Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 111 The Eve of the Assessment
In the week before leaving the company, the atmosphere of the whole recruit group became a little weird again.

In the past, everyone occupied a piece of land on the big playground and the comprehensive training ground, and then trained on the spot.

But recently, many recruit companies have "disappeared".

I don't know where the squad leader took the recruits. Even if they occasionally appear in the big playground, they are still practicing subjects such as queues.

Squad leaders meet each other, and chatting after greeting each other is also somewhat mysterious.

"Squad leader, why haven't you seen your class recently? Where have you taken them?"

"Squad leader Seven, I didn't see your class on the playground either!"

"Oh! They are all doing housework in the row house! What about you? Where have you been?"

"Ah, we are also doing internal affairs, you know, this internal affairs is a person's face, the face has not been wiped clean, and it is useless to mention anything else."

"a ha ha ha!"

"Hey...hehehe!"

In addition to this cloudy and foggy chat mode, the most talked about in private is about the rewards for the big assessment at the end of the recruit training period before the next company.

According to unreliable roadside news, it is said that this year the head of Division E plans to give seven third-class places to the recruits.

Three of them belonged to the squad leader, and four of them belonged to the recruits.

This is breaking news.

Because in previous years, after a recruit training camp, there are only three quotas for meritorious service.

This year, it has doubled directly, and many veterans and cadres have broken their jaws.

You must know that all the recruits are the backbone of the grassroots companies. Except for a few old squad leaders like Hou Jun, most of them are new squad leaders, the kind of new non-commissioned officers who graduated from the teaching brigade or the non-commissioned officer school last year.

Such an arrangement is quite understandable. After all, new squad leaders need training opportunities. Even if they return to the company to serve as the deputy squad leader, they must first go to work and exercise.

Leading troops is a technical job that requires sufficient experience, just like shooting a gun. Reading ten theoretical books is not as intuitive and rewarding as shooting ten bullets on the field.

No matter how much theory you have learned in the teaching team or non-commissioned officer school, and even this kind of training unit has the practice of taking turns serving as squad leader, but after all, you are facing pre-promotion non-commissioned officers, not real recruits, and the feeling is completely different.

The new squad leaders are the hottest new blood in the army. They are older than the recruits, but shorter than the veterans like Hou Jun. They are often soldiers who have just passed two years, and they all have a dream of joining the party or making meritorious service in their chests. .

I heard that although there are only three places in the whole regiment, it seems a little small, but it is much better than only one in previous years.

Some people secretly speculated that the reason why the division chief was so generous had something to do with the military reform.

After all, I don't know where the military reform will go. Will everyone still be in the original army and give these new non-commissioned officers a chance to make meritorious service? Finally, the division chief can feel a little comforted.

There is also the meritorious service quota for the four recruits.

It is said that criminal targets will be determined in the four subjects of fully armed five-kilometer cross-country, horizontal and parallel bars with equipment, shooting and bombing.

The rules are simple, number one.

Only the first can get the quota of meritorious service.

This is beyond doubt.

There are three battalions and twelve companies in the new regiment of the E Division.

That doesn't sound like much.

But if you calculate it carefully, there are more than 500 people, mainly to replenish the new blood of the three main infantry regiments, excluding the recruits of the ground artillery and anti-aircraft artillery. Because they are stationed far away, they organize their own recruit battalions.

Out of more than 500 people, it was very difficult to win the first place in a single event.

To use Fatty Wei's pertinent words - "If I can win a third-class merit, I will be able to brag after I leave the army, saying that I have defeated more than 500 people in the country!"

This is a bit exaggerated, but there is nothing wrong with thinking about it.

Every recruit is now secretly striving to show their skills in the final exam.

The second platoon leader, Wen Lei, didn't dare to think about other subjects, but he had the ace in his hand in the subject of shooting first practice.

Zhuang Haoran.

This recruit is his trump card.

He has not been a platoon leader for a long time, and his qualifications are low. If he can take the first place in a single event in his own platoon, and return to the company, the company commander will probably give him food. Besides, he can win a red flag. This is a platoon leader. The long-term results can be written into the file in the future.

honor.

This is what every soldier desires.

He heard that some recruits from the first and third battalions also shot well.

For peace of mind, a few days ago, he sent one of his deputy squad leaders to scout the "firepower", and quietly went to other people's training grounds to peek at the other's shooting level.

When the deputy squad leader came back, he hummed a ditty and shook his head and walked into the row room. Wen Lei knew there was something going on at a glance, and it must be good news.

"How is it?" Wen Lei asked: "Is the shooting level of the recruits over there better than that of Zhuang Haoran?"

As soon as the deputy squad leader untied his belt, he shook his head, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a very positive tone: "Platoon leader, don't worry! I went to see their live ammunition shooting, and there was no recruit. It can compare to our Zhuang Haoran!"

Finally, he found the kettle, took a sip of water, and said, "Fortunately, they are still mysterious. Do you know where they went to practice their guns? The first battalion went to the river beach on the other side of Qingshui Valley to practice their guns, and the second battalion was even worse. I ran straight for five kilometers and went to the foot of Liangmao Ridge to practice guns. Everyone hid like a gangster! But I was exhausted."

Wen Lei heard the words, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground with a bang, and a smug smile stretched out on his tense face: "Thank you for your hard work! If we show our faces in this big assessment, I will ask the company commander to give it to you when we go back to the company." Everyone applies for a commendation order!"

The commendation order is inferior to honors such as outstanding soldiers, but it is also written in the file, which is also an honor.

The deputy squad leader was very happy, stood up and saluted with a snap: "Thank you, platoon leader!"

The two of them hadn't laughed enough, and the smile on Wen Lei's face suddenly froze, and he asked the deputy of the sixth class: "By the way, have you gone to see Hou Jun's training?"

The sixth class assistant nodded: "Look!"

Wen Lei hurriedly asked: "How? How is the level?"

The sixth class deputy still shook his head: "So-so, if you say the overall level is still the same, but if you want to say it's top-notch, none of them can match Zhuang Haoran."

Wen Lei showed a reassuring smile again, but suddenly froze again.

"Are you sure you saw the shooting results of the recruits Li Zheng and Zhang Jian?"

The deputy of the sixth squad recalled and said: "No, then I didn't see that the two recruits stopped firing live ammunition."

Wen Lei said, "How is that possible!"

Strange indeed.

The next company assessment is underway. The difference between this year and previous years is that the head of the team said that the bullets can be used freely. In the past two weeks, it can basically guarantee a live ammunition shooting every two days.

How could they not shoot live ammunition?

The deputy of the sixth class said: "That's true. When I went there, others were firing live ammunition, and those two boys lay beside them every day to aim their guns."

"Aiming at the gun?" Wen Lei felt a little bad: "It must be confusing us! That kid Hou Jun knows that I am paying attention to their training, they must be..."

The words stopped here.

After a long while, he slapped his thigh and said, "They must have secretly practiced with live ammunition at the division's small shooting range at noon every day!"

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(End of this chapter)