I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 75: Teach a gun!

"Comrade, you are so diligent."

"It was just dawn, and you didn't even sleep, so you ran out to practice alone?"

While Chen Jun was staring at the wooden box
A major came out of the co-pilot of the truck. He first looked up at the sun that had just emerged in the east, and then looked at Chen Jun standing on the roadside and took the initiative to say hello.

His face was full of surprise, as if it was unexpected that some students could get up at this time.

"Hello, Chief."

"Report to the chief, if you can't sleep in the morning, get up and run around twice."

Hearing the sound, Chen Jun turned his head and looked over, quickly stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, you're welcome." The major smiled back.

"This is a good habit, but you must also pay attention to your health and balance work with rest."

"Thank you for your concern, Chief." Chen Jun responded with a loud voice.

He guessed that this major should be the officer in charge of escorting the weapons in the army.

After a brief greeting, Chen Jun walked around the two parked trucks and continued sprinting along the track.

He no longer paid attention to the busy soldiers at the rear.

The morning sun was rising, and the coolness of the morning was quickly replaced by the sultry heat.

After Chen Jun rushed around a few times, the person responsible for unloading weapons had completed the handover with the district captain in the base.

The boxes containing the guns were neatly stacked on the side of the flag-raising platform and tightly wrapped in military green canvas.

A cordon was set up around the area.

Two senior pickets squatted nearby on duty.

As for Chen Jun who was running, he was completely ignored by them. He passed by several times and pretended not to see him.

There is no way not to ignore it.

A "training maniac" recently appeared in the new training base, and even the district captain knew about it.

And this is the default approach.

In the past two days, Chen Jun no longer had to pick up Wang Heng and accompany him when he came out.

He himself was able to arrive at the training ground without any questioning.

As the sun rose higher and higher, Chen Jun guessed that the wake-up whistle was about to blow, so he performed several sets of military boxing in succession.

Stretch your body and walk towards the dormitory.

"The weather is crazy. It's almost September, but it's still so hot. When I wake up early in the morning, I'm all sticky."

Chen Jun hadn't even entered the dormitory yet, but he could hear Yang Fan's cursing voice from five to six meters away.

The monitor is not here? !
Chen Jun looked outside the dormitory barracks in confusion. If Wang Heng was in the dormitory, generally speaking, he would not hear such curses.

The glare of those big bull-egg eyes worked better than anything else.

Sure enough, when he opened the door, he looked up at his upper bunk. Wang Heng's quilt was spread out, but no one was there.

Liang Kui, who was busy laying out the bedding next to him, heard the sound of the dormitory door being pushed open and turned his head to look.

"Deputy deputy, are you back?"

"Are you looking at the squad leader? He was called out just now by squad leader Chu next door."

"No, I came back from the training ground and didn't see it." Chen Jun smiled and folded the quilt on his bed along the mark.

According to Lu Yuan's housekeeping requirements, folding quilts is not allowed when you first get up, and quilts or blankets must be spread out.

I ran around to cover up the stench all night, and I was only allowed to fold after returning from morning exercises.

However, he has been drying this for more than an hour, so it doesn't matter anymore.

While folding the quilt, Chen Jun looked up at his busy roommates and asked casually: "It's Friday today. Can you all recite the oath of instruction?"

"Don't forget the words because you are so nervous."

"Haha, keep it in mind, shift deputy. Even if I forget my last name today, I will not forget to fire the gun."

Liang Kui patted his chest and promised.

Others also had knowing smiles on their faces.

Fire the gun. Since Wang Heng’s explanation yesterday, these guys have been holding guns in their dreams.

Three times a day I asked the squad leader how much the gun weighed and whether it was fun.

Wang Heng was annoyed by the questions, and he scolded him several times but had no obvious effect.

Chen Jun looked at a group of people having fun, and couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, don't worry about it, we will definitely launch the gun today."

"Now the flag-raising platform at the training ground."

"Kang Dang"

Before Chen Jun finished speaking, the dormitory door was pushed open.

Wang Heng rushed in from outside in a hurry and glanced at Chen Jun who was folding quilts at the door.

He nodded and said, "As long as you come back, I'm still thinking of arranging for someone to tell you to come back as soon as possible."

"Come on, everyone is here, let's make an announcement."

"Today's morning exercise is cancelled. Now everyone is meeting with me at the equipment warehouse to get ready to receive bullet belts, grenade belts, and helmets."

