Geng Wei finally got out of the field hospital and returned to the unit. The first thing he heard about was the rocket soldier selection. He immediately grabbed the company commander to demand an explanation: "My shooting skills rank high in the entire company, right? How can I be left out of the rocket soldier selection?"
Ling Chengyan's gaze fell on the large hand grasping her sleeve. Geng Wei immediately let go as if he had been burned, hastily retracting his hand and awkwardly hiding it behind his back.
Li Ming, standing behind him, couldn't bear to look, turning his eyes away: Normally, the platoon leader was quite manly, but as soon as he faced the company commander, he became meek. Alas! Maybe during the time he was injured, the company commander was too kind.
Ling Chengyan said calmly, "If you want to participate, sure. First, carry twenty kilograms and run a thousand meters. We'll talk if your score is satisfactory."
