Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 110 The Premonition of the Second Platoon Leader
At noon of the next day, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian finished their meals as quickly as possible, put on camouflage uniforms, tied up their armed belts, and even put on their carrying gear according to the solemn requirements, and stood erect on the cement road in front of the company Beside him, he looked in the direction of the division headquarters, waiting for the solemn appearance.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Jian was a little anxious, looked at his watch and said, "Shouldn't you let the pigeons go?"

The atmosphere is kind of weird.

Zhang Jian actually took the initiative to talk to himself.

Li Zheng didn't want to pretend to be cold, so he expressed his opinion: "Impossible! I don't think the chief will lie to people. Even if he doesn't want to teach, he just refused last night. Why not come after agreeing? Soldiers are always Walk the talk."

"Hmph!" Zhang Jian glanced at him sideways, and said sarcastically, "You seem to have seen many chiefs! Didn't you just meet Xiaoqian's father? It's really a toad standing next to a swan and thinking Can you fly yourself?"

Look!
The familiar Zhang Jian immediately returned.

Li Zheng was as disgusting as if he opened his mouth accidentally and a fly flew in, and then he accidentally swallowed his saliva and swallowed it into his stomach.

He thinks that Zhang Jian is really cheap, you can't be nice to him at all, if you give him some sunshine, he will shine brighter than the sun immediately, like blinding your kryptonite dog eyes.

Li Zheng stretched out his hand and slapped his cheek hard.

Zhang Jian looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing? You won't hurt yourself if you say a few words!"

Li Zheng took a look at Zhang Jian and said, "I smacked myself to warn myself not to be cheap, why should I talk to someone like you?"

After all, don't speak anymore.

Zhang Jian was about to continue mocking, but Hou Jun came.

"Are you waiting for Chief of Staff Zhuang?"

The two turned their heads and were surprised to see Hou Jun.

Like them, the platoon leader changed into his personal carrying equipment and appeared in front of the two of them ready to go.

"Platoon leader..." Li Zheng asked suspiciously, "You are..."

"Ah..." Hou Jun cleared his throat and said solemnly: "I am your platoon leader, and you two are recruits. You are leaving the camp to go to the division headquarters. I have to follow this matter, let alone practicing guns, right? In case of any training accident, bah bah bah—”

He spat on the ground.

"Crow's Mouth!"

He cursed himself.

Then continued: "As the platoon leader, I should follow the supervision and avoid any situation from happening."

Zhang Jian was stunned.

Li Zheng saw Hou Jun's careful thinking.

"Platoon leader, are you going to steal the teacher?" He said.

"Get out!" Hou Jun's face suddenly became angry: "Do you know how to speak? What stealing division? Who am I, the platoon leader? Want to steal division? The dignified number one sniper of Group D Army, I want to steal division?!"

Li Zheng suppressed a smile: "No need, the platoon leader's marksmanship is first-rate, and there is no need to steal teachers."

Just as he was talking, a Cheetah SUV slid over and stopped beside them, and a solemn head appeared in the lowered car window.

"boarding."

While speaking, he looked at Hou Jun.

Hou Jun was a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "Chief Zhuang, I am their platoon leader, and I have to be responsible for them..."

He didn't finish talking, but Zhuang Yan interrupted directly, and said simply: "Let's get in the car together!"

Hou Jun immediately beamed with joy: "Yes!"

Then he yelled at the two recruits: "Why are you still standing there? Get in the car! Chief of Staff Zhuang's time is precious!"

Li Zheng and Zhang Jian got into the car like ducks, and when they got in the car, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh because Hou Jun was sitting in the passenger seat.

Along the way, Hou Jun was as cautious as a recruit in front of Zhuang Yan, putting a high hat on Zhuang Yan in various ways.

"Chief Zhuang, I really admire your marksmanship."

"Chief of Staff Zhuang, thank you very much. The two soldiers and I are also very talented in shooting. They are good materials for snipers, but they are just a little bit short. You know, let me see the assessment before the company. The kid has a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

"Chief of Staff Zhuang..."

In the end, even Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and said directly to Hou Jun, "I'll teach you later."

"Okay!" Hou Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "That's great!"

In the back seat, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian could hardly bear to cover their mouths.

……

At noon three days later, after lunch.

Wen Lei, the second platoon leader, did not return to his small room to read a book for a while after lunch as usual, and then took a lunch break.

He stood by the door, looking across the aisle towards the concrete roadside not far downstairs.

The two recruits named Li Zheng and Zhang Jian in the first row were standing on the edge of the lawn, and the acting platoon leader Hou Jun was also there. The three of them seemed to be waiting for someone.

Wen Lei has always felt something is wrong these days.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Should have been in a good mood.

Three days ago, I had another encounter with a platoon at the shooting range, and it was another round of live ammunition shooting.

After the result came out, he was very proud.

In terms of overall performance, the first row is slightly better, but the problem is that the top shooters are not in the first row, but in their own row.

Zhuang Haoran continues to hold the throne of the king of recruits with an unshakable position.

For Zhuang Haoran, a soldier, he likes it very much, and he has made up his mind.

In the future, in the next company, no matter what, they can't let the second battalion be picked away, and the words must be taken back to the third battalion.

The baby bump in my hand, why should I give it up?
Just because he, Hou Jun, has a good shot?
Don't even think about it!

Although the shooting results of Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, the two recruits in the first row, were not bad, their 50 rings were not stable, especially when facing Zhuang Haoran, they often missed.

Perhaps it was due to the psychological shadow output. So far, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian have not been able to reach the full circle in the shooting range three times.

Wu Yi, the first squad leader, said that his two soldiers can usually hit 50 rings. I don't know if it is because of mental quality problems, and they have diarrhea when they are in battle.

Wen Lei didn't care about this.

It’s useless for you to talk about flowers. It’s okay to say that you can hit a small circle of 400cm in 8 meters like that Colonel Zhuang. When you go to the shooting range and shoot with live ammunition, you can shoot as much as you want. You only recognize this result and don’t see others. Treat it like bragging.

But for two days, I don't know why, but suddenly I can't be happy.

The reason is that I heard a gossip.

It is said that every day at noon, a platoon of acting platoon leader Hou Jun took the two recruits who were the most accurate in their platoon and followed Chief of Staff Zhuang to the division headquarters.

But every time I go there, I wear a full set of individual equipment, which looks like I'm going for training.

train?

Thinking of this, Wen Lei's right eyelid twitched twice.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Suddenly, he saw a dark green SUV drive in from the gate, and soon stopped in front of the three people on the side of the road.

Then Hou Jun took the initiative to open the door, and the three got into the car.

Wen Lei's heart was beating wildly, and he hurried to the edge of the guardrail in the corridor in three steps and two steps, peeking at the scene in the car from different angles.

The moment the car door closed, he saw the person in the driver's seat.

I couldn't see the appearance clearly, but the rank of colonel on the collar badge flashed by.

Hey!
The grapevine is true!
　Ask for recommendation, ask for collection!

　　


(End of this chapter)