Chapter 125

"report!"

Ganshi Bai suppressed his inner trembling and shouted loudly while standing at Wang Qingrui's door.

"Come in."

Pushing the door open, Wang Qingrui smoked a cigarette and looked out the window.

"Reporting to the regiment commander, there's been an incident in the regiment's publicity department. Secretary Zhang wrote down the 7th Steel Company's first battle at Menglianggu as the 6th Steel Company. Captain Gao led the 7th Steel Company's soldiers into the battle."

Wang Qingrui raised his head. "Nonsense! Who told him to write that? I understand Gao Cheng's temper. He's impulsive but rational. Nothing will happen to him."

Officer Bai's voice was trembling. "That Xu Sanduo has taken action. Officer Zhang is in a serious condition now. The military doctor came and said he's unconscious and has eight broken ribs."

Wang Qingrui stood up immediately. "Tell me what's going on as we go. This isn't Officer Zhang's problem anymore. The fact that he's been injured so badly shows that the soldiers in the Seventh Company are dissatisfied. We need to stabilize their morale."

His expression turned extremely bad, "Xu Sanduo?"

If it was Gao Cheng, he wouldn't take it seriously.

But who is this person? He dared to go to the divisional army and shout in front of several high-ranking officers.

For this reason, several people at the division headquarters were warned and the regiment headquarters was disciplined for a month.

"Go check it out quickly, don't let him make a big fuss. This stubborn donkey, if he gets mad, Gao Cheng may not be able to stop him!"

Officer Bai quickly asked, "Should we let Shi Jin go? He's the squad leader after all."

Wang Qingrui sneered, "With his personality, do you really think a few squad leaders can control him? This Officer Zhang is such a jerk. The 100th Steel Company has lost a third of its troops, but they're % more angry. And this is at the peak of Gao Cheng's efforts to boost the company's morale."

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Outside the propaganda room of the regiment headquarters.

Feng Yuxiu stood quietly, surrounded by people.

"Third Master, please don't move again. Officer Zhang has already had enough of his anger. Everything is up to the company commander. Don't be impulsive."

Bai Tiejun held Feng Yuxiu's right hand tightly with both hands, fearing that he would kick again.

On the ground, Li Meng sat slumped with a pale face.

He finally remembered the fear of that night. Feng Yuxiu knocked him, Lao Wei, and Xue Lin down in one second.

This is a lunatic!
What's more, there is no comradeship between them and Feng Yuxiu.

This time the blow was even more ruthless, as the only person who had any influence on him, Lao Ma, also retired from the army.

This gentleman now has the support of the company commander.

He looked cautiously at the entrance of the regiment.

Secretary Zhang was lying straight on the ground. Military doctors on both sides were giving him oxygen pumps. Several medical staff carefully lifted Secretary Zhang onto a stretcher.

Gao Cheng stared at the door, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't get angry and remained calm.

As Wang Qingrui said, Gao Cheng is impulsive and rational.

This is due to his upbringing. He has the temper of an ordinary soldier, but also the absolute sensibility and rationality that comes from his family education.

"Hurry, go to the hospital! The ribs are broken and stuck in the heart and lungs. Hurry!"

The military doctor's car rushed out of the regiment headquarters frantically.

Everyone watched this scene in silence.

They understood that they were really in trouble this time.

It's a big deal!
Feng Yuxiu's kick pushed Secretary Zhang to the brink of death.

He'll be court-martialed!

They were all confused and shocked.

Why can one person's kick send another person to the brink of death?
With eight broken ribs, does a person really have that much strength?

Feng Yuxiu stared at Gao Cheng with cold eyes.

He was wondering whether the company commander would send him to court-martial.

Then, the scene of that day emerged in his mind.

"The wall is very low, and I can get out with just a small jump."

"The commander is here!" someone shouted.

Wang Qingrui walked over aggressively.

Gao Cheng suddenly blocked the leader's way forward.

The two men stared at each other, neither giving in.

