My Military Career in a Parallel World

Chapter 220: Party, Little New Year, and slaughtering pigs!

Two of the three third-class individual merit awards were shared by Li Gang and the squad leader of the police detective company who ranked first in the group award. Zhao Hongbin unfortunately lost the selection.

It’s not that his year-end assessment results were not good enough, but mainly because Li Gang and the squad leader of the police detective company both won awards in this year’s military district competition, and their overall performance throughout the year was better.

The last third-class individual merit award was still won by someone from the police detective company, and the reason was almost the same.

He won awards in the military district competition and received the title of model of housekeeping issued by the division headquarters. He was also reported in local news and military newspapers for his bravery. In addition, his assessment results were not inferior to those of others. He managed to dethrone Zhao Hongbin, the squad leader of the spearhead squad, and won the last third-class merit award.

Then came the commendation of thirty outstanding soldiers.

The award winners are basically all military ranks above non-commissioned officers.

Please note that this refers to non-commissioned officers and above. Not to mention privates, there is not even a corporal first class.

This is not about dividing the pie.

It is mainly a comprehensive assessment plus the overall performance throughout the year. These two points alone are enough to make this award unavailable to most new soldiers.

There is no way, since those who can come to the reconnaissance company are all elite.

Apart from Jiang Chen, the cheating time traveler, most new recruits are still in the learning stage during this period. How can they possibly compete with these veterans who have been in the army for five, six, seven or eight years?

……

After the award ceremony, it was time for dinner.

Speaking of dinner parties, we have to invite the fat boy Sun Weichen who has been promoted to head chef.

If you ask what food is most suitable for a gathering, hot pot undoubtedly has a place.

It is convenient, fast, saves time and effort, and allows everyone to enjoy the meal.

For this celebratory banquet, Sun Weichen also brought out his best skills, and all kinds of Sichuan-style hot pot ingredients were served on the table.

Especially some ingredients that have been braised, when dipped in spicy soup and coated with sesame oil and mashed garlic, the taste is simply amazing.

This is not the later times, and Shu hotpot has not yet become popular everywhere. This unique way of eating really opens people's eyes.

Battalion Commander Lei Zhenjun even took the unprecedented step of serving everyone a glass of wine, which was an extra benefit of the celebration banquet.

As a 24-hour combat readiness force, both the reconnaissance battalion and the police detective company have a prohibition on alcohol.

Unless I am on vacation or out, it is basically impossible for me to come into contact with alcohol.

Even during the Chinese New Year, it was just like now, with each person given a glass of beer as a token of appreciation. It was basically impossible to drink to one's heart's content.

At the dinner table, the soldiers were joking, bragging and chatting with each other, while at the other side, several company commanders and instructors were talking about the end-of-year duty arrangements.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Ge Hongtao remembered the topic that he had not finished talking about before the award ceremony began, and asked curiously: "Brother Shen, you said before that there might be something happening at the end of the year, what's going on?"

Shen Guofu was stunned, and after a moment's recollection he remembered what Ge Hongtao was talking about.

"Oh, this matter..."

While everyone was holding a celebration banquet here, in the regiment cafeteria on the other side, the regiment commander Zheng Xingguo, the political commissar, and an officer who also held the rank of colonel were sitting together in the regiment headquarters cafeteria, eating and chatting.

"This year's big exercise has been cancelled. The monkeys next door might become restless."

"Haha, they are just a bunch of clowns. Even if they have ten times the courage, they would not dare to come to our territory to make trouble. At most, they would just do some small actions on the border."

"That's true, but we still have to take the necessary precautions..."

What is the exercise?

It not only tests the soldiers' combat effectiveness, but also serves as a deterrent.

It is like launching an intercontinental ballistic missile loaded with a training simulated warhead on the eve of National Day. In addition to its own meaning, it also has another meaning.

National Day is coming soon, everyone? Just behave yourself and don't disturb my holiday!

The same is true for the big exercises at the end of each year.

While training the soldiers, it is also a warning to some people not to make trouble because the New Year is coming!

While showing off one's power and strength, it is also deterring villains.

This year, due to no special circumstances, the large-scale exercises that were supposed to be held at the end of the year were forced to be cancelled. In order to avoid some jumping clowns, we naturally have to prepare some corresponding wording.

There is no need to explain what the two words "Chinese New Year" mean to the Chinese people, and as a border defense force, the 228th Regiment has an obligation to do so.

