This summer, there was a lot of rain. It rained for several days. A week later, a briefing on the military-civilian clash came down. Ru Xing, the commander of the first company of the special brigade, was criticized. Sun Yuji, commander of the third company of the special brigade, was given a major punishment and suspended for inspection.

Leng Feng held a teacup in one hand and a handling notice in the other.

Six years ago, the military region organized a special forces competition. I don't know how Sun Yu got through the work of Wang Tianli, the chief of operations of the military region, through Jiang, the elder of the cooking squad, and wanted to go to the special operations camp to participate in special training. At that time, there were many places for the special operations battalion to be promoted, and many leaders took the opportunity to try to stuff a few "related soldiers."

When the head of the brigade directly notified Leng Feng and asked Sun Yu to participate in special training. He said dissatisfiedly: "This Sun Yu has never been in the special operations camp, why should he participate in special training." "This is what Minister Wang Tianli of the Military Region meant. "The captain showed his killer move. In fact, he couldn't figure out why the minister recommended a cook to participate in the special training.

Leng Feng was stunned and didn't say anything, but just blindly emphasized: "The soldiers of the special operations battalion are the reconnaissance elite of the group army. The soldiers of our brigade who participated in the big competition were selected from the company at various levels. If you add one person like this, I'm afraid that everyone will be in a mood and affect the overall results of the competition!" The captain was laughed at by Leng Feng's fierce temper and said, "Minister Wang will not be wrong with the person he watches. You take it with you first, and if you can't, you can go back. ”

Leng Feng felt that the pressure was increasing unabated, and this kind of relationship soldier "is easy to invite Buddha and difficult to send Buddha". If you really want to "invite" you to come in, there is an old chief there to stand up, where to retreat? Not to mention Wang Tianli, who is also a god-like existence in the special forces of the whole army. You can refuse the commander's order, but you can't refuse Wang Tianli's request. Leng Feng had no choice but to let out a long sigh and said, "Okay!"

He wanted to protect the face of the chief, and he had to consider the interests of the special operations battalion. However, Leng Feng has his own set of ways to deal with this kind of "relationship soldier". In particular, it is the best way to let this kind of "relationship soldiers" retreat in the face of difficulties. No matter how hard the relationship is, the routine assessment process still has to go. He was more concerned about how to give an explanation to the old chief after eliminating Sun Yu. Besides, it was he who drove Sun Yu to the service camp at the beginning, and now he really let him come back, isn't it a slap in the face?

The next day, Leng Feng took Sun Yu to the training ground of the special training team. After putting the team in order, he walked around with a sharp gaze. For Sun Yu, he said, "Since you want to join the special training team, let your comrades-in-arms know about your military qualities." Speaking of this, he shouted at the team, "Wen Song." "To"

"Get out of the line!"

"Yes!" Before the words could be spoken, a sturdy warrior with broad shoulders and a narrow waist in an inverted triangle walked out of the queue. Leng Feng smiled and said, "Sun Yu, you can compete with Wen Song, and you will have a good chance of training in the future." He felt that if Sun Yu lost, he would not stay for half a day and would ask to return to the service camp.

Whether it is a battlefield or a martial arts field, it is a place where soldiers fight for honor. Of course, Sun Yu saw Leng Feng's thoughts, and he also wanted to take a small test in the special training team to vent his anger for the brothers in the service camp.

Wen Song's eyes were sharp, and he said in a provocative tone: "Brother, I remember that you fed pigs." What can you compare?"

In the face of the other party's ridicule, Sun Yu was not anxious or annoyed, and greeted him without showing weakness: "It's better than anything!"

Watching the two of them face each other, Leng Feng said: "Shooting is the foundation, you guys have a game to shoot." In addition, the horizontal bar is compared to the horizontal bar"

"Yes, battalion commander, don't worry, I'll definitely give him the whole open. Wen Song spoke in a rough and strong manner. He looked up and said to Sun Yu, "You choose a gun." ”

Sun Yu glanced at the sniper rifle, shook his hand into a fist and quickly released it, and asked inquiringly while moving his fingers: "What gun do you usually use?"