Before Gao Cheng could say anything, Staff Officer Huang behind him spoke first: "Report to the regiment commander, there was a typo in our regimental report, and the company is here to complain! The regimental report said that the first battle of Menglianggu was won by the Sixth Company..."

Bai Ganshi had made it clear before Wang Qingrui came.

He turned around and looked at Li Meng, who was paralyzed on the ground in fear. "Who wrote it?"

Li Meng stammered, "Yes... Secretary Zhang asked me to write this. He said the Seventh Company was already obsolete, and that recycling it would be a good way to give the regimental newspaper a headline."

Wang Qingrui stretched out his hand, and Staff Officer Huang behind him respectfully placed the newspaper in his hand.

He lowered his head and looked carefully, then turned around and looked at Feng Yuxiu in the crowd.

Within two seconds, Gao Cheng blocked Wang Qingrui's sight again.

His eyes were persistent yet calm.

Everyone understood what he meant.

Even if the team leader came, Gao Cheng would protect Feng Yuxiu at all costs.

Death guarantee!

"If anyone wants to blame someone, I will find my father and my grandfather. Nothing can happen to him. He is my soldier. My soldier stood up for my Seventh Company. I will take responsibility! I will take responsibility for everything! I, Gao Cheng, can handle it!" Gao Cheng's words made Wang Qingrui's lips tremble.

"Dead burden!"

"Not really. It was just an impulsive act. It doesn't have to be that serious." Wang Qingrui turned and looked at Li Meng. "I think Grassland Class 5 is more suitable for you."

Li Meng's face turned completely pale.

"If I were you, reporting for discharge would be a respectable outcome."

After these two sentences, Li Meng trembled in despair. He no longer had any chance in the army.

"Damn Secretary Zhang!"

Li Meng closed her eyes. It was such a simple matter for the team leader to write a name on the list.

Just a private first class.

"As for Director Zhang... Staff Officer Huang, go to the hospital and check on him. If he's dead... I'll file a report."

To insult a glorious and great company is to insult the entire 702nd Regiment.

"Xu Sanduo's words...get out of here!" Wang Qingrui slapped Gao Cheng aside.

His eyes fell on Feng Yuxiu, "Xu Sanduo."

The crowd dispersed, and Feng Yuzheng walked in front of Wang Qingrui.

"This will be very troublesome. You will definitely lose your second-class merit. I will handle the rest." "Do you have any objections to this?"

When Wang Qingrui said the second sentence, he raised his head and looked at the soldiers of the entire Seventh Company.

Gao Cheng turned and left.

"All squads, march in step!" The platoon leaders ordered their troops to leave in an orderly manner.

Feng Yuxiu still stood there waiting.

Wang Qingrui stared at him. "There's a place that suits you well, but I've also fallen in love with you now. I know where you should be."

After saying this, Wang Qingrui turned and left.

The murderous aura and violent energy on Feng Yuxiu were too strong.

It is usually well hidden, but once it breaks out, it will cause death or injury.

Since joining the army, a gangster has died and a group of officers have been injured.

It must take a long time to settle down.

Therefore, Wang Qingrui has decided on Feng Yuxiu's fate, and he needs to calm down his inner turmoil.

Otherwise, this kind of personality will put you at a disadvantage in the army in the future.

The most perfect character is the one that can bend and stretch. Feng Yuxiu never gives in, in one word.

Dry!
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The second batch of layoffs was announced a week ago.

The number of soldiers in the 7th Steel Company has now been reduced to half of its original number. They are like a candle swaying in the wind, tottering in the whirlpool of fate, and living with the fear of being extinguished at any time every second.

As night fell and the soldiers dragged their exhausted bodies into a deep sleep, the ruthless layoff list lurking in the darkness was like a sword of Damocles hanging high in the sky, or a heavy hammer that could shatter people's hearts. At dawn, it mercilessly smashed some brothers out of the warm embrace of the 7th Steel Company, cruelly and decisively.

