Chapter Thirty-Eight: Poor Platoon Commander

Carrying sandbags and brand-new Type 38 rifles, the soldiers screamed and rushed to the top of the mountain.

"Bear children." Huang Ergou walked to Mo Xiaosheng's side from the cottage: "These are all taught to you by Golden Eye." ”

Mo Xiaosheng nodded: "Yes, Brother Golden-Eyed told a lot of stories about his training at West Point, and what I am doing now is the basic training of soldiers." ”

"Basic training?" Qi Baifeng also walked over: "Do you have anything more ruthless, deboning and fleshing them?" ”

Mo Xiaosheng looked at Qi Baifeng: "Platoon Leader, you are bold and eclectic by nature." Alone, reckless, like a chivalrous man. ”

"Yes, I'm this kind of character, what's wrong?" Qi Baifeng stared at Mo Xiaosheng: "Is this related to your basic training?" ”

"Of course, the people who just joined the team, they just want to pick up the gun, immediately go down the mountain to kill the devil, vent their hatred for the little devil, and they don't understand the importance of team spirit at all."

"What's wrong with that?"

"Of course not, we are troops, not heroes, mountain locks, arbitrary, reckless."

"The army is a group, and it is about team spirit, not a place to show the heroism of individual adventures."

"Let's talk about the point, don't point to Sang scolding Huai." Qi Baifeng was a little annoyed, he felt that Mo Xiaosheng's personal heroism was referring to him.

Mo Xiaosheng smiled: "Slowly experience it, one day you will understand." ”

"Report to the instructor, Lian Hai is in place, everything is ready, request to shoot." Lian Hai laid out sandbags, lay down and pressed the bullets, and prepared to shoot in a lying position.

"Standby." Mo Xiaosheng said coldly.

Qi Baifeng grabbed Mo Xiaosheng, who was about to walk away: "Hey, Mo Xiaosheng, what do you mean?" Be clear. ”

Huang Ergou frowned: "Xiao Qi, he is training soldiers, and he will argue with you when he is free." ”

"Report to the instructor, Xue Wu is in place, everything is ready, ask for shooting."

"Report to the instructor, Yu Deli is in place, everything is ready, ask for a shot."

All ten fighters returned, took up their lying positions to shoot, and waited for the order to shoot.

"Are you snails?" Mo Xiaosheng no longer paid attention to Qi Baifeng, and shouted at the soldier who was about to shoot: "Grinding, twenty minutes away, you took half an hour. ”

"Do you know what the consequences of your procrastination will be?"

The fighters remained silent and motionless and remained ready to shoot in a lying position.

"You are handing over the lives of your loved ones to the bayonets of the little devils, if you receive the task and don't attack quickly, do you know how many people can die?"

"Report to the instructor." Lin Tong shouted.

"Speak."

"We've done our best, and there's no procrastination."

"If you think this is your limit and there is no room for development, I advise you to get out of the reconnaissance squad of the special forces immediately, I don't want puss here."

Mo Xiaosheng was angry: "Which of you is the pustule?" It's the pussy, get out of the way. ”

Qi Baifeng was also angry: "Mo Xiaosheng, you are insulting the warriors. ”

"Really?" Mo Xiaosheng looked at Qi Baifeng coldly.

Then he shouted to the recumbent warrior: "You ten pus, listen to me, I will give you a chance." ”

"Does anyone dare to compare weight-bearing cross-country training with platoon commander Qi to prove that you are not pustules."

"Yes." The ten warriors replied in unison.

"You, you 、、、、、、" Qi Baifeng was blinded, he was helping them, but they turned their elbows outward.

"Platoon Commander, don't you have the courage to compare with us?" Warrior Lin Haiyong shouted loudly.

Qi Baifeng was furious: "You white-eyed wolves, Lao Tzu is helping you, but you don't know what to do, you think Lao Tzu is afraid of you." ”

Mo Xiaosheng shouted: "Platoon Commander Qi can chase the hare to death, are you confident that you can win him?" ”

"Yes." The shouts of ten warriors shook the valley.

"All of them, stand up, turn right, carry a sandbag, and get ready for cross-country training with weights." Mo Xiaosheng shouted.

"Platoon leader, please." Huang Ergou pointed to the sandbag, lest the world would not be chaotic.

Fifty pounds of sandbags were on his back, and Qi Baifeng felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you lose ten pounds?" Huang Ergou gloated.

Qi Baifeng snorted coldly and glanced at Huang Ergou: "Go while resting." ”

Mo Xiaosheng saw that all the people were ready, and shouted loudly: "Action." ”

"I'm pretty sure." Huang Ergou was a little worried. The training team had only been training for five days, and had just gone through a long journey, which was seriously depleted.

"Not sure." Mo Xiaosheng disagreed: "I just want to stimulate their potential. ”

"Xiao Qi is really, compete with them, win without martial arts, lose and be ashamed, if it were me, I wouldn't find humiliation if I was killed."

Mo Xiaosheng could hear that Huang Ergou was comforting him, afraid that he would lose a mess and lose face.

Mo Xiaosheng didn't speak, and looked into the distance with a smile.

Time flies by, and the sunset reflects the red sky, dyeing the mountains and rivers red.

Half an hour later, a group of people rushed down the opposite hillside.

Huang Ergou shouted in surprise: "Shengzi, it's a warrior, it's a warrior!" Xiao Qi is not inside. ”

Mo Xiaosheng frowned slightly, thoughtful.

"Report to the instructor! All 10 fighters of the reconnaissance squad of the special task force have returned to the team, please instruct. Xue Wu shouted loudly.

"All of them, shoot in a lying position, target, a wooden stick suspended twenty meters from the opposite side." Mo Xiaosheng roared.

"Report to the instructor, Xue Wu is ready, ask for a shot."

"Report to the instructor, Lian Hai is ready, request to shoot."

Ten fighters in a row made requests to shoot.

"Shoot." Mo Xiaosheng decisively gave the order to shoot.

The gunshots of "ping-pong" were connected into one piece. The hanging sticks, which were swaying rapidly by the bullets as the fighters fired them.

"Report to the instructor, Lin Haiyong has finished shooting, please instruct."

"Report to the instructor, Lianhai has finished shooting, please instruct."

After the ten fighters finished shooting, they each asked for an order for the next move.

"All of them, stand up." Mo Xiaosheng shouted: "Check each other's shooting hit rate." ”

Huang Ergou looked at the opposite hillside, he was very puzzled, the soldiers trained by Mo Xiaosheng, the shooting training had been completed, why Qi Baifeng had not returned.

Qi Baifeng was born in Orion, and jungle cross-country was his specialty, and there was no way he could lose to these ten fighters who had only trained for five days.

But why didn't he come back, was it because he was deliberately giving in, afraid that Mo Xiaosheng would punish these ten soldiers?

After Mo Xiaosheng listened to the soldiers' report on the number of targets fired, he suddenly shouted: "Tell me, what happened to you platoon commander?" ”

The soldiers looked at each other timidly, and Xue Wu whispered: "Platoon Commander Qi, Platoon Commander Qi 、、、、、、"

"Speak loudly, what did you do to Platoon Leader?" Mo Xiaosheng shouted.