Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 48 Punishment
Li Zheng never expected that Hou Jun, who hadn't known where he was just now, would be behind him.

Before he could react, he was kicked in the butt.

This kick caused Li Zheng, who was half-squatting on the ground, to suddenly lose his center of gravity, and he fell forward. Fortunately, he reacted fairly quickly, and stretched out his left hand to support the ground, and finally he didn't fall out of a shit.

Unexpectedly, an unknown fire rose in Li Zheng's chest, he stood up in a huff, and turned his head to see Hou Jun standing behind him with the same crooked nose and face, who was furious.

"What?! Not convinced?"

Hou Jun didn't pay attention to him anymore, he went straight up to pick up the hammer that fell on the ground, held it in his hand and looked at it several times before turning around angrily.

Li Zheng saw Hou Jun's eyes as big as lanterns, full of anger, as if he wanted to eat people.

"In the previous theory class, I didn't tell you to take good care of your weapons and equipment?! Disassemble the gun and fly the hammer out for me in order to gain speed? Do you know the function of the hammer?! The gun has a soul! You like this For it, on the battlefield, it will be passive and sabotage, and it will give you diarrhea at critical moments, and your life will be taken!"

Hou Jun held the hammer of the rifle in his hand, and his gaze swept across all the recruits present, as if to warn everyone.

But he scolded so much that the saliva flew all over Li Zheng's face.

Some foul language was mixed in between the words, and the more scolding became more and more vigorous, the more scolding became more ugly.

At the end of the scolding, his eyes finally turned back to Li Zheng's face, and then he pointed his hand to the distance to the south, and said viciously: "The target-Xiaoniuling, run there and circle around for me before coming back!"

At this time, Li Zheng's chest was already raging with anger.

Didn't it just drop a hammer by mistake?

As for scolding for a long time like digging his ancestral grave?

That's right!

The hammer is an important part of a firearm.

But the problem is that I am a new recruit, and this is still the first day of learning to disassemble and combine. As for it? !
Who hasn't been a recruit?

Who hasn't tried and missed?

Who hasn't made a mistake?
The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, and he thought to himself that when you Hou Jun was a recruit, you might not be any better than me, right?
"What are you still standing there for!? Run for me! Come back within 15 minutes, and I'll make an extra trip for you!"

Hou Jun's hand pointed to Xiaoniu Ridge in the distance again.

It is a place that new recruits are all too familiar with. The daily five-kilometer route starts from the camp area, passes through the camps of other regiments, and then takes the national highway to enter and return to the camp area from the division gate; while the three-kilometer route runs from the big playground to the calf Ridge, circle around the loess road under Xiaoniu Ridge and then return to the big playground.

As a person who studies law, Li Zheng somewhat has the urge to argue.

In his opinion, Hou Jun's actions were barbaric, unreasonable, and unacceptable.

He even thought about rebutting on the spot, and even refused to execute the penalty run order.

No matter how big he is, he's not just an acting platoon leader?
What a great authority!
Li Zheng clenched his fists tightly.

The air on the basketball court suddenly froze, and time seemed to have stopped.

Zhang Jian gloated and secretly glanced at this end, but he didn't dare to say it, and he had already shouted "hit, hit" no less than twenty times in his heart.

Fatty Wei and the recruits who had a good relationship with Li Zheng felt like they were walking on thin ice, as if they were stepping on a tightrope, thinking about heaven and hell, for fear that Li Zheng would do some irrational and impulsive behavior.

You know, recruits fight veterans within a few days of entering the army, and they are still a platoon leader. With their toes, they will know what the next day will be like. It is estimated that making excuses to punish you can get you out of shit.

After all, Li Zheng is not an impulsive character.

Finally, he endured it.

It is my dream to be a soldier. I can't come to the army and clash with the platoon leader within a few days, which will put a disgraceful mark on the romantic dream journey.

Run and run!
He put down his gun, lowered his head and ran towards Xiaoniuling without saying a word.

Hou Jun seemed to be muttering to himself from behind: "College students don't even understand the principles of caring for equipment. This book is really a waste of time!"

At that moment, Li Zheng really wanted to turn around and run back immediately, standing in front of Hou Jun and angrily scolded the awesome acting platoon leader: "I won't run away!"

But he still didn't do that after all.

Not for anything else, after all, the initial fault was on myself.

Whether it was intentional or not, it was my own fault that the hammer flew out and hit the hard concrete floor because it was not disassembled accurately and in a standardized manner in order to save time.

Admit when you are wrong.

People who study law, this point is not conscious or there is.

That day, when the running meeting came, the first row had already been closed, and there was no one on the basketball court. The recruits went back to wash their faces and hands and prepared to line up to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

When Li Zheng was sweating profusely and ran back to the basketball court, the soldiers upstairs and downstairs in the barracks were all stretching their necks to look at him. Those who didn't know the situation were discussing and guessing what mistake Li Zheng had made.

Standing under the basketball hoop on the playground with a stopwatch, Hou Jun saw Li Zheng coming back, glanced at the watch again, and said casually: "Well, the time is not over."

At the end, he continued: "Remember, if I find you dismantling the gun so carelessly next time, it won't be as simple as Sanlu."

After all, he left Li Zheng, who was panting heavily, and left without looking back.

Zhang Jian just came out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck. When he walked to the door of the row room, he saw Li Zheng running in a panic under the sun standing on the basketball court, so he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth thirty degrees. , showing a sneer, snorted and went back to the room.

Fatty Wei, who had been standing at the door looking out, said in a low voice to Ma Teng and Yang Hui beside him, "Look at the second generation of our army! Tsk tsk! Look at him!"

Yang Hui said: "Bending or damage to the hammer will cause the ammunition to fail to fire. This matter is big and big, and it is small if you say it. The old punishment is severe enough."

Fatty Wei suddenly frowned, as if remembering something, he took a hiss and said to Yang Hui, "Speaking of which, do you feel that the old platoon is targeting Li Zheng?"

Ma Teng said: "That can't be it? Li Zheng didn't offend him, so what?"

Fatty Wei said: "Did you forget the last time our platoon leader beat chicken blood? How did Li answer him? I feel that it made him a little bit embarrassed, so I remembered it."

This time it was Yang Hui's turn to frown and think for a while, then he clapped his hands lightly and said, "I remember! Don't tell me, this matter is probably quite reliable."

Fatty Wei suddenly sighed and shook his head: "Oh, bad luck for good people these days..."

As he spoke, his fat head turned towards Zhang Jian in the row room, cast a disdainful look and then continued to sigh.

"The little man succeeds..."

The incident that Fatty Wei said actually happened on the morning of the second day after the start of training.

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