Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1047 Laozi used technology to strengthen the country in 1960 (12)

Seeing that Mr. Chen was interested in talking, Battalion Commander Zheng also cheered up: "The little girl was stimulated by some kind of thing, and there are more than a dozen of these things hanging on her body.

Instead of saying that it is a weapon, it is also claimed that this thing can blow up an entire factory area.

I saw that she was young and crazy, and I was very pitiful. I wanted to take her to a place to find someone to take care of her.

But who would have thought that there was chaos at that time, and the little girl didn't know where she was swept away by the flow of people! "

After hearing what Commander Zheng said, Master Chen took the wooden ball and weighed it, then put it on the table and gently fiddled with the wooden ball in circles: "Holding the wooden ball is said to be a weapon. It seems that this child should have been subjected to war. An irritant, and also a poor one.

If we meet again in the future, give her some food stamps. "

Battalion Commander Zheng also nodded deeply.

Mr. Chen played for a while, and felt that the wooden ball was basically nothing special except that it was a little heavier.

So he stretched out his hand and threw the wooden ball back into the arms of Battalion Commander Zheng.

Battalion Commander Zheng didn't react for a while, and the wooden ball almost fell to the ground.

Master Chen said with a smile: "This thing is quite real, and the weight is not bad. It can just be taken out for throwing training."

Battalion Commander Zheng also weighed the wooden ball in his hand: It's really like this!

After saying goodbye to Master Chen, Battalion Commander Zheng walked directly to the training ground behind the house.

At this time, it was approaching dinner time, and there happened to be soldiers conducting throwing training in the back playground.

He planned to send this thing over in person, and take a look at the practice of the soldiers by the way.

When Battalion Commander Zheng arrived at the training field in Houshan, he saw a company of soldiers practicing throwing.

Seeing Battalion Commander Zheng approaching, the first company commander hurried over to salute, and shouted angrily, "Hello, Battalion Commander!"

Battalion Commander Zheng nodded to the first company commander with a smile, and handed him the wooden ball in his hand: "How was your training today?"

The length of this company is good anywhere, but it is like a wooden pile that does not know how to adapt, and everything is rigid.

He never joked in private, let alone said anything about himself.

Sometimes, Battalion Commander Zheng wondered which of the two of them was the leader.

Hearing battalion commander Zheng's question at this time, the first company commander saluted battalion commander Zheng: "Report to commander, today's training went very well."

Battalion Commander Zheng nodded: "Can I show it?"

The first company commander saluted again: "Report to the chief, no problem!" He had confidence in his soldiers.

Battalion Commander Zheng stood aside, waiting to watch the soldiers training.

The first company commander called out the soldier with the best throwing performance under his command, and handed over the wooden ball in his hand: "Gao Dawei, the third squad of the company, is going to conduct a throwing exercise."

With a full voice: "Yes!" A tall and strong young man walked out of the team.

Gao Dawei walked up to the first company commander, saluted the first company commander and battalion commander Zheng, and then took the wooden ball to the throwing line to start preparations.

A series of standard preparatory actions were done, and everything was carried out according to real training.

The only difference is that under Gao Dawei's pull, the small ring on the wooden ball was pulled out by him.

Gao Dawei was a little puzzled. After so many simulation trainings, this was the first time he encountered a safety bolt that could be pulled out.

And Gao Dawei swore that he did hear a soft "click" coming from the wooden ball just now.

Gao Dawei grabbed the wooden ball and shook it next to his ear a few times, but there was no sound from inside, as if it was a lump of dead wood.

Gao Dawei frowned: Could it be that he really misheard just now?
Seeing Gao Dawei standing still, the company commander immediately became anxious. Now is the time to report the training results to his superiors, but there is no time for him to stand in a daze.

Thinking of this, the company commander shouted to Gao Dawei: "Gao Dawei, what's the problem?"

Gao Dawei came back to his senses, gestured to the company commander that it was okay, and at the same time shouted: "Aha!"

The wooden ball in his hand flew far away.

Gao Dawei's best throwing distance is 70 meters. At this time, the wooden ball in his hand is lighter than the usual simulation props, so this time it flew farther.

But at the moment when the wooden ball hit the ground, the originally airtight wooden block suddenly bounced away.

At the same time, countless iron beads wrapped in spiritual power bounced in all directions, colliding with various positions on the training ground.
Seeing Gao Dawei's wooden ball leave his hand, the recorder next to him immediately got ready to catch up and make a record.

Who would have thought that before he could take two steps, he heard a deafening bang like the sky falling apart.

With that huge impact, everyone on the top flew backwards at the same time.

At the same time, all the outer walls of the house on the side of the barracks training ground collapsed, and the situation inside the house was unobstructed.

Mr. Chen was sitting in the office at this time, with a cigarette in his hand, and he was looking at the curling smoke with a solemn expression, not knowing what to think about.

The wall fell so suddenly that he couldn't change his expression for a while.

Master Chen looked at the soaring dust outside in bewilderment: This is the enemy attacking again!

In response to him, a crumbling tile from the roof fell off.

Master Chen raised his head subconsciously, only to find that the roof had sunk, and it was estimated that it would collapse soon, and there were also large cracks in the walls of the other three places.

Mr. Chen took a deep breath, stood up and walked across the wall to the training ground: he is famous for his iron neck, hard bones, and he has withstood strong winds and waves. What is there to fear? He wants to see what happened. Who dares to move his lair.

Mr. Chen stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, with a stern expression on his face, facing the billowing smoke and dust in front of him expressionlessly, showing no intention of retreating at all.

The momentum of a generation of famous generals can be seen at a glance.

Hearing the sound from here, soldiers from other platoons also rushed out to check the situation.

Originally, these people still had a little panic on their faces, but when they saw Mr. Chen standing upright in the courtyard, everyone calmed down instantly, and formed a square formation according to the team they belonged to.

For a moment, the open space beside Master Chen was densely packed with soldiers ready to go.

Each soldier clutches his weapon tightly, ready to meet what comes out of the dust.

They are fearless in the face of unknown dangers.

After more than ten minutes, the investigation team sent by Mr. Chen stumbled out of the dust, with a few people in their hands.

The scout put a few people in his hands on the ground. Seeing the faces of these people, Master Chen's pupils shrank suddenly: it turned out to be Battalion Commander Zheng and a few soldiers from the first company.

Seeing that these people seemed to be blocked by dirt, the hygienists rushed up to rescue them.

(End of this chapter)