Thus, a combat readiness patrol plan involving thousands of people and dozens of companies was finalized.

……

January 17th.

The twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month is Little New Year.

Ge Hongtao, who had received orders from his superiors, moved the gala and dinner that was supposed to be held during the Spring Festival to today.

Jiang Chen didn’t know whether the New Year atmosphere was strong in the army, but they were really busy.

The entire reconnaissance camp was busy at this time.

Everywhere, including the training grounds and corners of the large playground, had to be cleaned thoroughly.

Not to mention the dormitory buildings.

Two days ago, Jiang Chen had already started working with the third shift.

Not only do they have to clean, but they also have to take the necessary combat readiness education classes during every festival.

The non-commissioned officers/officers who were originally scheduled to take New Year vacations had their vacations postponed to after the New Year due to combat readiness patrols.

In particular, the four reconnaissance companies, as the backbone of the New Year's combat readiness patrol, are required by their superiors to be on duty unless there are special circumstances.

This resulted in several of our buddies, who had earned the opportunity to go home for the New Year by killing enemies through exercises, almost bursting into tears.

However, these have nothing to do with Jiang Chen.

Apart from normal training every day, they were either cleaning or on the way to clean. Even the fat boy from the kitchen next door came to Jiang Chen to complain, saying that their kitchen was almost busy to death doing cleaning during this period.

However, despite all the complaints, the smile on the fat boy's face did not diminish at all.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the kitchen staff has to receive various New Year goods shipped from the regiment headquarters every day, so he can eat well during this period.

Not only people celebrate the New Year, but the dog squad leader also celebrates the New Year.

According to the dog squad leader's food standards...

Even Jiang Chen has been benefiting from the fat boy a lot during this period.

I thought Xiaonian would be able to relax a little today, but unexpectedly, as soon as the morning training ended, everyone was gathered in the playground.

The soldier in charge of conveying the order also specifically reminded all the "new recruits" to be present.

While speaking, his eyes would occasionally look at Jiang Chen, Lu Xingwang and others.

"Brother Tang, what's going on?" Jiang Chen felt a little nervous when he was stared at, so he could only ask Tang Junjie who was standing beside him.

"You'll know when the time comes." Tang Junjie didn't say it clearly, but just kept playing guessing games. No matter how he asked, he wouldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen had no choice but to give up.

Let's take it one step at a time. Jiang Chen is still very confident in his current strength. I can't say it's absolute, but at least as the deputy monitor, there shouldn't be many things that will leave him helpless.

If it really doesn't work, we still have squad leader Li Gang to support us.

After arriving at the playground and lining up and waiting for a while, Jiang Chen saw the company commander Ge Hongtao walking over with several soldiers.

This is not the key point. The key point is the big fat pig that the soldiers were carrying, which was still struggling and screaming.

"There are two ends of each platoon, and all new recruits who have been in the army for less than three years must participate." After saying something incomprehensible, Ge Hongtao turned and left.

Jiang Chen was still wondering what the company commander meant when he heard the platoon leader Li Cheng in front of him start calling out names.

"Lu Xingwang!"

"To!"

"Jiang Chen!"

"Here!" Jiang Chen responded quickly after coming back to his senses.

He called out a few more names, all of whom were privates first class or soldiers who had just joined the reconnaissance company for less than three years.

After everyone had lined up, Li Cheng waved his hand and two big fat pigs were carried to a wooden rack that had been prepared long ago and secured.

Things have come to this point, how could Jiang Chen not know what to do with these new recruits.

Sure enough, the next second, Li Cheng slowly explained: "This is the old rule of our reconnaissance company. All new recruits must pass this test.

How can you be considered a soldier if you don’t see blood?

However, since we don’t have the conditions right now, we can only let you practice with the animals first.”

After that, Li Cheng ordered loudly: "Everyone listen!"

"Bayonet loaded!"

"Wait, I want to see blood splattered on your faces, do you understand?!"

"I understand!"

"Louder! Haven't you eaten yet?!"

"I understand!!!"

"Okay, let's start once you're ready!" After saying that, Li Cheng made way and pointed at the two big fat pigs behind him that were still struggling and screaming.

Don’t be fooled by everyone’s bragging, but the reality is that 90% of them may not even have killed a chicken, let alone seen blood.

Although Jiang Chen was born in the countryside and had seen many grand scenes of slaughtering pigs and sheep in the village, it was the first time for him to personally help a new bride get into the bridal sedan.

