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

Chapter 76 We all carry one head on two shoulders, who is afraid of whom?

"I swear that I will care for my equipment as much as I care for my life and strictly implement the equipment management regulations."

In front of the flag-raising platform, the last student received a gun.

The district captain took the lead, clenching his right fist and raising it to his ear, staring straight ahead intently.

All the students did as they were told, their voices booming, solemn and solemn.

Wait for the gun ceremony to end.

The students in each class held the guns in their hands, just like a child who suddenly got a toy that he had longed for.

His eyebrows were bent with a smile.

Some people touched the gun number on the side of the magazine and memorized it silently, some stared at the trigger, fascinated, and some studied the muzzle of the gun, overjoyed.

But more people were holding the guns in their hands and looking over and over.

When Wang Heng saw the actions of the people in his class, a smile appeared on his lips, as if he was remembering the scene when he was first taught a gun.

He raised his hand and pointed to the location of class one.

"Chen Jun."

"arrive."

"Take the people and gather them at the training location."

"Attention, when practicing the basic formation, I mentioned in advance the essentials of marching in unison with a gun. Don't let me look around or jump up and down."

"No fighting is allowed, and the gun is pointed at other people. I'll be here later."

"Yes."

Chen Jun responded with a loud voice.

Stand out from the queue and leave with the first class team.

"Deputy deputy, are you preparing to shoot? I remember you said before that you did it during high school military training."

"Quick, tell me how to fight."

The team hadn't gone far when Yang Fan held his gun and winked at Chen Jun, giving him a "you know" look.

At this time, Chen Jun was standing outside the queue leading the team, turning to look at Yang Fan who had excitement written all over his face.

He felt helpless.

At this moment, he finally understood why Wang Heng kept cutting the back of his head.

Because now, he has similar impulses.

Chen Jun was silent for three seconds, and finally sighed: "You are overthinking it. The shooting will take at least a week."

"Don't even think about it this week."

This is true. Wherever a gun is fired, there is a target test.

The guns they were issued were all new and not even calibrated. What's more, the students who were new to firearms only knew which one was the trigger, which one was the magazine, and which one was the barrel.

Nothing else is clear.

Who dares to approve target shooting?

Taking the team to the location of the exercise class, Chen Jun ignored a group of excited guys.

Standing in the queue and looking around.

The morning exercises didn't take long, and the gun training in the entire division just exceeded the point of morning exercises.

In the training ground, other district teams had already left for a long time.

Chen Jun guessed that Wang Heng would be back soon.

Because they can't always occupy the venue.

Other district teams were still eagerly waiting to fire their guns.

really.

About two or three minutes later, Wang Heng ran back with a few bottles of gun oil in his hands.

He took a few deep breaths and said loudly: "Tell me some precautions."

"Come, everyone, stand at attention."

Brush brush! ! !
The order was given, and seven students from the first class, including Chen Jun, stood at attention with guns in hand.

Wang Heng glanced at the crowd. The overall military appearance looked much more powerful than before.

He nodded and continued: "We don't have much time today. The gun needs to be restocked later."

"As I told you just now, the district captain also repeatedly warned this morning that you are not allowed to point the gun at others when holding a gun."

"No laughing and playing is allowed,"

"Also, have you seen the bottle in my hand?" Wang Heng said, raising his right hand.

In his hands were two plastic bottles, a bundle long.

"This is gun oil, specially used to maintain guns. Due to the accidents that occurred at the Xinlu Academy in the past two years."

"That's why the district captain just gave repeated instructions. If you are maintaining your guns in the future, remember to wash your hands after touching gun oil before going to the toilet."

"During maintenance, be sure not to let gun oil come into contact with eyes, lips, or other parts that are easily exposed to water."

"Chen Jun."

"arrive."

"As the shift deputy, you must do your duty of supervision and reminder. At the same time, you must also be careful yourself."

"The most important thing to avoid when taking care of a gun is frizzy hair, and don't scratch your hands. Do you understand?"

"clear!!!"

"Okay, everyone is here, turn left, target the equipment warehouse, line up all the way, and walk together."

Wang Heng hurriedly explained a few words and began to lead the team away.

This caused a group of people to look at the gun oil in his hand from time to time, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, not knowing why.

Chen Jun noticed this situation and a smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, it was nothing, at least he felt it was nothing.

Are there not many accidents caused by gun oil in the army?
It's not that exaggerated at all.

That is to say, after wiping the gun and going to the toilet without washing hands, if you go to the urinal, if there is a lot of gun oil on your hands, you can basically complete an evolution.

If you are going to squat
Anyway, Chen Jun once led a new recruit in the army, and the gun oil got on the paper, and he ended up wiping his butt.

