The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 84 Fighting is not a fight
"You are the special recruiter, no wonder." The lieutenant officer looked at Ding Xiaojun: "You do have the strength of special recruits. My name is Zhang Xueqiang, No. 084. It's a pleasure to meet you." After introducing himself, the lieutenant officer extended his hand to Ding Xiaojun lost his right hand.

Ding Xiaojun also held out his right hand to hold Zhang Xueqiang together: "501, Ding Xiaojun, nice to meet you too."

Afterwards, people arrived at the finish line one after another. Tong Lei and Liu Haiyang did not occupy the third and fourth places, but were pushed back to the tenth place by the later people.

As soon as Tong Lei and Liu Haiyang reached the finish line, Ding Xiaojun walked over: "What's going on, why did you two have diarrhea in the end?"

"Boss, they are really too strong, especially those lieutenants. They seem to be very experienced. They preserved their strength at the beginning, but in the final sprint stage, they exploded in an instant. At that time, we couldn't catch up with each other. "Tong Lei told the process of his discovery and his conjecture.

Liu Haiyang bent over, gasping for air: "It seems that none of these people who can come here are good people. After that, the few of us will work hard, not to mention the last, but at least we must be at the top. Otherwise, we must be eliminated."

Ding Xiaojun listened to the explanation of the two men, bowed his head and pondered for a while: "What I am most worried about is not physical fitness, but the operation of weapons. We must suffer in this regard. Let alone that we rarely touch guns, as for shooting , I also fought live ammunition in the recruit company."

Liu Haiyang stood up straight after listening to Ding Xiaojun's words: "Although I moved to a new place, I can often find guns, but what's the matter? We use Bayi Bars, and here are Type 95 and Type 02 pistols. That and Bayi Bar are two different concepts, to be honest, we don’t even know the decomposition of Form 95.”

After Liu Haiyang finished speaking, Tong Lei also turned his head: "Ding Xiaojun, me too. I have never touched the Type 95, let alone disassembled and shot it. It seems that we can only work harder to learn in the future."

"Those in the back, are you pigs? I'm afraid pigs are faster than you. You're still fucking bulls. You guys like this should remove the word "bulling." A teaching assistant scolded from afar. .

Ding Xiaojun turned his eyes to the direction of the teaching assistant, with anger on his face. At this time, Zhang Xueqiang also turned his head, just in time to see Ding Xiaojun's fiery gaze.

"501, do you really want to rush up and beat this villain right now?"

Ding Xiaojun didn't turn his head, Yi glared at the teaching assistant in the distance: "Yes!"

Hearing Ding Xiaojun's cold answer, Zhang Xueqiang approached Ding Xiaojun: "To be honest, I want to too, but we can't because this is the army."

"Yeah, because it's the force, we can't."

Listening to Ding Xiaojun's emotionless words, Zhang Xueqiang felt very depressed, as if something was blocking his heart.

"Can't you get up soon? It seems that you need me to give you some motivation." The assistant teacher dropped the handheld horn in his hand, picked up a 95-type rifle from the car and ran to the back of the last few people, facing After a few people's feet, the trigger was pulled.

"Da da da da..." The ground behind the few people who were behind was dusty, and the few people who were behind immediately ran away.

"Isn't this very good at running? You all owe..."

"We are not!" Hearing the sarcasm of the assistant teacher, Ding Xiaojun dropped the tire on his back, ran back, and went straight to the instructor. He clenched his fists with displeasure.

When the teaching assistant saw someone suddenly turn around, he was also surprised. He put away the Type 95 rifle and looked carefully at Ding Xiaojun's face.

Although Ding Xiaojun's face had already become dirty, in the eyes of the teaching assistant, he was too familiar as a soldier, was he recruited specially? As an instructor, he naturally paid more attention to his information.

"You, not convinced?" The assistant looked at Ding Xiaojun's clenched fist, handed the 95-style rifle to an assistant beside him, and strode towards Ding Xiaojun.

At this time, the other special trainers also stopped and looked over curiously.

"Yes, I'm just not convinced."

Ding Xiaojun glared at the teaching assistant angrily.

"It's interesting. I finally saw a bloody one. Okay, I'll give you a chance to compare. If you win, it's up to you."

After the teaching assistant finished speaking, he rolled up his pants and looked at Ding Xiaojun as if he were looking at a little sheep.

"Compared to what?" Ding Xiaojun seemed indifferent.

"What are you talking about, the fist is so tight, you ask me what is it, isn't this a joke?"

