At noon the next day, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian finished their meals as quickly as possible, put on their camouflage uniforms, tied up their armed belts, and even put on their carrying equipment according to the solemn requirements, and stood upright on the cement road in front of the company. Next to it, looking towards the direction of the division headquarters, waiting for the solemn appearance.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Jian was a little anxious. He looked at his watch and said, "You can't let go of the pigeons, right?"
There is something magical about the atmosphere.
Zhang Jian actually took the initiative to talk to him.
Li Zheng didn't want to pretend to be cold, so he expressed his opinion: "Impossible! I don't think the leader can lie to others. Even if he doesn't want to teach, he just refused last night. Why agree and then not come? Soldiers have always been Keep your word.”
"Hmph!" Zhang Jian glanced at him sideways and said sarcastically: "It sounds like you have met many chiefs! Didn't you just meet Xiaoqian's father? What a toad standing next to a swan. Can you fly by yourself?"
Look!
The familiar Zhang Jianli came back immediately.
Li Zheng was as disgusting as if a fly accidentally flew in when he opened his mouth, and he accidentally swallowed the saliva and swallowed it into his stomach.
He felt that Zhang Jian was really a mean person, and it would be impossible to be nice to him at all. Give him some sunshine and he would immediately shine brighter than the sun, the kind that would blind your krypton gold dog eyes.
Li Zheng reached out and slapped himself hard on the cheek.
Zhang Jian looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing? You won't hurt yourself even if you say a few words!"
Li Zheng waited and took a look at Zhang Jian and said, "I slapped myself to warn myself not to be a bitch anymore. Why should I pay attention to someone like you?"
After that, don't speak again.
Zhang Jianzheng wanted to continue taunting, but Hou Jun came.
"Are you waiting for Chief of Staff Zhuang?"
The two turned around and were surprised to see Hou Jun.
The platoon leader, like them, had changed his clothes and put on his personal carrying equipment, and appeared in front of the two of them, looking ready to go.
"Platoon leader..." Li Zheng asked doubtfully, "What are you..."
"Ah..." Hou Jun cleared his throat and said seriously: "I am your platoon leader, and you two are new recruits. You are leaving the camp to go to the division headquarters. I have to keep an eye on this matter, not to mention gun practice, right? If there is any training accident, bah bah bah—"
He spat on the ground.
"Crow's Mouth!"
He cursed himself.
Then he continued: "As the platoon leader, I should follow the supervision and avoid any situation."
Zhang Jian looked stunned.
Li Zheng saw Hou Jun's little thoughts.
"Platoon commander, are you going to steal the troops?" he said.
"Get out!" Hou Jun's face suddenly became angry: "Do you know how to talk? What are you talking about? Who am I, the platoon leader? I want to steal the army? The dignified first sniper of Group D, I want to steal the army?!"
Li Zheng suppressed a smile: "No need. The platoon leader's marksmanship is first-class, so there is no need to steal the troops."
Just as he was talking, a Cheetah SUV slid over and stopped next to a few people. A solemn head appeared in the lowered window.
"boarding."
As he spoke, he looked at Hou Jun.
Hou Jun was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Chief of Staff Zhuang, I am their platoon leader and I have to be responsible for them..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Yan interrupted directly and said simply: "Get in the car together!"
Hou Jun suddenly beamed with joy: "Yes!"
Then he yelled at the two new recruits: "Why are you still standing there? Get in the car! Chief of Staff Zhuang's time is very precious!"
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian rushed to the car like they were being driven away. When they got into the car, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare because Hou Jun was sitting on the passenger seat.
Along the way, Hou Jun was as cautious as a new recruit in front of Zhuang Yan, and he gave Zhuang Yan a high hat.
"Chief of Staff Zhuang, I really admire your shooting skills."
"Chief of Staff Zhuang, thank you very much. The two soldiers and I are also very talented in shooting and are good materials for snipers, but we are just a little short of the firepower. As you know, I took a look at the assessment in front of the company. These two This kid has a chance to make a meritorious deed!"
"Chief of Staff Zhuang..."
In the end, even Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it anymore and said directly to Hou Jun: "I will teach you later."
"Okay!" Hou Jun was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Great!"
In the back seats, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian could hardly help but cover their mouths.
…
It was noon three days later, after lunch.
Second platoon commander Wen Lei did not go back to his small room to read for a while after lunch as usual, and then take a lunch break.
He stood by the door, looking across the aisle toward the concrete curb not far downstairs.
The two recruits named Li Zheng and Zhang Jian in the first platoon were standing on the edge of the lawn, and the acting platoon leader Hou Jun was also there. The three of them seemed to be waiting for someone.
Wen Lei has always felt like something is wrong with his body these past few days.
But he couldn't say what was wrong.
I should have been in a good mood.
Three days ago, I encountered another platoon at the shooting range, another round of live fire.
When the results came out, he was very proud.
In terms of overall results, the first platoon is slightly better, but the problem is that the best shooters are not in the first platoon, but in their own platoon.
Zhuang Haoran continues to maintain his throne as the king of recruits with an unshakable position.
He liked Zhuang Haoran very much and had made up his mind.
In the future, the next company cannot be picked up by the Second Battalion under any circumstances. We must take it back to the Third Battalion.
Why should I give up the precious lump in my hand?
Just because he, Hou Jun, is an awesome shooter?
Don’t even think about it!
Although the shooting results of the two recruits Li Zheng and Zhang Jian in the first platoon are pretty good, their 50-ring performance is not stable, especially when facing Zhuang Haoran, they often miss.
Perhaps it was due to their psychological shadow. They have competed with Yi Platoon on the shooting range three times so far, and Li Zheng and Zhang Jian have never been able to get a full ring.
Wu Yi, the first squad leader, said that his two soldiers could usually hit 50 rings. I wonder if it was due to a mental quality problem, but they had diarrhea when they were in battle.
Wen Lei didn't care about this.
It's useless to say that you can hit an 8cm circle at 400 meters like Colonel Zhuang. When you get to the shooting range and shoot with live ammunition, you can shoot as many as you want. You only recognize this result and don't see anything else. Treat them all as bragging.
But within two days, I suddenly couldn’t feel happy for some reason.
The reason is that I heard a rumor.
It is said that every day at noon, Hou Jun, the acting platoon leader, followed Chief of Staff Zhuang to the division headquarters with the two recruits who were the most accurate in his platoon. The latter drove to pick him up personally. He didn't know what he was doing at the division headquarters.
But every time I go there, I wear a full set of personal equipment, and it looks like I'm going for training.
train?
Thinking of this, Wen Lei's right eyelid twitched twice.
He suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Suddenly, he saw a dark green SUV drive in from the gate and quickly stopped in front of the three people on the roadside.
Then Hou Jun took the initiative to open the door and the three of them got in the car.
With his heart beating wildly, Wen Lei quickly ran to the guardrail of the corridor in three steps and then peeked at the scene in the car from different angles.
The moment the car door closed, he saw the person in the driver's seat.
I couldn't see clearly, but the rank of colonel on the collar badge flashed by.
grass!
The rumor is true!
