The first good news is that in the third week after entering the teaching brigade, Zhuang Yan dropped a good score of 55 meters in routine inspection and assessment.

This means that he can pat his butt and leave the "bomb-dropping commando", without having to see the captain of the bomb-dropping commando at noon the next day, nor do he have to throw grenades at the hillside for nearly two hours every day at noon, so that his hands will tremble when he eats chopsticks.

He suddenly realized that the training methods that he used to disdain seemed stupid, but were very useful.

Military skills and qualities are really hard to train, and you can't even get rid of any scammers.

Of course, there is another thing he is the most deadly, that is his four hundred meters obstacle.

This project has not yet reached the best. If it still fails to achieve excellence at the end of the month, Zhuangyan may face the withdrawal of training.

The second good news is that in recent years, there have been winds everywhere, saying that new equipment will be distributed.

No one knows what new equipment it is.

The news was finally confirmed by the third squadron leader Zhou Huping in his speech one day before dinner started.

"Comrades, I have received good news. Starting tomorrow, our troops will start to distribute 91-style carousels. What is the 91-style carousel? It is a backpack that can put your backpacks and clothes in, as well as grenades, kettles and other things, and you no longer have to carry your left shoulder and right shoulder and left shoulder!"

Zhou Huping's words made the students present excited.

Such a novelty?!

You don’t have to carry a 56-type bullet belt, and then tie a lot of kettles, shoulder bags, gas masks, etc. on your body like a bunch of ties. You don’t have to press three horizontally and two vertically to tie a backpack and then tie a raincoat and shoes on it?

Oh my God!

There is something more to be happy with than this.

"Silent!"

Zhou Huping raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Everyone calm down.

"The distribution must be initiated from our teaching team first. Deputy Commander Cai said, let the students of our teaching team try it first and show everyone the results. The next step is to equip the entire division!"

When he said this, Zhou Huping's face was filled with pride.

As for the squadron leader of the teaching brigade, of course he is more proud, the treasure unit in the eyes of the division commander.

Just as he was speaking enthusiastically, a soldier suddenly walked out of the canteen of the kitchen.

The soldier walked to the sink at the door, looked into the sink, then took a sneak peek at the squadron leader Zhou Huping with his back to him, reached out to take out a black thing from it and threw it on the ground.

All the students were not myopia and had excellent eyesight. They could tell at a glance what was thrown on the turf.

"Wow! It's a mouse..."

"Yes, yes, there are dead rats in that dishwasher..."

"Damn! Don't use the water there to wash dishes later..."

The team was boiling again.

Everyone was in a mess for half a minute, some were disgusting, some were surprised, and some were curious. They whispered to each other to analyze the cause of the death of the mouse and whether they had used the mouse's bath water to wash their own rice plates recently.

Zhou Huping stopped talking with an unhappy look, looked at the more than 100 students in front of him, and then seemed to realize something.

Looking back, there was a dead mouse lying on the ground.

As the squadron leader, Zhou Huping was absolutely calm and said lightly: "My mom, isn't it just a dead mouse?"

So he said to the cook who was still standing by the sink: "Go, come, how many people will change the water here, what do you think!? Where did the rat come from?"

The soldier was startled and quickly explained: "Captain, I didn't have any water when I poured it just now. Maybe I fell down and drowned after pouring it... "

The cook's answer made everyone laugh and burst into laughter.

"Can you still have a singularity? Drowning? How long will it take to drown? What are your kitchen classes doing? Don't check the hygiene?" Zhou Huping may feel that he can't hold his face anymore. Although these students are from grassroots combat companies, the food relationship has been transferred, which is considered to be a real price and real money to pay the food expenses.

Even if the hygiene is not done well, it seems to be a shame for the teaching team.

Just now, I was slapped in the face with the teaching team...

The cook soldier quickly nodded and said yes, then ran to call a few people from the cooking squad and came out to change the water.

Zhou Huping then turned around and faced all the students again.

"I said enough is enough, don't look at it anymore... Isn't it just a dead mouse? What's so good about it? I haven't seen a mouse in my previous life?"

Everyone calm down.

Zhou Huping continued to speak.

After a while, someone whispered to the mouse below. Some soldiers stretched their necks to see how to deal with the body of the mouse that caused the commotion.

"Don't look at it anymore. I've reminded you for the second time. Don't let me say it's the third time!"

Zhou Huping stopped talking and suddenly his face darkened.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Zhuangyan immediately retracted her neck this time and did not dare to look at the mouse's direction again.

Because he knew very well what kind of person Zhou Huping was.

In sharp contrast with the brigade instructor Wang, Zhou Huping, the captain of the Third Middle School Lieutenant and Squadron, is a strange man.

The reason why he is a weird person is that he actually has such a casual officer in a rigorous place like the army.

For a long time, the officers who solemnly contacted were rigorous and lacked wit, especially cadres at the company level and above, who were frank and serious all day long.

Zhou Huping is an exception. This person speaks and does things neatly, and under his majesty, it makes people laugh and cry.

All the soldiers were afraid of him, but they also obeyed him.

In the impression of Zhuangyan, Zhou Huping was an officer who absolutely did what he said and frequently used strange tricks.

One time, the Third Squadron took another task, performing 400-meter obstacles and 500-meter infantry comprehensive tactical drills for visitors to the brothers. The squadron drew a group of students with outstanding performance to form a performance team.

In order to ensure the effect, training for 400-meter obstacles and comprehensive tactical drills for 500-meters are carried out every day.

When I was finishing my exercise that morning, Zhou Huping, who usually didn't comment easily, walked to the queue and announced that the performance team was left to run two obstacles. Other students could go back to the queuing room to rest, wash their faces and brush their teeth to prepare for dinner.

As soon as the order was announced, the two factions were separated in the team immediately.

One group is from the performance team and is depressed; the other group is from the performance team and is not from the performance team, it is worth being happy to be able to stop the exercises early.

So the non-performing team began to tease the performance team, let's see, train well, top guys, you deserve to run a few more obstacles. Some even laughed and slapped each other to celebrate.

Zhou Huping, who had already turned around and walked away, heard the cheers of the non-performing students. He turned around and saw this scene. He frowned slightly, turned around and blew the whistle immediately, and ordered to gather again.

Then, he announced a new order, the performance team went back early to rest, and the non-performance team stayed, armed the five-kilometer cross-country once.

The situation suddenly reversed 180 degrees. The performance team suppressed the laughter and packed up their things and returned to the room with pride; the non-performance team fell from the peak of happiness to the depressed canyon, and everyone's faces turned into bitter gourd.

The non-performing team members running on the five-kilometer route complained to each other, and some people scolded each other, "Damn it, what the hell is laughing just now, killing people...

That day, Zhuang Yan was one of the students of the non-performance team and one of the people who were fined five kilometers of armed off-road.

From that day on, Zhuang Yan knew that Lao Zhou could not be provoked.
Chapter completed!