Help, the teacher said, and looked at Ding Xiaojun's clenched fist.

Ding Xiaojun looked down at his fist, released it again, and glared at the teaching assistant: "The army does not allow fighting, let alone you are the leader. If you want to compare, compare something in the army."

The assistant teacher looked at Ding Xiaojun playfully: "Fighting is also a basic ability in the army. Fighting cannot be regarded as fighting. How about it?"

"What you said was fighting, not fighting."

As soon as Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, taking advantage of the assistant's unpreparedness, he turned sideways, raised his fist and hit the assistant's side face.

The assistant coach didn't expect Ding Xiaojun to come as soon as he said it. Although he had reacted in time, the powerful punch still fell on him.

The teaching assistant was kicked back two steps by Ding Xiaojun's punch. Before he had time to react, Ding Xiaojun followed up with his attack. He raised his right leg and struck at the teaching assistant who had no time to react.

When the teaching assistant saw Ding Xiaojun's avoiding heavy leg, he didn't panic at all. He reached out his hands to catch Ding Xiaojun's avoiding leg in time, twisted his hands quickly, and Ding Xiaojun fell down.

"You are quite good at sneak attacks." The assistant teacher said, raised his legs, and shot towards Ding Xiaojun.

Ding Xiaojun, who fell to the ground, was caught with his right leg, so he could only use his left leg to kick heavily towards the assistant teacher.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun's panting left foot, the teaching assistant immediately let go of Ding Xiaojun's right leg, rolled his body outwards, escaped Ding Xiaojun's attack, the two separated, and quickly stood up again.

"Soldiers never tire of deceit!"

As soon as Ding Xiaojun spoke, he raised his fist and attacked again. The assistant teacher saw Ding Xiaojun attacking again, and stretched out his hands to hold Ding Xiaojun's attacking fist. The right leg below swept Ding Xiaojun's legs. Just fell to one side.

At the moment Ding Xiaojun fell, the assistant coach's ribs were hit hard again, hitting Ding Xiaojun's face on the side where Ding Xiaojun fell down. Ding Xiaojun immediately became dizzy, and fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

After this blow, Ding Xiaojun was completely stunned by the blow, and he also woke up terribly.

The teaching assistant also stopped attacking at this time. He looked at the group of down-and-out soldiers who were watching the excitement in the distance, and cursed loudly: "You group of garbage, what are you looking at? There is no one in three miles for a five-kilometer journey. Finished within 10 minutes, you don't feel ashamed, I'm fucking ashamed for you, I have never had such a poor result in a training ground."

"You guys are watching, do you have any fucking fighting spirit? Seeing your comrades fighting with others, what are you doing? Watching the fun..."

Ding Xiaojun regained consciousness a bit, saw the teaching assistant yelling at him with his back turned, so he got up, threw himself on the teaching assistant, hugged the teaching assistant tightly with both hands, bent his legs slightly, and was about to give the teaching assistant a slap Fall back.

The teaching assistant was interrupted by the suddenly hugging hands, and at this moment he also understood Ding Xiaojun's intentions. The teaching assistant was not nervous, but separated his legs, bent his upper body, and stretched his hands between his legs. He hugged Ding Xiaojun's leg and lifted it up vigorously. The two of them fell backwards heavily, and the teaching assistant sat heavily on Ding Xiaojun's stomach.

Before it was over, the assistant teacher swung his heavy ribs and hit Ding Xiaojun's face. Ding Xiaojun shook his hands holding the assistant teacher vigorously, and threw the assistant teacher out. Then, Ding Xiaojun rolled and fled from the place. I understand that there is a huge gap in strength between myself and the teaching assistant. Relying on force alone cannot defeat the teaching assistant, and I can only outwit it.

Ding Xiaojun was thinking about how to defeat the assistant, when he saw that the assistant had already attacked, it was difficult for Ding Xiaojun to stop the attacking fist of the assistant, and his body was in pain from several heavy punches, at this moment, Ding Xiaojun had no strength to fight back , with both hands struggling to block the assistant's heavy punch.

Suddenly, the assistant teacher's fist hit Ding Xiaojun's face. Ding Xiaojun looked at the heavy punch coming, and hurriedly blocked his hands together in front of his face. The assistant teacher's fist did not land on Ding Xiaojun's blocking hands, but It was the assistant who raised his right leg and kicked Ding Xiaojun hard on the chest.

　I recommend the military channel novel "A Generation of Military Soul" by my friend with three gold stars. You can read it. It is a very good book.

　　


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