my liver skills in the barracks

Chapter 273 Do I Need To Send You A Special Grade? [Seek to follow up!Ask for support! 】

The squad leader followed Ye Fei's line of sight and looked at the big iron pole in his hand. It took him a long time to realize it, and he nodded desperately.

"That's right! Platoon leader! This is a training tool for tank driving."

"I borrowed this from the tank company next door. Our machine company doesn't even have this thing!"

Hearing this, Ye Fei wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and signaled the squad leader to start.

The squad leader ordered them to insert the pile of poles into the training chair specially used for simulating tank driving, and started teaching.

"Platoon leader, look at O."

"These two poles represent the left and right crawlers. Pushing forward means moving forward, and pushing backward means reversing."

"The analog pedal under the foot, from left to right, is clutch, brake, accelerator, which is similar to an ordinary car."

"This is the hand throttle, which is used to control the minimum speed of the tank. Refuel forward and refuel backward."

As he said that, the squad leader looked up at Ye Fei, and asked Ye Fei if he understood.

Seeing this, Ye Fei nodded and signaled the squad leader to continue.

The squad leader pulled the pole and continued teaching.

"Platoon leader, let's drive a tank. There are two main difficulties."

"One is turning and the other is shifting."

"The two rods that control the track have to cooperate with each other when turning."

"You want to turn that way, you have to pull the joystick in the opposite direction."

As he said that, the squad leader clicked the lever and gave Ye Fei a demonstration teaching.

"The greater the pulling range! The slower the speed of the tracks on this side, the greater the speed difference between the two sides of the tracks, and the smaller the circle drawn by the tank turning. It is called separation steering. When the speed reaches 40 miles or more Gotta use this."

"If one side of the track is completely stopped, the turning radius is the distance between the two sides of the track. This thing is called brake steering, and it is used below 40 miles."

"If one side of the track moves in the opposite direction at a constant speed, the tank can turn around on the spot. You can see those tanks drifting and so on. This is how they operate."

"This is the difficulty. The two poles cooperate with each other to judge how to turn and how much to turn according to the road conditions. This thing is also the most tested in the tank driving test. It is all S-turns. You can turn!"

"Come on, platoon leader, I'll tell you about shifting."

As he said that, the first squad leader gritted his teeth and pushed the lever of the simulated gearbox, seeing that the posture was quite vigorous.

Seeing this, Ye Fei hurriedly asked.

"Squad leader, I see your posture, is it difficult to shift gears?"

Hearing this, the squad leader let go of the lever of the gearbox and motioned Ye Fei to push it by himself.

Ye Fei stepped forward and gave a sharp push with his hand!
Not pushed.
What the fuck?

Ye Fei was mentally prepared this time, and exerted more force with one hand, and only then did he complete a shift.

After the test, Ye Fei turned his head and asked the first squad leader in surprise.

"Squad leader, is this a complete simulation of the strength of a real tank?"

Ye Fei made a rough estimate, and if he wanted to pull this thing, he would have to have a strength of fifty or sixty catties.

So tank drivers, don't all of them have to be unicorn arms?

The squad leader heard the words, nodded, shook his head again, and explained to Ye Fei.

"Platoon leader, this thing is a one-to-one restoration of our previous tanks."

"At that time, there was no hydraulic booster, and the recruits of the tank company never practiced push-ups. Come here to simulate driving for a few points, which is more effective than upper body strength training."

"It's different now. We have hydraulic boosters on the 96g, so we don't need so much effort."

"But the equipment has changed, but the training equipment has not changed.

"If you keep this thing, you can practice physical fitness and so on, so I haven't replaced it with a new one."

Hearing this, Ye Fei rolled his eyes, and thought to himself, why don't you say that Lu Jun is poor, let's see how he is being forced by his children!
All three generations of tanks have been replaced!How about using the second-generation simulated driving chair for training!
In the awkward smile of the first class monitor, the teaching continued.

In one morning, Ye Fei has already learned the technical actions of the tank such as starting, shifting, refueling, braking and steering.

And the performance is quite proficient, all kinds of poles are pushed and pulled. Looking at it from a distance, those who don't know think Ye Fei is driving an excavator here.
Ye Fei also took advantage of the opportunity to unlock a large skill category and a small skill in its branch.

[Tracked vehicle driving: pull-bar tank driving]

Seeing the system prompt, it proves that training by simulating the driving chair can indeed improve the proficiency of driving tank skills.

Seeing this, Ye Fei came directly to the motivation. After lunch, he came to the training ground again to continue training.

Originally, the squad leader wanted to accompany him, but Ye Fei sent him back directly.

No matter how enthusiastic the squad leader was, Ye Fei knew in his heart that he was just being polite.

Not long after we met, it is very valuable to be able to explain some armored vehicle driving skills to Ye Fei.

If they were allowed to take the rest time, it would not be a problem that Dasu could solve.

At least two!

