Although Zhou Huping's tone was calm and not intense, from his face, the students knew that his squadron leader was already angry.

Therefore, the team quickly returned to silence, and everyone took out their standard military posture and continued to listen to the comments of Captain Zhou.

After only less than a minute of speaking, Zhou Huping suddenly stopped commenting, his face darkened again, staring at the more than a hundred black heads in front of him, and said lightly: "It seems that you have not yet realized the words of your superiors as orders, right? As a pre-subscriber, the most important thing is to learn how to obey orders, rather than to speak loudly above and you will secretly below."

Something is going to happen.

Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat and secretly called something big wrong.

He quickly followed Zhou Huping's gaze and swept the side with his eyes. It turned out that the attention of several students from Class 8 was still on the mice on the lawn, and his head was tilted to the side to see. Several of them did not realize that they had caused trouble.

Zhou Huping's warning just now did not seem to have attracted enough attention from the students of Class 8. After the second warning, the curious students of Class 8 in the squadron began to be distracted again, and the gods ran to the rat's corpse.

"The eighth class is out of the line!" Zhou Huping pointed to the eighth class of the third district team in the queue, which is the class where Wang Datong and others were. "The eighth class leader, bring the people in front!"

The eighth squad leader quickly issued a command, "There are all people in the eighth squad! Stand at attention and walk in unison!"

A team of soldiers walked out of the queue in surprise and stood in front of everyone.

Class 8 has a characteristic, all second-year veterans, with a proportion of 100%.

This is for the convenience of unified management and training, and it is deliberately concentrated together.

It is precisely because of this that Squad 8 is the most difficult squad to manage in the Third District Team, and the squad leader Qian Zhongjun often has a headache.

Zhou Huping's voice was still very dull, saying, "Go to the lawn, squat in a circle around the mice!"

Ten tall and large soldiers walked onto the lawn and squatted down with the mouse that died unexpectedly as the center.

Zhou Huping walked to them with his hands behind his back, with a wicked smile on his lips and said, "Is it good-looking? Is it interesting? I'll satisfy you. Now, you can show me carefully and have a good look."

He turned around and said to the remaining students: "You all go to have a meal. Luo Xiaoming, the acting captain of the third district team, went to ask what the 8th class saw after dinner?"

After the meal, the people in the canteen ate and laughed. No one expected Zhou Huping to come with such a strange punishment.

Until everyone finished their meal and left the cafeteria, many students could not help but cover their mouths and laughed when they passed by Class 8.

The veterans and students in Class 8 all looked like they were shaved their faces. They were red and spicy, and they wished there were cracks on the ground to get into it.

In the evening, Qian Zhongjun was responsible for leading the team for physical training.

Just as everyone was sweating profusely on the playground, Luo Xiaoming suddenly came over and shouted to everyone: "Second Class 7, 8, and 9, each of them was picking three people on the toll!"

Then he called the names of the three students in his class: "Shengyan, serious, Xu Xingguo! Go back to the room immediately, put on the clothes and gather on the lawn, there is a task!"

Zhuang Yan was so happy that he almost became incontinent.

Offer tolls!

Paralysis, these are always the three most pleasant words that the training unit hears!

Without saying a word, solemnly got up from the ground, stood attentively and said, "Yes!"

Then he rushed into the yard, put on his summer clothes, and had no time to sweat, and ran out of the yard, standing on the lawn and waiting.

He was afraid that he would move a little slower, and in the blink of an eye, the tolerance quota would fall on others.

Soon, the teaching brigade drove three cars, one squadron and one squadron, and parked on the side of the squadron basketball court.

"Get on the bus!"

Luo Xiaoming waved his hand and nine students climbed into the car like monkeys.

Chief of the Iron Department led the team tonight, holding a equipment register in his hand, standing under the car and said to the students: "New equipment is here, we will go to the division warehouse tonight to collect it. Remember, remember, you must abide by discipline when you go there and don't make any mistakes."

After saying that, he put the co-pilot on the face of the poker that Zhuangyan had always been very upset. The car quickly left the teaching team and drove into the vast mountains.

Only then did Zhuang Yan realize that the warehouse is a major place and is hidden in an extraordinary secret.

Although it is not far from the division headquarters, it circles around the mountain road and finally stops in a valley without any lights.

The trees here are tall, and the entire forest almost blocks the sky. The warehouse is deep in the woods, and there are more than a dozen large cement buildings with one floor in a very inconspicuous courtyard.

These buildings look very strong, and they are very strict when entering the military warehouse for inspection. There are soldiers carrying guns and live ammunition on duty.

After the warehouse administrator and the Iron Chief checked the list of items and collected the items, they opened the large iron door of one of the warehouses.

"There are a total of 162 sets of 91 style carousels you want tonight. They are all here, move them!"

He pointed to a corner of the warehouse, which was filled with large cartons, with product names and manufacturer numbers printed on them, etc.

More than a hundred sets of carry-on tools are easy for nine well-trained students.

In less than half an hour, the items were transported.

Back in the car, solemnly smelled the unique printing and dyeing smell of the new equipment emitted from the cardboard box, and couldn't help but want to tear open the box to see what it was inside.

This is Zhuang Yan's first contact with the Type 91 carousel. Receiving new equipment is exciting for any soldier.

At noon the next day, everyone received their new carousel tools.

Compared with traditional five-color large-strapped ammunition belts and shoulder bags, the 91-type carousel is divided into a comprehensive ammunition belt, with its own grenade bag and a water bottle bag. Like the 56-type ammunition belt, it can provide four magazine pocket devices.

In addition, small tactical backpacks and 91-type backpacks, front-load bags, etc. are also provided.

What I like most is that these are three-color jungle camouflages, which are almost the same as camouflage uniforms. At least you don’t have to wear those rustic 56-style old elastic straps. More importantly, you used to have shoes tied in the middle of the backpack and a raincoat tied on the top. Now you don’t have to tie anything. You just stuffed them into the 91-type waterproof backpack. Tighten the strap, pull the top cover, buckle it, and then go with it. It’s really convenient.

The day I got it, everyone stuffed their backpacks into their backpacks, stuffed the Type 91 ammunition belt into the magazine, and walked around in and outside the yard. They were so excited that they didn't sleep for noon, and they were so handsome that they were so handsome.

Even Luo Xiaoming went to the clerk to borrow a Haiou camera, and asked every student to hold a gun, wear a steel helmet and camouflage cover, wear the latest 91-style carrying gear, and take a few photos, which was considered an addiction to new equipment.
Chapter completed!