Special Years

When veteran Zhu Dekang appeared at the training ground, the style of the whole scene suddenly changed.

Soldiers are getting more and more oily.

Zhu Dekang is absolutely indispensable to the smell of oil and gas in the oil. It is the smell of soldiers oozing from the bones. It is impossible to have this kind of temperament without time to carve.

what temperament

It's the kind of thing where you wear an old, yellow summer training uniform, tie up your trousers, roll up your sleeves, don't fasten the buttons according to the rules, and open the neckline a little bit to reveal the white vest issued by the troops inside. He picks his teeth with a matchstick, and walks more leisurely and leisurely than ordinary recruits, but it makes people feel comfortable no matter how they look at them.

It's natural, and it's demonic.

This is how Zhuang Yan commented on Zhu Dekang's temperament in private.

Seeing Zhu Dekang, Chen Qingming and Niu Dali who were present had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

This is the **** of the Eighth Company.

Immortals generally live in seclusion and rarely come out of the mountain, but once the immortals go down the mountain, everyone will be shocked.

"Old squad leader, why are you so free to come to the training ground?"

Chen Qingming's face is always that kind of signature smile, but it has been deformed.

Niu vigorously scratched his head, as stupid as a new recruit, and said, "Old monitor, long time no see!"

"I'm not a big treasure, I don't need to see you every day!" The demonic Zhu Dekang didn't even look at the two recruits, "I said Niu Dali, do you have any opinion on me?"

Niu Dali quickly shook his head: "No opinion, no opinion, how can I have an opinion?"

"Then how do you say I haven't seen you for a long time?" Zhu Dekang snorted: "You mean I often don't have **** and don't train."

Niu Dali almost jumped into the sea in a hurry, and shook his head into a rattle: "Nothing, why did you say that, old monitor, I didn't think about that."

Of course, Zhu Dekang understands Niu Dali's temperament. This guy doesn't have much brains.

"Okay, okay, you're in a hurry, it's still the same as the recruit period! I said that you can't grow up with Niu Dali"

As he said that, he walked directly to Zhuang Yan and looked down at the grenade in the ammunition box.

"I just heard who said that whoever has the ability will use the training ground, right?"

Zhu Dekang bent down and picked up a coaching bomb, threw it twice in his hand, turned his head and swept his gaze to Chen Qingming and Niu Dali, who were standing beside him so embarrassed that he was about to drill a hole.

"It's great, isn't it?" he asked.

Chen Qingming and Niu Dali were speechless. In the Iron Eighth Company, it was good to provoke anyone, and they all knew that they could not provoke the old fritters like Zhu Dekang.

This is a veteran who has to give three points to the company commander.

Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Zhu Dekang picked up the grenade, stood by the throwing line, and threw it in the distance.

"55 meters!"

Immediately after the grenade landed, someone in the recruit group let out a low exclamation.

"My God! 55 meters!"

"This veteran is so powerful!"

"I heard it's a pig!"

"Fuck! Pig breeders..."

Zhu Dekang didn't bother to discuss the arguments at all. He twisted his wrist and cursed, "Damn it! No activity!"

Then he took another grenade and said to Chen Qingming and Niu Dali, "You have the ability, right?"

whoosh-

Cast out again.

"Almost 60!"

Seeing the hit point, someone exclaimed again!

Zhuang Yan was so shocked that his eyes fell to the ground. Living with Zhu Dekang for the past few days, he had no idea that this lazy and sloppy veteran was actually a master!

With a paralyzed expression, Zhu Dekang glared at Chen Qingming and Niu Dali again.

"You can only use the training ground if you have the ability, right!"

whoosh-

Another grenade flew out, or was thrown in place.

"It's over 60 meters!"

"My God!"

"Fuck me-"

Many recruits feel like they are going crazy.

It was the first time they had seen such an awesome veteran.

Throwing 60 meters on the spot, if the run-up is a long shot, I don't know how many meters.

Zhu Dekang continued to take and drop bombs.

Every time I threw, I looked back at Chen Qingming and Niu Dali.

I cast more than ten.

The farthest distance is actually more than 65 meters, which is close to the top level of 70 meters long.

All the soldiers on the training ground, including the recruits and the veterans, were stunned.

What the heck, this guy isn't human!

Zhu Dekang finally shook his head and laughed at himself: "When a soldier is old, his military quality is also poor..."

He turned around and asked Chen Qingming and Niu Dali: "Tell me, who uses the training ground now?"

Chen Qingming and Niu Dali answered almost at the same time: "The old monitor wants to use it, we will let it go."

Zhu Dekang continued: "You guys in the battle squad are awesome, right? I know that your platoon leader is awesome, but you're also terrific in front of me. No one in the cooking class can tell you, I'll let you guys know. I know, can the cooking class work?"

He raised his hand, pointed at Zhuang Yan, and said, "This kid, I will train him to teach the team this year. When the assessment comes, he will also compete with your soldiers for places. Damn, look down on our cooking class, right?"

He turned his head and said to Li Chuangcheng, "Look at what kind of bird cooking squad leader you are! It's so flattering! No seeds!"

Li Chuangcheng's head immediately lowered and he didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Dekang said: "From tomorrow, I will be responsible for training the cooking class. Anyway, my pigs are dead and I will not raise them anymore. Before I am discharged from the army, I will let the cooking class come out one by one. Rank those grandchildren!"

Training in cooking class

Let Zhuang Yan teach the team!

Chen Qingming and Niu Dali were both stupid.

Where is this special?

The people from the cooking class went to teach the brigade to participate in the pre-prepared squad leader training known as hell-style training.

Later, some comers dare not say it, but it is true that there is no ancient person before the Eighth Company.

After Chen Qingming and Niu Dali led the soldiers away, Li Chuangcheng cautiously and tentatively asked, "Old squad leader, you said you want us to train, is that a joke or a serious one?"

Zhu Dekang frowned: "Do I, Zhu Dekang, seem like someone who doesn't speak well? From tomorrow~www.novelmt.com~ After the gathering in the morning, the deputy on duty will bring a soldier from the cooking class and three assistant chefs in charge. Breakfast, others follow me to training, take turns!"

Li Chuangcheng now knew that Zhu Dekang was real.

"But...you said you wanted him to teach the brigade..."

He pointed to solemnly.

"This is real"

Zhu Dekang said: "Really!"

Li Chuangcheng said: "It seems that our cooking class has never participated in the competition for the teaching team quota."

Zhu Dekang rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "I didn't have it before, and I can't have it now without it. You didn't know how to cook before, but now you can?"

Li Chuangcheng said worriedly, "But... does the company commander agree?"

Zhu Dekang thought for a while, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and took a breath: "Don't worry about this, I'll tell the company commander!"