The noise gradually subsided, and the final results of the competition came out soon.
The military police team led by Feng Kezhi came from behind and won the first place in the East China Military Competition with the highest total score.
The Black Tiger team ranked second, and He Fangze's Canglang team was forced to withdraw due to an injury to its captain, ranking third.
Winning first place, let alone others, even the Ma Liu team members who dreamed about silver dollars and Dah Sing Academy would not dare to really hope for such a result.
However, they really did it.
Just as the Feng sisters were smiling happily and waiting for the awards to be presented, something unexpected happened in front of the podium.
Commander Ding of the Black Tigers was dissatisfied with the result of the game and lodged an objection with the referee committee, requesting that points be deducted from the total score of the Falcons.
The reason was that they fouled during the mobile shooting session, which caused the Blue Bears to overturn and several players were injured.
Forced to withdraw from the game midway.
If the foul is found to be true and the corresponding points are deducted, then the two teams will have the same results and will have to play extra games.
Lao Zhang, the commander of the Nanjing Gendarmerie Headquarters, immediately became furious and lashed out: "What kind of foul is this?
They are not as skilled as others.
They overturned the car themselves and blame us.
Don't think I don't know that He Fangze's people were harmed by you."
So what if I was forced to withdraw from the game due to my knee, which affected my performance?”
Commander Ding smiled but said: "General Zhang, the referee didn't make a decision.
Do you have evidence?
If you don't have evidence, you can't unjustly accuse innocent people."
The two of them said something to each other, not giving in to each other, and their faces turned red.
General Xu, who was sitting aside, coughed slightly: "President, Madam, you two are both members of the Military Competition Referee Committee.
The President is the chairman and my wife is the special adviser.
In my opinion, how to deal with it is left to the President and Madam, it’s better to decide.”
Feng Lingyi and her husband looked at each other, thought for a moment, and said, "Since there is a dispute, let's call the relevant team members and ask clearly in person."
Soon, everyone gathered in a temporary conference room.
The several Blue Bear players who had just rolled over had bandages on their heads and looked depressed.
The captain claimed that he had only interfered with the opponent within the scope allowed by the rules, but the opponent had over-defended, leading to such unfair consequences.
In full view of everyone, Everyone can see it clearly, and it would be unfair if it was not deemed a foul.
Feng Lingyi frowned slightly and hesitated when her husband didn't say anything.
She naturally understands her husband's concerns.
There are many factions and overt and covert fights.
This has always been a chronic disease.
However, now that the situation has become increasingly critical, forced by external pressure and internal troubles, as well as her husband's powerful methods, the status quo has been maintained.
In today's matter, anyone else would have completely ignored such unreasonable complaints.
But because the party involved was his younger brother, it was difficult to deal with it conventionally.
The other party also noticed this and took the opportunity to file a complaint.
Feng Lingyi was a little hesitant and looked at his younger brother who had been silent since he came in.
Feng Kezhi said: "If they are not convinced, I will give them a chance and compete again."
His tone was very calm.
While Meng Lanting was waiting with the Feng sisters beside him, news quickly spread that Feng Kezhi's team had points deducted due to a foul midway, and had the same score as the second-place Black Tiger team.
Both sides need to play an extra game.
The content of the game is mortars.
It is said that this was the proposal of the commander of the Black Tiger Team.
The reason is that this project has been submitted every year and failed every year, and mortars play a great role in actual combat.
Listing this project as a playoff content is consistent with the current national conditions.
It is of great practical significance.
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For safety reasons, the site was moved to a mountain col on the base.
The entire audience, listening to the rumbling sound of cannon fire coming from the back mountain, was talking about it and eagerly awaiting the final result.
Anyone who knows a little bit about the military structure knows that the result of this extra match is that the Black Tigers will probably have the last laugh.
The Feng family sister was naturally aware of the weaknesses of the gendarmerie.
When she heard the news, she felt deeply unfair to her brother.
But they are also well aware of the difficulty of the eldest sister Feng Lingyi's position.
No one complained.
But while they were waiting, everyone looked unhappy, and the excitement and joy just now were gone.
Only Meng Lanting, at this moment, she didn't seem to have anything abnormal on the surface, but in fact, she was more nervous than anyone else, and she was secretly more expecting than anyone else.
Her motivation for taking the class at that time was just to read it out of the blue and to check for omissions and fill in the gaps.
But I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, the event in today's extra competition was the content that I had taught the students of the Military Police Regiment before.
Judging from the reaction of the military police at that time, they should have practiced more frequently afterwards.
The Feng sisters had already stood up one after another and returned to a VIP lounge specially designed for them.
