Ballistic Silence of Special Years

On the sixth day two things happened.

The first thing was that the instructor Mo San found that several veterans in the company had sand leggings on their bodies.

"Squad leader, did you bring your sand leggings?"

"Report to the instructor, I went to the town to find a tailor to do it myself."

The squad leader answered very simply and loudly.

Qi Sheng was watching from the side, and of course he heard it too.

He didn't say anything.

There is no rule that says that sand leggings cannot be used for running three kilometers, and there is no rule that soldiers cannot increase their own weight.

It is advocated to love the army and practice martial arts.

Mo San went over, bent down and pulled the leggings on the long legs of a class, and said that I used to have a set of these, especially before the top training camp to participate in the competition. It was untied the day before, and the body was as light as a swallow and walked like flying, that feeling...

After finishing speaking, he clicked tut twice, as if he had returned to his glory days, with a bit of intoxication on his expression.

"I'm going to get one too. Which tailor did you have in town?"

"Near the right side of the farmer's market, there is a row of tailors who do hand-made tailoring. The craftsmanship is good, the quality is good, and the fees are cheap."

"Okay, I'm going to do one too soon."

Sand leggings can be regarded as a new gadget that appeared in the drone company.

No one had ever thought of getting this thing before, let alone someone with this thing.

Several squad leaders tied this thing at the same time, indicating that they discussed it together beforehand and did it together.

The second thing is that Qi Sheng will not run away today.

Li Zheng asked him if he would run together?
Qi Sheng's face was as constipated, he hesitated for a while and said: "Last night, I felt a little uncomfortable, I had a stomachache, I won't run today, take a rest..."

"Okay, then you take a rest and pay attention to your body, why don't you go to the camp to prescribe some medicine, diarrhea can be big or small."

After some comfort, Li Zheng led the team to the starting point to warm up.

Mo San leaned over and whispered to Li Zheng: "Deputy company commander, do you know why the company commander doesn't run away?"

Li Zheng smiled and said, "Didn't he say he had a stomachache?"

Mo San laughed and said, do you really believe it?

Li Zheng said, then why do you say it is?

Mo San said that his feet hurt. His feet were swollen like pig’s trotters. Last night, he asked the correspondent to go to the battalion department to get medicine for him. He sat on a chair in the small conference room and kneaded it for a long time , humming, humming, baring his teeth in pain.

The instructor Mo San said so, and Li Zheng believed it.

Because the instructor and the company commander lived in two small single rooms in the small meeting room on the second floor, and I lived in a small single room in front of the gun storage on the third floor, so they didn't live together.

Qi Sheng didn't follow, and a squad leader made a suggestion at the starting point, saying, deputy company commander, why don't we try five kilometers today?

It was the class leader who made this suggestion.

The first squad leader is a veteran of the Tiger Brigade.

When the drone company directly under the brigade was established before, it was transferred from other companies to train drone operators.

He was still a private at the time.

Later, because of his outstanding professionalism, he was left as a non-commissioned officer, and gradually became the backbone of the company.

In terms of common subjects, he is one of the rare outstanding personnel in the company.

In the past, Qi Sheng stipulated that there was no need to waste too much energy on common subjects, so the first class leader had to follow. When he was doing bedtime exercises, the first class leader was among the people who were approved.

it's good now.

Li Zheng is here.

The squad leader started to itch again.

After all, let alone five kilometers, if you don’t run for a long time after you get used to it, you always feel empty in your heart and have shortcomings.

When I first transferred to the special warfare brigade, the first squad leader hadn't been transferred from other companies, and I also tried to live ten kilometers a day for a period of time.

At that time, I always felt that this day was never over.

But when he came to the drone company, the physical training was reduced, and the training time for professional subjects was increased. After thinking about it, he missed the awesome days when he was ten kilometers a day.

Seeing that the first squad leader proposed to run five kilometers, several other old backbones responded immediately.

"Deputy company commander, let's organize it. It's been a long time since I ran five kilometers."

"That's right, three kilometers is meaningless and not exciting enough."

Some people want to run, but naturally some people don't want to run.

Of course there are people in the army who don't want to run away.

But he couldn't stand it because he was the old squad leader, and no one dared to say no to running away.

Li Zheng pushed the boat along the way, saying yes, since you want to run, isn't it easy?Isn't it just a matter of more than ten minutes?

He waved his hand.

"run!"

As a result, I really ran five kilometers that day.

Although it was barehanded, it was still five kilometers.

The five-kilometer and three-kilometer routes are different.

Three kilometers can be completed in a circle around several hills around the UAV battalion.

The five-kilometer route had to bypass the combat support battalion, pass through their camp, and then circle back to the UAV battalion.

Qi Sheng has been in office for more than half a year, and the drone battalion has not run more than five kilometers in a row, so naturally it will not appear in the camp of the support battalion.

This time they actually passed through the camp area, making the guards at the support camp look like they saw aliens.

"Huh? Am I reading that right?! Is it the [-]st company or the [-]nd company of the drone battalion that passed by just now?"

The gun sentry at the gate asked another veteran who was in charge of the registration.

The veteran stared at the soldiers of the drone company running past for a long time before saying, "Damn it, the sun came out from the west today, this is the company!"

Things seem to be changing a little bit.

For the past few days, Qi Sheng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

In the evening, when the night training was over and he returned to the team to turn off the lights, he rubbed his red and swollen feet like pig's trotters on himself in the small conference room with bone-setting water, thinking about this all the time.

Nothing seemed wrong.

The soldiers in the company are the same as usual, professional training is still very serious. At the end of last year, after half a year of training, the newly recruited soldiers are getting better professionally. Being able to be on the top won't make Lian Lian weak in the field of professionalism.

For Qi Sheng, he has bigger ideas.

This idea has been formed in his mind since he first came to the Tiger Brigade as the first company commander of the drone.

It is precisely because of this that he devotes himself so wholeheartedly to professional training...

Suddenly, he seemed to hear something.

When he stopped rubbing his feet and listened, the sound seemed to disappear again.

I just started to rub my feet again, and I seemed to hear it again.

This time, he stopped completely, put the lid on the bone-setting water, stomped to the window, opened the window wider, and stretched his head out on the window sill...

"one!"

"two!"

"one!"

"two!"

This time he heard clearly, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared on his face.

He hurriedly put on his socks, put on his shoes, took his belt and didn't even have time to buckle it, and hurried out the door.

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