The strongest sniper king

Chapter 3 Is Throwing Stones a Specialty?

Li An looked back and saw a chubby soldier standing behind him, with a smile on his face, he looked like a Mi Le Buddha.

Non-commissioned officer?

Looking at the opponent's shoulder badges, Li An found that the opponent was a fourth-rank non-commissioned officer, over 30 years old.

The qualifications of the fourth-level non-commissioned officer are older than the company commander, and they are out-and-out soldiers.

The platoon leader had just graduated from the military academy and was assigned to this grassroots unit. Although he was an officer and the fourth-rank non-commissioned officer was a soldier, he was obviously very taboo towards the fat non-commissioned officer in front of him.

"It turned out to be Squad Leader Nie. I'm sorry. I asked someone to look for you just now but I couldn't find you, so I started first." The platoon leader said with a smile. If it doesn't work, then reassign, which soldier do you like, you can tell."

The other squad leaders were not happy when they heard this, mainly because no one was willing to accept Li An as a "loofer", but they didn't dare to speak out.

Squad leader Nie stepped forward to look at Li An, frowned and said, "I don't have four or two pieces of flesh, so my physique is a bit weak, but I heard that you can eat five bowls of noodles for a meal?"

Li An smiled wryly in his heart, he didn't expect such words to be spread about eating, it is estimated that Quan Lian already knew that he was a "rice bucket" by now.

"Report to the squad leader, yes!" Li An replied, not feeling ashamed, so he didn't hide it.

Squad leader Nie nodded, and reached out to pat Li An on the back.

With this shot, Li An only felt a force coming like overwhelming mountains and seas, and he fell forward when he was unstable, and he took a step to stabilize his figure.

This fat man has so much strength!

Li An muttered in his heart.

When he saw Nie Wanli for the first time, Li An was still thinking about how there could be such a fat man in the army, and had prejudice against Nie Wanli.

After this shot, Li An's preconceived ideas dissipated, and he knew that the fat Mi Le in front of him was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Maybe it's a hidden master, otherwise, how could he get a fourth-level non-commissioned officer in the army?
Don't think that non-commissioned officers just eat more military rations.

There is a strict set of requirements for the selection of non-commissioned officers.

The selection of first-level non-commissioned officers is relatively loose. As long as the physical fitness is not too bad, you can pass the test if you show filial piety to the leader before the selection of non-commissioned officers.

It is much more difficult for second-level non-commissioned officers. Even if they have a relationship with the battalion department, they have to be strong themselves.

When it comes to the selection of third-level non-commissioned officers, it has to rely on real skills.

Without real skills, even if you have the relationship with the leader of the regiment, you can't even think about being selected as a third-level non-commissioned officer.

There is a watershed between the fourth-level non-commissioned officer and the third-level non-commissioned officer. If there is no special skill and contribution to the army, money and connections are useless.

Therefore, the higher the rank of non-commissioned officer, the rarer the number.

To a certain extent, non-commissioned officers are equivalent to the level of military treasures, and even officers are three points lower when they meet.

This is also the reason why the platoon leader is jealous of Nie Wanli.

In terms of qualifications and level, this new platoon leader is far inferior to Nie Wanli, a fourth-rank non-commissioned officer.

Nie Wanli slapped Li An, which was actually a test.

Even the other monitors would rush forward a few steps to stabilize their bodies after being slapped so unexpectedly by him, not to mention falling to the ground.

Li An just took a step and stabilized his body, which made Nie Wanli happy.

"Not bad, not bad. It's a good thing to be able to eat. Eating more means more energy consumption, which can be said to have unlimited potential." Nie Wanli boasted, and then asked, "Is my home in the countryside?"

"On the mountain." Li An replied truthfully.

Nie Wanli nodded again and said, "Well, I like the ones on the mountain. They can endure hardships and not be afraid of being tired." After a slight pause, he raised his head and said to the platoon leader, "There is no need to choose again. I want this soldier."

The platoon leader and several other squad leaders breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, really afraid that Nie Wanli would make a fuss about this matter.

Li An was taken by Nie Wanli to the dormitory on the far left of the company headquarters. It was a single room, and there were already several people lying on the beds, all of whom were recruits who had just joined the army like Li An.

"You just have to remember that you are in the No. [-] Squad of Recruits, and that the squad leader is me, Nie Wanli." Nie Wanli ordered on the way, and after entering the room, he pointed to the empty bunk in the back and said, "You can sleep on it, tomorrow Let me introduce you to the rest of the class."

"Yes." Li An quickly climbed to the upper bunk, without thinking too much, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Li An met with the rest of the class, got to know each other briefly, and then went to the cafeteria to eat.

This time, Li An became angry again.

He ate ten steamed buns the size of an adult's fist and drank two bowls of soup.

The name of "rice bucket" resounded all over the company again.

Influenced by Ang Lee, Class Nine in a row was called the "Idiot" class, and even spread to the entire new barracks.

Li An can't control the mouth growing on other people, and he doesn't care what others call him, anyway, as long as he can eat enough, he can call him whatever he likes.

Before the formal training of recruits, the first task of recruits like Li An is to press the quilt.

Compact the originally fluffy and soft quilt so that it can be folded into tofu cubes.

This task is time-consuming and labor-intensive. The key is that it is very monotonous and no one likes it.

Ang Lee worked very hard.

The soldier's quilt that arrived one Xingsi earlier than him was still flimsy, but he only took one day to compact the quilt, and the next day he folded the quilt like tofu.

Fast forward to October.

After the recruits arrive, they officially enter the training period.

The first two weeks were an unshakable formation, and the physical training was relatively weak, so the recruits could still persist even though they gritted their teeth.

During the training break, Nie Wanli called the recruits together and asked, "What specialties do you all have, let me know."

"Squad leader, I can sing, let me sing one for you."

"Squad leader, I can play the piano, but unfortunately there is no piano here."

"Squad leader, is driving a specialty?"

It seems to be chatting, but in fact, it is also the task assigned before it, and reports everyone's expertise.

Soon after, everyone will be assessed according to their strengths.

For example, those who can sing and play the piano may be selected into the art team, while those who drive may be selected into the car company.

It was Li An's turn, and before he could speak, the others booed: "Li An, you don't need to say anything, we all know that you are a 'cookie', and your specialty is that you can eat!"

After getting along for half a month, the soldiers in the same class had a very deep relationship. Li An knew that they were joking, so he didn't get angry, but just smiled.

"Don't mess around." Nie Wanli stopped the others, and asked Li An, "What are your specialties, let me know."

Li An thought for a while.

As the top scorer in the college entrance examination, learning is of course one of Li An's specialties, and he can easily enter the military academy.

However, entering the military academy and becoming an officer is not Ang Lee's goal.

"Squad leader, is throwing stones really a specialty?" Li An asked after thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)