Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 255 Instructor, Bandit?
The food is a bit gritty.

But it's okay.

Be sure to eat fast.

Li Zheng quickly ate and cleaned up, and stuffed the last grain of rice into his mouth.

At least it tastes better than raw snakes and caterpillars.

Seeing that everyone finished eating on time, Tong Zhi nodded to express his satisfaction, and then announced loudly: "Walk 99 steps after the meal and live to [-]. Do you know what this sentence means?"

This kind of question and answer, no one will answer.

"It means that if you are full, you must be active. Inactivity is not good for your body."

After speaking, he pointed to the shooting range in the distance.

"Dizzy roll, target, range, go!"

Dizzy rolling is actually very easy to learn, not difficult.

It just lies on the ground and rolls, and moves forward by rolling.

At first glance, it seems nothing special.

Li Zheng remembered that when he was a child at home, he liked to roll the bed very much, rolling from one end of the bed to the other, and from this end to the other.

Children's happiness is often that simple.

But dizzy rolling during the training camp is different.

Generally speaking, it is required to roll with equipment on your back.

Because he had a rucksack, a gun, and was wearing carrying gear.

So rolling is not as comfortable as rolling sheets when I was a child.

Often because of the center of gravity and weight, rolling is very exhausting.

It's not the hardest either.

The most difficult thing is that this stun roll requires a long distance.

When you roll the bed at home, the distance is at most two meters back and forth. After rolling a few times, you will lose interest and become boring.

But rolling from the big playground to the shooting range is a full 800 meters.

Do not stop halfway.

Once you stop, the people behind will roll over and be blocked by you, the team will stagnate and become chaotic.

At this time, the instructor will definitely come to "help" you.

How to help?
It's also very simple.

Give you a ride with your feet.

Aren't you unable to roll?

Then the instructor will treat you like a log and roll you with your feet.

After rolling for the first 50 meters, Li Zheng didn't feel anything.

But after rolling 200 meters, Li Zheng felt something.

Now he feels that his body is a drum washing machine.

It contained the rice that had just been eaten, and water.

When rolling, Li Zheng could still hear a rumbling sound in his stomach.

It was fun at first.

Slowly, it didn't feel interesting at all.

At the 300th meter, Li Zheng felt the contents of his stomach began to regurgitate.

It rolled from the stomach to the throat.

A gust of sour water surged up, and Li Zheng quickly closed his throat tightly, shutting his mouth firmly, lest the gastric juice mixed with undigested food would be sprayed out.

He took a sharp breath, suppressing the tumbling sensation.

"vomit!"

He had just pushed back what was at his throat when he heard someone on the front right side of him start to vomit.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Chen Chen, his comrade-in-arms.

Chen Chen's recruit company is not in the first row, it is assigned from the third row to the first row after leaving the company, and it is the soldiers of the third squad.

When Division E was reorganized, he also stayed as a recruit.

This time, he was eliminated during the devil week, and Chen Chen, who usually does not show his skills in training, has not been eliminated until now, and he can be regarded as a dark horse among the recruits in the platoon.

In fact, among the people who can stay now, there are very few recruits in the first row of the fourth company.

Most of them are people from the scout battalion, especially those second-year soldiers.

Their retention rate is the highest.

This cannot be compared.

After all, he has been a soldier for almost two years and has studied reconnaissance, so his ability to adapt to some training is much more solid than the recruits of the original Fourth Infantry Company.

Chen Chen looked very uncomfortable.

Li Zheng saw rice grains sprayed out of his nostrils.

This made Li Zheng's already suppressed stomach start acting like a monster again, and the nauseating feeling began to hit the throat again.

"do not stop!"

Just in a daze, an instructor from the Blood Wolf Brigade has already swept to his side like the wind.

The eyes of the instructors are always sharper than eagles.

Although one-third of the special investigation company has been eliminated, there are still more than 70 soldiers left. These 70 people are trained by six instructors and Tong Zhi alone. Assigned to another company to temporarily assist in training.

But it was these seven people who kept a close eye on the number 70 people.

Li Zheng felt kicked in the waist, and he couldn't control his body. He rolled two 360 degrees and rolled forward more than three meters.

This time, he couldn't bear it anymore.

A fountain of food rushed down the throat.

"puff--"

A sticky mass spewed out of Li Zheng's mouth.

But he was so lucky that the place he sprayed was exactly where Zhang Jian was.

Poor Zhang Jian hadn't figured out what was going on, and suddenly his head felt hot, with a slightly sour smell, a bit of meaty smell, and a little bit of the smell of mashed vegetables - that kind of smell is not unfamiliar When Zhang Jian was young, relatives in his mother's hometown sent several big pheasants, which were so big that they weighed seven or eight catties. They said they were left in the orchard of their hometown without feeding, and only ate the grass in the grass and the fruits that fell from the trees. The taste of orchard gelding chickens is not comparable to that of feed chickens sold in the general city market.

There were too many chickens to eat all at once. At that time, Zhang Jian’s father had not yet become the chief of staff and lived in an ordinary dormitory building for military cadres. A poor goose chicken waiting to be slaughtered is kept in it, and it will be killed another day.

Raising had to eat. At that time, what Zhang Jian remembered was that his mother would buy some wild vegetable leaves that others did not want at the vegetable market every day, chop them up on the chopping board, and then mix the leftovers into the chickens.

Zhang Jian was curious when he was a child, and he quarreled to feed the chickens, so he also watched his mother chop up rotten vegetable leaves several times, and also fed those chickens with his own hands.

I remember that the chopped rotten vegetable leaves had this kind of green vegetable smell. Every time Zhang Jian pinched his nose, he felt that the slightly rotten green vegetable smell in the raw green was hard for him to accept.

In an instant, with the help of Li Zheng, Zhang Jian returned to the same year in a trance, and regained the feeling of feeding chickens at that time...

"vomit--"

Zhang Jian, who regained the feeling of the same year, did not hesitate to spray it first as a respect.

In fact, veterans who have been in the army and tried this kind of arduous training have more or less such memories. When everyone wants to vomit, as long as one vomits, the rest of the people can't help it. Follow up.

To describe it in a more western style, this is called the domino effect.

Although I vomited, it won't delay you from leaving.

Dizzy rolling out of 500 meters, people began to feel a little dizzy.

It was a wonderful feeling.

You feel like the world is spinning, and then you are tumbling like a washing machine that is constantly tumbling - rolling and rolling.

It's a very special feeling.

Fortunately.

In the end, everyone survived.

800 meters of dizzy roll.

"stop!"

Next to the rest area of ​​the shooting range, Tong Zhi gave the order to stop.

"Get up, take a rest, and move on to the next session!"

Li Zheng wanted to stand up, but suddenly found that he couldn't.

As soon as I stood up half of my body, my center of gravity suddenly tilted out inexplicably, and I fell to the ground all at once.

Everyone is like this, Li Zheng is not a special case.

He had to lie on the ground and wait for the clouds in the sky to slow down and stop turning before getting up.

"Assembled!"

Tong Zhi blew the assembly whistle.

Li Zheng felt bitter!

This has just slowed down, Tong Motou is not letting people live!
Gathering and starting again?
"Look to the right, look forward, take a break!"

After completing a series of routine passwords, Tong Zhi looked at everyone with a smile.

"Feeling okay?!"

No one answered.

"You have to answer me, whether you want to say it or not!"

Tong Zhi asked again: "Do you feel okay?!"

"it is good!"

"not good!"

Two answers.

"Which one is bad!?"

"..."

No one answered.

"How are you feeling?"

"it is good!"

It's all the same this time.

"bandit!"

Li Zheng cursed fiercely in his heart.

　Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)