During the next half month of running five kilometers, I insisted on keeping my horoscope until the end.

The training atmosphere in the army is harsher than that of Lu Yuan, at least higher than the current standards of Lu Yuan.

Some soldiers even deliberately made bets with others by smearing some gun oil on their hands before going to the toilet. It might be too much.

In the end, I lay in the infirmary for a week. Every day I had to lift it up with my hands, take a small brush, and apply liquid medicine on it.

In comparison, Wang Heng is considered an honest monitor.

Because many veterans in the army don't talk in such detail.

After all, gun oil is just a part of the new recruits' bitterness.

You need to explore it yourself.

On Friday of the tactical week, one division is the first to receive guns, because other division teams also need to receive guns.

Therefore, there are basically no physical training arrangements in the morning.

After Chen Jun and the others had breakfast, they were taken to the audio-visual education building, which had a special disassembly and assembly room.

To put it bluntly, it is a hall with a relatively large area and many long tables inside.

Two or three classes occupy one table, and the class leader first teaches how to disassemble the gun, how to assemble it, and how to maintain the parts.

After explaining it several times, he stood back and watched the students practice.

I did nothing else all morning.

It requires all students to be able to skillfully dismantle the gun into a bunch of parts and then assemble it again.

A boy.

Who doesn’t know how to dismantle it?
When I was a child, I had to dismantle the radio and television at home into a pile of parts, which ultimately could not be restored.

In the end, I had no choice but to carry the seven wolves in my father's hands, promising that I didn't tear them down by myself?

Therefore, dismantling things is a talent of boys, and each one learns it faster than the other.

It's just troublesome when assembling it.

The monitors of each class yelled irritably to remind them. Some stupid ones, such as Yang Fan, were almost confused by Wang Heng's scolding.

Chen Jun himself did not deliberately show his abilities. He followed the speed of the public and did not show too much proficiency in disassembly.

He was afraid of scaring Wang Heng.

In the afternoon, according to the original plan of the district team, it was a tactical week. The main exercises were still focused on the 400-meter obstacle race, climbing tactics, and military boxing. As a result, I just had lunch.

A heavy rain invaded the new training base, washing away the sweltering heat outside for many days.

Why do you say outside?

Because Chen Jun and the others had just rushed back to the dormitory from the cafeteria when they were forced to the door of the barracks by the steamer-like temperature inside.

Simply put, Wang Heng is not back now.

Chen Jun took the people in his class and stood under the eaves of the barracks to take shelter from the rain, watching the howling wind in the distance.

Although it has already entered the beginning of autumn, the temperature is still no different from summer.

The rain in summer is very special. It is not like the spring rain that sneaks into the night with the wind and moistens things silently, nor is it like the autumn rain drop by drop.

This guy is just pouring rain, coming fast and falling hard. The sky in the distance is gray and it is difficult to see the scenery clearly.

The sudden rainy day made Yang Fan extremely beautiful. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the students in Class 2, Class 3, and the nearby classes, who were photographed like drowned rats.

Rush this way.

He grinned like a dog, put his hands on his hips and laughed, "God is really giving me face. It rained so heavily on Friday during the tactical week."

"Then you definitely don't need to train today, right?"

"Hey, come on, the bigger the better, preferably until midnight."

"Then we will have a great time today."

"Say yes, class deputy."

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he still raised his elbow and poked Chen Jun, trying to get his approval.

In this regard, Chen Jun just wants to say one thing, you think too simply.

He couldn't guarantee whether they would train, but the district team would definitely not let them rest.

There is an old saying in the army that as long as there is no drill, you will definitely carry the shovel. No matter what day of the week, there is no rest.

If you just came to the Luyuan Academy, it would be possible, but after today's gun training, there are not many environmental factors that can affect the training of soldiers.

Of course there is, but it definitely doesn’t include rain.

Chen Jun remembers that it took 18 years for humane management in the army to be fully implemented and it became much softer.

But that kind of gentleness only means not directly beating or scolding the recruits. Exercise should be done in bad weather.

There is no way around it. Soldiers are an important part of the country's violent institutions and are responsible for protecting national defense and protecting the people.

You may not be willing or even willing to train in this kind of weather, but you are absolutely not allowed to be unable to fight in this kind of weather.

Weather weapons, in many classic battles from ancient times to the present, the enemy will use bad weather as cover to launch fierce attacks.

Apart from anything else, during the battle to establish the country's prestige, didn't the extremely cold weather, which only happened once in decades, launch a fierce attack on the enemy?
Of course, Chen Jun would not tell Yang Fan these things, because this guy is not easy to digest.

