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Chapter 861 Recruits who refuse to obey(1/2)

Zhuang Yan hasn't lie on the ground in the Huling shooting range for a long time and shoots.

When the talent arrived at the shooting range, he felt a little excited when he heard the gunshots, and the familiar smell of gunpowder seemed to float in the air.

This feeling is as excited as an old alcoholic asking about the aged wine that has been huddled for decades.

"team leader!"

From afar, Zhuang Yan saw Han Zixu and was standing behind the shooting line with his hands in his arms.

Less than ten meters ahead of him, there were about a dozen new recruits lying on the shooting ground line, and were conducting long-distance sniper training.

Gunshots come one after another, making people feel like they are back to the familiar training era.

There are many familiar figures on the shooting range.

However, there are also many familiar figures missing.

Han Zixiu heard someone calling him, and turned around and saw the solemnity at first glance.

"Come back?"

He took off his earplugs and smiled at Solemn, without showing too much surprise.

"I'm back!" Zhuang Yan ran up, looked at the headphones around Han Zixiu's neck, and smiled: "Finally, it's a lot more humanized, and all noise-cancelling headphones are used."

"You applied for funds and bought them with your own funds, do you think you will be distributed uniformly?" Han Zixiu said with a bit of self-deprecating self-deprecating: "That's it, it took me three months to apply for funds."

During the training of T-Martial Army, Zhuang Yan basically used noise-canceling headphones when shooting, and they were all made in the US.

The "Hunter" team is a team that trains snipers. The snipers need bullets to feed them. It is not new to the noise caused by the fire of years of shooting that causes damage to the eardrum.

Generally speaking, everyone uses the local method, either putting cotton balls or simply plugging their ears with sanitary napkins.

Noise-reducing headphones have always been used as standard equipment, at least not yet available.

Seeing Zhuangyan, several veterans surrounded him.

One by one, they gave Zhuang Yan a hug that could suffocate, and then punched him hard in the chest.

Zhuang Yan looked carefully and it seemed that only the veterans were Zhang Yi, Chai Yifa, Guan Feng and Ji Wei.

"There are only four of you left?"

Zhuang Yan understands what happened.

Everyone was picked up from the "Hunter" team when they were two-year soldiers. In fact, Han Zibao's idea was fine at that time.

According to the old military service system, the top players of these field troops are at their peak. After screening and strict training, even compared with the snipers of the former "Red Arrow" brigade, they are not at all inferior.

Most soldiers of the "Red Arrow" brigade will serve more than three years, and some will even have five years.

In this way, as a backbone, you can still stay in the army and play a role for at least two to three years.

But unexpectedly, a reform of the military service system suddenly came, and the three-year obligation system became a two-year obligation system. Considering the issue of alternating new and veterans and the number of non-commissioned officers, even if the proportion of non-commissioned officers in the "Red Arrow" brigade can be relaxed to the maximum extent, you must not recruit new recruits.

Two years later, the "hunter" team of 20 people and two squads, except for four veterans who signed non-commissioned officers, Xu Xingguo, Yansu, and Su Hui, who opened a military academy, all the rest were discharged and more than a dozen new recruits were recruited.

"Lao Zhuang! I heard that you are so awesome in T country, and you are a shooting instructor!"

"Yes, we were all happy to read the newspaper, saying that you were competing with someone for a 200-meter shooting shell hole. Is this true? Your fucking level is so good?"

"Or come and perform? Try playing the bullet shell mouth?"

Everyone talked about each other, talking nonstop around Zhuangyan.

Solemnly glanced at the shooting ground line, the recruits were still using 85 snipers and 88 snipers. He smiled bitterly and said, "I can't score this score now."

"What's wrong? Have you retreated?" Zhang Guoyi smiled and said, "Is it the Military Daily reporter bragging for you?"

"Yes, I think it's 80% bragging." Chai Yifa said: "How could it be hit into the mouth of the shell with 200 meters!"

"I used a different gun at that time." Zhuangyan and not good at speaking pgs-1 too well, it seemed to feel a bit like destroying one's majesty.

But if you don't say it, it won't work.

If you use 85 snipers on 200 meters, not to mention the accuracy, just the 4x mirror, you can't even see the shell clearly, let alone the shell.

At that time, the psg-1 was a 6x lens. Looking at a bullet casing in the scope was smaller than the sight line, and it was completely relied on the shooter's personal gun feeling and talent to shoot.

Let him use 85 snipers here now to hit the 200-meter shell port, solemnly cannot do it.

Unless he is a god, he is not.

