Special Years

The day of the fight was a rainy noon.

The weather has been weird since June.

For a while, the sun was blazing, and for a while, the clouds were dense, and every three or five hours, there was a torrential downpour, and even the small river used for bathing in the teaching team's shooting range became turbulent.

After lunch that day, since the fourth and fifth exercises of infantry shooting have been carried out recently, the fourth and fifth exercises involve shooting at moving targets, pitch angle shooting and approach shooting, which are extremely difficult shooting classifications. , so the stability of the gun and the muscle memory of the correct posture of the gun are better.

The troublesome gun-handling training was once again put on the training schedule.

Squatting solemnly under the row of magnolia trees on the basketball court of the No. 3 squadron, he was training in standing position shooting with a gun.

At this time, a water bottle filled with water and a bag of four grenade trainer rounds had been hung from his muzzle, and he had to maintain the same standing shooting position for 40 minutes.

This is what Luo Xiaoming ordered just before he left.

Although Luo Xiaoming was not at the scene now, the basketball court was less than 40 meters away from the window of the third-district team's row room. Luo Xiaoming could sit by the window and peep at them.

If someone moves irregularly, or quietly relaxes their posture and is lazy, I believe that Luo Xiaoming will suddenly fall from the sky and appear in front of the soldier, then give him a stern training, and then use a signature finger to point anywhere around him. One finger - target, the big tree at xxx, give you **** seconds! Come back from the run and continue to add a trip!

Alas, it's that simple and rude.

The Chinese Army believes in such simple and crude things.

The rain dripped down the brim of the camouflage hat, but Zhuang Yan could no longer see the bullseye of the half-length target erected on the side of the training field in the distance.

He could only roughly see an outline clearly in the rainstorm.

In fact, he also knows that he doesn't need to aim himself now. What this kind of dog training requires is to train each soldier's gun-handling posture into a kind of muscle memory, so that you can touch the gun and raise your hand, which is a standard shooting posture. , never wrong.

"Zhuangyan, do you think Lao Qi is secretly watching us in the room, intending to arrest us?"

Wang Dazui, who was standing beside Zhuang Yan, grinned with his signature big mouth and whispered with a smile.

Zhuang Yan said: "Dazui, you have the strength to joke here, why don't you save your strength to aim, stop talking, if we are found by the seventh, we will be punished again, I guess we should have more than ten minutes. If you are freed, you can sleep for more than half an hour when you return to the row room, otherwise, if you are fined, hum... it will be useless at noon."

While speaking, he glanced at Zhang Jian, the confused old man on his right.

Zhang Jian always belongs to the silent category.

It is completely different from Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Zhuang's mouth likes to bark when he has something to do. He is always confused, dull and dull, his mouth seems to be locked, and it is easy to keep silent.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the direction of the brigade's door.

"what?"

Wang Dazui turned his gaze towards the door curiously.

Soon, someone whispered in the rain: "It's a female soldier from the communications battalion!"

Female soldier! ?

These two words immediately penetrated into the veins of every student of the teaching team present like a hormone injection.

Hearing that there were female soldiers, Zhuang Yan couldn't help straightening his waist and chest. He adjusted the somewhat soft posture and tried to lift the 81-1 automatic rifle that weighed more than seven pounds more smoothly. Strive to look good and effortless.

Sure enough, a female soldier with a dark green iron wheel hanging around her waist ran panting across the asphalt road of the teaching brigade.

Zhuang Yan and the others happened to be under the tree by the roadside, so they could see clearly.

This is the first time he has seen female soldiers training.

In addition to watching movies, there are very few opportunities to see female soldiers. Zhuang Yan also specifically asked the military to know the seriousness of it.

Seriously told Zhuang Yan, saying that the lowest level of the army here only has female soldiers at the division level, and they are all concentrated in the communications battalion and the division field hospital.

There are also two professional companies in the communications battalion: wireless and wired companies. Among them, female soldiers are usually taken care of in the wireless company, carrying a number book, transferring calls to the chief, and so on. It is very easy.

But the female soldiers in the field hospital are more relaxed. To put it bluntly, apart from the hard work of the recruits, they will become hospital nurses and learn battlefield ambulance. The most tiring thing is to carry a stretcher and carry a dummy. run or something.

