.

Zhao Weihong never cared about so-called positions and ranks, nor did she have any unnecessary concerns about them.

But now, a group of aggressive and uninvited guests have arrived at the 446th Regiment.

Zhao Weihong, still wearing the rank of cadet on his shoulder, stood out conspicuously among a group of lieutenants, field officers, and even generals with stars adorning their shoulders!
But Hu Yiming's attitude was very firm.

Before Zhao Weihong could finish speaking, Hu Yiming waved his hand domineeringly and said decisively.

"What's with all this talk about superiors! We don't have all those formalities!"

"Besides, Lao Zhao, how long have you been busy preparing for the year-end assessment?"

"Are you willing to not participate in the lottery ceremony now?"

Seeing that Zhao Weihong seemed somewhat interested, Hu Yiming immediately seized the opportunity.

"It just so happens that the instructor is not feeling well, and it wouldn't be right for me to go alone."

"Old Zhao, hurry up and leave. You've seen how difficult those examiners are."

"If we arrive late, they might say something else, which is incredibly annoying!"

Instructor, are you feeling unwell?
Shouldn't it?

Wasn't he lively and energetic this morning?

Before Zhao Weihong could think further, Hu Yiming grabbed her arm and half-dragged her towards the obstacle course.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you."

"Let go of my hand immediately! So many high-ranking officers are here at the camp. What would it look like if they saw this!"

Reminded by Zhao Weihong, Hu Yiming, who had been somewhat carried away by his pride, suddenly remembered his own name. He immediately let go of Zhao Weihong's arm as if he had been electrocuted, and did not forget to look around nervously.

It wasn't until they confirmed that Wang Chuan's imposing figure was not nearby that they finally realized he wasn't.

Hu Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and then obediently came to Zhao Weihong's side, forming a "two-person team" formation.

As soon as Zhao Weihong stepped out of the camp gate, he saw that the other company commanders were also rushing to the obstacle course, just like him and Hu Yiming.

Not only that.

This group of arrogant people, who were usually so domineering and looked down on everyone except the leaders of the regiment, all put away their usual arrogance. Their marching was even more perfect than Zhao Weihong's, and they didn't even dare to speak when they saw familiar colleagues. They only dared to nod slightly as a greeting.

It should be noted that even when Guan Jiwu first arrived at the 446th Regiment to live and work in the company, the company commanders did not adopt this "trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice" attitude.

All I can say is that the name "Wang Chuan" brought them an overwhelming sense of oppression, like mice seeing a cat, each one more panicked than the last.

Coincidentally.

The officers have just arrived near the obstacle course.

Then they saw Wang Chuan, still surrounded by the crowd.

At this moment, Wang Chuan was frowning, staring intently at the weathered obstacle course beside him.

"Does your unit have any other obstacle course training areas?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengxu subconsciously raised his head and met the gaze of Guan Jiwu, who was turning to look at him.

Upon seeing this, Wu Fengxu immediately shuddered and hurriedly replied.

"Sir, there are small obstacle courses in the garrisons of several companies."

"As for this slightly larger one, there's only one left."

After hearing Wu Fengxu's account, Wang Chuan's eyebrows furrowed, forming a very obvious "川" (Chuan) character. "It's a regimental-level garrison, after all, and a main force regiment at that."

"Why are there only a few obstacle courses?"

"Speak up, how much money can you make by adding a running track? You can't even afford that?"

At this point, Wang Chuan turned his gaze to Guan Jiwu, who had been scolded the whole way.

It's quite pitiful, really.

During his recent inspection of the canteen, farm, garage, and other areas, Wang Chuan expressed great appreciation for the 446th Regiment, praising it highly!
But whenever Wang Chuan finished praising the 446th Regiment, he would always make a few sarcastic remarks about Guan Jiwu.

How long did Wang Chuan's inspection last?

Guan Jiwu endured the insults for so long without daring to retaliate; he was a complete doormat.
Guan Jiwu, who had been enduring humiliation the whole way, surprisingly straightened his back and explained with great bravado after hearing Wang Chuan's question.

"Reporting, sir! We have no money!"

"But we've already prepared the relevant maintenance and construction plans!"

"We're ready anytime, as long as the funding is available."

"Alright, stop complaining about being poor to me."

Wang Chuan rolled his eyes at Guan Jiwu, remained silent for a moment, and then, unusually, used a tone that could be described as "gentle" when speaking to Guan Jiwu.

"Where is the plan? Bring it to me once it's compiled."

This statement came out.

Even Guan Jiwu, who rarely showed his emotions, revealed a shocked expression.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"Our military district has finally made some money?"