The number of people being eliminated continued to increase like a tide, and the speed at which the 7th Steel Company collapsed was as fast as a raging flood that broke through a dam. The momentum was fierce and unstoppable. With every passing second, this once glorious group was one step closer to disintegration.

Gao Cheng stood on the playground, looking at the sparsely populated company whose numbers had been halved. The rage in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano. The anger and unwillingness intertwined together, burning his chest.

At this moment, Gao Cheng was like a trapped beast in a small cage, with anger burning in his eyes, but helplessness bound his limbs tightly.

Looking at the small team, he was extremely anxious and personally stepped forward to instruct the trainee Bingma Xiaoshuai on the formation posture.

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, filled with anxiety and unwillingness, and he roared at the top of his lungs, "Stand tall! Hold your head high! Even if it's a bullet coming towards you, you have to hold your chest high and your head held high to take it!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly punched Ma Xiaoshuai's eyes twice. The wind was whistling, and his fists, filled with anger and impatience, passed by like a meteor. Just when they were about to touch Ma Xiaoshuai's eyebrows, they were abruptly retracted.

Ma Xiaoshuai did not disappoint his expectations. His determined eyes seemed to be burning with an eternal flame that could penetrate all difficulties and fears in the world.

Facing Gao Cheng's fierce fist, he didn't even blink, like a towering statue, standing still. That was the pride and tenacity of the soldiers of the 7th Steel Company.

Gao Cheng stepped back with satisfaction, a barely perceptible glint of relief flashing across his eyes. Then, he shouted again, "Feng Yuxiu, Wu Liuyi, hold the flags and step out!"

Today, the long-standing, sacred and solemn recruit ceremony of the 7th Steel Company will be held for the new student Bingma Xiaoshuai.

Although the number of people in the 7th Steel Company is constantly decreasing, the spirit of the 7th Steel Company, which symbolizes the soul of steel will and unyielding faith, must not be lost in the slightest. It must stand forever in the hearts of every soldier of the 7th Steel Company like the Great Wall of Steel, and never collapse.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, how many people are there in the 7th Steel Company?" Squad leader Feng Yuxiu's voice was loud and clear, resounding like a huge bell. There was unquestionable majesty and solemnity in his voice, as if awakening the dormant glory of the 7th Steel Company.

"The 7th Steel Company has a history of 53 years! In these 53 years, a total of 5,000 people have become members of the 7th Steel Company!" Ma Xiaoshuai's answer was firm and full of pride. His voice echoed for a long time over the empty playground, as if it was a tribute and inheritance to the glorious history of the 7th Steel Company.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, how many soldiers are you in the 7th Steel Company?"

"I am the 5,000th soldier of the 7th Steel Company! I am proud of myself! Proud of the 4,999 people before me!" Ma Xiaoshuai held his chest high, his eyes flashing with a firm and fiery light, which was like a star, illuminating the way forward for the 7th Steel Company.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, do you still remember the veterans of the Seventh Steel Company who sacrificed their lives for the country?"

"I remember the 1,104 veterans of the 7th Steel Company who sacrificed their lives for the country!" His voice was filled with solemnity and sadness, as if the voices and smiles of those veterans were right in front of him, and their heroic deeds were like monuments, forever engraved in his heart.

At this solemn moment, the sound of a three-wheeled motorcycle's engine, like a cold sharp blade, instantly interrupted the ongoing solemn ceremony.

The instructor of the Red Third Company came rushing over on a motorcycle at lightning speed, as if he wanted to grab the last bit of warm memories in the time of the Steel Seventh Company that was about to disappear.

Sitting on the motorcycle was Chengcai, with a pile of luggage next to him. The mountain of luggage was like a heavy shackle on his journey to a distant place, and it was also a clear sign that he was about to leave the 7th Steel Company.

This is another person who is about to leave. He will be sent to the fifth shift in the desert to guard the oil pipeline.

Before leaving, he suddenly felt an overwhelming longing in his heart, which was as strong as a tide and overwhelmed him.

