Chapter 3 Competition

Chapter 3 Competition

The next day I joined the training of the soldiers, and the life of the boot camp was simple and monotonous, and the schedule was very strict, so our life was very regular. It's a bit like school life, always getting up at the prescribed time, going to class, eating, sleeping...... The difference is that reading is more about mental activity, while recruit training is more about physical training.

Of course, the biggest difference is that we can violate the rules of the school, but not in the barracks. Otherwise, we will suffer a lot because of it.

The subjects of training have not changed, and they are still practicing military posture, queues, and physical fitness. Because I had experience in advanced step schools, I was familiar with all of this. It's just that these things are nothing new to me, a "veteran", and I can't afford to be 'spirited' all the time, and I often attract reprimands from instructors. If it weren't for my "amnesia", I would have been punished.

There are many ways for instructors to punish people, and it is the norm to kick two feet if the action is not standard, and it is not a punishment. The military posture is not standard, just stand 'upright' under the sun, and sometimes clip a bunch of keys between your two 'legs' and knees. If you don't walk well, you will be asked to walk back and forth on the 'drill' field until your 'legs' are rigid and you get used to it. I have seen a soldier get up at night and step out in a daze......

If you are not qualified in this punishment, then there is no way, go to the communication class, this is not to say that the requirements of the communication class are poor, on the contrary, the communication class has higher requirements for physical fitness, it is said that the communication soldier must be tempered to the extent that he can climb to the wire on the pole if he is injured. So, hanging upside down push-ups, high-intensity off-road ...... Anyway, you can practice as uncomfortable as you want. We often slept on the 'bed' and faintly heard the 'whipping', shouting and screaming of the belt coming from the communication team. We, who are also new recruits, will inevitably have some sadness in our hearts. I thought that I would step up my practice tomorrow so as not to be thrown into the communication class...... I guess that's what the instructors are for

However, for me, who has not yet recovered from my injury, it is indeed difficult to cross the country for five kilometers. Just like Alziri said, every time it is me and Alziri who run at the end. I know my own business, my fitness is not that bad, I just don't want to be involved in the injury.

At the same time, I could see that Alziri was not as indecent as he appeared, because I found that he was often able to drink water while running, which is hard to imagine for a person who seems to be out of breath when he runs.

Sometimes I asked suspiciously, and Alziri replied in a mysterious whisper: "Do you know that the situation is wrong?" ”

"What's wrong?" I'm knowingly asking.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you" Alziri looked left and right, and replied in a low voice: "It's going to be a war, try to pretend to be a little bit worse when you shoot the first bird, and it won't be our turn to fight."

I couldn't help but smile wryly, Alziri is a smart person, and the city government is also very deep. At a time when the whole world was speculating about whether China would dare to make a move against Vietnam, he had already seen that something was wrong, but what he didn't expect was that once the battle started, no matter how bad the soldiers were, they would pile up on the front line

Junko is just the opposite of Alziri, although he is also a soldier who doesn't want to fight, but he can't think of this. And don't look at him as thin as a monkey, he runs as fast as a monkey, and disappears as soon as he slips through the smoke with the equipment on his back. If you really want to choose 'elite' soldiers to go to the battlefield, I'm afraid that this straight is the first.

In fact, there are few soldiers who really want to go to the battlefield to fight, and it's all life-threatening work, who is not afraid? Who doesn't have a family and no parents? Who doesn't want to sleep peacefully at home with their daughter-in-law' in their arms? Who wants to go to this battlefield and fight to the death with the enemy?

I don't look down on them, because I know that it's false to say that I'm not afraid, even I, a veteran who has fought for so many years, is afraid

But maybe there is one person in our team who is not afraid, and to some extent, he should still be looking forward to it. This person is Li Shui 'Bo'. It can be seen that he is the worst of us in physical fitness, every time he runs five kilometers, he is almost paralyzed on the ground, and his pale face and beads of sweat are not pretended. It's just that he can always persevere to the end with willpower.

And he is sometimes a little cold and a little unkind, the tall Yang Songjian saw him running with difficulty, and he silently refused several times when he wanted to help him carry the gun, and the last time he even glared at Yang Songjian fiercely, which made Yang Songjian feel bored.

In our class, Yang Songjian's footsteps are the most stable, maybe his name is good Yang Songjian, Yang Songjian, really as strong as poplars and pines. Although the speed is not fast, he is not in a hurry to move forward, which is the case at the beginning, and when he runs to the end, everyone is almost tired and lies down. He also carried a 'strong' Type 56 machine gun on his back...... That empty gun weighs seven kilograms

"Cui Wei buckles the discipline button" is the squad leader Wu Haiguo, who is the most serious person in our class. The quality is not good, he always speaks positively, and strictly implements the orders of the instructor, I think this is also the reason why he can become the squad leader. However, his meticulous 'sexuality' often makes the fighters very uncomfortable, for example, it will be the time to rest after practice, and I can't untie the wind and discipline buttons to breathe

"Squad leader" I was a little helpless to buckle the discipline button, and asked casually: "When did you say you will start practicing 'shooting' shooting?" ”

After a few days of training like this, I got a little impatient. I have been holding a gun in my hand for a few years, and it would be good if I didn't 'touch' the gun, but now I am grabbing 56 and a half without bullets all day long, it is like being hung with half of my appetite, and it hurts badly if I can't go up or down.

