Chapter 136: Zhou Huping, Captain of the Third Squadron (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
The first piece of good news was that in the third week after joining the teaching brigade, Yan Yan threw a bomb and threw a good score of 55 meters in the routine inspection and assessment.
This means that he can pat his ass and leave the "bombing commando" without having to go to see the captain of the bombing commando at noon the next day, nor does he have to throw grenades at the hillside for nearly two hours at noon every day, so that his hands will tremble when he eats and holds chopsticks.
It dawned on him that the training methods he had previously disdained seemed silly, but they were useful.
Military skills and qualities are really hard work, and there is no time to cheat and cheat at all.
Of course, there is one thing that he is most likely to do, and that is his 400-meter hurdles.
This project still has not run into the excellent, if it is still not excellent at the end of the month, solemn may face the withdrawal treatment.
The second piece of good news is that in recent years, there has been a lot of wind blowing everywhere about the distribution of new equipment.
What kind of new equipment exactly, no one knows.
This news was finally confirmed by Zhou Huping, the leader of the third squadron, in his speech before dinner one day.
"Comrades, I got good news, starting tomorrow, our troops will begin to distribute Type 91 carrying equipment, what is Type 91 carrying equipment? It's a backpack that can fit your backpack and clothes, and a backpack that can hold grenades, water bottles, etc., so you don't have to carry it on your left shoulder anymore! ”
Zhou Huping's words made the students present suddenly excited.
Such a novelty?!
You don't have to carry a Type 56 bullet belt, and then tie more than N kinds of water bottles, satchels and gas masks on your body like a big bundle, and you don't need to press three horizontally and two vertically to hit a backpack and then tie a raincoat and shoes on it?
Oh my!
There is something more to be happy about.
"Be quiet!"
Zhou Huping raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet.
Everyone was quiet.
"The distribution should be started from our teaching team first, Deputy Division Commander Cai said, let the students of our teaching team try it first, show you the effect, and equip the whole division in the next step!"
When he said this, Zhou Huping's face was filled with that pride.
Teaching the squadron leader of the brigade, of course, he is proud, the treasure unit in the eyes of the division commander.
Just as he was making an enthusiastic speech, suddenly, a soldier walked out of the door of the dining hall of the cooking class.
This soldier walked to the sink at the door, poked his head into the tank, and then peeked at the squadron leader Zhou Huping, who had his back to him, reached out and fished out a black thing from it and threw it on the ground.
None of the students were nearsighted, and their eyesight was excellent, and they could see at a glance what the thing that had been thrown on the turf was.
"Wow! It's a rat......"
"yes, yes, there's a dead rat in that sink......"
"Holy! Don't use the water to wash the dishes later......"
The ranks were boiling again.
Everyone messed up for half a minute, some were disgusted, some were surprised, some were curious, and they exchanged ears to analyze the cause of the rat's death and whether they had recently used the rat's bath water to wash their own dishes.
Zhou Huping stopped talking with an unhappy expression, looked at the more than 100 students in front of him, and then seemed to realize something.
When I looked back, there was a dead rat lying on the ground.
As the squadron leader, Zhou Huping was absolutely calm, and wrote lightly: "Damn, isn't it a dead mouse?" ”
So he said to the cook, who was still standing by the sink, "Go, come and change the water here, what do you want!?" Where did the rats come from? ”
The soldier was startled and hurriedly explained: "Captain, there was no water when I poured it just now, maybe I fell down through ......the sink and drowned after pouring water."
The cook's answer made everyone laugh and burst into laughter.
"Can you be more bizarre? Drowned? How long does it take to drown? What do you do in the cooking class? Don't check hygiene? Zhou Huping may feel that he can't hold his face, although these students are from the grassroots combat company, but the food relationship is transferred to the like, which can be regarded as real money to pay for the food.
The hygiene is not good, and it seems to be a shame for the teaching team.
Just now, I was blowing about the teaching team, and I was slapped in the face in a flash......
The cook hurriedly nodded yes, and then ran to call a few people from the cooking squad to come out to change the water.
Only then did Zhou Huping turn his head and face all the students again.
"I said enough is enough, don't look any further...... Isn't it just a dead rat? What's there to see? Never seen a mouse in your life? ”
Everyone was quiet.
Zhou Huping continued to speak.
After a while, some of the soldiers whispered about the rat below, and some of the soldiers craned their necks to see what to do with the carcass of the rat that had caused the commotion.
"Don't look any further, I've already reminded you a second time, don't let me say a third time!"
Zhou Huping stopped speaking, and suddenly his face sank.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
This time, Zhuang Yan immediately retracted his neck, not daring to look in the direction of the mouse again.
Because, he knows very well what kind of person Zhou Huping is.
In stark contrast to Instructor Wang of the brigade, Zhou Huping, the leader of the third lieutenant squadron, is a strange person.
The reason why he is a strange person is that there is such a casual officer in such a strict place in the army.
All along, the officers with whom the solemn contacts have been rigorous and humorous, especially the cadres at and above the company level, who keep their faces tight all day long and do not smile.
Zhou Huping is an exception, this person speaks and does things cleanly, and under the majesty, it makes people cry and laugh.
All the soldiers were afraid of him, but they obeyed him.
In the solemn impression, Zhou Huping is an officer who absolutely does what he says and makes frequent strange moves.
On one occasion, the No. 3 Squadron took on another task, performing a 400-meter obstacle and a 500-meter infantry comprehensive tactical drill for the visiting personnel of a fraternal unit.
In order to ensure the effect, the 400-meter obstacle training and the 500-meter tactical comprehensive drill are carried out every day.
At the end of the exercise that morning, Zhou Huping, who usually does not comment easily, walked to the front of the queue and announced that the performance team would leave two obstacles, and the other students could go back to the row room to rest, wash their faces and brush their teeth and prepare for dinner.
As soon as the order was announced, the ranks were divided into two factions.
One faction is a performance team, and they are dejected; One faction is a non-performance team, and it is a good thing to be able to close the exercise early.
So the non-acting team began to tease the acting team, look, train well, the top, you deserve to run a few more obstacles. Some even laughed and high-fived each other.
Zhou Huping, who had already turned around and walked away, heard the cheers of those non-acting students, turned around and saw this scene, frowned slightly, turned around and immediately blew the whistle, and ordered to reassemble.
Then, he announced a new order, the performance team went back early to rest, and all the non-performance teams stayed, armed with a five-kilometer cross-country country.
The situation suddenly reversed 180 degrees. The performance team held back a smile and triumphantly packed up their things and returned to the row room; The non-performance team fell from the peak of happiness to the depressed canyon, and everyone's faces became bitter melons.
The non-performing team members running on the five-kilometer route complained to each other, and some people scolded, damn, which Wang Ba Lamb laughed just now, and killed people......
On that day, Zhuang Yan was one of the students of the non-performance team and one of the people who were fined five kilometers of armed cross-country.
From that day on, Zhuang Zhuang knew that Lao Zhou could not be provoked.
He really can come up with anything, and he will do it when he thinks of it.