The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 74 Competition 'End Gun'

"Old Wei, are you sure you two didn't come here to cause trouble on purpose? Look at the station where you two are, my soldiers can still train well." A first-level non-commissioned officer in the camp management looked at Ding Xiaojun and the old man. The two of Wei said.

At this time, Lao Wei and Ding Xiaojun were holding a large wrench each, standing at the end of a group of seven with the standard action of holding a gun in a standing posture.And the bodies of the soldiers with guns in the queue trembled slightly, and their faces looked like they were enduring and wanting to write a lot.

"Old Wei, can you call me, old Wei squad leader?" Old Wei obviously didn't want to talk to the first-level non-commissioned officer.

"Squad leader Wei, please stop making trouble, can you go back and forth from there?" the first-level non-commissioned officer said helplessly.

Seeing that Old Wei didn't have the slightest intention to talk to him, the first-level non-commissioned officer turned to Ding Xiaojun again, this time the first-level non-commissioned officer spoke more carefully: "Squad leader Xiao Ding, look, your technical training field is not here, why don't you go back to train Okay, turn around, can't I treat you to instant noodles?"

Ding Xiaojun felt that it was not good to affect others, but he couldn't speak up, so he could only turn his eyes to Old Wei to see what Old Wei meant.

Old Wei looked at Ding Xiaojun's eyes: "Xiao Ding, concentrate on training well, don't get distracted." Old Wei said, I'm training here.

"Yes." Ding Xiaojun immediately put away his thoughts, and the first-level non-commissioned officer became embarrassed when he saw the two of them.

"Platoon leader, take a look. The two men in the engineering department are obviously here to make trouble. The soldiers are holding back their laughter now, and the training can't continue normally." The first-level non-commissioned officer began to complain to the lieutenant officer.

The lieutenant officer walked to the front of the queue, looked at each of the soldiers who endured unbearably, and felt uncomfortable in his heart: "It's funny, isn't it? Since it's so funny, just laugh it out. Let's see what you are all about." Look, it’s okay if you don’t welcome comrades from the technical department to come to train, but you can’t weaken the morale of our camp, right?”

"Look at the fighters in the engineering department. If you don't have the conditions, you create the conditions to train. But you, if you have the conditions, you still want to be lazy. Now, let me be serious. The end-board training is one hour. Who is not serious? The time is doubled." . " The lieutenant officer's words made the soldiers who were holding back their laughter suddenly lose the thought of laughing.

Just as the lieutenant officer was about to leave, he squinted at Old Wei and Ding Xiaojun, and said again: "Second squad leader, let the station men take out their water bottles, fill them with water, and hang the gun heads. The big wrench from the engineering department is comparable Our rifles are much heavier, and since we are training together, we can't let our comrades in the technical department look weak."

The first-level non-commissioned officer went to order the soldiers to hang up the water bottles. The lieutenant officer turned to look at Old Wei with a smile on his face.From Lao Wei's point of view, this is clearly a challenge.

"Ding Xiaojun, go and fill our inner pot with water. They hang the water pot, and we hang the water pot too." Old Wei obviously got into a fight with the lieutenant?

"Yes!" Ding Xiaojun took off the water bottles that he and Lao Wei were carrying across their shoulders, ran quickly to the tap, filled their hand pots with water, and walked back to the training ground.

"What are you doing in a daze, hang up, hang up." Old Wei looked at Ding Xiaojun who was at a loss while carrying a kettle.

"Oh." Ding Xiaojun quickly hung up the water bottle for Old Wei, and then hung his own water bottle on his big wrench, and started training with the wrench again.

At first, it was bearable. After more than ten minutes, Ding Xiaojun felt that the hands holding the wrench began to feel sore, and the wrench began to shake slightly. Everything was not as easy as imagined.

"Ding Xiaojun, shake your wool and shake it. Hold on, it's still early." Old Wei actually had a hard time holding on, but he was a veteran, and this training was proposed by himself, so he had to swallow it by himself. Down.

Of course, everyone in the queue at the end board is also uncomfortable. It is tiring enough to practice holding a gun with an empty gun, but now that a kettle full of water is added, it will be even more difficult to persist, not to mention the queue. Some people's guns shook severely, and some people's guns almost fell to the ground.

"Raise it up, raise it up, you can't hold on for a while, don't you all brag about how good you are, look at the brothers in the technical department, their technical workers are better than you who hold guns every day, Are you okay, you guys, don’t drop the kettle, let’s talk about you, raise it up.” The first-rank non-commissioned officer supported his hands and said scolding words, but the meaning was obviously to compete with Old Wei and Ding Xiaojun.

Ding Xiaojun himself is a person who refuses to admit defeat. If it was only Old Wei, Ding Xiaojun would just insist, but as soon as this level of non-commissioned officer said something, Ding Xiaojun's fighting spirit was aroused.

Exhaling a big breath, Ding Xiaojun raised the front end of the big wrench, turned his head and looked at the soldiers with guns in the queue, with a look of determination on his face.

"Fighting, I have two arms and two legs, and I can't compare to you, not to mention for the engineering department, but for the face of Old Wei, I have to fight to the end." Ding Xiaojun looked at the other soldiers and thought in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, Ding Xiaojun felt more sore in his hands. Ding Xiaojun gritted his teeth and persisted, and kept lifting the front end of the wrench that was moving down.

As for the soldiers with guns in the queue, some of them could not hold on anymore. Some of them had dropped their kettles several times. Old Wei was worse than Ding Xiaojun, and the wrench in his hand was already shaking like an electric motor.

The one-hour gun-handling training time was finally over in everyone's expectation. In the end, except for Ding Xiaojun who was still holding the gun in the standard action of holding the gun, the others had already lost their shape.Of course, Ding Xiaojun didn't feel well, his arms were stiff for a long time, and he relied on willpower to persevere, just like the first horizontal bar exercise.

"Look at you, it's not as good as the recruits in the technical department. They should reflect on themselves when they go back." The first-level non-commissioned officer was not in a good state, and he lectured to the soldiers in the queue who were shaking their arms.

Old Wei didn't look at the first-level non-commissioned officer, and said to Ding Xiaojun: "Xiao Ding, let's go back." After speaking, he began to pack his luggage, put the large wrench into the toolbox, and picked it up.

As soon as he relaxed, Ding Xiaojun felt pain in his arm, but Ding Xiaojun didn't show it on his face, he quickly put away his toolbox, picked up his toolbox, and quickly caught up with Old Wei, walking side by side with him.

After walking a few steps, Old Wei suddenly turned his head and said to the first-level non-commissioned officer and the soldiers in the queue: "We will come back tomorrow during training time." After speaking, he turned back and continued walking.

"Ah!" The soldiers in the queue were greatly stimulated by Old Wei's words.

"Ah what, do you still have face? You guys, it's embarrassing to be defeated by a recruit in your strengths. Don't you feel blushing? Extra training at night, and now you're dismissed." Said angrily.

"Come on, squad leader, do you want everyone to live? We can't compare with those two animals." A private in the queue said.

The first-level non-commissioned officer glared fiercely at the private, who immediately shut up.

"Don't respect your comrades, go back and write a [-]-word inspection, finish it before training at night, let's go."

(End of this chapter)