Chapter 852 I Want This!

"Brother Huang, I heard that our war zone is about to launch a large-scale recovery operation against the neighboring Yucheng!"

In Meitan County, which is under the jurisdiction of Chongyi City, in a huge military farm surrounded by fences and thorn nets, hundreds of young and strong militiamen wearing old camouflage uniforms are busy planting corn in the turned fields.

They work in pairs with clear division of labor. The person in front digs the hole, while the person behind sprinkles a special gray-black fertilizer while sowing the seeds.

"You just found out about this? I knew about it a long time ago. My eldest aunt's cousin's third uncle's grandson works at our Chongyi Railway Station. A large number of military supplies have been passing through the station for several days!"

"Fuck, brother, why didn't you tell me earlier! This war is good! Only in the war can we have the opportunity to become regular soldiers! Do you think the war zone will recruit soldiers this time? We in Chongyi gathering place have had byes for several rounds, so it's our turn, right?"

After hearing this positive news, the young militiaman who was sowing and fertilizing behind could not contain his excitement.

"Should you have told me earlier? I think your awareness of confidentiality needs to be strengthened. We are all paramilitary personnel now. Aren't we organized to watch warning education films? How dare I spread such things everywhere?" said the older militiaman unhappily.

"But as you mentioned the issue of conscription, I think it is very possible!" As he spoke, the older militiaman kept moving his hands and used a hoe to dig a hole in the ground.

"After all, Yucheng is so big, with so many residential areas and buildings, it should take a lot of troops to clean it up, right?"

"But it may be difficult for us to get our turn. We are the last group of militiamen to come in, and there are 3 people waiting in line ahead of us... But it's hard to say. I remember that 2 people were conscripted before. Now that it's a war zone, it's possible that they can give us more places at once..."

At this point, the two people's chat also attracted the interruptions of several planting teams around them:

"Hey, hey, hey~ Let me tell you a number. We will directly recruit 4 soldiers from our Chongyi gathering place! This way everyone can join the army!"

"It would be great if it were true. My wife and children could receive treatment as military dependents, be assigned jobs, go to school and see a doctor for free..." a militiaman sighed with anticipation on his face.

"Don't even think about it. I had a chance before, but was rejected by our previous deputy mayor, whose surname was Zhou..." The young man said this with a look of regret on his face.

"Fuck, why would they refuse? They are afraid that we won't live a good life. These officials are the first to make things difficult for ordinary people like us. They are indeed meat-eaters!" Some people were indignant, as if they had missed out on hundreds of millions.

"You don't understand this, right? If we all go, then his relatives who went there won't have much value. Those who understand will understand all these things!"

Just as the crowd was about to launch a wave of condemnation, someone spoke out weakly to express his own understanding:

"Uh... I heard it happened a long time ago. The situation was unclear at the time. We can't blame that Deputy Mayor Zhou. He was probably afraid that we would be treated as filler babies..."

"Come on, you're trying to empathize with someone in a higher position? Did they give you a bite when they were enjoying themselves?"

"That's right, do you really think you are the successor of the gathering place?"

"What the fuck are you all doing here? Why aren't you working?!"

Just when everyone was discussing, a loud shout suddenly came from not far away, and then a corporal with a shaved head and wearing a starry sky camouflage training uniform walked over.

"What the hell are you doing? Have you finished today's work? Do you want to practice more in the afternoon? You guys are so slow to do any work, how are you going to fight in the future?!"

The corporal who scolded was named Yang Tong, a grassroots soldier of the 1st Medium Combined Brigade, the only regular army in Chongyi Military Sub-district.

In order to concentrate resources to recapture Yucheng, the Zhongzhou War Zone had already issued a clear order earlier that all garrison troops except those in the Yucheng area should not carry out large-scale military operations unless necessary.

The Chongyi Military Sub-district was naturally included in this order, so after the idle 1st Medium Combined Brigade had nothing to do, it was assigned by the Military Sub-district Commander Shen Yu to the grassroots units of various militia divisions to organize and train.

The militiamen gathered together chatting now are all from the militia platoon led by Corporal Yang Tong.

So when everyone at the scene heard their own training platoon leader get angry, they immediately scattered back to their respective positions, digging the ground with hoes until they almost left afterimages, for fear that the other party would train them in the afternoon.

It's only been a few days, and they've already been frightened by the new training platoon leader Yang Tong. They can't tell whether Yang Tong has more ways of bullying people or the army has more ways of bullying people.

Yesterday at noon when lunch started, some people entered the cafeteria and sat down first, so the entire platoon stood from lunch time until afternoon training.

Just when everyone thought it was over, after the evening roll call they discovered it was just the beginning.

Because they called for emergency assemblies five times in a row, and after the last one, they asked the entire platoon to carry their own travel bags filled with clothes and conduct a 5-kilometer combat physical training around the farm...

After this exercise, it was almost dawn...

This is exactly what Yang Tong said when he met them a few days ago: I don't like to train people, but if I train you once, I will make you collapse...

Therefore, in the hearts of these survivors, Yang Tong has become the well-deserved big devil. When they glance at him, their hearts tremble...

However, just as everyone was working hard, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded from afar:

"Holy shit!! Look what's over there! So many little black dots!!"

"No! It's planes! Lots of planes!! They're flying towards us!"

airplane??

Boom boom boom~~

The next second, a deafening roar instantly tore through the spring clouds...

When the first militiaman straightened his back and looked up at the sky, in Farm C023, the working square composed of thousands of militiamen raised their necks in unison like ears of wheat swept by a sickle.

In the air, twelve dark grey lightning-jagged leading edge flaps were violently tearing at the airflow, and the vector nozzles drew 24 twisted white trails on the azure blue sky.

Following closely behind, 6 sci-fi behemoths with a wingspan of more than 50 meters also flew by at a low altitude, as if flying over the treetops close to the ground!

The militiamen watched the military aircraft formation passing overhead, so close that they could even vaguely see the numbers of each aircraft...

Almost everyone was nailed to the spot by the shocking scene before their eyes, unable to say a word.

It was not until the fleet passed by at low altitude that the militiamen finally came to their senses after seeing the urea bags dancing in the air and hearing the clinking of the old-fashioned kettles on their waists. They sighed from the bottom of their souls:

"Oh my god!!"

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"Is this the air force of our Zhongzhou war zone...so fucking sci-fi..."

"Sir, I want this!!!"

“Get on the road!!!”

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