A few days after the end of the college entrance examination, the entire militia company of the military headquarters of the X Army became lively again after two days of silence. However, because people at that time were still relatively reserved, unlike now, after the college entrance examination, the whole thing is crazy, so it is relatively more lively than usual.

I don't know if these parents want to give their children an unexpected surprise, when all the members of the No. 17 militia company are concentrated in the X Army headquarters militia company's garrison X Army headquarters guard company, everyone including Chen Zhaoping, the company commander, does not know what arrangements are made today. For this militia company, in fact, everyone knows very well in their hearts, but it is just a small detention center set up by the head of the X Army for the children of his own group of cadres, without him, I just hope that this group of people will cause less trouble before they are settled. So everyone, including Chen Zhaoping, didn't have any official position as the commander of a militia company (of course, it will be recorded in the file). No matter how big an official you are, when you get here, you still have to listen to the military representatives. Because behind them are their own parents, the eyes of the entire X-Army military department.

Chen Zhaojun has been fine for the past two days, and he really wants to share his feelings with his eldest brother, so he also came with him today. What he didn't expect was that he became the most popular person among all the big brothers and sisters, everyone knew that he wrote essays, and it was this essay that gave many people more opportunities.

Just when a group of people were teasing Chen Zhaojun, the military representative in charge of the military training of the militia company came.

"All the companies have it, stand upright!" Chen Zhaoping gave the order. Don't look at this militia company as just a shelf, but everyone here has grown up looking at grass-green military uniforms. Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run. Even if they don't train, they are very familiar with these basic queue movements. Hearing the company commander Chen Zhaoping's command, he hurriedly stood up neatly.

"Report to the representative of the army, all the militia fighters of the militia company of the military headquarters of the X army have been assembled, please instruct! Company Commander Chen Zhaoping. "It's this report, put it in the locality, you may have to learn it specifically, but in this militia company, everyone knows how to report it.

"Please take a break!" The military representative gave a solemn order.

"Take a break!"

"Comrades!" As soon as the military representative's words came out, the entire queue returned to its upright state.

"Please take a break." After everyone finished the action, the military representative continued: "Do you see the truck next to you?" He was referring to a large truck behind him that was loading field cookers.

"See." The answer was uniform.

"Do you know what it does?"

The words of the military representative made it difficult for the people of the militia company to answer. Because this is certainly not the way to ask questions in the article. Everyone didn't speak, waiting for the military representative to continue.

"Let me tell you that, according to the instructions of the head of the X Army, the militia company of the X Army headquarters will conduct two days of military training. The purpose is to make the militia company proficient in firearms knowledge and shooting essentials. The big truck next to it is prepared for these two days of training outside! At the end of the military representative's words, a smile appeared on his face. Because he knew that now, these little cubs should be happy.

In the environment of the time, the management of firearms was far from what it is now. Who has never shot a gun in a child who grew up in the army? But that's all private. As long as the opportunity is rare today. Sure enough, as soon as the military representative said this, he said it. The entire militia company was in disarray, and both men and women were excitedly talking. If it were in peacetime, the representatives of the military training army selected by the entire X Army would definitely rectify them fiercely, but today he knew that maybe in a few days, he would no longer be able to see these children, and those with good grades would go to college, and those with bad grades might be left as soldiers. Besides, the order given to him by the army was to let these children relax, so he didn't care about them.

As soon as he heard the news, Chen Zhaojun was excited! He also grew up in the army, and by the time he could play with guns, the firearms had been strictly managed, and although he had the opportunity to shoot a few shots, he was always not happy. This time, I'm going to have to play with it.

"That's it! It's all there, now I'll give you twenty minutes, go back to the dorm room, pack your backpack, and organize your personal belongings. Twenty minutes later, get on the bus and go! Disbanded now! The military representative did not want to delay the time and gave the order. In order to make the whole militia company look good, the X Army provided all the militia with military personal items in traps.

The soldiers of the militia company ran back to their quarters and began to tidy up their things. Chen Zhaoping just wanted to run, but when he thought that his younger brother was still on his side, he hurriedly rushed over and wanted Chen Zhaojun to go home.