Wen Song didn't buy it: "You pick first, don't worry about me, be happy!"

Sun Yu's eyes jumped over the sniper rifle, landed on the 95 rifle on one side, and said, "Okay, I'll use the 95 rifle!"

Looking at Sun Yu who was walking towards the target position, Leng Feng thought to himself: "This kid has a bit of backbone. Could it be that based on this, Wang Tianli, an old antique, would come forward to intercede in person?"

At this time, two moving targets had appeared 200 meters ahead. Leng Feng said: "5 bullets per person. Wen Song attacked the single-number target on the left, and Sun Yu attacked the double-number target on the right."

Sun Yu lay down and aimed at the bullseye in the distance. He knew that a good shooter would be able to control the biggest enemy that affected his shooting, the Void Light. If you want to master the gun in your hand, you must first master the characteristics of virtual light, and he doesn't know how many times he has summarized and groped for these. He lay quietly in front of the target table, confident. The gaps, the crosshairs, and the targets were entangled in his gaze. His fingertips, wrists, and arms maintain the highest sensitivity, holding the gun firmly. At this point, everyone is looking ahead.

Leng Feng shouted "Start". The two moving targets move slowly in two directions, left and right. "Bang!" Wen Song's gun rang out first.

"No. 1 target, seven rings!" Wen Song was a little proud, and the results were not bad. Ye Yu, who was lying on the side, was not affected by the gunfire in the slightest. He took aim steadily, and the index finger that pulled the trigger trembled a little. "No. 2 target, five rings!" he said with some signs on his face, it was really a standard result, and the result was average.

After the first target is knocked down, the other is erected. The speed of the slow-moving target that was originally moving directly accelerated! The sudden change in the speed of movement disrupted the law that the two sides had just mastered. "Bang, moving target No. 3, 6 rings!" "Bang, moving target No. 4, ring 8" "Bang, moving target No. 6, ring 7!" "Bang, moving target No. 5, 7 rings; moving target No. 7, ring 8"

The target moves faster and faster, as if a person is running. Leng Feng and the others standing behind him were all left behind, and Sun Yu only had the target in his sight, which was the only one.

The two men continued to aim and fire. "Bang, bang. 8 rings for target 8, 9 rings for target 10".

"Bang. No. 9 target 9 rings".

Leng Feng's face did not change at all, and he said lightly: "It's all 37 rings, not bad." It's a tie."

"I used 3 seconds more than him and I lost. Wen Song admitted very frankly, and then said a little unwillingly, "Let's have a horizontal bar eight practice." "This project is a difficult action in military training.

Wen Song jumped lightly, and shook the bar with both hands. "1, 2, 3 .......", Wen Song made 46 in one breath like a wheel, before jumping down.

"Wow, it's the prince of gymnastics!" someone whispered below.

"Battalion commander. I want to march the pot under the pretext of the cooking class. Sun Yu pleaded with Leng Feng.

"He didn't forget to cook in martial arts. One of the fighters laughed out loud as he said "poof".

Leng Feng looked at Sun Yu with a serious look on his face, and asked the two soldiers to go to the cooking class to borrow a marching pot.

Sun Yu put the marching pot on his back, jumped lightly and grabbed the horizontal bar, and slowly swung up. "One lap, two laps, three laps ....... "Maybe it's because there is a pot on his back, Sun Yu turns slowly. Everyone was amazed, and all eyes were focused on the horizontal bar, like a little turtle circling the horizontal bar.

With a pot on his back, Ye Yu didn't want this group of special service elites to underestimate their logistics soldiers. It was meaningless for the game to continue, Leng Feng stood diagonally behind Sun Yu, and nodded secretly in his heart.......

"Alright, let's come down"

Wen Song said with a calm face, "You won me this time, I admire you, but it doesn't mean that it will always be like this in the future!" Just this sentence made Sun Yu feel that this was a place with feelings. He was about to walk out of his own military path, stretched out his right hand and said to Wen Song: "Actually, I just cheated. I admire you too!

At that moment, Leng Feng felt that this kid was really a special soldier. Thinking of this, he picked up the phone.