From that day on, Li Zheng's view of Zhang Jian changed slightly.
He really went to observe Li Zheng carefully.
I found that there have been quite a few changes in the third generation of this army.
Although his mouth is still so venomous, he has really sunk in a lot since the big exam.
At least that's how it's done in training.
In the past, Zhang Jian always looked at people from the perspective of "I am the best in the world, and you are all scum." He did not train people very hard.
If he dares to be arrogant, it's because he has the foundation.
Therefore, in the recruit company, Zhang Jian is not the kind of person who works particularly hard, but more often the kind of person who achieves results by relying on his talent and foundation.
Now Li Zheng suddenly discovered that after Zhang Jian suffered repeated failures, he gathered his mood and began to work hard secretly, but what about himself? After getting the results, I never thought about delving into it and doing more hard work.
Unconsciously, I became the arrogant hare in the tortoise and hare race.
With the new experience, Li Zheng seemed to have corrected his goals and attitude.
Diligence can make up for weakness, this principle is irrefutable.
From that day on, Li Zheng also began to work hard on basic training.
People who study hard and get excellent grades can generally endure hardships.
This energy can also benefit from training.
Time passed day by day.
The days are moving forward day by day.
Li Zheng's sniper foundation is becoming more and more solid.
After entering the sniper class, he discovered that sniper training was so numerous and cumbersome.
For example, in order to practice patience, Hou Jun would go to the cooking class to get a basin of rice, then go to the equipment factory to grab a handful of sand, then assign a pile to each person, and let the soldiers sort them out one by one by hand.
This is not difficult, as long as your eyes are not blind and your hands are not crippled, you can accomplish it.
The problem is that this shit is a grind.
Divide the rice piles sprinkled with sand into two parts and separate them clearly. You must have great patience. If you are impatient, let alone finish dividing them. It may take an hour to lift the table. Don't do it.
A sniper is like this. Not only must he have shooting talent, he must also have excellent observation skills, a good memory, enough patience, stable emotional management, etc.
At first, Li Zheng thought that dividing sand and rice grains would be tiring enough.
Unfortunately, he soon discovered that he was still superficial.
At noon that day, according to the usual training schedule, I practiced shooting for half an hour under the eaves of my row house.
But today is different.
"The sniper squad has assembled."
After dinner, the soldiers were taking the rare time to sort out their belongings and talk nonsense in the platoon when Hou Jun suddenly appeared at the door.
The guys quickly put down their work, shut their mouths and ran outside to wait for instructions.
Hou Jun's order was simple: "You all go and get your own washbasins."
washbasin?
Everyone was startled and immediately followed the order.
When picking up the washbasin, Li Zheng couldn't help but ask the veteran of the sniper squad next to him: "Are we going on a business trip?"
The veteran's name is Guo Tianxiang, a first-class soldier.
Seeing Li Zheng ask, he smiled.
"What are you thinking about! How can you go on a business trip? You, a new recruit, have great ideas!"
Being in the company on a business trip is sometimes a good thing that everyone dreams of.
Especially in a place like Fourth Company where training is extremely strict.
When I go on business trips, I usually go to clean up, or go to the logistics warehouse with the battalion staff to order training supplies.
The most prestigious and common job in the company is to serve as a cook. Each class has one quota per day, and three of them are assigned every day, and they rotate from row to row.
Being on a business trip means you don’t have to train, and the pay is generally quite generous.
For example, if you help in the kitchen, you will be served on a first-come-first-served basis near the waterfront. You can eat first in the cooking class's fried dishes, and you can choose what you like. The people in the cooking class will not stop you, because everyone knows that the training of soldiers in the class is hard, so it is a tacit understanding. Welfare.
If you're not on a business trip, why are you using the yellow washbasin?
Li Zheng left the room suspiciously and gathered in the team again.
This time Hou Jun did not give any instructions, but stood there and walked around with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, Wu Yi ran down from the direction of the cooking class, holding a plastic bag in his hand. It was so heavy that he didn't know what was inside.
"I'm coming!"
A smile bloomed on Wu Yi's face, and Li Zhengtai was familiar with that kind of smile.
Not a good thing.
Hou Jun took the plastic bag, took a soldier's yellow washbasin, and poured out the contents.
Li was staring at the bag until all the contents slid out, and then he realized that it was all rice.
White rice.
After pouring the rice, Hou Jun handed the plastic bag to Wu Yi.
Without any instructions, Wu Yiyi took off his cigarette and ran away again.
This time I ran to the right side of the barracks.
rice?
Does the platoon leader want to teach us how to cook in person?
Picnic?
I heard that all combat troops in the Army must learn field operations, one of which includes picnicking.
Hou Jun squatted on the ground, plucked the rice in the yellow basin with his hands, grabbed a handful and looked at it again and again, as if he was checking the quality of the rice grains.
Wu Yi is back.
The plastic bag that had been emptied in my hand became heavy again.
Hou Jun took the bag and poured it into the basin again.
This time, Li Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"sand?!"
He finally understood that there was a small equipment yard on the right side of the barracks, the fourth company's own equipment yard.
Wu Yi ran over there to pretend to be sand.
After Hou Jun poured out the sand, he reached out and stirred it in the basin a few times, mixing the sand and rice grains together.
"Bring over your basin!"
The veterans seemed to be used to it, and they quickly formed a column and walked up to Hou Jun one by one.
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian stood at the end of the team. You looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, Zhang Jian said: "Don't ask me, I don't know either."
"Everyone has a share, and it will never fail..."
While Hou Jun was chanting, he distributed the rice mixed with sand in the basin into each person's basin one by one.
After the division, he stood up with a smile and said to everyone: "The new comrades may not understand what this is about, but the old comrades understand it, right?"
"Understand."
"Go and do it if you understand. Don't waste time here. Time is precious." Hou Jun waved his hand, and all the veterans dispersed. They returned to the corridor on the first floor one by one, sat on the terrazzo floor, and began to Sort carefully in the basin.
Hou Jun said to Li Zheng and Zhang Jian: "They all know the rules. You two are new here. Let me tell you. In fact, it is very simple. Go and separate the rice grains from the sand. What I want is to separate them cleanly. There cannot be anything in the sand." There are rice grains, and there should be no sand in the rice grains. Once separated, just call the report and I will check."
So, the two new recruits followed the example of other veterans, returned to the corridor, sat on the floor, and began to separate grains of rice and grains of sand.
Sand and rice, two small things mixed together, it is true that you have me in you, and you have me in you.
There are at least hundreds of grains of rice, and countless grains of sand.
It’s actually not difficult to divide and pick bit by bit with your hands.
Li Zheng also found it not difficult.
No matter how much he did, an inexplicable evil fire suddenly surged up in his chest, and he arched upwards, making him feel anxious.
Hou Jun moved a bench and sat at the door of the row house. He sat there with a shooting textbook in his hand and started reading leisurely.
