A white-looking non-commissioned officer of the first rank walked into the office.

The report can be sent to the battalion commander, and the documents have naturally been read, knowing that the matter of handing over the equipment in the battalion to Sima Guan without permission has been revealed.

Seeing that the battalion commander was angry, the legs trembled and his breathing became short.

"Paperwork, you ......" The battalion commander stretched out his hand and pointed to the paperwork that had been with him for two years, and wanted to beat someone angrily, "I think your paperwork is over!" ”

Hearing this, the clerk's eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Battalion commander, you can't blame me for this, it's Sima Guan who is wrong ......with him."

"Why, don't you blame me?" The battalion commander roared with fire.

The clerk was too frightened to speak, and prayed in his heart that what the battalion commander just said was angry, and he would not erase his paperwork.

"Go, call me Sima Guan's unruly thing!" The battalion commander shouted.

"Yes!" The clerk ran out as if he had escaped.

Ten minutes later, Sima Guan was dragged into the battalion commander's office by the clerk, and then there was a violent storm inside.

After an hour, the sound finally stopped.

The door opened, and Sima Guan's whole person was a little shorter, and his face was sluggish.

"Brother, I'm the one who has troubled you this time." Sima Guan glanced at the document and said.

"Brother, I don't blame you for this, if you want to blame it, blame that recruit named Li An, he is too short-sighted." The clerk said with a wry smile.

Ang lee.

When Sima Guan mentioned this name, he was angry, but there was nothing he could do about Li An.

The clerk reached out and patted Sima Guan on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you don't have to worry, leave this matter to me." ”

"Over to you?" Sima Guan blinked, a puzzled expression.

The clerk sneered and said: "I have already received the news that in a month, the regiment will organize a sniper military competition, and when the time comes, I will find the brothers in the regiment to clean him up." ”

Military contests.

Sima Guan's eyes lit up slightly, knowing that the clerk was well-informed in the battalion headquarters, and there would be absolutely nothing wrong with this matter.

"Brother, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. Think about it, if you participated in the sniper competition and didn't get any ranking, how would the battalion commander react? The clerk patted Sima Guan on the shoulder and said.

When Sima Guan heard this, his eyes lit up again.

That's right, if he continues to be a sniper and participates in the sniper competition in the regiment, he will probably be eliminated in the preliminary round.

When the time comes, the uncle who is the battalion commander will be even more faceless, and his Sima Guan will not just be as simple as shedding his skin.

"Brother, then I'll leave this matter to you, I must find someone to clean up that kid and give me this bad breath." Sima Guan said fiercely.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me." The clerk patted his chest and took the matter down.

After Sima Guan left, the clerk knocked on Sima Ke's office door.

"Come in." After Sima Ke vented his anger, his anger was obviously much less.

After entering, the clerk saluted and said, "Battalion commander, why don't I go and get that set of equipment now?" ”

Sima Ke glanced blankly and said, "You still don't know Fang Yingjie's character, if something is eaten by him, is it possible for him to spit it out again?" ”

"This ......" clerk doesn't know what to do, after all, he is just a soldier, and Fang Yingjie, the company commander, is not at the same level at all.

Sima Ke waved his hand and said, "Forget it, that set of equipment will be distributed to their company in the battalion, you go back and prepare the formalities." ”

"Yes." The clerk saluted in response, thinking that his position in the clerk was probably saved.

The news that Li An challenged Sima Guan and won soon reached the regimental headquarters.

Knowing that Ang Lee had won, Feng Baocai, Long San, and Chen Hao all took it for granted.

The commander of the guard company was itching, and secretly complained that the regiment commander did not give such a good soldier to himself.

In the afternoon, Li Ang went out as a sniper, and he no longer had to serve as Chang Fei's deputy.

There are no special sniper instructors in the grassroots companies, and snipers generally have sharpshooters or related households like Sima Guan, and the only thing that can learn sniper knowledge is a sniper manual and supporting instructions for the use of sniper rifles and scopes.

Taking advantage of the interval between training, Li An was reading the sniper manual when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Hello battalion commander!" ”

"Brush."

Everyone on the playground stood up and shouted in unison: "Hello battalion commander!" ”

"Hello comrades." The battalion commander replied, then waved his hand and said, "I'll go around casually, everyone hurry up and sit down and rest, and we will have to train later." ”

"Sit." After the company commander Fang Yingjie gave the order, he trotted all the way to the battalion commander.

"Slap" saluted a standard military salute.

Immediately, Fang Yingjie squeezed out a smile and said, "Battalion commander, which wind blew you over?" ”

"Why, I can't just go around without the wind?" Sima Ke glanced blankly, still depressed in his heart that Fang Yingjie had pitted his own set of sniper equipment.

"What a thing. This is your battalion, we are all your soldiers, why don't you come when you want? Fang Yingjie said with a smile.

Sima Ke glanced at Fang Yingjie again, and then said, "I have long heard that you even have a sharpshooter, and even the guard company wanted to rob people, but you forcibly stopped you. Where are the people? I want to meet. ”

Fang Yingjie knew that the battalion commander would not do anything to a recruit, so he shouted boldly with confidence: "Ang Li, come here!" ”

Li An ran over with a sniper rifle, "snapped", and gave a military salute, but said nothing.

"You're Ang Lee?" Sima Ke looked at Li An and asked.

"Yes." Li An responded.

"I heard that you can score fifty rings every time you hit a target?"

"Yes."

"Well, yes, it's a sniper."

Sima Ke nodded, turned his head and said to Fang Yingjie: "Such a good soldier is in your hands, don't give me a bad practice, understand?" ”

"Yes!" Fang Yingjie saluted in response, but he was very puzzled in his heart.

Why did the battalion commander come here just to look at Ang Li and not mention anything about the sniper's equipment?

After Sima Ke left, Ang Lee threw himself back into training.

For him, meeting Sima Ke was just a small episode, like a pebble thrown into the sea, which did not cause a stir in the slightest.

For the next month, Ang Lee's life was very regular.

During the day, he trained as a sniper, and at night he found Zhang Nan for special training on flying knives, and he took time to practice Tiger Boxing.

A month later, Ang Lee had a full understanding of the Type 85 sniper rifle, and the only thing he lacked was live ammunition.

Through the Sniper's Manual, you will also get to know the characteristics of the Sniper.

In addition, the throwing knife and the tiger fist have their own refinement.

On this day, the news of the sniper contest finally reached the company.