Chapter 72: Putting on a play here, and still want interactive scenes?

"Deputy Political Commissioner, why did you run to the back mountain? We were just saying we'd go to the gate to welcome you."

New Recruit Company training ground north side, on an earthen slope barely higher than the fence.

Deputy Political Commissioner Tan Yuanzhou, hands behind his back, stands in the middle of several vegetable plots, with a Female Lieutenant beside him.

Gao Feng, He Zhen Tao, and the Director of Affairs in charge of Logistics, who came after hearing the news, jogged over and saluted.

Tan Yuanzhou points at the nearby vegetable plots and asks the Director of Affairs, "These, are they all made by the Cook Squad?"

The Director of Affairs quickly nods, "Yes, our unit has always advocated each unit to be frugal and self‑sufficient, right?"

"We mobilized the Cook Squad to dig the back mountain and plant vegetables in their spare time—radishes, cabbage, spinach, the kinds that grow fast and resist frost. They'll be ready to eat soon."

Tan Yuanzhou looks at the plot covered with film, nods with satisfaction, "Looks well done, very proper."

"Thank you, Chief, for the praise!"

"When we harvest later, be sure to send some over to the Regiment so we can also taste the soldiers' labor results."

"Certainly, certainly!"

"This time!"

Tan Yuanzhou pauses, then smiles and points at him, "Don't send hard vegetables; they must be chewable, swallowable."

The Director of Affairs' face turns red, realizing the Deputy Political Commissioner refers to the earlier electronic pickled‑vegetable incidents.

He quickly assures, saying this time he will personally oversee and strictly control.

Every radish, every cabbage, is natural, organic, pollution‑free.

"He Zhen Tao."

"Present."

"You're more familiar with the Second Battalion's publicity officer; have them bring a camera next time and take photos. Those guys are always saying they have no material for articles—now we have it."

Hearing that the publicity officer will be invited to take photos and write material, the Director of Affairs feels delighted.

The unit has a military newspaper, and most of its material comes from grassroots daily life.

In the past, it was always some unit winning a prize, some soldier becoming a model, or the Regiment leadership going out to share achievements.

The Director of Affairs never imagined that cultivating vegetables on wasteland in the New Recruit Company could also get a newspaper spot.

Gao Feng and He Zhen Tao, both company commanders, feel quite pleased.

Because now the Regiment leadership not only didn't swing a stick, but actually gave them a date.

Later, when writing reports after the new training ends, these seemingly insignificant vegetable plots will also count as a merit in their reports.

He Zhen Tao quickly nods and then asks, "Chief, you haven't eaten yet, shall we let the Cafeteria…?"

Tan Yuanzhou waves his hand, "Earlier on the way, we stopped at Sixth Company for some business and ate there."

He checks his watch and says, "The Division Medical Team's vehicle will arrive in about fifteen minutes; it's so cold outside, let's not conduct the assessment outdoors. Rearrange the Cafeteria tables and chairs, clear a space."

"Yes!"

Tan Yuanzhou, hands behind his back, prepares to walk to the side to look around.

The Female Lieutenant following behind turns and smiles at Gao Feng.

Gao Feng quickly blinks at her, then immediately returns to normal.

If the leaders weren't present, the two would probably be bored.

At this moment, Tan Yuanzhou suddenly stops, points at two wilted cabbage seedlings at the edge of the plot, and asks, "What's the situation here? The cabbage hasn't matured yet, why is it so ruined?"

The Director of Affairs, seeing this, is also puzzled, "Maybe there are rats, or wild rabbits, something?"

Tan Yuanzhou instructs, "Since these vegetables have been grown, they belong to the unit's property and must be protected. If there are rats, they must be dealt with promptly; we can't let a few rats ruin such a good garden, such good land."

Gao Feng and He Zhen Tao glance at each other, seeming to hear something profound in his words.

Soon, the Division Medical Team personnel arrive at the New Recruit Company Cafeteria.

At this moment the Cafeteria's tables and benches have already been moved aside, clearing a space.

In front, two rows of small tables are set; from left to right sit Female Lieutenant Ma Shuyao, Company Commander Gao Feng, Instructor He Zhen Tao, Regiment Deputy Political Commissioner Tan Yuanzhou, and two members of the Division Medical Team wearing red‑cross armbands.

"Shall we begin?"

A bespectacled Medical Team member looks at Tan Yuanzhou and asks.

Although he was dispatched from the Division, Tan Yuanzhou, as a deputy regiment colonel, ranks far higher than him.

Tan Yuanzhou is very courteous, "Comrade Zhang, no need to be formal with me; this battlefield medical assessment is mainly yours; you represent the Division, I'm just here representing the Regiment as an observer."

The bespectacled member no longer is courteous, but announces directly.

"Then let Company Commander Gao start."

Gao Feng sits in his seat, nods at the standing duty officer.

The duty officer immediately issues the order, letting the new recruits standing at the steps by the door come in, preparing for the test.

The recruits, grouped by squad, step in orderly into the Cafeteria.

Originally many were confident, but seeing this "three‑hall review" setup in the Cafeteria, they feel a bit nervous.

Because the examiners are quite many, especially when they entered and all the leaders' gazes focused on them, the nervous feeling intensified.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the two Medical Team members stare at a certain squad in the formation, showing surprised looks.

Because they notice that among the recruits there are a few soldiers with face paint and foreheads bearing wounds.

Tan Yuanzhou also notices this and slightly frowns.

Gao Feng's mind suddenly panics, glaring hard at Zhou Kaidong.

In his mind he curses wildly, "What the hell are you doing?"

Earlier at the meal everything was fine, how did it become like this after returning to the barracks?

Especially when he sees Ding Tengfei's bruised, swollen face, he feels an urge to go up and kick him.

He Zhen Tao, unusually, after only a moment of thought, showed a relieved smile, then turned his gaze toward Lu Yang in the ranks...

"Turn left, in step!"

"Forward, look!"

"Count!"

"1,2,3......"

"Report to the commander comrade, the Whole Company should have xx men, actually xx men, awaiting orders!"

Gao Feng stood up, saluted, then immediately announced that the assessment would start based on squads.

The assessment procedure is much like daily training, just run through every required step.

Then see if there are any flaws or oversights.

Because they've practiced many times, and the Whole Company has been grinding for a week.

The emergency medical care of First Squad and Second Squad were indistinguishable, almost no faults could be found.

Even the Medical Team cadres from the Division nodded repeatedly, thinking the Special Third Regiment New Recruit Company had truly put effort into this area.

"Third Squad, fall out!"

"Mark time!"

Zhou Kaidong led the Third Squad recruits to the front, ready for inspection.

With so many eyes on him, Ding Tengfei's old habit of getting nervous flared up again; his calves trembled.

Gao Feng's brows knit into a knot: If this kid deliberately shows off later and disgraces the Whole Company, he'll have his head twisted off the moment it's over!

"Begin."

Zhou Kaidong gave a silent cue with his eyes.

Ding Tengfei immediately pulled down his pant leg, exposing a calf covered in "bloody sores" and "gore".

Then, clutching his leg, he flopped onto the ground and began rolling everywhere.

"Ahhh! My leg, my leg!"

"I stepped on a Landmine, my leg is broken, my leg was blown off!"

The sudden scene shocked everyone present.

Even the two Division Medical Team cadres half‑stood, staring intently at Ding Tengfei on the ground.

Lu Yang rushed forward, pulling Ding Tengfei to the side.

"Leave the dangerous area, the surroundings appear temporarily safe!"

"Comrade, hold on, I'm bandaging you now!"

Saying that, Lu Yang took a rubber tube from the first‑aid kit and tightly wrapped Ding Tengfei's thigh to prevent excessive blood loss and shock.

He quickly applied a large amount of cotton to cover the crimson wound on the leg.

Then he swiftly bandaged the injured area to stop the bleeding.

Finally, he lifted the man from the ground in front of the two Division Medical Team cadres.

"Doctor, doctor, hurry and save him, my comrade stepped on a Landmine, he's about to die, please save him!"

"Alright......"

The bespectacled Medical Team cadre almost reflexively said "Alright."

As he was about to stand, he involuntarily froze for a moment.

Wait, isn't this an assessment?

Damn, I'm in character!

This is the professional ethic of a combat medic!

Seeing this, the other squads' brains exploded instantly.

This damn thing even has makeup and interactive scenes?

How can we compare, how could we possibly match?

The practical skill levels are similar, but you suddenly pull this stunt—who can have a stronger sense of immersion than you?

There's no time to redo makeup now, plus they wouldn't even know how to paint these things!

Zhou Kaidong's eyes gained a hint of smugness, completely ignoring the angry gazes, sending Lu Yang and Ding Tengfei back to their unit while dispatching the next group.

Kong Long quickly fell out, and after unzipping, the first thing exposed to the air was his solid chest muscles.

On the left side of his abdomen, a small patch of "flayed, blood‑soaked wound" was clearly visible.

Then new recruits rushed up to inquire, providing bandages and first aid in the same manner.

Tan Yuanzhou peeked in and instantly recognized it as an abdominal penetrating wound.

I have to admit, the painting looks quite realistic, and combined with the wounded man's vivid performance, it truly feels like a battlefield hit.

He sat back on the stool, lifted his head and fixed his gaze on Lu Yang.

Tan Yuanzhou truly didn't expect Lu Yang's drawing skill could be useful in this line of work?