"Okay, stop making noise." Han Zixiu came over and interrupted everyone's noise, glanced at everyone and said, "Don't you squad leader have to watch yourself train in the army?"

Several veterans were still very afraid of King Han. As soon as Han Zixiu spoke, everyone immediately fell silent and returned to their own position.

"Let's go, come and have a chat with me." Han Zi said, pointing to the direction of the playground.

Zhuang Yan accompanied Han Zixiu to leave the shooting range, circled around the training path of the playground, and talked while walking.

"Captain, why do I look at you with a lot of worries?"

"Hmph!" Han Zixu snorted coldly.

Zhuang Yan could hear from his tone that the captain was angry.

Sure enough, Han Zixiu quickly said, "Can I not be angry?"

After saying that, he let out a long breath from his nostrils.

Suddenly asked Zhuang Yan: "You are back this time and the squad leader is gone. Now Class A is Zhang Yi and Chai Yifa who are the squad leader, and Class B is Guan Feng and Ji Wei. You can be the acting deputy captain, and I will be the assistant."

"Acting Deputy Captain?" Zhuang Yanqi said: "Where is Vice Team Zhang and Vice Team Sun?"

"Sun Hongjian has gone to the third camp." Han Zixiu said, "Old Zhang is about to change his career, I am short of people."

Zhuangyan didn't ask any more.

Two years have passed.

Like any state machine, the troops also exist to accept new things and transfer personnel.

If you don't know the various things, it's best not to ask.

"Old Zhang has been twelve years old, and I am afraid he can't sign it anymore. It's not a technical army, so it's difficult to stay. Fortunately, it's been twelve years, and it's also considered that he meets the conditions for transfer. The child is going to junior high school, and the wife at home is having fun, so she has to leave even if she doesn't leave..."

Han Zixiu said, feeling a little sad.

He looked back at Zhuang Yan and said, "How is it? What are you willing to do?"

"I am willing, but I am afraid that I am not qualified enough." Zhuang Yan said.

Han Zixuan praised himself as a maverick, saying, "Whether it is not someone else's final decision, but I have the final decision. Next year, there will be a sniper competition in the entire army, and you have also seen it. Except for these four veterans, the rest are all new recruits, two-year soldiers... I feel unsure of how many of them can be shortlisted."

"It's okay, didn't we be scolded by you in one year? Adding the fire will not be worse than we were back then." Zhuang Yan comforted Han Zixuan.

Han Zixiu snorted again and said, "Do you think I am a god? You can bring it out if you say it? Cultivate a qualified sniper. You can only say that you have just started in a year, but you can't be considered mature in less than three years."

"Okay, then I'll go there, won't there be Zhang Guoyi and the others!" said Zhuang Yan.

When talking about Zhang Guoyi, Han Zixuan's face darkened again.

"Zhang Guoyi had the opportunity to advance in the middle of the year, but she lost in the final competition, and Xu Xingguo and Su Hui opened military academy."

Speaking of Xu Xingguo, Zhuangyan quickly asked: "How is Old Xu's shoulder?"

Han Zixu said: "It's very good, no problem. He recovered very quickly in the general hospital. He underwent repair surgery and met a very good girlfriend. This kid is very capable. I wanted him to stay in the team for a year before mentioning it, but it seems that he can't wait and waste my efforts..."

Lao Xu also went to the military academy.

Su Huikai also went to the military academy.

Now, in the iron triangle that year, I am the only one left.

The two of them walked back to the shooting range while walking, but they heard someone making noise.

From a distance, Zhang Yi and a new soldier were fighting for something with red faces.

The new recruit was not afraid of Zhang Guoyi at all. He was carrying the rank of private and was not inferior to his non-commissioned officer squad leader in his momentum.

"What's going on?" Han Zixiu stepped forward and asked the two loudly: "What are you arguing about?"

When the Private saw the captain, he immediately did not dare to say anything.

Zhang Guoyi said: "Captain, Zhu Xiangyang, this kid, is not obeying management."

Private Zhu Xiangyang said loudly with grievances: "Report to the captain, Squad Leader Zhang deliberately punished me!"

"corporal punishment?"

Solemn and joyful.

He looked at Zhu Xiangyang carefully.

The soldier was sweating profusely. Although the weather was a little cold, the camouflage uniform was wet and obviously he was punished.

But isn't punishment normal?

When I was a new recruit, I was punished every day, but I was punished a lot by Han Zi's claim to be.

Han praised himself and asked, "How did you corporal punishment?"

Zhu Xiangyang said: "He said my spread was too big, so he asked me to move. He punished me to rush the tank four times, and it was not over yet!"
To be continued...
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