"Bullshit!"

We're so poor we can barely make ends meet!

"Other military districts can get supplies from the navy, but we don't even have a lake of any significant size here, let alone a navy!"

Wang Chuan became particularly irritable when the topic of financial issues came up.

And it was different from his irritability when he mocked Wang Chuan.

At this moment, Wang Chuan felt less anger at their lack of ambition and more sighs of helplessness.

Among the seven existing military regions of Yan Kingdom.

The area of ​​the Bashu military region is one of the largest.

In terms of financial wealth, the Bashu Military Region is also one of the top.

It's just the reverse.
Since the reform was completed.

Among all branches of the armed forces, the navy, which was once at the bottom, has the strongest development momentum.

Not only has it begun attempting to build its first aircraft carrier, but the Type 052C destroyer and Type 054A frigate, which once made countless military enthusiasts doubt their very existence, have also begun large-scale production like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.

To address the talent shortage, the Navy has raised its compensation to the highest level among all branches of the armed forces!

Although the Air Force offers high salaries, it's only the pilots who receive them; the ground crew actually receive the same treatment as the Army.

But the navy's salaries are generally high, making the army drool with envy!
The sailing allowance for an ordinary conscript on a single voyage can be equivalent to several months' or even a year's salary for an army sergeant!

Because of this lavish spending, many people set their sights on joining the navy.

Stop thinking about how good you are and how you can live a life of luxury, and take a look at those poor, struggling army brothers!
I'll lend you some money and pay you back in a couple of years when I'm financially better off!

It's quite a sad story.

The navy casually peeked out a bit of funding through their fingers.

That would be enough to solve the urgent needs of countless army units in the same military region!
The windows can be repaired. The barracks can be fixed. And the toilets in the dormitories are finally no longer just for show.
However, none of this had anything to do with Wang Chuan.

Because the Sichuan-Chongqing military region doesn't have a navy at all!
In terms of benefits that can be negotiated within the army, the Bashu Military Region cannot compare with those military regions located in the north that possess numerous heavily armed troops.

With these two factors combined, the financial situation of the Bashu Military Region can be described as "heartbreaking to hear and saddening to see," with every penny being stretched to its limit.

Guan Jiwu, who had seemed somewhat excited just a moment ago, immediately showed a bored expression after hearing Wang Chuan's reply.

"No money. If you have no money, what kind of solution do you want from me?"

"Wasn't that just to make us laugh?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuan's temples throbbed violently. Without saying a word, he charged at Guan Jiwu with a fierce punch!

"Snapped!"

"You think I'm like you?"

Wang Chuan glared at Guan Jiwu with annoyance, then looked again at the 446th Regiment's particularly dilapidated obstacle course and sighed as if in a daze.

"Since we're here, we can't leave empty-handed; we need to resolve some issues."

"I don't want to be criticized behind my back by the soldiers at the grassroots level after I leave!"

Wang Chuan's voice wasn't very loud.

But Guan Jiwu, who was standing right next to him, could hear it clearly.

Upon hearing this, the burly man remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising his hand and giving Wang Chuan a perfectly standard military salute!

"Sir, I'll take your place."

"Alright, swallow all your nonsense."

"Besides, I haven't agreed to approve the money yet."

"If I'm not satisfied with your performance in the assessment, I'll be lucky if I don't deduct your pay!"

After saying that, Wang Chuan waved his hand and looked at the company commanders who were already standing in a row in front of Director Lin.

"Let's go check out the lottery."

"Yes!"

Then look at Zhao Weihong, who is standing in the queue, staring intently at the cardboard box next to Director Lin, which is covered with a layer of red paper.

The lottery system is actually quite simple.

For each project, a lottery will be held to determine the participating units. Only one company will be selected to participate in each project.

This means that each company has an equal probability of being selected for a single item.

It is even possible that in the extreme case that all projects are participated in by the same company.

Under the witness of Zhao Weihong and others, Director Lin swiftly began the lottery ceremony.

Each time a project was announced, Director Lin would take out a ping-pong ball with a number written on it from a box and show it to everyone present.

In a blink of an eye.

Most of the assessment items have already been selected.

But Zhao Weihong never heard the name "Red Second Company".

"A five-kilometer armed march through the mountains!"

After a brief pause, Director Lin looked at the ping-pong ball he had just taken out of his hand and fell into a sudden silence.

When he looked up again, it was perhaps a coincidence.

He happened to meet the gaze of Zhao Weihong, whose eyes were fixed intently on him.

"First Battalion, Second Company!"

(End of this chapter)