No matter how many times you read the parameters of a firearm in a book, it is better to shoot a bullet yourself on the shooting range.
This is what a veteran Yang Hui met online told him.
When he told the veteran that he wanted to be a soldier and touch a real gun, the veteran, who had been retired for 20 years and became a middle-aged bald Mediterranean man, proudly talked to the young military leader. Said: "No matter how awesome you brag on the Internet, even if you know the parameters of Chinese and foreign weapons by heart, and you have never been to the shooting range, fired a real gun, or fired a bullet, you really don't deserve to say how much you know about military affairs." Understand soldiers, especially Chinese soldiers.”
This is why Yang Hui finally decided to join the army.
In fact, everyone has different motivations for becoming a soldier.
Some people really want to serve the motherland, dedicate their youth, and fulfill the obligations of a citizen.
Some people are based on real interests. There are many preferential policies for joining the army, extra points for postgraduate entrance examinations, and the subsidies are too high for the region with a good economy. Instead of idleness at home, it is better to put on a military uniform and defend the border to have a good reputation and economic benefits.
There are also people who, due to family pressure, can no longer control their families, so they simply let the army manage them. Everyone knows that the army is a big melting pot. Maybe the piece of unsatisfactory iron at home is thrown into this melting pot and it really becomes a good piece of steel.
Zhang Jian and Yang Hui are also in the same category, but they are a niche.
The former is because you want to prove yourself, not to mention that you come from a military family, and you subconsciously want to be a soldier sooner or later. Otherwise, everyone will wear military uniforms at family gatherings, and you will dress in casual clothes and look like an alien who is not related to you.
The latter is purely out of interest. He is interested in military affairs, curious about soldiers, and curious about the troops. He listens to people telling many stories about the troops, but in the end, he is blind and trying to figure out the elephant.
Yang Hui is quite good. He has really studied military affairs. He opens his mouth to fight unrestricted warfare and shuts up DF Express. He must have VBSS when talking about tactics. He talks about CQB. But when someone asks, you will know that you have fired a gun. What? Have you ever fired a real gun?
The man becomes mute.
No matter what the motivation is, recruits who join the army will have a psychological gap when they first join the army.
To use a fashionable saying, I knew it was hard, but I didn’t know it was so hard!
Especially a field force like the Tiger Regiment, which is not a comfortable place like a logistics base or communication terminal. It is a force that is always preparing for war, and the training is naturally much harder.
Li Zheng had been preparing for it for so many years, but he was still a little overwhelmed when he actually became a soldier.
In this desolate mountain, it is midsummer in the eighth or ninth month of the lunar calendar. Eggs can be cooked half an hour on the concrete floor, and the recruits have to stand on the playground under this poisonous sun every day. Receive various trainings.
Queue training seems simple, and it doesn't seem to consume much physical energy, but it really makes people stand motionless for several hours under the bright sun. Sweat is like a stream, moistening the camouflage uniforms, and then being dried by the sun. The salt stains are white, and the clothes are as stiff as armor. It's like being put into an oven, which is more exciting than a sauna.
It doesn’t matter that the training was hard, but what’s even more terrible is that he met a Hou Jun who was training to death. When he went to the training ground, he looked like a Tibetan mastiff. He held the armed belt in his hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked around at a leisurely pace. He would follow the recruits around and yell at anyone who made any mistakes.
If you make a wrong command, he can make you repeat the action dozens or hundreds of times; if the steps of a class are not uniform, the rest time is also cancelled, and you have to repeat the steps over and over again until they are in order.
Li Zheng and other recruits talked about the acting platoon leader in private. Fatty Wei thought that Hou Jun was like this because he had no hope.
Li Zheng asked Fatty Wei, why is there no hope?
Fatty Wei said, look, he has been a soldier for almost nine years, and he is still a top soldier. This has been three times. The last time he selected snipers to participate in a competition abroad, it was originally a good opportunity to perform meritorious service. After he got the ranking, he came back for promotion. The appointment can at least be transferred to an officer or something. But a fart destroyed the opportunity to lift the stem. You think he can't be perverted in his heart.
Since Yang Hui joined the army, he used to stay at home in front of the computer and give advice as a keyboard warrior. His fair skin has now become at least two shades darker, and the skin on his neck has been peeled off by the sun.
He particularly supported Fatty Wei's judgment. Just look at him. He was said to be a platoon leader, but there were two words in front of him: agent. The addition of these two words meant he was still a soldier. He lost to his apprentice in the trial and was disgraced. When he came back, he was silent for several days without speaking. They all said that they would no longer explode in silence, but would become perverted in silence. I think the platoon leader is a pervert. He is said to be an acting platoon leader, but isn't his actual position just that of a small squad leader? They all thought of Barton's majesty!
Although Li Zheng was angry, he didn't know why. Hou Jun was also cruel to him, as if he had been secretly watching his every move. There are thirty recruits in the whole platoon. If others make mistakes, they may slip through the net. If you make mistakes yourself, you will be punished.
Last time, squad leader Wu ordered him to walk forward. Hou Jun looked at him like a wolf for a long time with a cigarette in his mouth, and finally said that Li Zheng's movements were irregular.
Li Zheng was a college student. When he participated in military training, he was the pacesetter in the class. Wasn't he just a goose-stepper? Why is it not standardized?
That time he couldn't help but ask Hou Jun, what's wrong with it?
Hou Jun looked at him sideways at that time. Although he smiled, there was a hint of sadness in his smile. He said, "Li Zheng, you are a college student from a prestigious university, right?" Do you have any idea about numbers?
Li Zheng was angry and said he had an idea.
Hou Jun was very excited at that time, saying that it was good if he had a concept. If you still refuse to accept it if I tell you that you are not up to standard, then I will make you convinced. When you accept it, I will punish you again.
After saying that, he asked Wu Yi to get the rope and pull it up front and back, and then gave the command to ask Li Zheng to break down the movements and goose-step in place, kicking his legs and swinging his arms.
After giving the command several times, Hou Jun turned to Wu Yi with a smile and asked, "Did you see it?" Do you see it?
Wu Yi nodded in sudden realization.
Li Zheng looked at his toes and kicked them on the rope in front of him exactly. His ankles were straight, his hand in front was 10 centimeters away from his body, and the thumb of his forward hand was straightened and attached to the second joint of his index finger. When he swung his arm forward, Bend your elbows, make your forearms slightly horizontal, palms downward, and swing the lower edge of your wrists to about 10 cm above the lowest button.
The action is so standard!
Why is there a problem?
Hou Jun said, "Li Zheng, why don't you refuse to accept it? Look at your hands behind your back."
Li Zheng took a look and said no problem!
Hou Jun ran away on the spot. He almost touched Li Zheng's face with the tip of his nose and shouted, "No problem?" You told me there was no problem, the difference was at least three centimeters! Your hand touches the rope! ?
Li Zheng was dumbfounded.
The hand swinging back did not touch the rope by a few centimeters.
But isn't this a trivial matter?
Can I still have eyes on the back of my head and see the hands behind me?
To do a queue movement, it's not like going to the capital to participate in a grand military parade. Isn't it just three centimeters? !
Only three centimeters!
Before he could finish his murmuring words, Hou Jun's eyes widened with a wolf-like light.
Li Zheng, have you seen Highland 112 over there? Go to the Crooked Neck Tree on the right side of the high ground. Run there and then run back. I'll give you five minutes!
