Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Liu Xinjian immediately understood Lu Guangrong's meaning. He stepped forward and addressed all the new recruits, "Comrades, you should thank Zhao Ruilong. For this, I'm giving you all a big gift, everyone gets one!"

20km cross-country run with a load.

Now, immediately, right now, let's go!

"Yes!" the recruits answered in unison.

Whether they liked it or not, they all picked up the backpacks next to them, shouldered the weights, and quickly ran forward following the instructions.

This whole thing has made everyone aware of Zhao Ruilong.

Zhao Ruilong was stunned. He didn't expect that when he mentioned Zhao Lichun's name, he would not only not receive special treatment, but would also have to do a 20-kilometer cross-country run with a load.

Moreover, it was tantamount to offending all the new recruits.

He panicked instantly. "I won't go! I won't run away! My dad is Zhao Lichun, you can't treat me like this! I want to go home!"

Liu Xinjian frowned and said sternly, "Zhao Ruilong."

Stop talking nonsense!

Once you put on this uniform, you must treat everyone equally.

Obey orders and run immediately, or you will be dealt with according to military discipline!

Qi Tongwei turned his head and urged, "Zhao Ruilong, hurry up and run! Don't dawdle! Don't embarrass us new recruits."

Zhao Ruilong had no choice but to reluctantly pick up his backpack, shoulder the weight, and slowly follow behind the group.

She ran while crying.

He kept complaining in his heart: "I hate Zhao Lichun, I hate Li Dakang, I hate my second sister."

You've all lied to me. I want to go home. I miss my dad. Second sister, please save me...

Qi Tongwei, the taciturn new recruit, Cheng Du, Zhang Qi, Liu Hailong, Guo Fendou, and others rushed to the front of the team.

Lu Guangrong sat in the military vehicle at the head of the column, his eyes occasionally sweeping across the ranks.

After a while, Qi Tongwei and Zhao Guoqiang ran side by side in the lead, their paces being roughly equal.

The degree followed closely behind.

After running about 5 kilometers, Zhao Guoqiang turned his head and glanced at Qi Tongwei. "You're in good shape and run very steadily. Where are you from?"

Qi Tongwei tilted his head slightly, smiled, and said, "I'm from Handong, and my name is Qi Tongwei."

"Qi Tongwei, a good name." Zhao Guoqiang nodded, then looked at Cheng Du beside him, "And you?"

Cheng Du, panting heavily, said with a smile, "I'm also from Handong. I'm with Brother Tongwei."

We are all graduates of Handong University, and we were assigned here to serve in the army together!

"It's quite a coincidence. We're not only alumni, but also comrades-in-arms. What a coincidence!" Zhao Guoqiang smiled. "I'm Zhao Guoqiang from Shandong."

Qi Tongwei was taken aback for a moment, then said, "I thought you were from Beijing because of your strong Beijing accent, but I didn't expect you to be from Shandong."

Zhao Guoqiang admired Qi Tongwei's ability to read people's expressions. "My grandmother was from southern Hunan, my father was born in Shandong Province, and I was born and raised in Kyoto, so I speak with a Beijing accent. But I always consider myself to be from Shandong, and my roots are in Shandong."

Qi Tongwei nodded, pondering to himself.

Zhao Guoqiang's tone was calm, yet it carried an air of composure and confidence.

Moreover, his demeanor and manner of speaking did not resemble those of an ordinary family's child.

Qi Tongwei vaguely guessed that Zhao Guoqiang was definitely not an ordinary person; at the very least, he was the son of a high-ranking official.

He didn't ask any further questions, but simply smiled and said, "Ludong is a great place; the people there are very generous."

"Not bad." Zhao Guoqiang smiled. "You're in good health. Did you grow up in a military compound?"

Qi Tongwei paused for a moment, then shook his head. "No, my parents are farmers. I used to be a student, but I like to exercise, so I'm in pretty good physical condition."