It's almost the same for everyone else. It's better in the countryside, where most people did some sneaky things when they were little.

The word "stealing" here means literally.

For example, when Jiang Chen was a child, he caught chickens raised by villagers and ran to the mountains to roast them, learning how to cook beggar chickens as seen on TV dramas.

There is no such condition in the city.

Not to mention, Li Cheng had just made a very clear request that blood must be splashed on the face in order to pass.

Don't think that killing is an easy thing.

If you have not experienced it yourself, the first time you see blood, even if it is just a pig, the moment the blood sprays on your face and body, the hormone adrenaline in your body will burst out involuntarily.

This is an instinct deeply rooted in human genes.

The reason why new recruits are required to undergo this kind of training is, on the one hand, to stimulate their bloodiness, and on the other hand, to allow soldiers to adapt to and control this instinct and avoid doing anything irrational under the stimulation of adrenaline.

This is not exaggeration, it is the truth.

Adrenaline has many benefits, but it can also make people lose their rationality and affect their brain judgment.

Therefore, it is very necessary to let the new recruits undergo similar training and see blood.

At first, no one thought it was a big deal. It was just killing a pig.

But when they walked to the wooden frame with bayonets raised and looked at the big fat pig that was still struggling and screaming, many people couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and some soldiers' arms holding the bayonets even trembled slightly.

Of course, this does not include Jiang Chen. Before in the dream space, he had experienced something far more horrible than killing a pig.

kill!

Although that person was just a 'dummy' imagined in a dream, the feeling of blood spurting out was extremely real.

The tip of the knife pierced into the neck and cut the carotid artery. Warm blood sprayed on the face, arms, and arms like a fountain. The feeling of my vision being covered with scarlet was real.

It's so true that Jiang Chen still can't forget it.

While others were still hesitating and encouraging themselves in their hearts, Jiang Chen walked calmly to the big fat pig, aimed at the pig's neck, raised his bayonet and stabbed it.

The sharp blade pierced into the pig's neck, and a large amount of blood spurted out. The warm blood collided with the winter air and produced wisps of white smoke.

Ouch~ow~

The screams of the fat pig instantly resounded throughout the playground, and a group of birds that were looking for food in the nearby woods were startled and flew away...

Jiang Chen seemed to have no emotions, and was not affected by the screams in his ears. He just slightly turned sideways to avoid the blood spraying in front of him, then pulled out the bayonet stuck in the pig's neck, stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the blood-stained blade, and then wiped the blood that was still warm on his face...

"Report to the platoon leader, Private Jiang Chen requests to return to the team!"

Looking at Jiang Chen, whose face was calm and blood was still dripping from the barrel of his gun, Li Cheng showed an interested look on his face.

"Have you ever killed a pig before?"

"Report, I haven't killed a pig, but I have killed a sheep!"

"Okay, you passed, return to the team!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Chen really wasn't lying, he had indeed slaughtered a sheep before, although only once, and it had been so long that his memory was a little fuzzy, but he wasn't lying after all.

After watching Jiang Chen complete his mission and leave, and then turning around to look at the fat pig that was still screaming and bleeding from its wounds, everyone else couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

It was fine before Jiang Chen took action just now, but now seeing the blood gushing out like a fountain, coupled with the sharp and piercing screams in their ears, everyone was even more reluctant to take action.

"What are you still standing there for? You don't even dare to kill a pig, and how can we expect you to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy?!" Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Li Cheng couldn't help but said angrily.

After hearing his shout, the others did not dare to delay and took action.

It's just killing pigs, we're not really asking them to stab people with bayonets. As long as they get over the initial psychological discomfort, the follow-up will be much simpler.

However, when the blood sprayed on the face and I felt the touch of the bayonet piercing the flesh, I still felt a little uncomfortable.

Under the stimulation of blood, the adrenaline in the body bursts out involuntarily...

"kill!"

Amidst the shouts and cries of killing, all the soldiers stepped forward, either actively or passively, to complete the training.

"Damn it, you look like a decent guy, but why do you only attack the lower third party?!"

Seeing a new soldier raising his gun to hit the pig's lower body, Li Cheng quickly stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head, cursing: "If you pierce the shit and piss bubble with this knife, how are the others going to eat?!"

All of a sudden, the originally serious playground was filled with bursts of suppressed laughter...