On the podium, Qin Feng strode forward with determined, steady steps.
After standing at attention, Qin Feng first saluted He Zhijun, then turned and saluted all the members of the Iron Fist Regiment.
Clap, clap, clap…
The applause from the audience continued unabated, deafening. He Chenguang and the others led the charge, clapping incessantly.
At this moment, Gao Shiwei walked onto the stage and personally presented the award to Qin Feng.
At this moment, no one was jealous of Qin Feng. Everyone’s heart was filled only with awe.
Because everyone had clearly seen this exercise. Without Qin Feng, they would absolutely not have won, and might even have been eliminated right at the start.
Even if they weren’t eliminated at the beginning, there were several surprise attacks later that were all repelled by Qin Feng alone.
In short, without Qin Feng, their Iron Fist Regiment would probably have received the order for restructuring by now.
So, the honor here belonged to Qin Feng, and they were proud to have such a comrade.
On the awards stage, Gao Shiwei extended his hand and clasped Qin Feng’s firmly. He looked Qin Feng up and down for a long while before saying with emotion, "Comrade Qin Feng, congratulations. You are the pride of our Southeast Military Region."
Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled slightly and uttered that particularly cliché yet extremely sincere phrase.
"Serve the people!"
"Well done!"
Gao Shiwei picked up the medal and pinned it directly onto Qin Feng's chest. Then, he personally removed Qin Feng's lieutenant's rank and replaced it with the new rank, captain.
After completing this series of actions, Gao Shiwei also turned and directly stepped down from the awards platform.
He Zhijun, standing nearby, did not let the excitement of the event die down. He loudly announced, "Next, let Qin Feng say a few words to everyone."
Many people in the audience were very supportive, and warm applause erupted once more.
Seeing this, Qin Feng did not refuse. He walked directly to the microphone, looked at the nearly a thousand people below, and without any trace of timidity, said, "Our lives belong to the country and the people. We must use our lives and blood to defend our territory… Serve the people!"
After speaking, Qin Feng saluted the entire assembly, saluted He Zhijun, and then turned to leave the awards platform.
After hearing Qin Feng's words, the applause from the crowd rang out again, even more enthusiastic than the previous two rounds.
It wasn't because Qin Feng had spoken any profound道理 (principles/truths), but rather because what Qin Feng said was simple, so simple that it only took three sentences.
However, these three sentences represented the meaning of existence for all who were willing to join the army. These three sentences explained it thoroughly.
Every soldier of Yan Country belongs to the country and the people. When they put on their uniforms, it means they have unconditionally dedicated their youth and lives to the country and its people.
As long as the country is in danger, they will always stand in front of the country and the people, remember, at any time.
Even for those veterans who have retired, if the country is at war, they will answer the call and win the battle.
It can be said that perhaps no country’s soldiers in the world are as foolish as Yan Country’s soldiers!
But, so what? They are soldiers of Yan Country, a group of soldiers who exist for the sake of everything the people have.
At this moment, the applause resounded through the Iron Fist Regiment, and it continued for a long time.
Subsequently, He Zhijun also presented awards to He Chenguang and the others. The Iron Fist Regiment naturally did not miss out, receiving a collective second-class merit.
Thus, the entire awards ceremony was officially concluded, and everyone was very happy.
No!
There was one person who was not happy, and even deeply regretted it.
Who was it?
It was Kang Lei.
Seeing that Qin Feng and the others were getting better and better, and their future paths were becoming brighter and brighter, he regretted why he had drunk that day and why he had so readily given them away.
As a result, every time he thought back to it, he wished he could slap himself twice.
If possible, he even wanted to go back to the time when he was drinking, beat himself up fiercely, and then ask himself, what were you thinking, why were you so thoughtless!
Even if he couldn't keep Qin Feng in the end, why did he let He Chenguang and the others go so easily?
Look at them now, which of them has poor performance? He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu have all been promoted to senior privates, and their performance during the exercise was not bad. Each of them is a good prospect.
This truly was a case of regretting the past, making his mood worse than spitting up three liters of blood.
However, he was still both happy and worried for Qin Feng and the others.
He was happy because their future achievements would not be low, and he was worried because this would also mean their future paths would be even more difficult.
After Qin Feng and the others completed their ceremonies, Fan Tianlei, under Kang Lei’s envious and jealous gaze, took Qin Feng and the others away.
Kang Lei could only bite his handkerchief and silently curse Fan Tianlei in his heart.
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Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade.
Upon returning to Wolf Fang, Fan Tianlei didn't say much, only telling them to rest well first.
He Chenguang and the others heard this and happily returned to their tents.
When Qin Feng heard Fan Tianlei's words, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. Without a word, he followed the main group back to rest.
The night passed quickly. It was eight o'clock in the morning.
Qin Feng, He Chenguang, and the others were currently undergoing physical training as usual. They saw Fan Tianlei walking slowly from a distance.
"Assemble!" Chen Shanming shouted loudly.
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng and the others quickly put down their training and rushed to stand in formation before Fan Tianlei and the others.
Fan Tianlei stood in front of a table set up on the training ground and looked at the rookies:
"Today, I will teach you about these firearms." As he spoke, Fan Tianlei walked behind the table, looked at the rows of guns in front of him, and began to introduce them one by one: "Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle! Length 1448mm, caliber 12.7mm, maximum range 2500m, magazine capacity 10 rounds."
Fan Tianlei started with the Barrett sniper rifle.
The fierce appearance of the Barrett made everyone present's eyes light up and their hearts burn with passion.
"M14 rifle, length 1118mm, caliber 7.62mm, maximum range 700m, magazine capacity 20-30 rounds."
"AWP sniper rifle, length 1124mm, caliber 5.56mm, maximum range 1200m, magazine capacity 10 rounds."
Fan Tianlei then introduced two more rifles, making He Chenguang and the others' breathing become heavier.
Immediately after, Fan Tianlei picked up the last rifle.
"Type 85 sniper rifle, length 1220mm, caliber 7.62mm, maximum range 1000m, magazine capacity 30 rounds."
As he spoke about this rifle, Fan Tianlei seemed to recall something. He carefully touched the rifle. Fan Tianlei basically used this type of rifle for every mission.
He understood this rifle thoroughly.