"This ...... We have to wait for the instructor to arrange."

Khan, I have long known that Wu Hai Congress would answer like this, and to be honest, I don't think the squad leader has leadership qualities. Everything must be done according to the instructions of the superiors and strictly follow the orders, and there will be no flexibility. If such a person becomes a cadre, the troops will suffer unnecessary losses. However, it seems that this era is such a popular person, and people are called highly conscious......

"What? Someone wants to shoot a gun? The instructor didn't know where to come out, and looked at me with slanted eyes. This is the instructor's habitual 'sexual' action, and Junko's explanation for this is that the recruits bring too much, and they are used to not looking at people with the right eyes

"Report to the instructor" I hurriedly 'stood up' and said: "To be a soldier is to protect the family and the country, how can you not shoot a gun to protect ......the family and defend the country?"

"Yo isn't that bad, can you sing high notes?" The instructor interrupted me unceremoniously: "I said you kid, your head is enlightened after being hit like this?" When do I really want other people to do the same?"

There was a coax, and the soldiers were happy when they heard this.

In fact, we still 'quite like' the instructor, the instructor's surname is Chen, and he is a Hunanese. One of the things he always said was: "Chairman Mao is from my hometown", so we secretly nicknamed him: "hometown man".

The people in my hometown are a little different from other instructors, and they look fierce on the surface, and we usually hate him for yelling at us in a domineering manner, but there is one thing that makes us completely change our opinion of him.

The day before yesterday, a soldier of our company somehow provoked an instructor, and he inevitably received a punch and kick. Originally, it was a 'very' ordinary thing, and the people in my hometown turned a blind eye to it. But he just refused to give up, and took the soldier to evaluate with the instructor, and heard that there was a fight......

Not to mention, since that fight, we recruits have begun to obey his orders in our hearts. What is the picture of being a soldier? The picture is this kind of cadre who is willing to stand up for his subordinates and think about his subordinates

"Assemble" the hometown people shouted, and the soldiers jumped up from the ground one after another as if they were 'shooting' back, and stood in front of the hometown people in the middle.

"Stand upright", "Look to the right...... Qi", "Look Forward", "Take a Break"

One by one, the passwords popped out of the mouths of the people of his hometown, and the warriors made corresponding movements like puppets holding strings in his hands. Then the hometown man raised his voice and shouted at us in his slightly hoarse voice: "Some comrades have reacted to practice 'shooting', do you want to?" ”

"Yes," the warriors replied in unison.

When a recruit hasn't shot a gun for so long, he 'touches' it all day long and walks in a military posture, or runs with it on his back, no matter who he is, he will be 'excited' and 'desired'

"It's okay to practice 'shooting' shooting," a trace of weirdness flashed at the corner of the hometown's mouth, and he continued to shout: "If you arrive five kilometers one minute early, will you dare tomorrow?" ”

"Dare" was just me, and the soldiers all stared at me with a look of "hate you". You know, we've been training for a day and we're already exhausted, and we're still five kilometers away, and we're going to have to do it a minute earlier......

"Very good" hometown people don't care so much, take out the watch to return to the position, and then shout: "Ready to run"

The warriors set out with a wail, and along the way there were many complaints:

"I said brother, don't you want to tire us to death?"

"What's the difference between shooting a day earlier and shooting a day late, so what's the hurry?"

Even the squad leader with high ideological consciousness did not squeak at this time.

As soon as I heard the soldiers complain, I became angry, and the ruthlessness of the battle suddenly rushed to the 'door' of my brain, and I turned my head and scolded the complaining soldiers: "** I can't stand this little suffering, isn't it five kilometers to be a bird soldier?" Follow me......"

As he spoke, he rushed to the front with a quick pace, gritting his teeth and hating in his heart: "Niangdi Laozi was not majestic when he was the head of the regiment, and those arrogant soldiers and strong generals under him were not all obedient, and now even this group of recruits can point at me and say irresponsible things."

I was unhappy in my heart, and I quickened my pace again, and my feet ran forward like stepping on the wind. As I ran, I remembered scenes of the soldiers charging on the Korean battlefield: blood, corpses, bullets, shells, and gunsmoke all seemed to appear in front of me, as well as the comrades who died on the battlefield, the ones who rushed fiercely towards my enemies, and then I unconsciously unhooked the rifle on my back and '' it in my hand, shouted "kill" and rushed forward......

"Kill" I don't know if I infected the soldiers, or if my roar 'provoked' their blood 'sex', and the soldiers also rushed forward with a loud roar.