"A shoulder bag and a gas mask."

"I would like to reiterate the discipline of the queue. After receiving the training, we will line up in the open space in front of the flag-raising platform to wait for the gun training. Let's go to the first section first."

"Because there are too many freshmen, the gun training will be conducted in batches."

"Stop your curiosity when you get there. You are not allowed to run around at will, and you are not allowed to touch other people's guns at will."

"Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!!" Everyone responded loudly.

This is the cancellation of morning exercises and the teaching of guns. It is a double happiness.

Everyone excitedly lined up in two columns, and under the leadership of Wang Heng, they left the dormitory with great vigor.

It was only then that Chen Jun noticed that the senior veteran on duty blew the wake-up whistle.

In just a minute or so, students from other dormitories in other districts rushed out of the dormitory and ran towards the water room and toilet.

It seems that the squad leader said that the gun training should be conducted in batches, one zone during the entire morning exercise.

Chen Jun pondered.

However, it is understandable that the five divisions combined have too many personnel, nearly an infantry regiment.
If the gun is taught at the same time and the new students see that thing for the first time, they will be so excited that the scene will be difficult to control.

By the time they reached the door of the equipment warehouse, people from the first and second teams of Division 1 were already queuing up to receive helmets.

They belong to the first squad of the third team and are in the rear in order.

Wang Heng ran forward with his hands on his hips and wandered around. He found that the progress was very slow, so he wandered back again.

He raised his hand and pointed to the equipment warehouse and said to Chen Jun: "Remember this place."

"Before the gun training, you must leave for the training ground within five minutes of the wake-up whistle."

"But starting today, after the gun training, the morning drill whistle sounds, and the time is extended from five minutes to ten minutes."

"After washing up, if I am away for something, you can lead the team over and report my name to the district team, division, class, and my name. There will be people on duty here who will take you to the designated area to collect the gun."

"Including doing exercises in the afternoon, you have to come here first to receive the gun."

"You each also remember the gun number, which is equivalent to your ID number outside. Don't be confused when the gun is handed to you."

"You won't recognize your own gun when it's taken away and reissued."

"Understand?"

"Understood!!" Everyone responded loudly.

"Report." Yang Fan learned the lesson this time and knew how to shout a report.

"speak."

"Report to the squad leader, the gun needs to be taken away. Can you come and collect it every day?" Yang Fan tried to ask cautiously.

"I watched TV shows in Hong Kong. People always put their guns in a row beside their bed. When they wake up, they grab them and rush out."

When Chen Jun heard this kind of question asked, he knew something was wrong.

This is really thick-skinned and can withstand beatings.

If you don't understand, just listen to what the squad leader says, don't ask again.

Sure enough, Wang Heng, who was holding his hands behind his back just now, with a relaxed look on his face, suddenly raised his eyes.

A slap hit the back of Yang Fan's head with a "snap" sound.

He angrily shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, just listen to what I say." "You haven't put away the gun yet. Have you seen me wandering around with a gun on my back all day?"

"Still, do you see the district captain holding a gun in his hand and giving you a speech every day?"

Faced with Wang Heng’s angry rebuke.

Chen Jun grinned. This meant that everyone in the area was queuing up. Wang Heng was so proud that he kept his voice down.

Otherwise, Yang Fan will inevitably have another meal of "physical training".

After such an episode, the second team in front has almost finished collecting.

Wang Heng took Chen Jun to the roster of the equipment warehouse and noted the names that he could lead the team to receive.

He also put a checkmark on the names of everyone in the class.

Then he walked into the equipment warehouse and followed the standard of one helmet per person, one bullet belt, one grenade belt, one shoulder bag and one gas mask.

Complete for everyone.

It has to be said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. I used to wear camouflage hats.

The students in each class looked gentle and quiet, just like the impression given by college students in military training.

Except everyone is as tanned as an African chicken.

The other difference is that the "soldier" flavor is stronger.

Now, the entire first division has uniformly put on steel helmets, bullet belts, and grenade belts wrapped around their waists.

The overall vision gives people a really chilling atmosphere.

After all the classes in the first section arrived, the monitors of each class opened the canvas covering the wooden box.

One by one, boxes with seals and "military control supplies" appeared in front of the district team students.

Chen Jun clearly felt that there was a large-scale commotion among the originally arranged teams.

Exclaims of surprise, accompanied by whispers, continued to be heard from the queue.

