Liu Yong shook his head:

"Alas, don't mention it! In this competition, I am afraid that no one in our class will be able to enter the second link except Hanwei. ”

"What's wrong?"

Wang Feng remembered that in the third shift, there were still a few recruits with excellent foundations, and the speed of the gun was less than 50 seconds.

"This year, Hanwei took almost all the recruits in the third class badly, smoking, drinking, chewing betel nuts, playing cards and picking up girls and climbing over the wall; What bad things haven't you done? And what about Hanway? stealthily training to intensify; Alas, the current third class is no longer the third class it used to be. ”

Liu Yong sighed and said.

The only thing Hanwei didn't have a chance to bring was Liu Yong, but the members of the third class kept suppressing Liu Yong, preventing him from becoming stronger and not letting him learn professional skills.

In the entire third class, Han Wei and Liu Yong were usually practicing their muscles and learning professional combat readiness skills.

But Liu Yong's daily meaty food is not enough, there is not enough testosterone nutrition, no matter how much muscle training is in vain, just like his previous self.

Wang Feng had heard about the affairs of the third class, looked at the bright red sign of the third class on the playground outside the window, and muttered:

"Three shifts... Fallen. ”

"By the way, Liu Yong, how fast is your gun?"

Wang Feng thought about it for a while, and planned to strengthen Liu Yong's firearms skills in the last month to increase his gun-building speed.

When Liu Yong heard this, he scratched his head embarrassedly:

"Thirty seconds for a pistol, about forty seconds for a submachine gun or rifle. The speed of my gun is among the top in our class, but if you compare it with Brother Feng, it is much worse! ”

"Well, so fast! It's amazing. I remember the veteran group of last year's field combat competition, and the fastest was only about 20 seconds, and the group's small smashing cannon. ”

PS: Type 64 is commonly known as a small smashing cannon.

Wang Feng is cheering Liu Yong up.

Seeing that he was praised, Liu Yong couldn't hide his smugness on his face, glanced at Wang Feng, and asked:

"What about the speed of your gun, Brother Feng?"

Liu Yong has been practicing his gun skills for many months, and he thinks that he is already fast, but is Wang Feng really faster than himself?

Anyway, there is still a bit of luck in his heart.

He wanted to find a sense of existence and superiority in Wang Feng, who had become stronger, and become Wang Feng's right-hand man.

I hope that Wang Feng is a few seconds behind him.

He thought that Wang Feng was physically strong, and his gun skills were strong, so that the two brothers would complement each other.

When Wang Feng heard this, he replied casually:

"It's not fast, it's more than twenty seconds."

Liu Yong's eyes lit up slightly, this time was about the same as himself.

Eager to know, he drank the warm water in his hand:

"What pistol twenty seconds?"

Each type of pistol has a different level of difficulty in assembling.

For example, because of its small size and high accuracy, the small smashing cannon is more difficult to assemble than the Wangba box, and it takes more time.

This is the time to compare the strength of the details, Liu Yong is a little hungry to surpass Wang Feng.

Because in this way, he can teach him the experience of building guns in this month, and he will be able to repay a little favor.

Wang Feng didn't know why Liu Yong asked what kind of pistol it was, not what submachine gun:

"Huh? Chicago Typewriter. ”

"Poof! …”

Liu Yong squirted out the warm water in his mouth, stared at Wang Feng, and roared with grievances:

"Monster! Submachine guns are all fighting so fast! ”

Wang Feng laughed twice and touched his nose, in fact, this achievement has been called as garbage by the old regiment leader.

There is a shortage of people in class 40, but it doesn't mean that you can only accept new recruits, Wang Feng has long wanted to recruit Liu Yong into the class.

It's just because there are many procedures and complicated processes that it has not been transferred for a long time.

Now that the new class is recruiting, it is just right to pull Liu Yong in in an open state.

Just about to ask, Liu Yong walked over excitedly, grabbed his fingers, looked at it again, and looked distressed:

"Wang Feng! You've worked hard to train your guns, but you don't need to hurt your fingers so much! It looks weird and distressing! Go back and rub some medicine. Is it okay to be careful next time? So many scars, you often practice the Bayi bar? ”

Liu Yong raised his head and asked.

Bayi Bar is a new type of automatic rifle in the country, which has only been manufactured for a few months, and its functions are still complete, and it is still in the trial period, and it is estimated that it will become a standard automatic rifle.

Because the parts of the Bayi Bar are relatively sharp, the soldiers often get scratched on their fingers when assembling it.

"I can't get used to practicing new guns."

Wang Feng replied, and he didn't know why Liu Yongjing asked some strange questions.

Liu Yong was puzzled: "Then what is the reason for so many scars on your fingers?" ”

"Let's make a gun blindfolded, I can't see the sharp parts of the parts, so my fingers are often ......"

"Pervert!!"

Before Wang Feng finished speaking, Liu Yong feigned anger, and after a low roar, he slammed the door and left.

“……”

Only Wang Feng was left standing alone at the door of the dormitory, not knowing why Liu Yong was so excited.

In fact, it hit him, Liu Yong once burned the sundial and ate clothes for the training team. He thought he had worked hard, but he didn't expect that there would be people who worked harder than him this year.

"Liu Yong! Join my class! ”

Wang Feng ran to the window, looked at Liu Yong downstairs, and shouted.

When the veterans staying nearby heard this, they stuck their heads out to look.

Liu Yong did not hesitate at all and responded:

"Okay!"

"Hahaha! … Liu Yong is going to join the coward's class! ”

When the veterans heard this, they shouted without scruples, and they didn't take Liu Yong and Wang Feng in their eyes at all.

After Wang Feng heard it, he didn't speak, he looked at them, his eyes flickered, he remembered that the dormitory next door was Class 5.

I have already decided in my heart that in the field competition next month, I will let them hold out for two minutes!

……

Wang Feng and Liu Yong went to Platoon Commander Zhang's office to apply for a shift change.

After Zhang Liansheng learned of this, he smiled bitterly:

"Little guy, let's put this matter aside for a while, I'm in a bad mood now, and I'll talk about it when the field competition is over."

He shook out a cigarette from the Peony brand cigarette box, put it in his mouth, lit the match, glanced at Liu Yong on the other side, and continued:

"We had a meeting yesterday about next month's field competition. Do you know? A few people were scolded by their superiors...... Among them was me, who said that I didn't manage my subordinates well, and I knew about changing shifts all day long! Attitude is not positive. Now, do you have the guts to mention it to me again? Get out of my office right away, in three seconds! ”

In the presence of outsiders, Zhang Liansheng's tone when he spoke to Wang Feng would be more serious.

"I'm sorry platoon commander, I'll leave right away!"

Wang Feng understood what Platoon Commander Zhang meant, and left with Liu Yong.

And I also understand that Platoon Commander Zhang is helping himself, and he is afraid that Liu Yong will rob him of some of the credit for this competition.

Of course, there are also reasons why shifts are too frequent and are woken up by superiors.

For Wang Feng, honors and prizes don't matter, this is secondary, friendship and confidants are the most important.

Zhang Liansheng attaches great importance to this competition, and he wants to cultivate an outstanding elite and individual master.

The kind that can shine in the field actual combat competition, and this position, he is framed on Wang Feng's body.

After learning about Wang Feng's outstanding results in training this year, he guessed that the ranking of Wang Feng's class this time was within forty, to say the least.

If Wang Feng receives the attention of his superiors, the benefits of promotion are indispensable to himself.

In a sense, Zhang Liansheng just wants to be simply selfish once, and he is also a well-behaved gamer.