Chapter 99: “war” Between Regiment Commanders
Perhaps it was to avoid gossip, or perhaps to be as fair as possible.
After all the martial arts competition teams from each regiment arrived, the division did not start the competition immediately the next day like the regiment competition.
Instead, they were given two days to familiarize themselves with the training ground, and they could also apply to practice on the training ground.
Each martial arts competition team could apply for two projects to conduct live-fire training once on the competition venue, experiencing the feeling of the competition in advance on the venue.
The reason not every project could be experienced was mainly because there was simply not enough time.
After careful discussion, Chen Jun and Gao Cheng decided to experience the situation of two core venues, namely 150-meter rifle precision shooting and 5 kilometers cross-country.
Accommodation, meals, and other arrangements were similar to those in the regiment, with the difference being that the regiment commanders leading the teams were arranged separately.
All regiment commanders and captains from the entire division gathered together—a rare gathering of colleagues without military duties—and the division commander personally hosted a banquet for everyone that evening.
The opening naturally included some military-flavored official remarks, using the mid-year grand competition as an introduction to encourage each regiment and battalion.
Then came the colleagues among themselves, bullshitting and bantering with each other.
After three rounds of drinks, that spirit surged up, emotions began to become excited and unrestrained, and the line they usually paid attention to also became blurred.
Speech no longer had to be so particular.
“Old Wang, let me tell you, in this mid-year grand competition, you’re a rare guest. Haven’t seen you for many years. How come? Suddenly have time to come this time? Could it be to boost your soldiers’ courage? Striving to break the long-standing record?”
The regiment commander of 701 Regiment had slightly flushed cheeks, clearly already with five parts drunk, his words sounded fine, but actually buried several landmines.
Among them, this last mention of the long-standing record already had a bit of rubbing salt in the wound.
702 Regiment hadn’t taken first place for many years!
If it were before, being deliberately asked like this and mocked so openly without giving any face, Regiment Commander Wang would definitely lose his temper.
But now, with others provoking like this, Regiment Commander Wang’s mentality was exceptionally calm.
Only someone who is truly poor would get angry and furious when called poor.
Because it’s all true.
The sore spot was firmly grasped.
And when a billionaire is called poor, he wouldn’t care at all, and might even smile and nod, saying something like “I really don’t have much money.”
Being able to maintain such a good mentality is because he really has money, with absolute confidence in himself.
No matter how unpleasant others’ words are, he would just take it as others being jealous of him.
Regiment Commander Wang’s current mentality was the rich man’s mentality.
The strength of Steel Seventh Company was terrifyingly powerful, making Regiment Commander Wang feel like he had millions wrapped around his waist, with unprecedented confidence, naturally disdainful of such provocations.
He smiled and retorted: “My little soldiers didn’t like to compete for supremacy before; that’s no good.
See, to make them have guts, I can only move my old arms and legs, come here to recuperate for a few days, then bring back some prizes.
The walls in my office are too empty; perfect for hanging on the wall.”
Regiment Commander Wang didn’t mention taking first place with a single word, yet every word mentioned taking first place; even with eyes closed, one could feel the surging ambition.
“Well said.”
The 701 Regiment commander shook his head in surprise, the alcohol receding a few points from this bold claim, unable to hold back a choked voice: “Old Wang, I remember you weren’t one to brag. What’s up this time? Got stimulated?
Actually, no need to rush; it won’t come by rushing. Besides, it’s first from the bottom every year anyway; everyone’s used to it, one more doesn’t matter.
Unlike our regiment, which only got regiment second last year; this year’s goal is to take down the reconnaissance battalion—huge pressure, my hair’s all turning white from worry.”
The 701 Regiment commander was clearly speaking in reverse, in today’s terms, Versailles.
“Take down the reconnaissance battalion? Yo? What a coincidence, our goal is the same? But you better be careful; this year our regiment is very strong. Don’t blame me for not reminding you if you trip and have nowhere to cry.”
Regiment Commander Wang’s tone was still unhurried, but his words were exceptionally forceful.
“Hahaha.”
Regiment Commander Yang suddenly laughed, as if hearing a huge joke, and said in reverse: “Good, good, good. Then I’ll be waiting to see your regiment dominate, and we’ll sit together to watch then.”
“Sure.”
Regiment Commander Wang readily agreed, raised his wine cup, and proactively toasted: “It’s settled then. No more words; let’s drink one.”
As Regiment Commander Wang and Regiment Commander Yang engaged in open and covert struggle, other regiment commanders soon joined in.
They chatted with one remark after another.
Although not to the point of tearing faces, there was an undercurrent of competition between them, with words full of various strange tones toward 702 Regiment.
Regiment Commander Wang had a trump card in hand and was not panicked, clearly here for first place this time.
702 Regiment, which was almost eternally last, surprisingly had Regiment Commander Wang leading the team this year, and his words were so arrogantly confident.
Plus, all the competition information of 702 Regiment had not been revealed at all up to now.
This made the other regiment commanders, while secretly laughing at Regiment Commander Wang for overconfidence possibly leading to embarrassment, also couldn’t help but feel a bit wary.
Could it be…
That 702 Regiment really “mutated” this year?
From eternally last proclaiming to take first, progressing so fast in just one short year—impossible to explain without the entire team mutating.
The regiment commanders couldn’t understand it either.
Under this increasingly eerie atmosphere around 702 Regiment, with mystery permeating from top to bottom, the two days of venue adaptation quickly passed.
T Division’s annual division grand competition thus opened with a grand curtain.
The 12 martial arts competition teams from the entire division stood in neat formation on the large parade ground, facing the grandstand, listening to the division commander leading the opening ceremony of the competition.
As the most formidable existence in history, the two teams from the division reconnaissance battalion had sky-high morale.
Standing there, each one was arrogant and haughty.
As if victory was already in hand.
You say they were arrogant, and they truly were; their powerful dominance in past grand competitions, almost first every year, gave them the capital to be arrogant.
For the competitors from other regiments and battalions, the division reconnaissance battalion was two huge mountains weighing on their heads.
How to smash these two mountains to pieces and make them fall from the altar forever was everyone’s goal, and also a very difficult goal to achieve.
“These are the real experts; it really gets my blood boiling.”
Chen Jun looked at every competitor in the two teams of the division reconnaissance battalion, each exuding a fierce vigor, like sharp swords emanating sharpness, and his competitive desire was inevitably stimulated.
Winning against ordinary people is no fun; competing against experts makes one’s blood surge.
Chen Jun just liked challenging experts.
Especially this kind that had won the division competition for many years, almost becoming an insurmountable existence, which could excite him to the point of accelerated heartbeat.
