Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 73
Just do it.

Hou Jun did what he said.

From the second day on, the recruits in the first row were miserable.

From morning to night, there is not much time to rest.

When I get up in the morning, I will go for a five-kilometer trip to exercise my muscles and bones, and then start to queue for half an hour, followed by physical fitness.

After finishing the exercise, he washed his face and rinsed his mouth, then went to the cafeteria to have breakfast and started to perform exercises. This was the happiest time for Li Zheng and his gang of recruits.

In the morning, Hou Jun usually takes the recruits to the shooting range to shoot live ammunition. This is the request of the regiment leader. Anyway, the bullets are from the regiment, and the funds are also paid by the regiment. His regiment leader Li Haiou is not distressed. Naturally, the big soldiers below I am also willing to severely burn those stocks.

This has a chain reaction.

Originally, recruits didn't shoot many times. After a recruit period, they can shoot two or three times, which is already very popular.

The second battalion of new recruits of the Tiger Regiment did this, and every day on the shooting range there was a lot of ping-pong-pong noise, which alarmed the first and third battalions.

The other two recruit battalions sent people over to take a look. When they came back, they said that the second battalion organized recruits to fire live ammunition as if they were crazy.

The chief officers of the first battalion and the third battalion heard this, is this okay?The Tiger Regiment had always been known for their marksmanship in Division E, and their marksmanship had always dominated the rankings. Fortunately, the veterans had retired and the new recruits had arrived. The other two regiments finally felt that they had a chance to turn around.

Now it seems that the Tigers don't intend to give themselves a chance to stand up.

At the end of the year, new recruits have to undergo an assessment before they leave the company, and after the new year after leaving the company, they also need to conduct an annual assessment of the whole division. Who doesn't want the title of advanced training unit?The red flag of the excellent unit of the recruit training is gone?

Don’t take the red flag seriously. Firstly, it’s a collective honor. If you take it back, you can hang it in the honor room of the regiment and hang it in the battalion. When the talents in the regiment write their reports, they won’t be empty. At least they have something to say and achievements. Write.

Secondly, more importantly, it also involves the issue of personal honor.

In addition to collective honors, there are also individual honors, such as annual outstanding recruit squad leader, excellent platoon leader, company commander and so on.

The accumulation of personal honors will be the real results when the merits are judged and awarded next year. Otherwise, if you want to judge your merits, if there is no real material in the materials, who would dare to report it to you?
Therefore, fighting for the first place is not only a matter of face, not only a matter of honor, but also a matter of personal progress.

Ever since, the entire recruit group suddenly rolled up.

The second battalion took the lead, and the first battalion and the third battalion also started to ping-pong, and trained the recruits like veterans every day.

In this introverted atmosphere, the recruits in four companies and one row were even more involved.

"you lost weight."

A week later, Li Zheng suddenly noticed something at the dinner table. Fatty Wei had lost weight.

It's really thin.

The kind of thinness visible to the naked eye, but although the person looks a little tired, his eyes are more energetic than before.

"Thin!" Fatty Wei on the opposite side was devouring a chicken leg, breathing heavily from one nostril, and answered Li Zheng not at all surprised: "I saw the cooking team weighing the dishes in the morning, so I ran over and stood on it. Guess how many pounds I’ve lost since joining the army?”

Yang Hui peeled the egg, looked at Fatty Wei while peeling it, estimated it and said, "Ten catties!"

boy face...

No, now Jiang Rong can't be called a little boy, he has already become a little boy.

"I lost weight too," he said.

As soon as the words came out, the sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red.

Li Zheng hurriedly reminded: "Don't cry, there are many people here, if you want to cry, find a place where there is no one."

It wasn't the first time Jiang Rong cried.

In the entire platoon, he was the one who cried the most.

He used to be the treasure of his parents at home, and he was the only seedling in his family. He was pampered and cared for in various ways. When he went to study at the Pheasant University in other places, his mother followed him, rented a house nearby, and cooked love soup every night. Nourishing him at the gate of the school, and on weekends, he will definitely be taken to the city to play and eat and drink, and be raised as a prince.

Now that Jiang Xing is in the army, he has to do everything by himself, not to mention, he has to receive various military physical training every day, and he has to follow the rules and regulations of the soldiers even when he walks. This kind of difference makes him very different Big, it's no surprise to cry.

The last time he was in the bathroom, Li Zheng saw him hiding in a corner and crying secretly.

Jiang Xing was still stubborn in his temper.

When Li Zheng reminded him, he immediately sniffled and forcibly held back the tears that were about to pour from his eyes.

Fatty Wei observed the words and expressions, and immediately brought the topic back to himself, saying that you all underestimated me, and I lost eighteen catties of meat!
"18 catties!" He proudly held up two fingers: "Almost two roast suckling pigs!"

After speaking, he suddenly wiped his face sadly, and said in a narcissistic and slightly resentful tone: "I used to be very handsome, but now I am thinner and more handsome. It seems that the threshold of our house will be changed again." New..."

Fatty Wei brags all the year round that he is popular with girls when he is at home, saying that almost every once in a while someone asks him if he would like to marry him back home as a wife, but later he refused a lot, and those girls took a roundabout tactic and ran to Public relations with his father, every day his father is invited three times a day, saying it is a treat, only to find out that it is a matchmaker.

Li Zheng laughed when he heard this, and said: "I said fat man, I didn't hit you. Those little girls probably fell in love with your family's dozens of resettlement houses in the city center, right? Don't be narcissistic and think you like it." You."

Zhang Jian, the most unpopular in the class, suddenly picked up the clean bowl and stood up, and said to Fatty Wei with a sneer, "Fatty, stop dreaming there!" ?A person is honorable only if he relies on himself, and he is capable only if he has ability. What is the ability to rely on the family? Which of the dozens of houses in your house did you earn by yourself? I say you should hurry up and eat, don’t delay, but you have to wait a while Go to the bombing commando team, and see if the first squad leader does not punish you to death!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around coolly, left the stunned Fatty Wei and the rest of the people, and left without even giving him a chance to fight back.

"Alas!"

Fatty Wei was a little caught off guard by this sudden attack, but he didn't react until Zhang Jian walked out of the dining hall.

"Why does he say that about me?! Why does he say that about me?! He is the least qualified person in the class to say that about me! Oh, I rely on my father, he doesn't, his father is the chief of staff...he doesn't rely on him Dad... a joke!"

Speaking of this, Fatty Wei suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed the point.

He wanted to say that if Zhang Jian didn't rely on his father, why should he join the army.

But thinking about it, it seems that you don't need any family background to be a soldier. This is not true...

When the time came, Fatty Wei finally found the key point, and said to the comrades at the table: "What's wrong with relying on father? Reincarnation is also a skill, don't you think? Isn't it?"

Hearing what he said, everyone else laughed.

"Yes yes yes! It's a technical job!"

　Ask for tickets, ask for collections!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)