Class 1 was no exception. Liang Kui, He Jing, Yang Fan, Shen Congjun and others all had their eyes gleaming.

Especially when I saw the monitors of each class taking off the seals from the boxes and opening the boxes.

One after another, the glossy black and shiny rifles appeared in front of their eyes, and the queue almost went into chaos.

Many students stretched their necks and peered into the box.

Good guy, that posture is even more intimate than when I saw my girlfriend. I wanted to rush up to him, hold the box and kiss him twice.

"quiet!!"

"All students return to their respective queues and are not allowed to run around."

In the distance, the district captain was comparing the roster with the counselor. When he saw something was wrong here, he hurried over.

The authority of district captain Li Zhao is quite high among the freshmen group.

As soon as he rushed over, the restless queue instantly returned to calm. The students who were excited just now shrank their necks and did not dare to say anything.

But Li Zhao did not continue to scold.

Instead, he glanced at the boxes that the squad leaders had opened behind him.

He strode to the front of the queue and glanced around.

He shouted: "Everyone is present, stand at attention."

"Take a break."

"Students, do you know what's in the box behind me?"

"Gun!!!" As soon as Li Zhao finished speaking, a deafening roar came from the queue.

The sounds are surprisingly consistent.

Li Zhao nodded, seemingly satisfied with this momentum.

"Yes, it's a gun, but your answer is not comprehensive."

"As a soldier, being awarded a gun means that you have successfully completed your transformation from a local youth."

"The gun is the second life of a soldier. Its appearance means all the fatigue you have suffered and all the sweat you have shed since your new training in the Lu Academy."

"At this moment, I have been recognized."

"From now on, you can no longer be called freshmen, you can no longer be called classmates, but you must be called comrades."

"Giving you a gun means that you have transformed into a real warrior and a qualified soldier."

"Comrades, I hope you will cherish this honor, shoulder this responsibility, and do not betray the trust of the motherland and the trust of the people in you."

"Tell me loudly, do you understand?"

"clear!!!"

The response was deafening, almost scattering the clouds in the sky.

The passionate atmosphere made Chen Jun, a veteran, a little excited.

"stand up."

As the district captain finished speaking, the majestic national anthem began to play through the radio on the flag-raising platform.

At the same time, the national anthem was played loudly throughout the new training base, dormitory area, audio-visual education building, and canteen.

The second, third, fourth and fifth districts who were doing morning exercises stopped their running exercises in unison.

Turning around to look at the national flag flying high in the sky on the flag raising platform, he stood at attention and solemnly saluted.

Sing along with the radio.

In the base, the cooks who were cooking and the pickets who were patrolling all stopped what they were doing.

Looking up in the direction of the training ground, singing the national anthem loudly,

No one was supervising them, no one told them in advance, but everything was so natural.

This is the power of faith.

This is a soldier.

The moment the sound rang out, everyone in the queue where Chen Jun and the others were standing collectively put away their resting postures and stood at attention.

The gun ceremony seems to have a serious and solemn aura.

One student after another, their backs were straight and their eyes were firm.

Like a javelin standing on the ground, it has a faint sharpness.

The ceremony began.

District captain Li Zhao held the roster in his left hand and began to call the names in order with his right hand.

"Chen Jun."

"arrive!!"

Chen Jun roared, took a step forward, and stood up straight.

"Student Chen Jun, I now grant you the Type 95-1 automatic rifle, gun number: 632513."

"Taking over this steel gun means shouldering the sacred mission entrusted to you by the country. I hope you can cherish this steel gun as much as you cherish life."

"You are not afraid of hardships and dangers, and you strive to be the first. Can you do it?"

"able!!"

Chen Jun responded decisively without thinking about it.

"Take the gun!"

Li Zhao held the gun in both hands and handed it to Chen Jun.

Chen Jun solemnly took the gun and held it against his chest.

He lowered his eyebrows and took a glance. The muzzle of the gun in his hand did not have a small grip, and there were also five heat dissipation holes.

It was determined that this was 95-1.

He didn't pay attention just now, always thinking that this time the gun training would be a Type 95 automatic rifle.

After all, 95-1 only began to be installed on a large scale the year before last, and was mainly used in front-line field troops.

Military academies like the Army Academy will most likely not be given priority.

But Chen Jun soon understood what was going on. It was probably because of the expansion of enrollment in Luyuan.

Transfer guns from the army.

He can also be regarded as getting some light from it.

(End of this chapter)