At this time, I suddenly had a very strange feeling, I felt that they behind me were my former comrades-in-arms who lived and died together, that is, those brothers who could trust their lives, and at this time I was leading them to rush to the enemy's position, looking for all the enemies I could find to kill them, smash them, and trample their flags under their feet......

I don't know how long it took to stop, but it wasn't until I heard the shouts of my hometown that I realized that I had reached the end of the line, and my feet went weak and I fell to the ground. The warriors behind him also followed one after another, falling to the ground like dominoes, all of them only breathing out but not in.

The people from my hometown walked up to me, their faces full of surprise, and after a while they came back to their senses and said, "You've met the requirements, and you'll start practicing 'shooting' tomorrow."

Later I found out that we weren't just up to scratch, we were two minutes ahead of our previous time. And also broke the record of five kilometers in the boot camp......

"I said Cui Wei," Al Ziri panted and said, "Why are you so scary when you are ruthless?" ”

"That's it," Junko said breathlessly, "this...... It's like a war......"

"War?" I'm noncommittal. If that's all there is to it, then the world will be peaceful

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The next day, we got into the 'shooting' course, but to our disappointment, the people from our hometown seemed to be whetting our appetite and did not send bullets to us, but slowly demonstrated with an empty gun in front of us:

"Today, we're going to talk about the 'shooting' stance of a rifle. There are three types of rifle 'shooting' shots: lying, standing and kneeling, and we will talk about the standing posture first......"

Then there was a lot of horns, horns, horns, and demonstrations, and then we were asked to follow along, and he corrected our postures one by one. Not to mention, although I shoot accurately, the posture of this 'shooting' is not standard.

I am afraid that this is a common problem of the volunteer soldiers, and a considerable number of the volunteer soldiers have not undergone formal military training, and some even go to the battlefield to 'touch' the gun. But even so, there are sharpshooters among them. I'm afraid it's the credit of the battlefield, it's a lot of pressure on the battlefield, if you don't work hard to learn how to shoot, and you can't kill the enemy one step ahead of you, then you will only have to wait for death. Do you say they don't learn quickly in this situation?

After doing the same for a while, I suddenly felt a wave of unexplained upset

Is that all I can do in this world? Become a recruit on the battlefield? I felt like I was wasting my time

looked at Shunzi, Yang Songjian, Wu Haiguo around him, and Li Shui'bo, who was as cold as ice, and then looked at the many recruits around him who knew and didn't know. I said to myself: No, it must not be like this, I know that they will soon go to war, I know that if this continues, they may not be able to come back alive, I should do something now.

But...... What can I do? I'm just an ordinary soldier now......

The thought frustrated me, and the gun in my hand hung down involuntarily.

"What kind of reputation is Cui Wei doing?" People from my hometown shouted at me from afar: "Is the gun fired on the ground? The enemy is lying on the ground and let you fight, right?"

"Report to the instructor," I blurted out, "I don't think it's useful to practice like this......"

"What? Useless? The hometown people were stunned, looked at me incredulously and said, "You say it's useless to practice like this?" You kid has his tail up in the sky, right, you said you can shoot without practice? ”

"Report to the instructor, I didn't mean that......"

"What does that mean?" The hometown people raised their heads: "Out of the ranks"

I stood up helplessly, and the people from my hometown casually took out a magazine from the bullet bag and threw it to me, pointing to the 'chest' ring target two hundred meters away and said: "I don't take advantage of you, after ten bullets are fired, one can be more than eight rings, you can not practice."

"Instructor, I still won't fight" Actually, I don't want to make my hometown lose face again.

"What? Can't? "The eyes of the people back home are full of provocation.

I soon understood that he wanted to use me as a living textbook, a negative textbook. So that the other recruits know that this is what will happen if they don't practice their 'shooting' posture well.

I sighed helplessly, expertly pressed the bullet, pulled the bolt with a bang, and then raised the gun to the 'chest' ring target. The people in my hometown underestimate me too much, even if I use a 56 and a half that I have never used, I am still very confident that I can play a good result. But after thinking about it, I put down the gun.

"How?" The hometown asked, and the tone was no longer as domineering as before. I think it was because he saw from the way I loaded the bullet that I wasn't a rookie.

"Report to the instructor," I put away my rifle and 'stood up' in front of my hometown and said, "I want to make a bet with you"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the hometown people, and they quickly regained their composure and asked, "How to bet?" ”

"Ten rounds each, better marksmanship," I replied aloud.

There was a coaxing, and these words set off a lot of 'waves' among the soldiers, and there were some sneers among them, as if they thought that I was too self-conscious.

The people in my hometown obviously didn't expect me to dare to challenge him like this, and after being stunned, they smiled and said, "What are you betting on?" ”

"I won, you 'hand' the recruits to me to practice" I said without being shocked: "I lost, whatever you do"

It's a no-brainer at all, so what if I let him do it? I'm a recruit, and it's not good for my hometown to deal with me at all. But I knew that the people back home would definitely agree, because he couldn't afford to lose this person

Sure enough, he nodded at me and replied, "If there is a kind, I will let you lose convincingly."