Accompanied by the chirping of cicadas in summer, Ye Fei performed the simulation training without saying a word.

On the huge training ground, there was only the sound of "clack clack" when Ye Fei pushed the bar.

Ye Fei, who was immersed in the training, didn't notice that at some point, a group of officers from the publicity department appeared beside him, and they clicked on him with their cameras.

And farther away, standing by the window, looking out here.

Tiger regiment leader, Zhang Tianping.

Unlike Ye Fei, Zhang Tianping has never been out of the ranks of the 112th Division since he joined the army and was promoted to become the leader of the regiment today.

But there is one thing, Zhang Tianping thinks that he and Ye Fei have some similarities.

That is to train, to be desperate.

In fact, Zhang Tianping was a very dull soldier at the beginning.

His physical coordination is not very good either. He was assigned to the tank battalion, and he was often punished for training.

Zhang Tianping even slept on the simulated training chair Ye Fei was sitting on at night.

When he woke up in the early morning of the next day, Zhang Tianping, who was bitten by mosquitoes all over his body, had red eyes and continued to train with his sore arms.

Such high-intensity training caused Zhang Tianping's palms to be worn out, but he continued to train as if he would not admit defeat. In the training ground, he came the earliest every day, left the latest, and practiced the hardest.

Three months later, Zhang Tianping became the only tank driver in the regiment.

Others thought that Zhang Tianping worked so hard to stay in the army and develop well.

Only Zhang Tianping knew that he just didn't want the retired squad leader to call him a coward.

The idea of ​​not wanting to be a bad soldier has supported Zhang Tianping to the present.

Looking at Ye Fei who was training hard in the distance, no one knew what Zhang Tianping was thinking.

"I should also have a first-class meritorious service."

Inexplicably muttering something, Zhang Tianping picked up the phone, put on a flattering tone, and said.

"Teacher! What are you doing!"

"It's nothing! I just miss you, let's chat with you!"

"Oh, sir, don't hang up, don't hang up, don't let me tell you what to do!"

"There is something wrong!"

"Teacher, in a few days, our division's martial arts competition, if someone from our regiment can break an army record or something, can you consider this first-class merit?"

On the other end of the phone, the commander of the 112th Division scolded angrily after hearing the words.

"Do you want me to send you a special merit?"

"Return him? Breaking the record of the whole army, who in your tiger regiment is like this material?"

"How come I don't know?"

Zhang Tianping was not angry when he was scolded by the teacher. As the saying goes, beating is love and love, not beating or scolding is a disaster. If the teacher scolds us, Lao Zhang, doesn't it prove that we are a figure in the teacher's heart!
With this idea in mind, Zhang Tianping continued to stalk the division commander, and finally got really annoyed by the division commander, and said to ask the military department for instructions, Zhang Tianping hung up the phone in satisfaction.

In the division headquarters, after hanging up the phone, the commander of the 112th division said angrily to the chief of staff beside him.

"This Zhang Tianping came to ask for credit with Lao Tzu!"

"When it comes to martial arts competitions, if someone in their regiment breaks the record of the whole army, can I consider giving a first-class merit!"

"It's not right, this kid is not right!"

Before the chief of staff could reply, the commander of the 112th division reacted immediately.

Zhang Tianping is a kid who is courteous for nothing, he is either a rape or a thief!
"Go, check their regiment for me. What kind of characters have appeared recently, dare to talk to me about the records of the whole army!"

"Yes!"

When the correspondent heard this, he immediately went out to inquire about the news.

Half an hour later, the correspondent took a personnel file and put it in front of the teacher.

In the photo, the young man with two rows of white teeth and a very clear smile, who else could it be if not Ye Fei.

Seeing this, the teacher immediately realized that he was caught!
Isn't this the kid the old company commander greeted!

He, Zhang Tianping, plotted against me, right?
Wait for me!Don't think that if you are transferred away, I will not be able to cure you!
As soon as the screen changed, Ye Fei finally finished the simulation training, picked up the steering column, and walked towards the dormitory with difficulty.

Despite the support of the system, Ye Fei is extremely fast no matter what skills he has.

But during the training process, the fatigue and soreness of the body are real.

Moreover, Ye Fei himself is also competitive, and the training can be said to be desperate, so it can be said that the training of various skills can be said to be rapid.

But sometimes, Ye Fei himself was a little skeptical. If it weren't for the existence of the system, even if his whole body was full of liver, he probably wouldn't be able to last such a high-intensity training for long.

At this time, Ye Fei still has the leisure and physical strength to reload ten kilometers in comfort and decompression.

And he did intend to do so.

Ten minutes later, Ye Fei put on all kinds of equipment neatly, told a row of people who were about to organize physical training, "Train well", and strode onto the runway to start restorative training.

Now that the competition is imminent, Ye Fei has just returned to the grassroots army.

In Chang Luzhi's one-year student career, Ye Fei hasn't really trained much in terms of physical fitness, and he urgently needs to find his status.

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