"Okay, that's all for now, and the specific things will be said tomorrow at the class meeting. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Done!"

Lao Liu glared fiercely at the instructors who were squatting on the ground, shouted "stand up," and then turned around and walked towards the headquarters.

With Lao Liu leaving, the searchlights lit up on the training ground were also extinguished, and the originally bright training ground returned to a dark state.

Zhang Yan and the others stood up from the training ground, and then each looked at the rookies in their class for a while before organizing their own organizations to bring them back.

In front of the dormitory of Class 7, Zhang Yan stood in front of the rookies and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"You guys go back and rest, I don't bother to comment, let's talk about it tomorrow if there's something."

"Disband!"

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and left in the puzzled eyes of the rookies, until Zhang Yan's figure disappeared into the corner, and the rookies of Class 7 reacted and ran back to the dormitory as fast as possible.

"I don't know if Lao Liu will play back to the horse pistol again? I've got to be careful. ”

Zhang Yan stuck to the wall and walked quietly, muttering as he walked, and when he walked to the door of the dormitory, Wang Haoran had not come back yet, and it seemed that he was practicing the rookies of Class 8.

Back in the dormitory, Zhang Yan picked up the quilt that was still on the ground, and the originally warm quilt had become cold.

Lying on the bed in clothes, Zhang Yan didn't dare to close his eyes, he was waiting, and he was also gambling, waiting for the sound of the emergency assembly, betting on his understanding of Lao Liu.

In the silent darkness, the door was opened again, and a cold wind rushed into the room in an instant, making the dazed Zhang Yan wake up all of a sudden.

"Coming back?"

"Well, why haven't you slept yet?" Wang Haoran looked at Zhang Yan on the bed in some surprise and asked curiously.

Zhang Yan was just about to speak when he heard an emergency assembly whistle sounding outside.

Zhang Yan jumped out of bed and smiled at Wang Haoran before saying, "Oh, that's why I don't sleep anymore!" ”

After speaking, before Wang Haoran could react, Zhang Yan had already taken his hand and rushed out of the dormitory.

"Hold the grass, how do you know that the emergency is assembled? Did you get a message? ”

The two of them were talking while running, and Wang Haoran was really shocked by Zhang Yan's unpredictable prophet!

"I'm just familiar with Lao Liu, and I know that he has the habit of killing back the carbine!"

"Hurry up, you bring your people and gather at the training ground immediately, it is estimated that Lao Liu is waiting there!"

Zhang Yan and Wang Haoran were separated again, this situation made Wang Haoran a little confused, what is the situation.

The overall performance of the second emergency assembly made Lao Liu look quite satisfied, so after the assembly, Lao Liu didn't say much, just a few simple comments, and let the troops be disbanded.

After returning to the dormitory again, Zhang Yan's sleepiness disappeared completely, and lying on the cold bed, his mind began to think about what the next days would be like.

Judging from what Lao Liu did in the early hours of this morning, the happy holiday of the training team is definitely coming to an end.

In the later stage of the Spring Festival combat preparations, the troops will begin to carry out restorative training, and once the combat readiness is over, the troops will be able to enter the state of full training as soon as possible.

The state of the two emergency assemblies was not very ideal in the eyes of the veterans, and although there was a noticeable change in time, it still looked chaotic and disorderly.

At present, the rookies are only moving according to the formation of each squad and platoon, and such a situation does not meet the actual combat requirements of the special forces.

Lao Liu wants to have a meeting, and he must check and fill in the gaps, and in Zhang Yan's opinion, the most important thing should be the next training.

Time passed quickly with Zhang Yan's contemplation, and when the sunlight shone into the house through the window, Zhang Yan yawned, rubbed his confused eyes, and started a new day's life.

After breakfast, in the surprised eyes of the rookies, Lao Liu gave them an order to "free activities", and the instructors had to follow Lao Liu to the headquarters.

"Let the storm come harder!"

Zhang Yan prayed in his heart as he walked, in his opinion, there will definitely be no good things this time, and the so-called free activities of the rookies are afraid that it will become the "Last Supper!" ”

"All sit!"

In the command headquarters, Lao Liu asked all the instructors to sit on both sides of the conference table.

"The purpose of today's meeting, I think you all know it."

"Combat readiness, combat readiness, it's not acting, it's not for anyone to see, the troops must have the appearance of the troops, what about you?"

"Is the emergency assembly the purpose? No! ”

"The two emergency gatherings last night, the difference in time was nearly 3 minutes, where did the time go?"

"This is not the result of training, this is the quality of daily combat readiness, last night's incident shows that most of the people in our training team are numb and slack off in relaxation! Forget what you're doing! ”

"If the sense of battle is too poor, it's a bunch of goods sent to death!"

As he spoke, Lao Liu slammed the folder in his hand on the table, making a "clang" sound.

Zhang Yan and the others looked at each other, and they were thinking about how to explain to Lao Liu, and they were also avoiding Lao Liu's vicious eyes when their eyes dodged.

"Well, that's what I'll say." Just when the conference room fell silent, Lao Lin stood up.

"What happened last night, I personally think that the current team members' sense of combat readiness has not been formed, and there is no tense atmosphere."

"This is related to our current environment of loose outside and tight inside, but it can't be said that it is all due to the players, I think, as instructors, we also have part of the reason, after all, a slap can't be slapped."

"We often say that if there is a problem, we must find our own problems in time to avoid secondary mistakes, so do we need to find our own problems?"

Looking at Lao Lin, who was talking eloquently, Zhang Yan's heart gradually changed from the beginning of his gratitude to him for saving the scene, and it is not difficult to see from Lao Lin's words that he is trying to trick people's rhythm.

And the target is definitely the instructors of the combat group!

In fact, Zhang Yan really guessed correctly, under the gaze of everyone, Lao Lin continued: "Recently, the political class of our team members has not been carried out normally for a long time, and we can't effectively understand the psychological problems of the team members, which neglides the possible problems at the source. ”

"Therefore, I suggest that during the war preparation period, all the members of the training camp should be given political education many times, and at least one psychological survey should be conducted to find out what the team members are thinking and what they are going to do."

"The sense of combat can be trained, and the awareness of combat readiness can be educated, but the psychological problem of the individual is like a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and it is a subjective dynamic problem, and we can only guide it."

After listening to Lao Lin's words, Zhang Yan sighed helplessly, and then secretly glanced at a few guys around him, and found that there was obvious hostility in their eyes when they looked at Lao Lin.

"It's over!" Zhang Yan only has this one thought in his heart!