When Two Alphas Meet, One’s an Omega

The provocation is full.

Huang Ming grew up in a ravine. He was poor at home and couldn’t afford to go to school. He didn’t have enough to eat. He went out to work at the age of 13 or 14. He suffered a lot of beatings and suffered a lot. He went there by chance. I joined the army, spent a few years in the worst places, retired from the army due to injuries, and became an instructor in a military training institution.

He thinks he is a man who endures hardships, and he doesn't like those young masters who were born with a golden spoon.

Especially Jian Songyi who looks like a young master, how unpleasant to look at.

If it didn't seem pleasing to the eye, in fact, I couldn't really do anything. After all, the discipline was there, but now Jian Songyi slammed into the muzzle by himself, don't blame him for having to kill these little crickets.

"Return to the team!"

"Take a rest, stand at attention!"

"Look left and right! Align front and back left and right, and count!"

"Check the guns! Organize the equipment!"

"The shooting range is in place!"

Sixty-two people in the alpha class took good guns one by one, gathered at the shooting range in the front of the training ground, and left three hundred people standing in place.

On the surface, he is standing in a military posture, but he is actually watching the show with an open mind.

The instructors all wanted to see the jokes of the two little bunnies, and the students all hoped that their Song brother could get a sigh of relief.

Yesterday, I was bullied by this group of instructors so badly. They were trained, scolded, and punished.

Although they also know that Jian Songyi did not participate in shooting teaching yesterday, but inexplicably, the experience of the past few years at NFLS makes them feel that they are not forced by their Song brothers.

After all, Jian Songyi is number one in the world.

Huang Ming also noticed that these two people seemed to be very popular among the students, and everyone was looking forward to it, like a savior.

I think this is fine, the power of killing a hundred will be stronger.

So he lost his anger and shouted in a voice that the entire training ground could hear: "You two get out! Give your name!"

"Jian Songyi."

"Bo Huai."

"Are you two sure to apply for a Type 56 semi-automatic target training!"

"determine."

"Okay! Ten rounds per person, I have already said the rules, but because you are an additional application outside of training, it delays everyone's morning run time, so your mistakes will affect the entire class a! Every time you run one more Kilometers, the whole class will follow you and run one more kilometer on the basis of the original five kilometers!"

Now everyone who was just watching the show was stunned, can they still eat melons?

Huangfuyi was the first to quit: "Why? Why should we be punished for what they provoke? Fucked."

Huang Ming scolded: "Huangfu Yi is out!"

Huangfu Yi was reluctant.

"In the team, do not report, speak without authorization, and use vulgar words, and you will be fined fifty push-ups!"

"Instructor, I..."

"a hundred!"

Huangfu Yi held his breath, but didn't dare to say a word anymore. He could only admit that he was unlucky and went to the side to do push-ups.

Jian Songyi was still lazy. It seemed that Huang Ming didn’t pay attention to what Huang Ming said. He wiped the guns in his hands and asked casually: “Report the instructor, can you apply if I make a mistake with Bai Huai, I need to run a complete class a. The number of penalties."

He seemed to be worried that Huang Ming could not understand, and continued to explain slowly: "In other words, the entire alpha class, 62 people, every time I miss the target, I will run an extra 62 kilometers alone, but if we both lose heart, Then today’s morning jogs in Class A will be changed to free activities. Look, can this work?"

The audience was so shocked that they didn't know what to say.

What the hell, is it a bit too much, what should I do if I can’t come back? 62 kilometers, one missed target can kill people.

Also sent red hearts, thinking that Summoner's Canyon Picheng Policewoman has no CD zoom?

Huang Ming feels that this kid is really crazy, a bit crazy.

He pulled his lips and nodded, and agreed: "Okay, approve the application."

Jian Songyi got a satisfactory answer, tilted his head, looked at Bai Huai, raised his eyebrows: "How about it, Lord Bai, dare you play with me?"

With one hand in his pocket and one hand with a gun, Bai Huai looked at Jian Songyi, squinted his eyes, and smiled a little connivingly: "Don't worry, I'm here, can you still be punished?"

In the eastern sky, the warm orange early sun has shimmered.

Shoot in place.

Lie down, load the ammunition, build the support, hold the gun in your right hand, line your body, hold the magazine in your left hand, touch the ground with your elbows, touch your body to the ground, press the **** against your shoulders, lean your head forward, naturally stick your cheeks, aim, pre-press the trigger Hold your breath and shoot.

Ten rings.

Ten rings.

Ten rings.

......

From start to finish, from rhythm to action, the two are exactly the same.

Even if the shooting distance is less than 100 meters, it is much simpler than the regular 400-meter shooting training, but this kind of standard prone sniper action and sight is enough for all the students of NFLS to be dumbfounded.

"Fuck, Song Ge and Bo Ye are really good."

"It's absolutely absolutely absolutely absolutely necessary."

"Is there anything else you can't learn from God and be handsome? No."

"Fuck, these two are twins, how can they be so the same? I thought my brain copied and pasted automatically."

Compared to the shock and surprise of other people, Lu Qifeng was much calmer, showing an expression of "I just know", and whispered: "The shooting of these two men was taught by the same person. I started learning together, can it be different? Can it not be great?"

When he said that, it didn't seem strange for others to think of the background of Jian Bai's family.

The family history is still different from the children of ordinary rich people.

The two put their guns away and stood up, with no smirk expressions, their faces didn't matter, Jian Songyi even yawned, as if just squirting a water gun.

Jian Songyi carried the gun on his shoulder and lifted his chin towards Huang Ming: "Report to the instructor. The two shot 20 rounds and 20 rounds on the target. The average number of rings is 10 rings."