Instead of trying to reason with him, it would be better to stand and take a break.

Yang Fan: "Deputy deputy, why don't you say anything?"

"Shh, don't say anything, the squad leader is back." He Jing reminded in a low voice from the side.

Hearing this, Chen Jun turned his head and looked into the distance, perhaps because their new training base was near the foot of the mountain.

The rain came quickly and went away quickly.

In less than twenty minutes, the heavy rain just now turned into a sporadic rain.

Wang Heng trotted all the way from the direction of the audio-visual education building. As soon as he reached the door of the dormitory, his eyes widened.

"What are you all doing here?"

"Such a big dormitory can't accommodate you?"

"Let me all in."

Wang Heng walked into the dormitory with an unhappy look on his face, took out a few packages of isatis roots from his pocket, and threw them on the table.

"What about that? It's a bit damp today. Let's make a pack for each person to drink later."

Is this a bit trendy?

Everyone looked eagerly at the still rainy weather outside and remained silent without daring to say a word.

During the new training period, from Monday to Saturday, although each class has a tacit understanding not to give new students a chance to take a lunch break.

However, the district team counselor also strictly prohibited it, and each squad leader led the team to the training ground for additional practice.

Therefore, Wang Heng is not in a hurry now.

He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Gather, let's talk about this afternoon's training and the arrangements for the district team meeting just now."

A group of students who were studying Banlangen immediately lost most of their expressions when they heard that they were going to train in the afternoon.

They finally knew why they said the weather was a bit damp.

Dare to love still needs to be practiced.

"What are you doing? You just finished the gun training and you don't want to train?"

Wang Heng noticed that everyone's expressions were wrong, and his eyes stood up on the spot.

He shouted loudly: "I tell you, don't think that everything will be fine once the gun is fired."

"A gun is not for you to hold in your hands and show off your power."

"I don't have that much time to coax you into talking nonsense."

"The district team just held a meeting and gave new instructions."

"After the gun training is over, starting from tomorrow morning, there will be no wake-up whistle. All you can hear is the emergency assembly whistle."

"Starting from next week, there will be no more basic formation classes on the training ground, only tactical training and shooting exercises."

"Morning exercises will also start tomorrow. All the exercises will be changed from five kilometers unarmed to five kilometers armed."

"You haven't forgotten what the district captain told you when you were giving the gun, right?"

"Since you are a warrior and a qualified soldier, you must behave like a soldier and have the consciousness that a soldier should have."

"Don't make me look sad all day long when you talk about training, your eyes gleam when you talk about rest, and when you talk about eating, you jump faster than a rabbit."

"Is that what you have to do as a soldier?"

After Wang Heng scolded him, the whole class and all the students were afraid to show their anger.

Chen Jun was also a little confused, feeling that the squad leader must have encountered something during the meeting just now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so angry.

After Wang Heng finished scolding, he paused and waved his hand: "Okay, that's all the arrangements. You can make tea with the isatis root and drink it, and silently recite the rules and regulations."

"There is no such item in this competition with the Wuyuan Academy, but the assessment at the end of the new training is definitely the most important one."

"Don't let me off the hook."

"Chen Jun."

"arrive."

"You come out for a moment. Others should drink tea and memorize orders."

Sure enough, Chen Jun muttered to himself, and he knew that Wang Heng must have something on his mind.

Otherwise it wouldn't be so popular.

Follow the squad leader and leave the dormitory.

By this time, the heavy rain outside had completely stopped, except for some water stains remaining on the ground.

There was almost no sign of rain, and even the sun had crawled out from behind the dark clouds again.

Chen Jun followed Wang Heng out of the dormitory and walked more than ten meters before the two stopped.

"Well, what about that?" Wang Heng put his hands on his hips and glanced at the door of Class 2.

Then he continued: "The district captain had a meeting just now and focused on the competition with the Wuyuan Academy."

"Each class has also enrolled students with relatively good performance. Based on the results, we have the best chance of ranking in the top 20 in the competition."

Top twenty? !

When Chen Jun heard this, he was startled and a little stunned.

It wasn't that he was surprised about the ranking, but he suddenly felt that the martial arts academy might be more powerful than he originally expected.

Chen Jun is not bragging about this period. His performance has been good enough. He takes time to practice every day. The whole base knows this.

As a result, according to the district team's estimation, he was only in the top twenty?

There is only hope
This will only inflate other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige.

Chen Jun disagreed. The individual training of the armed police force was more severe than that of the field army.

But this doesn't mean anything. Both Wuyuan and Luyuan recruit high school graduates.

They both carry one head on two shoulders and train for the same number of days.

Who is afraid of whom!
(End of this chapter)