Meng Lanting naturally followed them.
She quietly glanced at the Feng sisters beside her and tried her best not to tell them about this, lest she gave them some hope but failed in the end.
She sat quietly, waiting for the result silently in her heart.
About half an hour later, the rumbling sound of cannons behind the mountain finally disappeared.
Suddenly there were several knocks on the door.
The eighth sister went to open the door.
The officer who had just led her and Meng Lanting in stood at the door with a look of joy on his face and said, "Aunts, good news is that the team led by the Ninth Young Master has won this extra match."
Meng Lanting almost jumped up, trying his best to suppress the joy in his heart, and his face turned a little red.
Feng Kezhi's sisters did not notice anything unusual about her.
The fifth sister laughed and patted her chest.
"But it's too good to worry me, so hurry up and go see it."
The sisters smiled again, called Meng Lanting, and returned to their seats on the podium together.
Soon, the official news was announced.
Feng Lingyi and his wife, General Xu, who had just gone to watch the game, and all the members of the referee committee also came back by car.
Amid applause, they returned to the podium again and took their seats.
Feng Lingyi and his wife chatted and laughed with the people around them from time to time, looking happy.
Mayor Huang took the stage again and officially announced the final ranking.
The military police team, with its outstanding performance in the extra round, stood out from all participating teams and won the championship in this year's East China Military Competition.
The audience burst into applause.
Feng Kezhi took all the team members to the stage to accept the award, while reporters kept taking pictures.
After the awards were given, everyone came off the stage.
The eldest brother-in-law smiled and said, "Kezhi, you guys performed really well today."
He turned to everyone: "To be honest, I am very satisfied with the military police's outstanding technical and combat performance in artillery drills.
It can be regarded as a model for the entire army.
Commander Yang, how did you do it?
You might as well promote your experience and provide it to the whole army."
The army follows suit and moves forward together.”
Everyone was unresponsive and flattering.
Yang Wenchang showed his face like this for the first time in his life, and his face was red: "The president doesn't know something.
This is because our headquarters has organized night classes for a long time, and the military police have studied diligently and practiced their skills hard, which is why they have achieved today's results.
It's all within their duties. , dare not take credit.”
There was a moment of silence all around.
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"night school" "Yes, yes.
The night school employs full-time senior teachers who taught the military police how to operate mortars from a mathematical perspective.
Afterwards, based on what the teacher taught, Staff Officer Feng led the team to practice hard, and this is how we are today.
The result.”
The eldest brother-in-law showed surprise and appreciation in his eyes and nodded: "Yes, yes.
It seems like a coincidence, but it is inevitable and even more rare.
I didn't expect that your Shanghai Military Police would strive to make progress so much.
Whose idea was it to set up a night school?
" Yang Wenchang paused, not daring to claim credit, and glanced at Feng Kezhi.
"The report is Commander Yang's opinion."
Feng Kezhi responded.
"well" The eldest brother-in-law patted Yang Wenchang on the shoulder, turned to everyone, and raised his voice.
"Everyone, you have all seen and heard the idea of night schools.
In the past, it was vigorously promoted throughout the country, but various ministries despised it and gradually weakened it.
Even if it still exists now, it is in name only.
Commander Yang of the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters not only implements it, but also You have seen the effect of being one step ahead of you.
I think you should study hard and carry it forward.
The army and departments at all levels across the country should follow suit and implement it."
There was a burst of warm applause from the surroundings, and everyone agreed again.
Yang Wenchang was surprised and happy.
He glanced at Feng Kezhi secretly.
After he left, he quietly turned back and found Feng Kezhi: "Mr.
Feng" Feng Kezhi stopped and watched Yang Wenchang run up to him and pull him into a corner with few people.
"Mr.
Feng, the thank you just now was just a pretense of taking credit.
I feel a little uneasy.
Mr.
Feng, what are you doing?"
Feng Kezhi raised his eyebrows: "Commander Yang, thank you for your tolerance earlier.
In the future, as long as I don't leave, I'll probably have to tolerate you a little more.
Just treat it as a favor."
After saying that, he left Yang Wenchang and turned around.
And go.
Yang Wenchang only thought that Mr.
Jiu of the Feng family was a demon king, but he never expected to receive such a favor from him.
He was happy and grateful at the same time, and shouted at Feng Kezhi's back: "You are good to go, Mr.
Jiu.
Whatever happens in the future, you can give me your orders.
As long as I, Yang Wenchang, can do it, I will do anything."
Feng Kezhi's people had already walked away.
On the opposite side, Ma Liu led a few people to greet him quickly.
He nodded to him, and the group of people surrounded him and headed towards an uninhabited corner at the other end of the competition field.