Red heart, Summoner Canyon Policewoman really carried.

This range, fixed trajectory 56 semi-automatic prone shooting, guns with red hearts, as long as standardized training is not too difficult.

But these are only two senior high school students.

Huang Ming originally wanted to smash the power of these dudes, but he didn't expect that the two of them would have two offenses.

I have negotiated good terms with Jian Songyi in front of so many people, it is impossible to go back, otherwise the prestige and face of the instructor will be lost, but if he really avoids the morning run and reduces the training tasks without authorization, it will be regarded as his negligence as an instructor. Violation.

At that time, he was really uncomfortable with Jian Songyi's most embarrassing face, so he judged people by appearance, and was agitated.

As a result, now that he can't be so majestic, he is in a dilemma and can't get off stage.

Huang Ming thought it over, gritted his teeth, decided to save face first, and talk about the other things later, after all, there are still four days, he is still their instructor, more opportunities.

So he calmed his face and lowered his throat: "Jian Songyi, Bai Huai, join the team! Class A is active in the morning run time! Disbanded on the spot! Assemble on time at 8:30 and start the 400-meter obstacle race training!"

"Wow--"

The beta class and the omega class were enviously surprised.

Class A is excited.

Xu Jiaxing and Yang Yue raised their arms and took the lead in supporting them: "Milk skin Jane Songyi! Wipe the waves, Jane Songyi! Nanwai's best a Jane Songyi! Nothing is impossible, Jane Songyi!

The two of them have a strong voice, sincere feelings, and very contagious. They brought a group of tall and strong alphas from Class A to shout for support together with their thick voices.

Including Huangfu Tie Niu's naive man.

The spice of the scene is unimaginable.

"..."

Jian Songyi turned his head and looked at Huang Ming earnestly, "Report the instructor, is it too late to let this group of stupid people go to the morning jog?"

Huang Ming didn't want to talk to him.

Bai Huai recognized the saying "milk skin is simple and easy", and by the way "tsk": "I finally got the title of NFLS No. 1 A, it's just gone, it's equivalent to my ten rounds. Was it for nothing?"

Jian Song gave him a glance: "You should look for faults in yourself, and reflect on why you are so popular? Have you ever thought about using your excellence to benefit the people? You don't have one, so don't be unconvinced."

It makes sense.

"But I think they are right. Brother Song is quite a. I'm quite convinced."

Bai Huai said that with his palm resting on Jian Songyi's head, he smiled softly.

Jian Songyi was stunned: "Bo Huai, to be honest, were you stupid with a fever yesterday?"

Bai Huai's hand on his head stiffened speechlessly, and then grabbed his hat brim, pressed it down firmly, blocking Jian Songyi's sight, and chuckled, "Didn't you say it yesterday? I want to talk. Dessert, coax you more."

Jian Songyi's face hidden under the hat turned red uncomfortably.

"Is it sweet enough? If not, I can actually have desserts."

Bai Huai's voice was cold, but he suppressed his voice at this moment, hiding a smile, low and magnetic, and it sounded like a scumbag.

"For example, not only do I think our Song brother is the most a, I also think our Song brother is the best looking, he is also very charming when he shoots. Or you want to hear the milk skin Jane Songyi, wipe the waves, and I can say a few more words. ."

The tone is soothing and gentle, and very serious, completely different from the provocative mockery before.

Jian Songyi felt that her hat was so hot that she covered her face.

Turn around and leave.

"I'll find a place to sleep in."

He has always been very sullen, but everyone else praises him, they just accept it all and open a screen by the way.

He also always felt that Bai Huai's mouth was very annoying.

But when Bai Huai really praised him, he became embarrassed again, feeling uncomfortable anywhere.

It's as if he praised himself, and others praised himself, there is something different.

He turned around and left, but walked very slowly. Bai Huai followed in two steps. He said that he was thin-skinned, and he didn't shout any more support slogans. He said with a smile: "You can't enter the dormitory at this point. Where do you go to sleep? Come back to sleep?"

Jian Songyi took off her hat, straightened her hair, and casually said, "Just find a chair and lie down in an open space? Where is so squeamish?"

Speaking of this, he really went to a bench under the shade of the tree outside the training ground and sat down.

Leaning back, resting his neck on the back of the chair, tilting his head halfway, and buckling his hat on his face: "Call me more than eight o'clock, so that the instructor will not be forced to talk too much."

Because of drowsiness, the waist naturally collapsed, showing a kind of toughness and softness. The two legs were loosely placed, thin and straight, showing no doubt, the head was half lifted, the neck line was elongated, and when talking, the abrupt apple knot Scroll up and down.

Even if she blocks that beautiful face, Little Rose is very sexual.

Bai Huai seriously appreciated it, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he sat next to him, turned sideways, put his right elbow on the back of the chair, took off his hat with his left hand, looked at his sleepy eyebrows, and asked, "I don’t feel uncomfortable when I sleep like this. ?"

nonsense.

Of course uncomfortable.

I want to have a high-quality goose down quilt wrapped in a two-meter-wide thick custom cushion at home. Can you bring it to me?

Jian Songyi got up in anger, but because she was too sleepy, it was too much effort to open her mouth, so she didn't say anything.

Bai Huai noticed his upset, and the corners of his mouth twitched with a smile while he was in danger: "If you feel uncomfortable sleeping like this, then I can actually lend you my shoulders for pillows. Of course, my thighs are not bad."

Jian Songyi actually glanced at someone's broad straight shoulders and slender thighs.

Ok......

It seems to be more comfortable than this broken wooden chair.