Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 78

"Four companies and one row are doing big things again!"

The news spread like a winged bird through the entire regiment of recruits.

Including the two platoon leaders in the second and third platoons, the company commander Xie Dong also frowned when he heard the secretary come in to report the matter to him in the company office.

"What happened?" Company Commander Xie Dong subconsciously reached out and touched his eyebrows: "No wonder my eyelids keep twitching!"

The document said: "Didn't the first row set up a shooting training team to start a small fire? It used to be at noon, but today it's evil. It started to lie down on the training ground at noon and stopped moving. It was still there in the afternoon. At first I thought It was an extra hour of practice, but they still haven't dispersed, and they are still there."

Xie Dong quickly asked, "How long has it been going on?"

The clerk scratched his head: "I don't know. It starts at noon. I don't know the exact time. Why is it more than two hours?"

"This Hou Jun..."

Xie Dong thought to himself.

"Always get me something."

He picked up the cap and put it on his head, stood up and pointed to the training ground and said to the clerk, "Go, let's see what Hou Jun is doing again!"

The clerk laughed and said, "He was also training together, lying there motionless."

Xie Dong, who walked to the entrance of the company's gate, was immediately fixed like acupuncture. He looked back at the document with disbelief and said, "What are you talking about? He Hou Jun is also doing it together?"

The document said: "That's right. When I saw it just now, I asked Wu Yi. Wu Yi said that they were training the stability of the gun, and that it was a comparison of endurance and willpower, but they have been lying down until noon."

"Nonsense!" Xie Dong looked out of the window. It was autumn and the sun was shining brightly in the sky. Even though it was three o'clock in the afternoon, it was still steaming outside, like an oven.

"That's the training for top snipers. What kind of gun stability training do recruits do? I'm afraid he, Hou Jun, is crazy?!"

At this time, he felt a little uneasy.

As a company commander, he was afraid of accidents during training.

If there is a problem with a soldier, it is probably a trivial matter for the company commander to be criticized, and it may not be as simple as being criticized for a major problem.

He quickly left the company headquarters, ran down the stairs all the way, and ran towards the training ground on the first floor, and didn't even return the salute to him by the duty post.

When he arrived at the comprehensive shooting training ground, Xie Dong looked at it from a distance and took a deep breath.

It's over!

Not only did people from other battalions come to watch, but even squad leaders from other regiments brought their soldiers over to watch.

From a distance, he saw the back of battalion commander Liang Hu.

Even the battalion commander was alarmed, this Hou Jun can really make a fuss!
Trotting all the way to Liang Hu's side, Xie Dong saluted and immediately said: "Battle Commander, I'll tell them to stop..."

Before the words landed, a scream broke out from the crowd.

Then I heard Fatty Wei shouting: "Someone has fainted!"

fainted?

Xie Dong's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed forward in two quick steps.

"Who fainted?"

A group of several recruits separated into a circle, and there was a person lying on the ground. At first glance, I remembered that it was a recruit named Yang Hui.

He made a decisive decision and waved to the following documents: "Take someone to the health worker at the battalion immediately, hurry up!"

Soon, several soldiers came up and carried the fainted Yang Hui away to the battalion headquarters.

Xie Dong didn't vent his anger.

The battalion commander was staring at him not far away, and wanted to explain to him, but he had already fainted before he could explain.

Training doesn't allow for accidents.

I'm really worried that it will come!
Turning around, he questioned Wu Yi who was on the side: "Squad leader, what are you doing!"

Wu Yi said: "Today is a small competition between our platoon and ourselves, the platoon leader organization."

Xie Dong turned his head and looked at Hou Jun who was lying on the ground as if isolated from the world. He knew that he, a soldier of the same age, could hold on for twice as long, let alone lying on the ground for three hours.

The question is, how does the recruit next to him stand up?
Take your life to support it?
"Blindly mess with it!"

He glared at Wu Yi ferociously, turned around and went to Hou Jun, and shouted at Hou Jun who was still lying on the ground motionless: "A platoon leader! Get up!"