The audience is slowly leaving, and there is no one here anymore.
Behind the brick wall that had just been used as an obstacle to climb, Xue Yong, the captain of the Black Tiger Team, was being forced back against the wall by more than a dozen guns.
These people were all He Fangze's subordinates, and they all glared at Xue Yong.
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Xue Yong watched Feng Kezhi emerge from behind the crowd with his hands in his pockets, walking toward him like a leisurely pace, and his expression suddenly changed.
"save" As soon as he opened his mouth, Ma Liu hit his head hard with the butt of his gun.
His forehead was immediately cut open and blood flowed down.
Xue Yong fell to the ground.
Feng Kezhi walked up to him and looked down at him.
Xue Yong reluctantly raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "Feng Kezhi, I don't believe you dare to kill me."
Feng Kezhi's lips twisted: "Captain Xue, I know there is someone behind you, so of course I don't dare to kill you.
But it should be okay to cripple one of your legs."
"Smash his knee for me" His eyes suddenly turned cold.
Several soldiers held down Xue Yong, who was struggling desperately to beg for mercy.
Ma Liu pointed the butt of his gun at Xue Yong's knee and smashed it down hard.
With a shrill scream, Xue Yong hugged his own leg and curled up into a ball.
He was shaking constantly due to the severe pain and almost fainted.
Feng Kezhi didn't even blink, with an expressionless face.
He raised his foot and stepped on Xue Yong's broken knee.
He took out a snow-white handkerchief folded into a small square from the inner pocket of his jacket, unfolded it, leaned down, and slowly wiped it clean.
He wiped off the dust on his shoes from the competition, changed his feet again, and then stood up.
"Call the military doctor, take him for treatment and say he is dissatisfied with the result and is provocative with a gun."
Feng Kezhi threw the handkerchief on Xue Yong and turned away.
After the awards were given, the people sitting in the first few rows of the podium left amidst applause.
The sisters of the Feng family knew that their brother would be very busy during the rest of the day.
The sisters made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening and asked Meng Lanting to come too.
Then they got in the car and left first.
Meng Lanting came with Feng Lingmei, so he naturally went back with her.
The two of them stood at the exit, waiting for Lao Yan to drive over, when Meng Lanting suddenly saw He Fangze walking over from the opposite side.
His eyes fell close to him.
Meng Lanting couldn't help but secretly glanced at Feng Lingmei beside him.
Her expression was cold, as if she didn't see anyone at all.
Although I have never known He Fangze before, I can still imagine what the couple will see when they meet later.
But he couldn't avoid it.
While Meng Lanting was embarrassed, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
In fact, judging from the scene where Feng Lingmei angrily scolded those wives just now, it can be inferred that she is still very protective of her husband.
I just don’t know why the relationship between the two has become so tense.
He Fangze had already walked up to Feng Lingmei, called "Xiaoba", then turned to Meng Lanting, smiled at her and nodded: "You are Miss Meng, right?
My surname is He, Kezhi's eighth brother-in-law."
Meng Lanting smiled and returned the greeting etiquette to him, then calmly and quietly retreated.
"Xiaoba, let me take you back."
He Fangze looked at his wife and said softly.
At the exit, many people were coming out, not daring to get close, but paying attention.
Feng Lingmei's eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes.
She looked at her husband for a moment.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on her lips.
She took a step towards him and stood in front of his chest.
She raised her hand and tidied it up for him.
He took off his collar, moved affectionately, and said with a smile: "I know you still have something to do, no need, just go ahead and get busy, Lao Yanche will be here soon."
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He Fang was frozen in place, motionless even as his wife's hand rested on the side of his neck.
He clearly felt the feeling of the woman's soft skin on the back of her hand gently brushing against his neck.
His Adam's apple, hidden in the collar of his uniform, moved slightly.
"Xiaoba" The voice was even more difficult, with a bit of hesitation like disbelief.
"I'll leave first when the car comes."
Feng Lingmei straightened her husband's collar, smiled brightly at him, then stopped and walked towards the car that Lao Yan drove.
He Fangze turned his head and followed the slim figure with his eyes.
When he came to his senses and wanted to step forward to open the door for her, Lao Yan had already got out of the car and opened it for her.
Feng Lingmei bent down and sat in.
Meng Lanting also reacted, said goodbye to He Fangze, and got into the car.
"Uncle Eighth, let me send Miss Eight and Miss Meng away first."
Lao Yan bowed to He Fangze and hurriedly got into the car.
Under the gaze of countless eyes of various colors around it, the car gradually moved away and disappeared into the yellow dust raised on the road. gd1806102: