Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 59 Special Punishment

"I'm not going to be fooled by you!"

After persisting for 20 seconds, Zhang Jian chose to give up.

"I don't know you in general!"

At the end, he added something, and then he shook his head angrily and left the row room.

Li Zheng originally planned that if he was held accountable for the crayfish incident, he would take the initiative to stand up and be punished together with Fatty Wei.

After all, you have a share when you can't eat, and you sneak away when you are punished.

This is not the way of friends.

A few recruits who ate crayfish sat anxiously in the row room waiting for the final "punishment", but unfortunately they didn't get anything in the end.

Deputy Commander Zhang stayed at the headquarters of the Second Battalion for about 10 minutes before leaving. Everything was calm and the expected "punishment" did not come.

It was the end of the National Day holiday in the afternoon, and Hou Jun didn't organize training. He just asked the squad leaders to practice folding quilts in the row room.

At about four o'clock, the battalion commander Liang Hu called the recruits of the whole battalion and gave a short lecture. The food in the army is like this, it cannot be too luxurious, if you have to compare it with the food at home, there is no comparison at all.

After the disbandment, Fatty Wei felt like he was dreaming, and the whole person was unreal.

I thought that what was waiting for me would be a severe punishment, but I didn't expect that nothing happened, and the matter passed by so lightly.

After the National Day, the training continued, but with increasing intensity.

The contest between Li Zheng and Zhang Jian is still going on.

In terms of fundamentals, Zhang Jian is definitely better than Li Zheng.

But everything is no match for seriousness.

Once people are serious about something, they will burst out with power that even they can't imagine. Regarding Zhang Jian, Li Zheng feels that he has completely given up his fantasy.

Since Zhang Jian insisted on competing with himself and taking himself as an opponent, then he should just be a qualified opponent and not let him down.

However, except for the first time in the five-kilometer cross-country training, he crossed the finish line shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Jian, after that, Li Zheng never ran such a good result again, and was dropped by Zhang Jian by at least 100 meters every time.

It's strange to say that, no matter how hard Li Zheng tried, he just couldn't do it as fast as the first time.

reason?

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. After thinking about it, he finally attributed the reason to Zhang Jian's middle finger at him that time.

After the beating, Zhang Jian never gave him the middle finger.

Pointing the middle finger at someone is an insulting gesture. Li Zheng felt that the reason why he performed so well that time was stimulated by Zhang Jian.

It's a pity, I don't know that Zhang Jian also saw that he couldn't provoke Li Zheng, or that it was enough to raise his middle finger once. After that, he really didn't provoke Li Zheng in the five-kilometer or three-kilometer cross-country.

After the National Day, the first morning of the resumption of training was a good start with a five-kilometer trip.

Standing in front of the line, Hou Jun held a stopwatch and yelled at the recruits in the old soldier's usual tone, half teasing and half encouraging: "Five kilometers need to be persisted for a long time to get the best results. Don't think that the recruits now When I ran five kilometers, I felt very uncomfortable. When I was teaching the brigade, I ran ten kilometers. When I was a recruit, I also complained to the sky. I found a strange thing, the [-] kilometers to [-] kilometers, I really feel exhausted if I don’t run for a day. I was in the row room on a rainy day, and I couldn’t help but change into the fitness suit and go for a run, otherwise that day would be like It’s like losing your soul. So, you will be in my platoon in the future, and I can’t guarantee anything else, but a five-kilometer trip every day, I, Hou Jun, will do what I say, and I will definitely satisfy you!”

After listening to Hou Jun's words, Li Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

They travel five kilometers every day. According to veterans, they will have to carry a rucksack, carry a gun, wear individual carrying equipment, and put accessories such as raincoats and engineering shovels on the rucksack. The personal load should be at least 35 kilograms per person. .

35 pounds!
That's the weight of a whole pig!

Running with bare hands now will cost half my life, and I will have to carry so many things to run in the future, just thinking about it makes me break out in a cold sweat.

When it was time to start the run, Hou Jun suddenly walked up to Li Zheng, and whispered to him, "Since I gave you the first 22km run and scored within [-] minutes, you have never been able to run within this time. , do you know why?"

Seeing that the platoon leader chatted with him personally and cared about his five-kilometer performance, Li Zheng was actually not moved.

Why do you care about my five-kilometer score?

"do not know."

Li Zheng shook his head.

In fact, even if he knew, he could only say that he didn't know.

What's more, I really don't know.

Hou Jun showed a mysterious smile and said: "You are the eighth batch of recruits I brought. Believe me, your grades today must be within 22, but there is only one requirement."

Li Zheng asked: "What request?"

Hou Jun said: "If you can't run fast later, I will beat you!"

what?
This is also called "requirement"?
Li Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to argue, but before he could open his mouth, Wu Yi's whistle had already blew.

beep—

"run!"

After Hou Jun finished speaking, he flicked the armed belt in his hand and made a snapping sound.

"Run!"

He almost yelled next to Li Zheng's ear.

that feeling...

Li Zheng felt as if someone was holding a gong and drum and knocked heavily in his ear.

Then he jumped out like a rabbit.

"Have you seen Zhang Jian?"

As Hou Jun ran, he pointed to Zhang Jian, who was running No.1 in front.

"You were able to keep up with him for the first time, which proves that you have the potential. Do you know why you can't keep up after that?"

At this time, he had just run less than 300 meters, and Li Zheng was not having difficulty breathing, so he opened his mouth and answered, "I don't know."

"I know!" After Hou Jun finished speaking, his belt slammed Li Zheng's butt: "You boy owes it!"

With that belt drawn, Li Zheng felt that Hou Jun's hands were too dark.

It hurts!

That hurts!

That feeling instantly made the image deep in Li Zheng's memory pop out of his mind.

When I was a child, I was very skinny, and my father also whipped me in the same way.

With a jolt, he unconsciously ran with a rush of wind under his feet.

"That's right! You just need a beating!"

Hou Jun followed and ran all the way beside him, laughing all the way.

"Keep running! If you don't catch up with Zhang Jian, I'll beat you!"

After finishing speaking, another belt was drawn on Li Zheng's buttocks.

"hiss--"

Li Zheng gasped and accelerated quickly.

Soon, he really caught up with Zhang Jian who was at the front of the team.

In the past half a month, Zhang Jian has never tried anyone who can run side by side with him to the finish line.

Suddenly Li Zheng chased him up from the side, startling him.

Lost to Li Zheng?

No!

Zhang Jianma accelerated.

He speeded up and dropped Li Zheng. Li Zheng chased after him, but he really felt that he would collapse if he chased him, and he probably would have to stop after running less than five kilometers.

Just when he was slacking off, the belt, like the timely rain of nectar after a long drought, was raised high again, and fell hard, firmly pumping on Li Zheng's not-so-round buttocks.

"Platoon leader, it hurts..."

Li Zheng ran while talking.

Hou Jun held up his belt, making a gesture to slap him, and kept yelling, "Run! If you don't run, I'll slap you to death!"

In order to prevent Hou Jun from slapping him, Li Zheng could only run as hard as he could.

He even forgot that he was chasing Zhang Jian, and felt that he was hiding from Hou Jun.

As long as Hou Jun doesn't smoke, it will be done.

As a result, he ran and overtook Zhang Jian!

Zhang Jian was dumbfounded when he saw it. Before he could recover, Hou Jun's belt was directly on his ass.

"Ouch……"

He couldn't help grinning.

Acting platoon leader Hou Jun's hands are black, he is not soft at all!
"Platoon leader..."

"I'm not the platoon leader! Run faster! If you can't catch up with Li Zheng, I'll beat you to death!"

After speaking, another belt.

Zhang Jian was in so much pain that he almost scolded his mother, but he didn't dare to scold him, so he could only chase Li Zheng desperately until he surpassed Li Zheng, and then it was Li Zheng's turn to repeat the previous story...

Ever since, this morning, the sentinel at the gate post of the division headquarters saw a hilarious scene-a sergeant was holding an armed belt in his hand, and two recruits without military rank were running in front of him, and a tall and big man was running At the front, there is another handsome man running in the second position. The sergeant chases No.2 and sucks his ass. The soldier of No.2 surpasses No.1, and it is the turn of No.1 to become No.2. ass pumping...

On the boulevard where Division E was stationed, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian's cries of pain could be heard from time to time.

But neither Li Zheng nor Zhang Jian noticed that there were no other recruits behind them.

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