2yi3 is not good

It's a new day.

The sun rises as usual.

The warm light enveloped the entire special operations camp.

The soldiers were bathed in the golden light and carried out various trainings vigorously.

Everyone's life is simple and regular. In the morning, they conduct various physical training and learning in the special operations camp. In the afternoon, they enter the simulation city, train separately, or conduct confrontation drills, arrange freely in the evening, and have concentrated discussions in a few days.

Such a life is simple, even a bit boring, but fulfilling, full of inner vitality. The soldiers like it very much. There is no external impetuousness, noisy, and anxiety.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a sharp-eyed soldier suddenly appeared a strange scene, so he poked the soldiers beside him and asked, "What are those art soldiers doing?"

The other soldiers stopped their movements and looked at them: "Who knows what they are fiddling with?"

The warrior always took the time to look left and right.

In fact, the main reason is that the female soldier there is so beautiful and sophisticated, satisfying the soldier's full imagination of his girlfriend!

There are other female soldiers in the special operations camp, but those... in fact, it is more suitable to call female men. One is more fierce than a man!

The two female soldiers from the literary and artistic squad are beautiful, white and tender, and gentle!

So the warrior couldn't help but take a look.

After a moment, he was stunned: "Huh? They seem to be repairing the broadcast system!"

broadcast?

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to take a look.

"It seems to be true!"

“What are you doing when you repair the broadcast?”

“Do you want to do a radio show?”

Everyone started discussing it in words and I.

At this moment, the female soldier named Yuan Li seemed to be unable to stand steadily and was about to fall from above.

"Comrade, be careful!" A soldier rushed over as if he was flying.

When the other soldiers saw this, they rushed over.

It's the training interval, and it's time for everyone to rest. I just happened to join in the fun. Of course, the most important thing is to see the beauty.

But Yuan Li did not fall. Her skills were surprisingly flexible. When she was about to fall, she flipped and landed easily.

Everyone ran for nothing.

Of course, some soldiers started to inquire about it.

"Comrade Yuan Li, what are you doing?"

"Repair the radio!" Yuan Li blinked and smiled sweetly. For a moment, she looked at everyone with her big eyes clearly distinguished from black and white: "Our radio program will be broadcast in a few days, everyone must listen!"

“Okay OK.”

"It's up to you."

Everyone answered very smoothly, but they didn't agree with it in their hearts.

When Yuan Li walked away, everyone started to chatter.

"Are these guys in the art class sick?" Someone said bluntly!

"That's it? What era is this? Is it still a radio show?"

"If I were in other places, I might still listen, but in our special operations camp, hehe, I have my little lover's mobile phone, radio, let's forget it!"

The soldiers all curled their lips and were very disdainful of the radio.

After a while, Gao Shuhua came from a distance, and a soldier asked Gao Shuhua: "Battery Commander, I heard that the literary and artistic squad is going to do a radio program?"

"Yes." Gao Shuhua nodded.

The soldier and Gao Shuhua were old comrades-in-arms, so he hurriedly approached a little, lowered his voice, and kindly reminded: "Battery Commander, you are afraid you want to talk to Su Qin and do radio here... I heard a lot of people just now, but I don't want to listen. You said that if they worked hard and spent countless efforts but no one cared about it in the end... wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

Gao Shuhua had a headache and finally patted the soldier: "I understand, I will tell them, but their literary and artistic class is kind-hearted and really wants to do something for everyone, and everyone should understand it."

On this day, several soldiers from the literary and artistic squad appeared in every corner of the special operations camp, and were seriously inspecting the broadcast system.

At first, many soldiers didn't understand what was going on, so they surrounded everyone and were curiously asking, but when Yi heard that the literary class wanted to do a radio program, everyone's eyes suddenly became strange.

Most of the soldiers were embarrassed to attack directly, but they just left with strange eyes, but some soldiers laughed at them directly.

"Hi, little beauty Yuan Li, don't you know that we all have mobile phones?"

"Comrade Yuan Li, it's not difficult for us to listen to the radio, unless you host the radio every day. Oh, by the way, like those female anchors, we will listen!"

"Yes, yes, we only like such a show!"

Everyone laughed and kept laughing.

Yuan Li rolled her eyes, ignored everyone, picked up the things and left.

After finishing the maintenance work, everyone returned to the office of the art class and started complaining about Su Qin.

"Squad leader, everyone has a lot of opinions!"

"Yes, squad leader, many soldiers laughed when they heard that we were going to do radio programs!"

"Squad leader, I won't go to tomorrow's maintenance!" He Qing gave up.

Su Qin smiled and put down the work at hand to cheer everyone up!

"I'll just ask one question. Do you believe them or me?" he asked with a smile.

Several soldiers looked at each other and answered: "Of course I believe in the squad leader!"

No matter what I think in my heart, I have to say that I believe in Su Qin.

Su Qin smiled again: "When I was doing radio programs in Niulanshan recruits company, everyone laughed constantly, saying that it has been twenty centuries, who still listened to radio? But in the end, my program outputs to the five recruits companies!

When I hosted the New Year Poetry Festival, many people sneered, saying that I, a big soldier, would also host the show, but what happened in the end? The ratings soared!

Later, I made the Thirty-Six Strategies, and at first everyone was not optimistic about it, but now, the Thirty-Six Strategies have become the ace program of Xijing TV, right?"

Everyone nodded!

Su Qin stood up and looked at everyone with a burning look: "So, do you understand what kind of person I am?"

Without waiting for everyone to answer, he made a powerful gesture and said in agitated language: "So, I, Su Qin, I am a soldier who can create miracles and is a soldier who can create miracles!

Then what kind of literary class is our literary class? I hope he is also a literary class that can create miracles and can create miracles directly!”

"So, comrades, everyone laughed at us, and everyone didn't like us. This is not a bad thing, but a good thing. This is the opportunity for our literary and artistic class to create miracles!"

"It's impossible for human beings to be a human being. This is the pursuit of the art class of our city hunter special operations camp. Do you think so?"
Chapter completed!