"Big brother, let me go with you, I won't trouble you!" Without waiting for Chen Zhaoping to speak, Chen Zhaojun hurriedly said his request.

"How can this work, it doesn't matter if the eldest brother says it. You'd better go back quickly. Chen Zhaoping said resolutely.

In fact, Chen Zhaojun wanted to get this result. But you have a good plan, and I have a wall ladder. Chen Zhaojun had already planned what to do.

He ignored what Chen Zhaoping said, and ran directly to the female militia dormitory. He grew up, and there were a few female militiamen who felt very sorry for themselves and were very soft-hearted. As long as you can impress these people, I believe that with your own contributions, plus the support of most of the militia brothers and sisters. When the time comes, call my dad and you'll be done.

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Sure enough, in the big truck where the militia company of the X Army headquarters went to the shooting range, there was an extra little guy who was obviously not a militiaman. At this time, he was leaning on Sister Xiujuan's body to anger Chen Zhaoping. Chen Zhaoping has no way at all. Anyway, the little guy's participation in target shooting was agreed by Comrade Chen Weixiong, chief of staff of the X Army, and Chen Zhaoping accepted it to be carried out, and if he did not accept it, he would also carry it out. Crucially, he also has the responsibility of taking care of this small supernumerary militia. According to the instructions of Comrade Chen Weixiong, chief of staff of the X Army, if Chen Zhaojun is not taken care of, Chen Zhaoping will have to be careful about his buttocks.

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The shooting range of the military headquarters of the X Army is actually not very far, and it is often dangled here when everyone comes out to play. But this time it's for the kids to relax, so it's basically a play.

When you arrive, the first thing you must do is to open your stance and set up your tent. Originally, there were not many people in the militia company, and there were many girls, so two tents, one large and one small, were quickly set up. The small ones are for female soldiers, and the ordinary battalion-level command tent is just right for sleeping with a dozen girls. There were a little more people in the big tents, because some of the guards company had come, and of course they lived with the male militiamen of the militia company.

After eating the lunch cooked by the master of the guard company with camping cooking utensils, everyone was a little impatient. In order to keep the children entertained, the X-Army brought out almost all the individual weapons of the time (excluding cannons, of course), Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, Type 56 submachine guns, ********, * pistols, etc. Don't look at the militia company, there are a lot of girls, but no one needs the help of the soldiers of the guard company. They are all from military families, and it is still trivial to shoot a gun.

Watching others have a lively time, Chen Zhaojun is certainly not far behind. Grabbed a Type 56 submachine gun, adjusted it to the position of continuous firing, and pulled the trigger against the target.

Chen Zhaojun didn't expect that when he shot a gun for the first time in his previous life, it was still the gun that his father helped him master, and he just took care of the buckle machine. When I grew up, I didn't think the recoil of the Type 56 was strong, but now it's different. Although there was no problem fiddling with the gun, when he actually fired the gun, he found that the recoil of the Type 56 was amazingly large, and he hit Chen Zhaojun's shoulder hard with the first shot, and suddenly, half of his body was numb. It's playing, it's a sin.

Dropping the gun, Chen Zhaojun stopped playing.

Seeing his younger brother sitting on the grass on the side angrily, Chen Zhaoping hurriedly came to care for his younger brother.

"What's wrong? Why don't you play anymore? ”

"What a broken gun, the recoil is so big, my shoulders are swollen." Chen Zhaojun has played with a lot of guns, but most of them are later Type 87 assault rifles, Type 95 assault rifles and Type 03 assault rifles. Due to the widespread use of small-caliber bullets, coupled with a more rational design, these guns were significantly better than the Type 65.

"If you don't want to play, forget it, just stay here honestly and don't run around." Chen Zhaoping confessed that he still wanted to play a little more.

Chen Zhaojun watched Chen Zhaoping have fun with a group of brothers and sisters, and muttered in his heart, should I get the design drawings of Type 87 or Type 95? But this thought is just a flash, and in this day and age, stability is the most important.