After the snatching and disbanding, Guo Xiangyang, who held the tree trunk and vomited a few mouthfuls of yellow gill, said to Zhuang Yan with a miserable look: "Old Lu, you are not kind, why are you feeling comfortable if you cheat me? This is even worse than the recruit company."

Zhuang Yan was already half a life-threatening, and she was in a bad mood. She said angrily: "I asked you to ask the squad leader, have you asked? It's not that I am the squad leader, I don't have the final say!"

Guo Xiangyang said with a sad face: "Old Lu, I'm so tired. How can I endure this for the past three years?"

Zhuang Yan was in a loss of confidence and was so panicked.

yes……

How can I live like this for three years?

After this, Zhuang Yan realized that she had jumped into the fire pit again.

The so-called "new recruits will feel comfortable in the company" is completely unfounded.

I returned to the queue room to sort out my housework, took the washing utensils and went to the valley behind the company to wash my face and brush my teeth.

The water used in the Eighth Company is all the streams on the mountain. It is collected by cement canals and then introduced into several large reservoirs.

He leaned solemnly beside the reservoir, holding the cement retaining wall, his feet trembled constantly, and his body was covered with yellow soil. He fell down the hill just now, and the person immediately turned into a rolling gourd.

Niu Dali helped him up and roared like a tiger in his ear: "The center of gravity leans forward uphill, and the center of gravity leans back downhill, you, a high school student, don't even understand this physics skills!? Why not as good as I haven't graduated from elementary school!"

Niu Dali has always despised people with higher education than him, and this time he seized the opportunity to damage his solemnity.

In Zhuangyan's heart, tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran by.

The ghost knows what leans forward and backward. It’s my first time rushing to the ghost mountain. Who is at home and running up the mountain like a lunatic?

Yi Jun stood beside Zhuangyan, looking up at the continuous mountains. The sun had climbed up the ridge, and the golden light spread across the earth, and the scenery was beautiful.

"poet……"

Zhuangyan sat on the ground, picked up a towel and dipped it in water, and wiped the soil on her body.

"What are you looking at?"

"That's touching..." Yi Jun dragged the ending sound long like a poem, shaking his head while saying, "What a mountain and water... So hard..."

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

When I turned around, I saw Yan Su being by my side, so I asked, "Yesu, tell me, why is it still so hard to get in the company?"

Seriously wet my head with the cold stream water, and the white steam was lingering on the top of my head, looking like the heroes in martial arts novels were playing their skills, which was very funny.

"We won't feel comfortable." He picked up the towel and wiped his face and said, "Sheng Yan, put away that little fantasy. At the end of this year, we will compete with the 3rd Division to quickly respond to the name of the troops. I heard that the 3rd Division has been injected with blood and is trained like a grandson every day. Our 1st Division and 3rd Division are affiliated with different group armies. This is not a matter of honor for one division, but involves the honor of an army. Do you think we can feel comfortable?"

After hearing the serious words, the solemn Yan even wanted to die.

Seriously said, "I already knew before I came to join the army. The 1st Division is extremely short of units this year. There are too many soldiers in our year, so look at our Iron Eighth Company. In addition to the squad leader and deputy squad leader, are there any veterans who have not been given positions? Oh, by the way, there is a veteran who stays in the team and the pig raising person. He has no squad leader position, so our recruit company is a recruit company, and if it is a veteran company or a recruit company..."

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a while, suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "Yan Su, why do you know everything so clearly?"

His serious expression froze, his face turned slightly red, and he immediately said, "I have someone in my family to join the army, I asked."

Zhuangyan stuffed the toothbrush into her mouth, brushing her mouth with bubbles, and asked, "Since you know that it's so hard, why are you still here? Are you asking for trouble?"

He said seriously: "Well, I just ask for trouble. It's no harm for people to suffer a little."

Zhuang Yan looked at Yan Sheng with an incomprehensible expression.

In his opinion, seriousness is simply unreasonable.

It is true that each soldier has his own purpose, but it is rare to jump into it like Yan Su even though he knows that there is a fire pit ahead.

Yan Su has always been a mysterious person.

He doesn't talk much, he looks a bit pretty and pretty. He always likes to blush when he speaks, like a big girl.

But when he was in the recruit company, he was a famous desperate Saburo. When he went to the training ground, he completely lost his shy temperament. He was just a little tiger. He could enter the top three in the training grades, which was really an alternative.

The thing that Zhuang Yan admires the most is Yan Su’s understanding of the army. As long as he doesn’t understand anything, he will definitely get a good answer.

Before, in the recruit company, the two happened to be on the opposite side of the bed, but after getting off the company, Yan Su was assigned to the second row and the first row, and the two had fewer opportunities to meet.

Zhuang Yan also wanted to inquire about the health training and communication training. After all, this is what Zhuang Yan has the most intimate relationship now and it is also his only chance to escape from the Iron Eighth Company.

But before he could speak, Yan Su hurriedly carried the bucket, as if afraid that Zhuang Yan would continue to ask something.

The intensity of training has increased again, and there are endless training every day.

There is no thunder in the morning, and no matter whether it is windy or rainy, it is a five-kilometer off-road appetizer, followed by push-ups, single and double bars, frog jumps, human carts and other one-stop services. Finally, another trip to the mountain ends.

During the day, professional training such as shooting and tactics are usually performed.

After getting out of the company, the company commander Zhang Jianxing organized a gun delivery ceremony, and Zhuangyan owned his own 81-1 automatic rifle in the gun cabinet of the Eighth Company.

After breakfast that day, Dedhan gathered all the soldiers, then summarized the training period after the company's team, and finally announced that he would start shooting training for the second day today.

The so-called infantry shooting exercise refers to three different shooting postures: 200 meters, 150 meters and 100 meters, using three different shooting postures: lying position without support, kneeling position and standing position, and shooting three rounds of ammunition in each group, with a total of 9 rounds.

The evaluation criteria do not calculate the number of rings, only the number of targets is calculated, 5 times pass, 6 times are good, and 7 times are excellent.

This is not an easy subject.

At least two hundred meters away, the half-body target looks the size of a fingernail, and there is not much left when the sight and guard ring are bent on.

What scares Zhuang Yan the most is not the shooting itself, but the training process.

"You all heard what the platoon leader said just now?"

The third squad leader Chen Qingming is responsible for organizing training today. He is standing in front of the team with a smile, constantly looking at the recruits in the team.

Zhuang Yan doesn’t like the third squad leader Chen Qingming, especially his smile.

Chen Qingming was in his third year of soldier and was discharged from the army in one year. He had a skin that was unique to northern Jiangsu people, with a large mole on his left cheek, and a long beard on it.

According to him, this must not be cut, and once it is cut, it will be unlucky.

This person's face is full of joy and anger, and it is basically judged by his laughter - laugh when he is happy, hahaha; laugh when he is unhappy, hehehe.

So, once Chen Qingming smiled, there would definitely be nothing good, at least Zhuangyan had never seen him.

"Has the physical training been very hard recently? Do you want to relax?" Chen Qingming was still talking to himself. No one in the team dared to answer anyway.

"The training content this morning was professional training, infantry shooting exercises two. What you practiced before were all practices one, and the practices two would be much more interesting. Professional training, of course, it would not consume too much physical strength like physical training, but just train your skills, hehe..."

Smiling again!

This bastard laughed again!

Zhuangyan felt that her heart was furrowing and her goose bumps were rising all over her body.

Nothing good is going to happen!
Chapter completed!