Cheng Du chimed in from the side: "Tong Wei is really something. He's a graduate student in the Department of Political Science and Law at Handong University, and an outstanding graduate. He could have gone to a great company, but he was suppressed and assigned to a judicial office in a remote township."

However, I told Wei Ge that I could still make a name for myself in the army!

Zhao Guoqiang glanced at Qi Tongwei and said, "It's not easy for a graduate student to join the army. It's remarkable that you have this determination. Do a good job. Here, if you have the ability, you will definitely be recognized."

"Thanks for your kind words." Qi Tongwei quickened his pace. "Let's keep going, don't let our comrades behind us overtake us."

Just then, Lu Guangrong, who was in the military vehicle in front, opened the window and shouted to the troops, "Don't talk!"

Everyone, focus on running!

Off-road driving with heavy loads is all about endurance, not just talk!

Anyone who dares to slack off, anyone who deliberately slows down the team, will be fined an extra 10 kilometers!

Everyone immediately shut their mouths and focused on running, and slogans gradually rose up.

As Qi Tongwei ran, he kept glancing at Zhao Guoqiang out of the corner of his eye.

Zhao Guoqiang's steps remained steady, and his breathing was even. Even after running such a long distance, he was not out of breath.

Moreover, his eyes were different, and he had a soldier's aura about him. He didn't seem like a new recruit, but rather like a veteran who had been training for a long time.

Qi Tongwei became even more certain that Zhao Guoqiang was definitely not an ordinary person.

Zhao Guoqiang is from Kyoto.

Based on his age, could his father be Zhao from Kyoto?

The Zhao who joined the army was Zhao Mengsheng.

As far as I can remember, when I was the Director of the Public Security Department of Handong Province, there was a man named Zhao Guoqiang who was a member of the Standing Committee of the Linjiang Provincial Party Committee and the Political Commissar of the Linjiang Military Region.

Yes, that's him, no doubt about it.

Zhao Guoqiang's father is Zhao Mengsheng, his mother is Liu Lan, and his grandmother is Wu Shuang. He has impeccable political and cultural background.

Zhao Guoqiang is a true third-generation descendant of a revolutionary.

Zhao Mengsheng was highly respected in the army.

Wu Shuang, in particular, made many sacrifices for the revolutionary cause.

No wonder Zhao Guoqiang has such a temperament, no wonder he is in such good physical condition.

It turns out that he received a good education and upbringing from a young age.

The wind howled, and sandstorms raged. The figures of the new recruits formed a striking sight on the vast desert.

They ran with all their might, their uniforms soaked with sweat, but it couldn't extinguish the passion in their hearts; the sand and dust hit their faces, but it couldn't erase their beliefs.

Zhang Qi, Liu Hailong, Guo Fendou, Cheng Du, and others followed closely behind Qi Tongwei and Zhao Guoqiang.

Although they were exhausted, they never gave up, constantly chanting slogans and encouraging each other:

"come on!"

"Hang in there! Six kilometers to go!"

"Don't fall behind! We can definitely finish!"

Zhao Ruilong lagged far behind the rest of the group. He was already panting heavily, completely exhausted, and his legs felt like lead, too heavy to lift.

The weight in his backpack felt like a thousand pounds, making it hard for him to breathe.

He ran and cried, his tears mixed with sweat and dust, running down his face, causing both pain and itchiness.

"I can't run anymore, I really can't run anymore... I want to go home, I miss my dad, second sister, please save me... I hate Zhao Lichun, I hate Li Dakang, why did you lie to me...?"

Several times he wanted to stop and give up, but when he saw the whip raised in Liu Xinjian's hand, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

despair.

resentment.

He regretted not resisting Zhao Lichun, regretted believing Li Dakang's words, and regretted coming to this godforsaken place.

All he wants now is to go home, to return to the life of a pampered young master where everything was done for him.

"Three kilometers to go!" Lu Guangrong jumped off the military vehicle. "Hold on! Victory is just ahead! Show me your courage and responsibility, and let me see if you are qualified soldiers!"