This kind of gun stability training will be conducted every noon under the convocation of Hou Jun.
In Hou Jun's view, these soldiers of his lack stability.
What is important for the 10th ring is stability. The diameter of the bullseye is only 10CM. If there is a slight problem with the stability, it will drift to the 9th ring next to it, and the full ring result will be lost.
As the number of such training increases, the time gradually extends, first half an hour, then 40 minutes, and then one hour each time to be considered qualified.
At first, Li Zheng felt that gun training was the easiest of all trainings, even easier than queue training.
But now he realizes what a clueless idiot he is.
In ordinary prone position gun training, as long as the squad leader does not lie next to you with an examination mirror to supervise, you can basically be lazy, because no one will know if you are lazy, you can relax your muscles, you can lie there, you can be too weak, you can be absent-minded, and you can even be free of imagination. , anyway, the squad leader won’t get out of his body and get into your head to see what you are thinking.
But with a bullet casing placed above the muzzle, the situation is completely different.
It is true that the platoon leader Hou Jun cannot supervise every recruit at all times to see if they are lazy when holding the gun, but the cartridge case plays the role of a supervisor.
Li Zheng once tried to lose focus for less than two seconds, and the bullet casing on the muzzle of the gun had already fallen to the ground.
Hou Jun was even more strict with Li Zheng. Fatty Wei ran three kilometers after dropping a bullet casing, while Li Zheng ran five kilometers after dropping a bullet casing.
Of course, he didn't argue about it.
A strict teacher produces a good disciple.
Li Zheng understands this truth.
When someone is really willing to poke your nose, blow your hair, glare and care about you, it proves that you are worthy of being noticed by others. When you roll around on the floor and no one comes to look at you, you have become a complete social death. of waste.
"I have been practicing stability training for a full week now."
It happened to be Friday. At noon, Hou Jun stood in front of the assembled Li Zheng and others and made a small summary.
"I am quite satisfied with the previous training, but there is still something missing. Do you know what it is?"
It's Hou Shi asking and answering himself again.
Of course no one answered.
So Hou Jun continued: "That's because the time is too short. The rifle stability training is actually not a rifleman's training method, but a sniper's training method. It's just that I asked you to practice like this on my own initiative. I'm using strong medicine to make you sick. ! If you can’t do it, I’ll let you do it! This is my responsibility as a platoon leader. When I went to participate in the sniper training, guess how long the stability training takes?”
No one answered...
Li Zheng and others have long been accustomed to Hou Jun's speaking style. They like to ask and answer questions and talk endlessly.
So everyone simply remained silent and just looked at Hou Jun with their eyes open, with the expression of a primary school student full of curiosity in class.
Hou Jun glanced at the faces of several soldiers, and it was really useful. He smiled and raised his palms and said: "The longest gun stability training I have ever seen is 10 hours. 10 hours! The bullet casings will not fall to the ground!"
This time, even Li Zheng, who had always been calm, couldn't help it.
"Report to the platoon leader, I have questions."
Hou Jun was very happy that someone finally asked him a question, so he said, "Li Zheng, tell me!"
Li Zhengzhen was full of doubts and asked: "Nine hours, doesn't it mean lying down from day to night?"
Hou Jun spread his hands: "Is there any problem?"
Zhang Jian next to him whispered in a well-informed tone: "I have no knowledge!"
Li Zheng glanced at him, then turned to ask Hou Jun: "I still think 10 hours is too exaggerated. It is simply superhuman."
Fatty Wei also echoed in a low voice: "Yes, it's too exaggerated. How are you going to unload the toilet?"
Hou Jun said: "If you can bear it, bear with it. If you can't help but poop your crotch."
Fatty Wei frowned and said, "Platoon leader, this training is too inhumane!"
Hou Jun glanced at Fatty Wei and said coldly: "Humanity? What is humanity? Destroying the enemy and preserving yourself is the most humane thing for yourself. The opportunity for a sniper to shoot is often fleeting. If it is because of solving physiological problems It is inhumane to miss the opportunity to snipe and fail to complete the mission, causing the battlefield situation to change and kill more comrades. This is called inhumane! Exposing yourself because you can't hold back your pee, and ultimately putting yourself and your partner into a desperate situation, this is the biggest inhuman!"
Fatty Wei was rendered speechless by the refutation.
Seeing that the recruits were dumbfounded by his training, maybe he felt that he was too harsh when he said this to the recruits. Hou Jun changed the subject and became much gentler.
"Of course, this is for the best snipers. You new recruits cannot be measured by the requirements of the training team. It's not surprising that you think it's exaggerated, because you are not yet a top sniper, not even a top sniper." Qualified riflemen, I'm telling you all this to be fair. Let's get down to business and get down to business."
Hearing Hou Jun say that he wanted to do something "practical", everyone was subconsciously happy at first, and then they felt something was wrong. As long as the "good things" promised by the squad leader and platoon leader, they must not believe too much, just like running a five-kilometer cross-country. Hou Jun would rarely say it directly, but would say, "Let's do some activities that are good for the body and mind." It would be right to understand the other way around.
Seeing everyone's expressions change, Hou Jun said with a look of disgust: "Look at you, how scared are you? We won't participate in the platoon's unified training this afternoon. I'll give you a separate training."
Turn on the stove...
This word sounds so good, just like the treatment of high-ranking officials.
But judging from Li Zheng's experience, it's not a good thing.
"We will conduct a training results test in the afternoon. It is an assessment of the recent individual training I gave you. When we arrive at the training ground later, we will start stability training. I will train with you today."
He moved his arms and legs and stretched his waist.
"Don't say that I train you all day long but you enjoy it by yourself. Today I will have a little competition to see how long you can keep the shells from falling to the ground and see what your potential is? Whoever keeps the shells longer will be the last. The winner, if one of you can persist for more than 4 hours without dropping the shell, I will personally go to the company commander to ask for leave for everyone, and I will pay for you to go to the town to eat crayfish!"
According to the regulations of the recruit camp, in addition to unified outings organized by the company, each recruit company only has a 10% outing quota every week, and it must be approved by the company.
If you need to purchase daily necessities, you can entrust your comrades to buy them on your behalf, or you can buy them at service agencies and small shops in the camp.
So, it’s a rare thing to be able to go out and play in the town.
Fatty Wei's eyes shone at first, and he was quite excited to try, but when he thought of Hou Jun's four-hour request, he suddenly turned off.
"Four hours... it's too difficult."