The hardest female soldiers in the division are the female soldiers of the cable company of the communication battalion.

Because the signal soldier sounds easy, but it's not easy.

Mainly, the hard-working professionals are connected by cable.

For example, climbing poles, and for example, the subject of their communication battalion called "eight-hundred-meter retraction and release".

The so-called 800-meter retraction and release training is actually a kind of artificial wiring method that simulates when the war is at its most intense, when the wireless communication has been completely interfered, and the military lines are also destroyed. .

Although he didn't know much about the communication major, Zhuang Yan also knew about the difficulty of this professional training from his serious mouth.

The difficulty lies in the need for high physical support.

During the 800-meter line retraction training, the communications soldier had to carry a large iron wheel that was covered with black telephone lines and weighed at least ten kilograms. superior.

For this subject, Zhuang Yan did not understand very much, and asked solemnly, no matter how hard the female soldiers practiced, the male soldiers could not crawl as fast, nor did the male soldiers run fast, right? Why do we need female soldiers to train?

Seriously, he smiled and said, "Women hold up half the sky! Female soldiers are also soldiers, right? Our army has fought so many battles, and there are still many heroines who are not afraid of death!"

Zhuang Yan just laughed. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with him, and he is too lazy to say anything. At least one thing he does not object to the female soldier's 800-meter retraction and release line, because every time the communication battalion conducts this training, he can be there. On the oily cypress road more than 30 meters in front of the teaching team's barracks, they saw those female soldiers running like white paper.

Looking at the female soldiers, it is also a beautiful landscape!

At least the reconnaissance company at the other end of the shooting range and the grandchildren of the 271st Regiment Artillery Battalion in the east did not teach the students of the brigade this kind of treatment.

The first female soldier ran past Zhuang Yan and the others, all wet.

It is also because of the heavy rain and the temperature is a little cold, or it is not an easy task for a girl to run 800 meters to retract and release the line with a big wheel on her back.

The female soldier frowned and ran extremely hard. The soaked camouflage uniform was sticking to her petite body, which made people feel a little pity.

"It's so pitiful..." Wang Dazui shook his head reluctantly from the side, just like brother Qing who saw sister Qing suffering on the loess slope, his eyes were full of the kind of light that a hero wants to save beauty.

"Dazui, you don't even care about yourself, and you pity others... We are the ones who need sympathy and care the most in the 1st division." Zhuang Yan couldn't help sneering at this sentimental seed.

This guy, if he is local, might also be an amorous seed.

Soon, two female soldiers ran past.

Everyone had a great time watching.

To be honest, seeing female soldiers during the terrible training process of holding guns really doesn't feel very tired.

It wasn't just Zhuang Yan who saw the female soldier involuntarily straighten her waist and raised her chest. There used to be more than 30 students in this row, and now they all hold their heads up like roosters standing on the chicken coop when they wake up in the morning. Can't seem to get tired.

When the fourth female soldier ran past, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ouch! This female soldier is beautiful!"

"Yeah, he looks handsome!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, such a beautiful female soldier went to the cable company and suffered, suffered!" Wang Dazui began to sigh with emotion again.

He whispered to himself~www.novelmt.com~ Wang Dazui suddenly shouted as if he had taken the wrong medicine: "Female comrade in arms! Do you want my brother to help you?!"

The so-called "pull" is actually a habitual term. Soldiers who can't run within five kilometers are all pulled and run.

The female soldier turned her head and glanced in the direction of Wang Dazui, then suddenly looked at Zhuang Yan, then turned her face away, and continued to run with her head lowered.

Wang Dazui was even more proud. He took the contemptuous glance of the female soldier as a kind of encouragement, and suddenly sang loudly.

"Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat, and brother walks on the shore... kindness and love..."

As soon as Zhuang Yan heard Wang Dazui's unrestricted mouth start to sing this popular song, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Big mouth, you..."

Before the last word "love" of Wang Dazui's "kindness, love and love" could be sung out, a dark shadow passed by Zhuang Yan, and then Zhuang Yan immediately heard Wang Dazui's "Ow" scream...