Mantra

Chapter 262
Wang Hou is a man of high military quality and strong execution ability. He likes to calmly analyze problems when he encounters them.

However, after he was appreciated by Wang Qichuan, he became a little bit smug, and he didn't take others seriously.

Such people are often easy to suffer, and... easy to suffer from my old squad leader.

After Wang Hou was promoted to deputy platoon leader, he was only one step away from being promoted, and he became the backbone of the Corps' key training.

In order to focus on training them, the division also did its best. After the "All-Army Tournament" was over, the division headquarters gave the reconnaissance company another "rotation training".

The so-called rotation training is a kind of fast special training. The scout company is forced to be sent to the major garrisons and training grounds of our division, and the training closest to actual combat is carried out in a completely unfamiliar environment. Prepare for the next China-Myanmar border exercise.

And in that zipper, Wang Hou also went to my company.

The irony is that because Wang Hou came so suddenly, almost no one in the company knew about it, and our cooking team only found out that there was an extra table in the cafeteria during dinner that day.

There is an old saying that goes well, "Monks who come from afar can chant scriptures, and passers-by who come from afar are also tourists." What's more, Wang Hou is still from my hometown!

But having said that, when I saw him in the cafeteria... I was quite embarrassed.

At that time, I had a face-to-face meeting with Wang Hou who came to pick up steamed buns in the aisle. At that time, I was holding a rice spoon, he was carrying a rifle, I was wearing an apron, he was wearing night vision goggles, and I still had a "fork" on my shoulder. ", the epaulets of her are already pure red, and she is about to be promoted, and I haven't even believed my volunteer application...

On such occasions, it is impossible to say that you are not inferior.

Therefore, at that time, I was immediately infected by a strong inferiority complex, and I was really in no mood to reminisce with him, let alone laugh.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, we went our separate ways.

In the next two days, Wang Hou and his reconnaissance company got into the deep mountains and bamboos for camping and training.

When I saw Wang Hou again, it was time for breakfast on the third day. At this time, they seemed to have finished training and were waiting to leave by car.

Because the car sent by the division hadn't arrived yet, after breakfast, Wang Hou discussed tactics and training experiences with his comrades.

I'm a soldier, but I didn't understand a few words that Wang Hou said, but I still cleaned up the tables and benches left over from breakfast, so I had to listen to it while sweeping the floor with a broom.

But at this time, a comrade-in-arms nicknamed "Long Monkey" next to Wang Hou glanced at me who was buried in sweeping the floor, and then the nosy guy pointed at me and said to Wang Hou: "Old Wang, this is yours. Hometown, right?"

Wang Hou looked at me and nodded in embarrassment. His eyes were a bit like a rich man who is ashamed to speak when he meets a poor relative.

"Long Monkey" is tall and slender, as his name suggests, he not only looks like a monkey, but also has a personality like a monkey and is very provocative. When he saw Wang Hou's attitude, he immediately looked down on me and even looked down on me. He also intentionally "lowered" his voice to Wang Hou and said, "Old Wang, you said that the ones from this village are so different, why is there such a big difference? One is carrying a gun, the other is a rice spoon. It is not a joke to pass it back. "

Monkey's words may be to please the deputy platoon leader, or he may be too arrogant. In short, his words are full of contempt for me, and this contempt hurts my nerves.

I raised my head and replied unhappily: "I am also a soldier! I also hold a gun!"

"Take a gun?" Chang Hou scratched his head and looked me up and down: "Can the cooking class shoot a target once a year? What is the target rate of ten bullets? Do you have the face to say that you have a gun in front of scouts? "

I am famous for being the last one in the recruit training camp. Although the number of shots is not as small as the monkey said, it is definitely not more than four times a year.

After all, I can’t afford to take advantage of this lip service, and they’re all soldiers with different positions in the revolution. How can they look down on people because they shoot more guns?

So, I replied without hesitation: "I can shoot, and I can shoot well! If you are not convinced! I will compare with you!"

I said this purely to vent my anger. To put it bluntly, it was a challenge, but what I didn't expect was that this challenge received a response from Changhou and all the scout companies.

The company commander they led came over at that time, without any explanation, he threw me a 95 rifle and said, "Well, you cook! You have a backbone. After cleaning up, go to the Houshan shooting range with the monkey! We have enough bullets. Don’t worry, everyone, I’ll go talk to your company commander.”

To be honest, although the commander of the reconnaissance company has been encouraging me, I feel that he is "playing monkeys", or that this group of people has not tossed enough in the woods and wants to use our shooting range to "vent vent".

In short, their purpose is not pure.

But things have come to this point, I am really in a dilemma.

how to say?Although this matter is small, it is still a challenge between companies. If I agree to this "losing battle", I will definitely discredit the company, but if I don't agree, I am afraid that others will say that I am useless.

Just when I was carrying a 95 rifle and was in a dilemma because of Changhou's provocation, Wang Hou couldn't stand it any longer, and this kid stepped forward and "taken" an arrow for me.

Wang Hou slapped the table, stood up and said to the long monkey: "Monkey, you go, let me compete with my fellow countrymen."

What Wang Hou said was quite unexpected, but with a thump in my heart, I understood his intention.

In terms of marksmanship, how could I be the second-best opponent in the entire army? Wang Hou wanted to put some water on it, so that my... losing would be less ugly.

Of course, losing is not ugly or losing, and I am still ashamed, but I lose less.

But even so, I am already very grateful to Wang Hou, he will definitely help me to this point, what else can I say?

Chang Hou was not satisfied with this arrangement, but after Wang Hou glared at him, this kid didn't dare to make any sense anymore. Looking at the haughty look of those people from the scouting company, I was very dissatisfied, but I had no choice but to Not as good as others, so he was still a little hesitant.

Just at this time, my old squad leader came out from the back kitchen. He didn't ask for my opinion, but he said to the company commander of the scout company and Wang Hou: "Our Tian Buer marksmanship is good, don't you If you think you can win easily, if you want to compare, then let's gamble, otherwise you won't feel sad if you don't cut your flesh, and you won't learn a lesson."

The appearance of my squad leader quickly condensed the atmosphere in the air, especially the scouting company commander, whose face twitched because of my squad leader's appearance.

It seems...he is afraid of our cooking squad leader.

(End of this chapter)