The small fishing village is a classic route for the long-distance off-road of Tiebalian.

Go out from the gate of Balian, turn left and run onto a cement road more than two meters wide, next to the sea, run along the beach, and run to a small remote fishing village about 3 kilometers away.

The whole route is more than 6 kilometers round trip.

That night, when everyone was eating in the canteen, Zhuang Zheng and Yi Jun ran like dogs on the concrete road leading to the small fishing village with their gear on their backs.

After returning to the company, Yin Xiancong held a class meeting, criticized Zhuang Zhuang severely, and then asked him to immediately write a personal review and submit it to the company.

In comparison, Yi Jun is much more miserable.

He is a soldier of the third squad, and the leader of the third squad is Chen Qingming.

Chen Qingming is not a good talker, and the performance of the third class directly affects the success or failure of his stay in the team.

Yi Jun made the old face of the third class lose all his face this time, and he hit the muzzle of the gun.

The next morning, solemnly saw Yi Jun with a puffy face by the bath, and only after asking did he know that after the lights went out last night, Chen Qingming escorted Yi Jun to the training ground to do high-posture push-ups, and cleaned up for two hours.

High-pitch push-ups are different from ordinary push-ups, where one end of the foot is usually placed on a cement pier nearly one meter high, and the hands are on the ground to form a height difference.

High-posture push-ups consume more than twice the physical strength of ordinary push-ups, and the worst thing is that high-posture push-ups will cause blood to flow backwards, and people will become more and more uncomfortable.

Yi Jun was taken to the back of the row house by Chen Qingming that night, and his face was swollen.

Early the next morning, he solemnly went to the pool to wash and met Yi Jun, whose eyes were red.

Yi Jun said, "Fuck me, I'm not done with him." ”

The "he" in Yi Jun's mouth is self-evident, referring to Chen Qingming, the third squad leader.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't know what Yi Jun wanted to "end", and when he saw that he was on fire, he could only comfort him with a few kind words, telling him not to cause trouble again, otherwise with Chen Qingming's temperament, he would definitely be put to death.

Soon it was the end of April.

The last recruits of the Eighth Company to participate in the training were also gone.

On the day of leaving, he stood solemnly at the door of the row house and looked at it for a long time, and finally sighed heavily and returned to the room.

Now, there is no way back.

To teach the brigade and participate in the training of the pre-preparation squad leader, this is the only thing that solemn can do, and it is also the only way out.

No other way!

The competition with Xu Typicals has also reached a fever pitch.

Attitude is everything.

Solemnity has fought against the odds, and if it doesn't succeed, it will become benevolent.

If you don't want to be a soldier under Xu Xingguo in the second year, you can only be a squad leader!

At night, the Eighth Company Shooting Range.

Toot Toot Toot –

A hurried whistle sounded.

More than ten seconds later, more than a dozen flashes began to appear in the darkness a hundred meters away.

The flashes start flashing at regular intervals, for three seconds at a time.

Phew-

Phew-

Phew-

On the firing line, dark red muzzle flames bloomed in the darkness.

Yin Xiancong crossed his hands and stared at the flashing point opposite, which was a small light bulb hanging from a target, connected by wires to a hand-cranked generator placed in an underground trench.

As soon as it is shaken, the light starts flashing.

Night shooting, infantry three exercises.

"Yin Xiancong." Dai Dehan didn't know when he had walked behind Yin Xiancong.

Yin Xiancong turned his head and saw the person in the light of the muzzle flame.

"Platoon commander, when are you back?"

"The training camp in the regiment is over, so I'm back," he said. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the register in Yin Xiancong's hand: "How are the results tonight?" ”

Yin Xiancong hurriedly handed over the register.

"It's almost over, it's okay, these boys didn't lose our face."

Dai Dehan took the register, took the flashlight in Yin Xiancong's hand, turned on the light, and browsed quickly.

"Huh?"

He stopped suddenly.

Yin Xiancong asked, "Platoon commander, is there any problem?" ”

Dai Dehan said: "Solemn this kid 5 shots 5 hits? ”

He couldn't believe his eyes.

There are only 5 bullets in the three practice of infantry shooting, and the lights flicker for 3 seconds each time, and the whole process from target finding to aiming to firing must be completed within three seconds.

5 rounds, 4 excellent shots on target, 3 good shots, 2 pass.

In the recruit stage, 5 shots and 5 hits is an excellent result, and many veterans may not be able to guarantee that they will reach this level every time.

"That's okay, right?"

Dedham was still a little distrustful of this guy Solemn.

After all, this kid is a master who dares to smoke in air defense exercises.

Yin Xiancong said with a smile: "Platoon commander, don't worry, I have been staring at it just now, our platoon results tonight are very good, and the current position is the first in the comprehensive results." ”

Dai Dehan scratched his head and said, "I can't see it, this kid is okay." ”

Yin Xiancong said: "Platoon commander, I said a long time ago that this kid is a manufacturable material, but you didn't believe me at that time. ”

Dai Dehan remembered that when the recruit left the company, he insisted on not being solemn and wanted to send him away, and couldn't help but say: "Okay, okay, you want to prove that you have a unique vision, right?" ”

Yin Xiancong said: "In fact, it is also the case. ”

After thinking about it, he said: "Platoon commander, solemnly has a talent for gun shooting, and his shooting results are currently the best in the company, and the combination of guns is also the fastest." ”

"Okay," said Dedham, "I think I can make him a sniper." ”

Yin Xiancong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this kid doesn't just want to be a sniper." ”

"Huh?" Dai Dehan was stunned and said, "What else does he want to do?" ”

Yin Xiancong said: "He came to me some time ago to inquire and said that he wanted to teach the team. ”

"Teaching team?" Dedham's brow furrowed.

In the first row, although the solemn shooting score was good, the other physical subjects were not the best.

According to comprehensive considerations, Xu Xingguo and Zhengcheng are the most suitable candidates.

When considering future candidates for advance squad leaders, it is not just about military achievements.

Solemn has always been holding a few.,It's a well-known dick soldier in the Eighth Company.,It's too worry-free.。

Dai Dehan didn't want to talk about it now, so he handed the register and flashlight back to Yin Xiancong, changed the subject and asked, "There are still more than a month to go before the exam, how are you doing with your cultural subjects?" ”

Yin Xiancong said: "There should be no problem, I am confident." ”

Dai Dehan patted Yin Xiancong's arm and said: "Don't think too much about other things for the time being, focus on the exam first, this is a turning point in your life, a rare opportunity, whether you can stay in the army for a long time depends on this time." ”

Of course, Yin Xiancong also knew what Dehan was thinking.

There are too many recruits this year, and there is too much competition.

The number of places in the teaching team is not a few more than the number of places for veterans to take the military academy, and according to the calculation of the number of soldiers in each platoon, it is difficult to choose between Xu Xingguo in a row and three classes and the general seriousness.

Now add a solemnity, and it will be even more complicated.

What's more, Yin Xiancong also knew that even the cadres in the village, including Dai Dehan, did not have a very good impression of solemnity.

At this point, solemnity doesn't seem to stand a chance.