I would like to apologize to the reader in advance, because some calligraphy and painting antiques are treasured in the Chinese Museum, so the name of the calligraphy and painting has been changed, please do not sit on the painting. Huaguo 1990-1994, the military training time of the university was one year, but for the needs of the plot, it is now changed to thirty days. Thank you again for your understanding.

Room 303 in dormitory.

When Song Yi and the others woke up, Yang Xiuwen had already brought back breakfast.

A few people looked at him who was extremely energetic and said, "Brother, a few people have back and leg pain, you look like you're nothing, are you beaten with iron?" ”

Yang Xiuwen smiled and said, "Maybe it has something to do with my daily exercise, why don't you also get up with me to exercise at seven o'clock in the morning?" When the three of them heard this, they were stunned.

Today is different, first run five laps around the playground, and one lap of the playground is 800 meters.

One lap, two laps, the classmates began to pant and sway, unable to keep up.

Seeing this, Yang Xiuwen slowed down and shouted, "All of them, listen to my command, inhale, and then exhale one step at a time, spit out in three steps, and then inhale again, and so on." Soon the students mastered the rhythm and slowly stabilized their pace.

The instructor quickly discovered the anomaly, just now it was sparse and sparse, and the army was broken, and after a while, the fifteen people seemed to have become a whole, the same rhythm.

After five laps, the three girls persevered, and although everyone was sweating profusely, their breathing was not very short.

During the break, the instructor said, "You are the most neat students I have ever trained, Xiongqi!" Everyone looked at Yang Xiuwen, and the three girls discharged frequently.

In the scorching sun, Zheng Xiaokai suffered from heat stroke, and the girl Qi Xiaoyan also suffered from heat stroke.

During the break, Li Xiaotong came and brought thirty medicine bags, and her roommate Sun Qian came with her.

The boys of the archaeology department saw two beautiful girls, and their eyes lit up.

When he learned that one of them was Yang Xiuwen's girlfriend, envy and jealousy arose.

Yang Xiuwen asked the instructor for his opinion and asked He Jun and Song Yi to go to the school cafeteria to make summer tea, and the instructor thought about it and agreed.

In the following 20 days, no one in the Department of Archaeology suffered from heat stroke, and Yang Xiuwen's heatstroke tea became famous in the school, and was later designated as the special tea of Zhongjing University by the school.

With many days of military training, the skin is darkened, and the hands and feet are rough, but the temperament of the soldiers in the students has begun to appear, strong, calm, and more and more harmonious with each other.

Yang Xiuwen's excellence was slowly revealed, and his classmate's arm was sprained, and he recovered after a few stitches.

He Jun's feet cramped, took off his shoes and stinked, and pinched his feet with a discoloration on his face.

The main thing is that he invented a method for people with the same hands and feet to correct it, which was adopted by all the freshmen of the department.

Today is target shooting, and the students got into a military car and went to the shooting range on the outskirts of the army.

The shock absorption of military vehicles in this era is very poor, and the road conditions are not good, many students get motion sickness, but Yang Xiuwen is there, and after the kneading of his acupuncture points, it is quickly relieved.

Hearing the violent vomiting sound of other cars, Zheng Xiaokai said, "Squad leader, thanks to you, I suddenly feel that I am very happy." The crowd laughed.

He Jun said: "Fortunately, the squad leader, you are a boy, otherwise the whole class of boys can fight for you." Another burst of laughter.

Among the three girls, Wang Li said resentfully, "You talked about girlfriends too early, it's very unfair." ”

After hearing this, Zhang Jun said, "What's the matter, aren't we excellent, comrade, don't walk with your head down, and look up at the beautiful scenery around you." Hey, I seem to have a talent for poets. ”

Everyone was amused by his self-absorbed expression, and everyone turned their backs and laughed.

Yang Xiuwen, the class president, was jointly elected by all the students during a break.

The instructor sat next to him and looked at the students who were about the same age as him, and he had the illusion that he seemed to be old.

The shooting range was located on Mt. Myomine in the western mountains of Chukyo, which was turned into a military zone by the troops.

When the convoy arrived, the students of the departments were taken away by the instructors, and the archaeology department was taken to the target area near the foot of the mountain.

The target gun is an automatic rifle of the Bayi standard, with five rounds per person.

The instructor carefully explained the structure and precautions of the gun, five guns, divided into three groups.

The boys have a natural love for firearms, and when they hear the sound of "Woo Woo", their blood is boiling.

Girls can't do it, it's hard to hold a gun, and when you shoot, the screams are louder than gunshots, and God knows where they went.

Yang Xiuwen was the last group, and instead of lying on his stomach like other classmates, he stood up and shot.

The weight of the rifle of nearly six kilograms did not feel anything to him, and with the trigger in his left hand, the body of the gun in his right hand, and the butt against his shoulder, he seemed to be one with the gun at this time.

The instructor looked at Yang Xiuwen, who was as steady as a rock, as if he had seen a battle-hardened veteran.

I saw him aim at the target slightly, "Bah, Bah, Woo", the five shots ended, and then the gun was retracted, clean and neat.

Several classmates ran to the target and shouted, "Class leader, two eight rings, two nine rings, and one ten rings." Everyone cheered.

After all the students finished shooting, they did not leave, but picked up the shells, dug up the warheads, and had a lot of fun.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "Come on, someone's falling." I saw a few classmates shouting desperately at the target paper.

Yang Xiuwen quickly ran over, and when he came to the front, he found that a big hole appeared in the ground not far from the target.

The girl Qi Xiaoyan cried and said, "She and the girl Shan Xiaodan came to look for the warhead, the ground suddenly collapsed, and Shan Xiaodan fell"

The instructor also ran over at this time and immediately asked the soldier with the gun to look for a rope.

Yang Xiuwen looked at the black hole and opened the eye of the sky, the hole was more than four meters deep, and the girl was lying on her stomach, as if she had fainted.

He said to the instructor, "Instructor, I'll go down first, and when the rope comes, I'll hand it down," and jumped down without waiting for the instructor's consent...