He recalled the countless days and nights he had spent in the 7th Steel Company, those years of laughter and sweat, and those days of fighting side by side with his comrades. So, before setting off, he resolutely decided to come and take another look, to take another look at this place that gave him countless memories and growth. Even just one look was enough to comfort his soul that was about to go on a long journey.

As the sound of the motor stopped, the playground returned to a brief and depressing silence.

He Hongtao, the instructor of the Red Third Company, seemed to have fled with Chengcai.

Those gazes were cold and murderous, and he couldn't bear the solemn ceremony.

This is the solemnity and dignity of the Seventh Company, which is about to be disbanded.

This is their ceremony!
Outsiders would feel something stuck in their throat just by looking at it, their heart and lungs assaulted by rich and intense emotions.

Tears streaming down my face!

The question-and-answer session between Feng Yuxiu and Ma Xiaoshuai continued. Feng Yuxiu's voice rang out again, carrying an irresistible force, as if it were the call of fate: "Ma Xiaoshuai, when the battle ends, do you have the courage to carry this company flag?"

"I am the 5,000th soldier of the 7th Steel Company! I have the courage to carry this flag! But I have more courage to be the first to die in battle!" Ma Xiaoshuai's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire playground. That voice was full of infinite loyalty to the 7th Steel Company and supreme responsibility for the mission, as if declaring to the world that the spirit of the 7th Steel Company will never disappear in him.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, do you have the courage to sacrifice for your comrades?"

"They are my brothers. I will die for my brothers." Ma Xiaoshuai answered without hesitation, his tone full of firmness and determination. His resolute expression seemed as if he was ready to go through fire and water for his comrades at any time, because in his heart, his comrades were his family and the most important existence in his life.

Gao Cheng's team stood like solidified sculptures, motionless. The fluttering flags seemed like the unyielding cry of the 7th Steel Company, the belief they held on to in this precarious situation.

Wu Liuyi continued their ceremony, his voice passionate and filled with tragic pride: "Ma Xiaoshuai, no matter who he is, whether he is a general or a private, as long as he was once a member of the 7th Steel Company, you have the right to ask him to remember the ancestors of the 7th Steel Company!"

"I will ask him to remember the seniors of the Seventh Steel Company, and I will also remember every word I said today."

Ma Xiaoshuai's eyes revealed an unshakable belief, as if these words had been deeply imprinted in his soul and become his lifelong belief and pursuit.

"Ma Xiaoshuai, recite this melody-less company song with us now. All the veterans who could sing it have died, leaving only the soldiers of the 7th Steel Company reciting the lyrics here. But I hope..."

There was a hint of tragedy in Wu Liuyi's voice, as if he was telling the turbulent and sacrifice-filled history of the 7th Steel Company. That history was like a heavy scroll, slowly unfolding before their eyes.

Feng Yuxiu immediately took over his words, his voice high and loud, with a sense of heroic pride: "But I hope you can hear the songs roaring from five thousand throats!"

Then, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company began to roar out the lyrics of their song without music. Their voices were like a surging torrent, carrying endless power and passion, as if they were going to break through the oppressive sky and announce the existence of the Seventh Steel Company to the world.

“A thunderbolt, a sword, a group of tigers, seven companies of steel;

A man of steel with an iron will, he defends the country and his homeland with iron blood.

The sound of killing scares the enemy's courage, and his reputation for victory in every battle is legendary.

The attack must be conquered, the defense must be strong, and we must step on the enemy's bones and sing triumphantly.

kill! ! ! "

Those roars seemed to break through the sky, announcing to the world the existence of the 7th Steel Company, their passion and loyalty, and their spirit that will be passed on forever and never fade away.

Roar!
A mutilated dragon struggled to raise its front legs, raised its head and roared, shouting to the sky.

Perseverance!

Gao Cheng turned his back to his company, and this iron man was shaking with tears!
So, the third list came out!
It’s also the last batch!
The Seventh Company was completely disbanded.

The broken dragon whimpered and instantly collapsed and fell into eternal sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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