Ballistic Silence of Special Years

The news that the new chief of staff defeated the old gun king Houjun quickly spread throughout the special warfare brigade like a bird with wings.

This incident caused quite a stir in the brigade.

The first is the shock to those cadres left behind by the former E division.

Because in the past, even the cadres of Division E had great people, but no one dared to compete with a gun master like Hou Jun in terms of marksmanship.

In the eyes of Mr. E, Hou Jun's status in sniping and shooting is like a god.

Even though he was selected to go abroad to participate in the sniper competition training, everyone thought that Hou Jun's level was enough, but he was unlucky on the spot and farted, which affected the most critical shot.

It is not a crime of war!
But now, the idol in the hearts of Teacher E has collapsed.

A chief of staff, a twenty-three colonel, was able to easily pick Hou Jun under his horse.

The news coming back from the Silian shooting range is even more transmigrated, which is jaw-dropping anyway.

说是那个新参谋长用95-1在100米距离上只扣了一次扳机，前后不到15秒便将20发子弹全打在了靶心10环圈内。

This sounds like a fantasy to the ears of ordinary soldiers.

Most people, including cadres, had only one sentence when they heard the news—"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Regardless of whether it was impossible, this incident still happened. The soldiers and cadres of the Fourth Company who were present saw it with their own eyes, and it can be said that their jaws dropped in shock.

However, for the soldiers of the fourth company, this matter became a great encouragement.

Everyone didn't have any idea about special forces before, but they just thought they were awesome. As for how awesome they are?
Everyone can't tell.

Like Scout?

cut!
Their marksmanship is even worse than their own!

Seeing the miraculous marksmanship performance of the newly appointed chief of staff today, everyone lost their composure.

This is the man of God!

How awesome is this incredible marksmanship?
Is this the real special forces?
When Han Xiaobei left, he even poured a head of chicken soup on the soldiers of the fourth company, and asked them if they wanted to learn from him?

Of course everyone said yes!
Everyone said they wanted to fight chicken blood.

Han Xiaobei also said, if you think about it, work harder. Our brigade commander has already gone to the old special forces in various military regions to poach the wall. From what I know about our brigade commander, he will definitely bring back a group of instructors who are like soldiers. , I guarantee that if you are willing to work hard, let alone ten or eight years, two or three years!It can't reach [-]% of mine, but it still has [-]-[-]% success!At that time, even if you leave the army and go home, you will be able to pat your chest and say that you are a soldier king!King of soldiers, how awesome is he!
Han Xiaobei's words didn't have an official tone at all, they were completely grounded and military, which made people feel unspeakably comfortable and passionate.

After hearing this, the soldiers felt their chests burning like a coal-fired locomotive. They could not wait to hum twice immediately, feeling that they were the future king of soldiers that Chief of Staff Han said.

Fatty Wei said to Li Zheng on the way back from the shooting range: "I used to watch those military programs on TV, and I always felt that they shot and edited them deliberately for people to watch. I really didn't believe most of them, but today I have seen it. "

He gave a thumbs up: "It seems that special forces really exist, and they really work!"

Li Zheng asked him: "Don't think too much about it. It doesn't matter how good you are. Could it be that you still stay in the team as a non-commissioned officer or fail in the military academy? What does the special forces have to do with you, a local tyrant?"

This sentence was a joke that came out casually, but it caught Wei Fatty who was always eloquent.

Fatty Wei has never thought about what will happen two years later.

In general, being a soldier is just a life experience, very pure, without any impurities, like coming to the army to be a soldier for a while, to prove it to my village head father who was also a soldier, to see how I am a soldier The son's is not a coward, not a rich second generation who only relies on him to cheat him.

But it has been almost half a year since he came to the army. When Li Zheng asked him this question, he wanted to answer. That was the answer he had from the first day he joined the army - he would be discharged and go home after two years.

But this time, the words slipped to his lips, but he didn't say them for no reason.

After a long time, Fatty Wei asked Li Zheng: "What about you? Will you stay in the army or go home?"

Li Zheng was also stunned.

Like Fatty Wei, he was very determined to retire from the army.

The reason is simple. He still has more than one year of courses in his university. If there is no accident, he will take the postgraduate entrance examination after finishing his undergraduate course, and maybe he will take the doctoral examination after that.

Reading, this is the Huashan way for every poor family to break through their own class, and it is also the way with the lowest cost.

Coming to be a soldier is nothing more than a thought of repaying gratitude, and also admiration for this green uniform.

At that time, he was rescued by the people wearing this military uniform so that he could have a second rebirth. He felt that he had the responsibility to wear this green military uniform and do something for this country.

Noble or hypocritical.

Anyway, this is what Li Zhengzhui sincerely thinks.

What's more, there is a grandma at home. Although she is a retired teacher, there is no problem with living security, but as her only grandson, it seems a bit unfilial not to be able to serve her.

However, this time he hesitated.

The two of them didn't talk to each other after that, and followed the team back to the row room silently.

It was Friday, and cell phones were available at night.

Everyone got their mobile phones and was videoing with their family members. Most of the topics were related to Han Xiaobei's arrival today. They all boasted to their family members in the tone of a scholar and chief of staff, saying that they were very happy. Soon to be the King of Special Forces, what a big deal.

Li Zheng was homesick.

Holding his mobile phone, he quietly left the row room and made a video call to his grandma under the dim light in a corner of the clothes drying yard.

The grandma and grandson haven't seen each other for another week. The grandma felt distressed when she saw her grandson's cheek, and said in the tone of evaluating kittens, dogs and pets: "Oh, tsk tsk, look at the face... so thin..."

Li Zheng gave a comforting meal, and explained to his grandma that although he was thin, he was full of muscles, and although he was dark, he had a military look.

"Grandma, we are a fighting force, not a logistical force. We don't have any bad guys here. Look—"

He raised his arms and curled them, showing Granny a look at his biceps.

"Look at how strong you are? These days, everyone is talking about health. No amount of money can buy this kind of physique. When you enter the army, you will not only get food, drink and salary, but you will also be given free personal trainers to exercise your body. Grandma, you I don’t know how good our monitor is, it’s much better than the personal trainer in the gym..."

Grandma looked at it and felt that although the grandson was a little thinner, he was really much stronger, so she wiped her tears and laughed again, saying how happy your parents are if they still see you so competitive...

These words made Li Zheng's nose sore, and he wanted to ask grandma about something, but he didn't dare to say it again.

When it came, grandma seemed to notice something strange in Li Zheng's expression.

"Xiaozheng, do you have something to tell me?"

Li Zheng didn't expect to reveal his secrets, and covered it up: "It's okay, who said there is something to say?"

Grandma stared at the screen, watched, and finally said: "You have never been able to tell lies since you were a child. Whenever you speak, you can't help reaching out to pick the corner of your right eyebrow. Today you chat with me for a while , do you know how many times you picked it?"

Li Zheng was stunned, and blurted out, "How many times?"

Grandma said, "Nine times..."