This is a driver's license. The steel stamp on Xiao Chen's two-inch photo posted on the front of the homepage proves its origin with the bulge of rules.

The basic situation about Xiao Chen next to him, as well as the unit Steel Seventh Company, which was clearly written after turning the page, gradually warmed Gao Cheng's originally stern face. When he arrived at the column of Xiao Chen's assessment score, Yishui's full score and excellence made the corners of the company's mouth unconsciously rise several degrees.

"Granted title, level: 86-infantry chariot junior driver."

Junior, it may not be very prominent among the existing tank drivers of the Steel Seventh Company, but Gao Cheng knew that with this notebook, as long as you ensure enough driving time, it is no problem for the intermediate and advanced ones to be in the future.

What Xiao Chen didn't say was that he was a junior, but because he didn't drive enough, he could only get such an assessment.

During the training and assessment, he completed all the subjects that the second-level driver needs to complete and passed the exam. If it weren't for this, Kang Lei wouldn't have looked at the multi-vehicle coordination assessment results and called himself over to transfer him to his post.

"Okay, you boy."

Commander Gao was very satisfied. All the anger he had had ten minutes ago disappeared. Now he just wanted to call Shi Jin and let him see what a real good soldier looked like. Xu Sanduo really wanted him to come back wherever he came from.

Xiao Chen smiled. At this time, he didn't need to be tense, and grinned and showed off at Gaocheng and Hong Xingguo happily:

"Deputy Commander Kang asked our deputy commander to bring me back directly. Deputy Commander Liang of Class 8 probably would have to wait for a day or two, and he would come down with the official notification from the division headquarters. This time his assessment results were also good, and we suddenly had two more chariot drivers."

Of course, Gao Cheng was happy. The effect of two more chariot drivers on improving the combat effectiveness of the company was very obvious.

However, he was not proud of himself. Although his face was happy, he still reminded Xiao Chen:

"Don't be proud of yourself. We are not free of charge even now. If you want to train, you have to coordinate the time. So you have to get the certificate and the infantry training must continue to participate. Do you know?"

The company commander had spoken, how could Xiao Chen say no?

He was as diligent as a chicken pecking rice, and he was almost crying and expressing his inner thoughts:

"Hey, Company Commander, I'm just waiting for you to say this. I'm back to the class now and I'm hungry for a day."

"Get out, Liang Yue is back in a few days, and I will hold a welcome meeting for you two. After all, I will give our seventh company commander the face."

Gao Cheng didn't know that when the division headquarters informed him, he really understood that the saying "Faceful" was not empty words.

Xiao Chen, who had been hungry for most of the day, slipped out of the company commander's office with two bags in his arms, and Gao Cheng's laughter came from behind:

"It's burning butt, running so fast?"

Xiao Chen really wanted to reply that he didn't burn his butt, but he was hungry. But he had already rushed into the dormitory of Class 3 and saw Chengcai throwing a cigarette at Bai Tiejun.

Beside him, he was standing with a bag and a kettle belt crossed on his back, looking at his strange roommate and his familiar fellow villager Xu Sanduo with a smile on his face.

"Oh, what day is this that actually attracted our class assistant to Class 3 to visit?"

Xiao Chen felt like a mirror in his heart, but Chengcai really needed a run. During his absence, Chengcai must have transferred from a sub-machine gunner to a sniper. This time he went to Class 3, he had to brag about it.

"Old Xiao?"

The Baiti Army sitting on the stool used its strength to prove his plastic brotherhood with Gan Xiaoning. When he heard Xiao Chen's voice, he jumped up and almost hit the bed.

A scream instantly made everyone in Class 3 who didn't like Chengcai and so buried their heads in doing their own things all raised their heads and looked at the door. Through Xu Sanduo and Chengcai, they saw Xiao Chen carrying a bedding and a backpack like Xu Sanduo who had just entered the door.

With a thud, everyone in Class 3 got up and smiled and passed by Xu Sanduo and Chengcai. They gave Xiao Chen the bag and the backpack to unload the backpack. The treatment was completely different from that when Xu Sanduo entered the door.

A hint of envy flashed in Chengcai's eyes, but then disappeared.

In Class 7, he was confident that he could get the same treatment.

Xu Sanduo just smiled blindly. He didn't care what the people in Class 3 treated him and Xiao Chen. He was just a little happy to see the familiar people.

"Xu Sanduo, are you?"

Putting down his own things and signaling his comrades to be calm. Xiao Chen looked at Xu Sanduo, who was about to laugh out loud and groaned, and asked in confusion.

"Hey, I transferred to our class for some reason." This was Bai Tiejun's answer. He didn't know the reason, but only knew that the result was this.

Xiao Chen understood, but he wouldn't say it. He just nodded at Xu Sanduo and turned his head to say to other comrades:

"You guys continue. I've been hungry all day long. I'm going to a small restaurant to make up. Are there anyone who welcomes me?"

Everyone in Class 3 was immediately happy: "Get out of your way, you asked us to treat us as soon as the salary was paid, but there was no door."

After saying this, the seven people stood up and picked up their hats, preparing to go to the small restaurant with Xiao Chen to celebrate, and asked Xiao Chen how the result of the training camp was.

"Okay, okay, the squad leader and the squad are not here. What do you think of when you go with me? I'll go there and have some food and come back, and I'll talk about it when the squad leader comes back."

Xiao Chen was really afraid that these people would spend money in vain. When Liang Yue came to the notice from his master, it would be great to hold a gathering in the company.

Another laughter and scolded, Xiao Chen nodded at Xu Sanduo with a smile, and then walked straight out of the dormitory.

Without Xiao Chen, Chengcai seemed to have regained the voice in Class 3. Xu Sanduo was about to ask why he did not mention Xiao Chen when he came to the regiment headquarters last time, but Chengcai had already begun to show off his achievements as a sniper.

"Do you know what I'm shooting now? Eighth Five Snipers."

Gan Xiaoning broke the politely and ran: "Well, the bullets shot by the man were as big as missiles."

"My bullet is different from them."

Chengcai seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of run. In his eyes, Gan Xiaoning's words were more like jealousy than being a run.

That's right, it's just jealousy. He was jealous of becoming a sniper in Class 7, while Gan Xiaoning and the others could only fight the 81st bar. The effective range of 800 meters and 400 meters are two completely different concepts on the battlefield.

At least, Chengcai thinks that's the case.

Gan Xiaoning sneered and said in a somewhat disdainful tone:

"Yes, there is one person in our class who can fight 85 snipers, but unfortunately I went to learn to drive a chariot, otherwise you two can compete."

Chengcai is a little speechless.
Chapter completed!