Kang Ming began to call out the second team member.

The fighters all carried out the cutting operation in turn, and finally everyone finished the operation, and it was Kang Ming's turn to play.

Kang Ming handed the timer to Wang Junfeng, and then walked to the starting point.

With Wang Junfeng's command, Kang Ming began his cutting operation.

The first one succeeded, the second succeeded, the third brother succeeded, the fourth succeeded, and when he came to the fifth, Kang Ming paused, let his hand relax and began to cut the fifth.

Zizi! Syllable! With the fifth cut off, Kang Ming completed his training.

Put down the cutting machine, took the timer from Wang Junfeng's hand, looked at the time, and shook his head with some disappointment.

"Did you find a problem with this training?" Kang Ming asked at the six people.

All six of them shook their heads.

"You see that we can do it very smoothly without the first few, but when we go to the back, our wrists are obviously out of shape, and it's only five, what if it's ten? Then I think from the fifth onwards we will hardly succeed, so strengthening the strength of the wrist and arm strength is what we should do. Kang Ming made his own analysis of this training.

It has been unanimously agreed by everyone.

The next step is the operation of the hydraulic tongs, clamping the beer bottle and moving it to another table, which seems very simple, but in fact it is very difficult, the force of the hydraulic tongs is far more than we want to go, and it only takes a slight rotation of the soldiers to crush a beer bottle.

If they weren't veterans, they would probably have to turn this box of beer bottles into glass ballast.

Whether it is a cutting machine or a hydraulic plier, these are undoubtedly not a test for the hearts of the fighters, they need to devote themselves wholeheartedly, as long as there is a little distraction, they will fail, Kang Ming even used his mobile phone to play a song in order to increase the difficulty of training.

Songs always bring a sense of lightness, and if you can't beat the ease that songs bring, you're a failure.

Kang Ming's method was obviously successful, and the discipline of several fighters who failed in training to listen to the song greatly increased, including Kang Ming himself.

But if you enter the fire scene, enter the rescue scene, and need to keep the surroundings absolutely quiet when you need to make precision cuts? That's obviously impossible, since you can't calm others, you have to calm your own heart.

Kang Ming searched for information on the Internet and asked other comrades in the firefighter group to see if there was a good way.

- You can check out the mental training program for snipers, they will never be disturbed by the outside world.

- That's a good idea, you guys try it first, and if we can, we'll do it too.

Everyone started a discussion in the group.

Kang Ming thought about it right, the sniper is definitely a person who can be very quiet, I saw on TV and in books before that they can ambush in one place for a day or two without moving.

Thinking of this, Kang Ming immediately started to search for some training courses about snipers on the Internet, but unfortunately he didn't find anything useful after searching around, so he could only ask Gu Qiang for help.

found Gu Qiang to say his thoughts, Gu Qiang raised his hands to show support, and then contacted the local armed police to ask about some sniper's psychological training subjects.

After learning about it, I told Kang Ming.

After hearing this, Kang Ming's eyes were about to pop out and he looked at Gu Qiang: "Squadron leader, are you sure you want us to count the rice?" Exclaimed.

Gu Qiang raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you want me to help you find a psychological training course?" Why don't you dare? ”

"Cut, don't you dare to use that word in our eyes? I'm just scared that training them to be snipers won't be fun. ”

"Poof, can you kid not tease me? A few rice is counted as a sniper? Hurry up and leave, don't bother me. ”

"Hey." Kang Ming smirked and left the office.

When I came to the cafeteria, I found the cook soldier and asked for some rice, but the cook was also confused by Kang Ming: "What do they want rice for?" ”

"Who knows, I know that Kang Ming likes to take unusual paths."

Kang Ming returned to the dormitory with rice, then found seven pieces of A4 paper, lay on the table and began to count them one by one.

This number Kang Ming realized that this was too boring, and he was dizzy after counting.

Put the counted ones in a pile with your hands, raise your head and roar, lower your head and count from the beginning.

After two hours of hard work, I finally put different quantities of rice on seven pieces of paper, then marked them with a pen, and finally wrote down the quantities in a notebook.

Finally, wrap the rice in paper and place it in a drawer.

After dinner, take them back to the dormitory.

"Everybody, come here!" Kang Ming clapped his hand and shouted.

The six people all sat around the table with a confused expression, only to see Kang Ming take out seven wrapped A4 papers from the drawer, and distribute each package to each of them one by one.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene: "Squad leader, what is this?" Lu Haiyang took it and asked.

"Rice!" Kang Ming returned with a smile.

"Rice?" The six exclaimed in unison.

"What do you do with our rice? Do you want to give us a supper? It's not cooked and can't be eaten. ”

Everyone muttered.

Kang Ming gently patted the table with his hand and scolded them for muttering.

"In order to be able to let everyone devote themselves to one thing, so from today onwards, our task every night is to count the rice, the rice in everyone's hand is not the same, I need you to count all the rice, if you count wrong, you have to count from the heart, understand?" Kang Ming read out the training mission to them.

After listening to this, all six of them seemed to be frozen there, looking at the white rice grains scattered in the paper in front of them, and they felt like crying.

Counting potatoes, eggplants, tomatoes is nothing, you let us count the rice, won't we have to count the millet tomorrow, right?

"Don't talk about it, think about our training today, a song can break the silence in your heart, what if you go to the rescue site and someone next to you is singing?" Kang Ming said to the six of them very seriously.

All six fell silent.

"Alright, since there is no time limit for the first time, and there are no interruptions, let's get started." After Kang Ming finished speaking, he sat down, buried his head and began to count the rice in front of him.

"One, two, three,.."

"You don't want to read it, can you? Ah. Wang Junfeng listened to Zhou Haoyu beside him and read while reading, and became a little angry.

Originally, I had counted several by myself, but now I have to count them from the beginning.

The evening shift became extraordinarily quiet, they didn't wash their faces, they didn't take a shower, and as soon as they returned to the dormitory after dinner, they all lay on their desks to start their night training.