Hou Jun didn't move.

"I command you to get up!"

Hou Jun still didn't move.

"You fucking messing around!" He wanted to pull Hou Jun up, but someone behind him suddenly grabbed him.

"Don't worry."

"Don't worry..."

Xie Dong was anxious, and turned his head to curse.

As a result, when he turned his head to see the person coming, he swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

The person standing behind him was none other than Zhang Wenqing, the deputy division commander.

"Deputy Master Zhang..."

Xie Dong quickly saluted.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Wenqing said: "I just arrived, and when I passed by here, I saw a crowd of people, so I came to have a look."

As he spoke, he glanced at the three soldiers on the ground, and then signaled Xie Dong to step back.

When the two came more than ten meters away, Zhang Wenqing asked, "How long have you been lying here?"

Xie Dong said: "It starts at noon, I don't know the exact time."

Zhang Wenqing took another look, and his eyes fell on the bullet casing above the muzzle flash suppressor.

"According to gun stability training?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from Zhang Wenqing, Xie Dong could only nod his head: "Well, yes."

Zhang Wenqing said: "This is a common training method for snipers, do you recruits also do it?"

Xie Dong bit the bullet and said: "Well, the battalion has recently strengthened shooting training, and a row of excellent seedlings has been formed to strengthen the team, and it is my approval to start a small fire."

He is ready to take responsibility, just waiting for the deputy commander to criticize.

But he didn't wait for Zhang Wenqing's harsh words, but heard Deputy Teacher Zhang's soft "hmm".

Then ask: "In these two or three hours, how many times have the shell casings fallen to the ground?"

Xie Dong was caught off guard for a moment and was a little dazed.

Liang Hu next to him said: "Xie Dong, answer, are you dumb?"

Xie Dong could only confess: "I've just arrived too, so I don't know. But according to Hou Jun's training style, I'm afraid it won't count if you land once."

Zhang Wenqing frowned slightly, with disbelief in his eyes, and asked again: "Really not once?"

He wasn't questioning Hou Jun, but felt that the two recruits next to him could last that long.

"Report to Deputy Teacher Zhang."

Fatty Wei shouted the report from the side.

Zhang Wenqing turned around and saw that it was Fatty Wei who had eaten crayfish with him, smiled, and said, "Xiao Wei, do you know that their shell casings have never been dropped?"

"Of course I know, I was also lying there at first." He pointed to the sides of Hou Jun, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, and then said a little embarrassedly: "But I couldn't stand it after only an hour. It's uncomfortable, this is not something that humans can withstand..."

Zhang Wenqing smiled, he knew that Fatty Wei's words were somewhat exaggerated.

In fact, one hour of gun stability training is common in ordinary combat companies. Rifle shooting two practice kneeling and standing training is even more brutal. The veterans of the company need an hour to squat and stand while holding a gun. This kind of stability training is actually Compared with the kneeling and standing posture, the gun training requires lower physiological endurance, but requires more willpower, and has higher requirements for feel and stability.

From this point of view, Zhang Wenqing admires Hou Jun very much.

He knew Hou Jun.

Hou Jun is a celebrity, the number one sniper in the division, and a veteran with real skills.

For this kind of veteran, even if the training requirements are strict, Zhang Wenqing will not scold him.

Especially like Hou Jun, who can train and rest with the soldiers, and use his strength to persuade others, which makes him take a higher look.

"Since we met today, I'll just come and be a referee."

He called Wu Yi.

"Squad leader, how long has it been so far?"

Wu Yi said: "Two hours, 42 minutes and 33 seconds..."

He handed the stopwatch to Zhang Wenqing.

"The time set by the platoon leader is 4 hours, and the cartridge case will not fall within 4 hours. The platoon leader treats the guests to eat crayfish!"

Zhang Wenqing looked at the beating numbers on the watch, and suddenly announced loudly: "I don't believe that there are recruits who can last for more than 4 hours. At least I have never seen it. If there is, I will pay for the crayfish!"

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