Although Zhou Huping's tone was calm and not intense, judging from his face, the trainees knew that his squadron leader was already angry.

Therefore, the team quickly returned to calm, and everyone took out a standard military posture and honestly continued to listen to the comments of the mid-week captain.

After talking for less than a minute, Zhou Huping suddenly stopped commenting, his face sank again, his eyes stared at the more than a hundred black heads in front of him, and said lightly: "It seems that you haven't taken the words of your superiors as an order, right?" As a pre-preparation squad leader, the most important thing is to learn how to obey orders, not that I speak loudly above and you secretly speak below. ”

Something is going to happen.

Zhuang Zhuang sighed in his heart, secretly saying that something bad was good.

He hurriedly followed Zhou Huping's gaze and swept the side with his eyes, it turned out that the attention of several students in Class 8 was still on the rats on the lawn, and their heads were all tilted to the side to look, and several of them didn't realize that they had caused trouble.

Zhou Huping's warning just now didn't seem to attract enough attention from these eighth-class students, and after the second warning, only the eighth-class students in the whole squadron began to be distracted again, and they all ran to the mouse carcass.

"All the eight classes are out of the ranks!" Zhou Huping pointed to the eighth class of the third district team in the queue, that is, Wang Datong's class, "Eighth squad leader, bring people to the front!" ”

The eighth squad leader hurriedly gave the order, "The eighth class is here!" Stand upright, walk together! ”

A group of senior soldiers walked out of the line in disbelief and stood in front of everyone.

Class 8 has a special feature, all of them are second-year veteran trainees, and the proportion is 100%.

This is deliberately centralized for the sake of unified management and training convenience.

Because of this, Class 8 is the most difficult class to manage in the third district team, and squad leader Qian Zhongjun often has headaches.

Zhou Huping's voice was still very flat, and said: "Go to the lawn, form a circle around the rats, and squat!" ”

Ten tall soldiers walked out onto the lawn, crouched down around the rat that had died unexpectedly.

Zhou Huping walked to their side with his hands behind his back, and said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's good-looking, right?" Interesting, right? I satisfy you, and from now on, you show me carefully, and look at it well. ”

Turning to the rest of the students, he said, "Let's all go to dinner, Luo Xiaoming, the acting captain of the third district team, go and ask what the eighth class saw after eating?" ”

After the meal, the people in the dining hall laughed while eating, and no one expected that Zhou Huping would come to such a strange punishment.

Until everyone finished eating and walked out of the canteen, many students couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle when they passed by the side of Class 8.

The veterans and cadets of Class 8 all looked like they had been shaved by someone, red and spicy, and they wished that there was a crack in the ground to get into.

In the evening, Qian Zhongjun was responsible for leading the team for physical training.

Just when everyone was sweating on the playground, Luo Xiaoming suddenly came over and shouted at everyone: "Seven, eight, and nine classes, each pick three people to go out of tolerance!" ”

Then he named the names of the three students in his class: "Solemn, serious, Xu Xingguo!" Immediately go back to the row house, get dressed and gather on the lawn, there is a task! ”

Solemn was so happy that he almost became incontinent.

Out of tolerance!

Paralysis, these are always the three most beautiful words heard by the training unit!

Without saying a word, he got up from the ground solemnly and said, "Yes!" ”

Then he rushed into the row house, put on his summer clothes, didn't have time to wipe the sweat and ran out of the row house, standing on the lawn and waiting.

He was afraid that he would move a little slower, and in the blink of an eye, the tolerance quota would fall on someone else's head.

Soon, the teaching brigade drove three cars, one for each squadron, and parked at the side of the squadron basketball court.

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

Luo Xiaoming waved his hand, and the nine students climbed into the car like monkeys.

The chief of the iron division led the team tonight, holding an equipment register in his hand, stood under the car and said to the trainees: "The new equipment has arrived, we will go to the division warehouse tonight to get it, remember, remember, you must abide by discipline when you go there, don't make a mistake for me." ”

After speaking, he put the co-pilot with the poker face that had made Zhuang Zheng very unhappy, and the car quickly left the teaching team and drove into the vast mountains.

Only then did Zhuang Zhuang know that the warehouse was a heavy place, and it was not hidden in an ordinary way.

Although it was not far from the division headquarters, it went around the mountain road and finally stopped in a col woods without any lights.

The trees here are so tall that the entire forest almost obscures the sky, and the warehouse is deep in the woods, and a very inconspicuous compound is dotted with a dozen large one-story concrete buildings.

The buildings looked sturdy, and the quartermaster depots were heavily inspected and guarded by heavily armed soldiers.

After checking the list of items received by the administrator in charge of the warehouse and the chief of the iron department, the large iron door of one of the warehouses was opened.

"There are a total of 162 sets of 91 style carrying equipment you want tonight, all of them are here, let's move!"

He pointed to a corner of the warehouse, which was filled with large cardboard boxes with the name of the product and the number of the manufacturer.

With more than 100 sets of carrying equipment, it was a breeze for nine well-trained trainees.

In less than half an hour, the items were moved.

Back in the car, solemnly smelling the unique smell of printing and dyeing of new equipment on the cardboard box, I couldn't help but want to tear open the box to see what was inside.

This is the first time that Yan Yan has come into contact with the Type 91 carrying gear, and receiving the new equipment is something to be excited about for any soldier.

At noon the next day, everyone received their own new carrying equipment.

Compared with the traditional five-flower straps and satchels, the Type 91 carrying gear is divided into a comprehensive cartridge belt, with a grenade pouch and a water bottle pouch, and a pocket device that can provide four magazines like the Type 56 cartridge belt.

In addition to this, small tactical backpacks and Type 91 backpacks, front bags and more are also available.

What I like most about Solemn is that these are all three-color jungle camouflage, which are almost the same as camouflage uniforms, at least there is no need to wear those old Type 56 cartridge belts. What's more, in the past, shoes had to be tied in the middle of the backpack, and a raincoat had to be tied on the top, but now there is no need to tie anything, directly stuffed into the 91-style waterproof backpack, tighten the belt, cover the top, buckle the buttons, and walk away.

On the day they got their hands, everyone stuffed their backpacks into their backpacks, stuffed the Type 91 cartridge belt into the magazine, walked around in and outside the row room, and didn't sleep at noon in excitement, and was handsome.

Even Luo Xiaoming went to the clerk to borrow a Seagull brand camera, asked each student to hold a gun, put on a steel helmet and camouflage cover, put on the latest Type 91 carrying gear, and took a few photos, which can be regarded as an addiction to new equipment.

It's just that, unexpectedly, the new equipment is handsome for only three days, and it quickly makes everyone suffer enough.