"Oh! This method is really good!"

Su Huikai asked Zhuangyan to give him both the holster and the gun. As she walked back, she tried Zhuangyan's skills several times.

Not to mention, I haven’t used a stopwatch to use it to card, but it’s obvious that I feel that it’s smooth and accurate.

"I, Su Huikai, decided to learn gun drawing skills from Comrade Zhuang Yan humbly and strive to be faster than him!"

The bull made his vow ambitiously.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but sneer: "Who was trying to settle the score with me just now? This skill was taught by my master. You still want to drive him out of the team!"

Seriously stopped the two of them: "You guys, please put on the zipper! Although they are all team members here, there is no distinction between high and low rank, Deputy Company Commander Yan is our senior and superior. You treat him as the old, weak, sick and disabled, as if they can't choose without relying on you."

Serious and seldom get angry.

But this time, there were some sparks in his tone.

"Do you know what veterans are most afraid of?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned and did not dare to answer the conversation.

Su Hui pretended to be stupid and fiddled with her pistol, but she seemed to have not heard it.

Yan Su knew that they were both listening, so he continued, "The veterans are most afraid of old age."

"Only women are afraid of getting old." Su Hui didn't pretend to be stupid and suddenly said something.

He said seriously and excitedly: "Veterans are also afraid of death, but they are afraid of getting old. Because when you get old, your eyes will be blurred, your hands and feet will be inflexible, and your physical fitness will also decline. When you get old, you cannot easily run five kilometers with a cigarette like a young soldier. You cannot climb to the top of the stairs in ten seconds. You cannot climb this or that... That kind of feeling of loss. When you become a veteran and other new recruits shout "Veteran" when they see you, you will feel sad while being proud, saying, "Damn I am old? I am really old? I am really useless?"

Su Huikai didn't dare to continue this time.

The three of them walked back silently.

After a long time, Zhuang Yan suddenly said: "In the years when my father came back from the battlefield, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, he would often run to the balcony alone to smoke, and he would smoke for more than an hour. When I was curious, I quietly touched the window and peeked..."

"My dad was talking to an album. The album was filled with photos of his comrades. He was talking to himself alone, saying, "Brothers, you are better than me, you are always so young, and old age is even more terrifying than death..." I was a little confused at the time."

He glanced at him and said seriously: "Now maybe I understand."

Yan Ming's affairs seemed to have come to an end like this.

In the collaborative grouping subjects, three new recruits and a veteran with the highest rank combined into a dazzling landscape on the training ground.

The people in the reserve team joked that this group was the winner of the "largest age gap" award. No matter how many people in this group could go abroad in the end, they would win at least in a sense.

The oldest represents the weakest physical strength, and the tenderest represents the lack of experience.

No one has any hope for this "largest age gap" combination.

Although the combination from the "Red Arrow" brigade of the G Military Region has the shortest military service, the best solemn marksmanship is Yan Ming, who participated in the military competition the most and the highest military rank.

But who cares?

The reserve team is not a senate, it doesn’t mean that you are awesome if you are old.

Here, after taking off the military rank, everyone is comparing with military qualities.

OK, you qualify; no, you go to the card board at the door to pick off your number plate and get out of here!

Zhuang Yan didn't expect that he would gain so much when he came to the headquarters reserve team this time.

Although I don’t know if I can qualify for the end and get a quota to go to T Country, at least this trip has not been in vain.

Just like when I met Yan Ming, I only had a week to solve the problem of rapid fire in the "Hunter" team, which was slow to shoot out the gun.

However, there are gains, and of course there are pressures.

This kind of army-wide selection comes with great people, so naturally there will be pressure from the elites of other troops.

The blackboard full of number plates is on the wall next to the duty post, on the right wall of the military mirror.

After the first week of the test, there were vacancies on the top, and then there were more and more vacant positions.

Every week someone is eliminated.

The reasons are different.

Some were injured and voluntarily quit, while others failed the test and were ordered to code the card immediately.

These days have repeatedly brought the solemn back to the memories of the past.

In the first month of the teaching team, every day, some people left in trucks, and the entire team of students would watch quietly.

The situation is extremely consistent here.

Every morning before the exercises are done, the time for the team members to withdraw from training. At that time, the training has not started during the day. All the team members will stand on the lawn, watch those who are being removed from training or who are voluntarily withdrawing from training, walk out of the queue room, then hug and hug the old white-haired instructors, then buzz with their heads, and jump into the car without seeing their expressions.

The door panel of the carriage was buckled with a clatter, and the camouflage net on the roof blocked the light, making it dim and blurry inside.

Those who left were unwilling to sit out, but instead went to the bottom, hid themselves in a blur, and went silently among the various revolutionary songs played on the morning radio in the camp.

Every day after getting up, Zhuang Yan would stand firmly in front of the number plate for a while, staring at the number on it.

Who is missing, who knows, who leaves, who voluntarily retreats, which unit belongs to...

The solemn number is counting little by little, and the memorable is remembering little by little.

Pleasing yourself in this cruel elimination.

come on!

Soldier!

Whether the officers qualify and who qualify seem to have nothing to do with solemnity.

At first, there were 180 people in the team, 40 of whom were soldiers, including 37 non-commissioned officers. Speaking of the top private, there was only solemn and serious. Su Hui opened these three seedlings.

12 people left in the first week.

Two of them were non-commissioned officers.

Zhuangyan found an opponent for himself.

He felt that he should find an opponent for himself, just like running on an armed off-road, finding a reference for himself, just like finding a lighthouse for himself in the dark sea.

With goals that surpass, people have enough motivation

The person he was looking for was the most powerful first-class non-commissioned officer of the B Military Region "Divine Sword" brigade in the entire soldier team, Yu Qunchao.

The name Yu Qunchao is well-known in the special forces circle of Military Region B and is a regular visitor to the War Song Newspaper.

In theory, the military service of a first-class non-commissioned officer is not much longer than Zhuang Yan. Later, Zhuang Yan heard about it and was two more years older than himself.

There is a kind of person in the world who is born to be a soldier.

And Yu Qunchao is such a person.

Fourth update.

I will check the typos later. If you don’t bother, please try it again.
Chapter completed!