(Yan Shao: It is necessary to explain to the brothers who support Yao Shao, that my computer has a virus, and now it is completely lost. The original document is placed on the desktop, and I don’t know how to support me. I can only wait for my brothers who are proficient in computers to come to support me tonight. There is no way to go to the Internet cafe and make up a chapter for everyone’s original version. I may not be able to update the second day today. Please forgive me, brothers, and thank you again for your support Yao Shao!)

Li Xiangshang is a professional soldier. He faced a group of children who have not yet grown up. His speech was very brief: "I believe that those who can stand in front of me are strictly selected, and are excellent in both physical, willpower and intelligence. I hope that you can study hard in special elite schools and achieve excellent results to repay your parents, and finally become qualified soldiers and serve the motherland! The time is almost done. If everyone has no problems, then say goodbye to their parents and prepare to board the bus!"

"Report, I have a problem!"

Zhan Xiage directly pointed at a fat man in the team who was only 120 cm tall but looked at at least 85 kilograms and shouted: "I really want to know how this fat comrade passed the physical fitness test! I want to know more about why he can be considered an excellent student in both physical, willpower and intelligence!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the little fat man. In fact, in his body, he was mixed with a group of children standing there with a row of javelins. He was indeed very eye-catching. He was stared at by so many people with suspicion. The little fat man who was said to have excellent willpower had his mouth flat and his eyes turned red, and he was about to cry in public. His father hurriedly took a few steps forward, hugged his precious son in his arms, and glared at Zhan Xiage.

"I can explain this!"

Yajie'er glared at Zhan Xiage fiercely and said, "Practitioner Qi Wenlong wants to study with you in a special elite school, but what is slightly different from everyone is that the reason why he can pass the strictest assessment is because he has a high IQ of 182. His biggest strength is that he can use faster speeds than calculators to calculate any number within three digits and add, subtract, multiplication and division operations within three digits. Moreover, Qi Wenlong also has amazing memory. He can remember one hundred English words in twenty minutes and numbers within three digits in thirty seconds. After he enters the school, the courses and contents he learns from everyone, and the contents of his work after graduation will be different from everyone."

"So it's the sixth special force seed player at the national treasure level!"

Zhan Xiage walked to the little fat man named Qi Wenlong, and still saluted with his left hand, and said, "It seems that in less than a few years, I have to stand attentively and salute you when I see you and call you a comrade in charge."

While saying goodbye to his father, Zhan Xiage finally saluted with his right hand, "Goodbye, Comrade General!"

Zhan Xinghua wanted to hug his son, and his two arms were stiff in the air. He watched Zhan Xiage walk into the special elite training school pick-up and drop-off car without looking back. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. Yajieer walked to him and whispered: "As a special recruit, he is not mentally prepared. With his age, he already has independent thoughts and wills, and we have not communicated with him fully. It is normal to have resistance now. After arriving at school, I will find a way to enlighten him. Please rest assured!"

Watching the special elite school car slowly drive out of the provincial military region training ground, Zhan Xinghua took a deep breath and shouted: "Say farewell to our soldiers, salute!"

With a "brush", more than a dozen right hands, which were equally firm and powerful, were tidy and uniformly arranged as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times, and they were hard to beat their military cap.

"I want to thank everyone, thank you for cultivating excellent daughters and sending them to special elite training schools!" Zhan Xinghua turned his head and looked around the dozen people present, saying: "Our children may hate us. We didn't even give them the chance to choose, but chose the most difficult life path for them. Their future is destined to be with happiness and ordinary people! Entering such a force, without promotion and wealth, and not success. There are only one dangerous task after another, but our motherland and our army need a group of soldiers who have received professional education since childhood! Facts have long proved that relying on militia to protect the country is just an unrealistic and perfect theory. If our country wants to adhere to the strategic policy of peaceful rise, we need a group of elite professional soldiers who are highly qualified, absolutely loyal to the Party and the motherland, and able to complete the most difficult tasks!"

"Some Western politicians have long been proud of their prophecy that our Chinese government will fall in the fourth generation, that is, our son's generation. This theory is very close to the saying that our Chinese people are "wealth is not as rich as three generations". Some enemies who subvert the hearts of our Chinese nation are still hiding in the dark, waiting for us to slowly polish our fearless qi and blood, and waiting for the economic wave to smooth out the fighting spirit of our army that will be strong if we encounter strong battles. They expect us to start corrupting from the inside, and they expect that after we get rid of external pressure, internal strife will occur again. They hold the "philosophy" of "one Chinese is a dragon, and three Chinese are a dragon", waiting for the opportunity to subvert us!"

"Yes, I must admit that with the tide of reform and opening up, our army has also been affected. The most proud 'spiritual atomic bomb' founded in the era of our army is gone! Some hillocks are filled with the army, and middle and lower-level officers call each other brothers at the dinner table every day and form a group of people. In the eyes of many people, being a soldier is no longer a dedication, no longer a responsibility, but a springboard and weight for promotion and wealth, or getting rid of poverty. Being a soldier first, then being a squad leader, and then going to a non-commissioned officer school or military academy has become a shortcut for the children of high-ranking officials who have achieved nothing to learn to open up their future careers. Not only does they have subsidies for food, accommodation, but they will also have work assignments after graduation, which has become a reason for some students to choose to become soldiers. Soldiers like this will inevitably have to pay the price of bleeding when facing large-scale wars!"

The playground was quiet, and everyone was listening carefully to the major general in front of him. Zhan Xinghua just talked about several words and expressed the voices and worries of everyone present.

"In the Sino-Vietnam War that broke out in the 1970s, our army had begun to expose this problem. We had confronted countries like Vietnam for ten years! In some unnecessary sacrifices, we can find that our army's weapons and equipment are ready, but our combat effectiveness has begun to decline. I believe that every person with strategic vision will be worried when facing such an issue that cannot be ignored! But... today, I suddenly felt relieved, and I suddenly felt that the 'spiritual atomic bomb' that allowed the Chinese army to dominate the world is still there!"

Zhan Xinghua pointed to the direction where the special car had disappeared and shouted with all his strength: "Today we sent our children into an iron-blooded furnace. They may hate us in the future, but at least we have no regrets and no regrets! Because we are teleporting the spirit of our Chinese army to the next generation! As long as we can pass on the spirit of the Chinese army and pass on the qi and blood of our dragon descendants to the continuous self-improvement, our Chinese nation will always stand proudly at the peak of the world! We can stand up our chests and proudly tell anyone that our fourth generation will not perish, our fifth generation will not perish, and even if we reach the 100th generation and the 100th generation, we will not perish!!!"

The applause suddenly rang out, and more than a dozen pairs of people in the army had different positions, responsibilities, and ages, but they also had a loyal heart to serve the country. They could also see the hands of Chinese soldiers in the distant future, with Zhan Xinghua as the core, and held them tightly together.

They felt each other's no regrets that had been integrated into their blood, and felt the most proud dignity and self-respect of a soldier. Each of their eyes lit up.

A colonel was also a father who had just sent his son on a journey of iron and blood, shouting: "I hope our next generation will one day understand my touching feeling of blood being connected with life and death at this moment, and can find a true like-minded partner on his life path!"

"Yes!" Zhan Xinghua said proudly: "There is a same characteristic in them. This is what our fathers or mothers have passed on to them, and it is also what their living environment is passed on to them!"
Chapter completed!