Zhuangyan had to jog in the distance against the bullet box and pick up the grenades one by one.

"Oh! I said I saw someone on the bomb dropping field from afar. I thought that a class was so active and didn't rest at noon and came out to train. It turned out to be the brother of our kitchen team!?"

Chen Qingming's strange voice came from not far away.

Zhuang Yan was picking up bullets on the distance marking line. When he heard the voice of the third squad leader, he couldn't help but stop. When he looked back, he found that it was indeed a row of people.

Enemies are narrow!

Zhuangyan said in her heart.

Zhuang Yan was reluctant to meet with the second and third squad leader, so he lowered his head and picked up the grenades.

"Wow! It turns out that not only was our old Li personally taking action, but he also brought a kicked-out waste!"

When Chen Qingming saw the solemnity, his anger surged up again.

Zhuangyan picked up things silently without saying a word.

His temper is no longer as aggressive as before.

What's more, Chen Qingming is actually an absolute loser in his eyes.

Speaking of being angry, Chen Qingming is indeed more worthy of being angry.

Because of the solemn matter, he was punished. Although it was not serious, it was a pity that the matter he had done was completely ruined.

This is a very realistic question.

Company Commander Zhang Jianxing and instructor Cai Chaolin are not fools.

Once Yin Xiancong cannot refer to the military academy normally, the company will definitely keep him in the team and promote him. Choose between Chen Qingming and Yin Xiancong, and the company is more willing to choose a soldier like Yin Xiancong who is both cultural and military literate.

Li Chuangcheng squeezed out awkwardly and said, "Squad Leader 3, I'm fine at noon, and I'm here to practice with the Bing."

Chen Qingming smiled and said sarcastically: "Oh! When did the kitchen squad start to pay attention to military training? After you became the kitchen squad leader, you didn't seem to have organized any training."

While speaking, he walked to the tree, picked up the automatic rifle leaning against the tree, skillfully unloaded the magazine, pulled the bolt a few times, and looked at the chamber.

"A gun is a good gun, much newer than our combat squad. You have maintained it well. It's really new to serve as a treasure."

The implication is self-evident, and it is ridiculed that the kitchen class did not conduct much training.

Li Chuangcheng doesn't want to get entangled with people like Chen Qingming.

He also shouted at the solemn far away: "Have you packed it up? Go back quickly after packing it up, and you have to prepare dinner in the afternoon!"

Solemnly trotted over with the bullet box.

Chen Qingming stopped Zhuangyan and said, "Put down the bullet box."

Zhuangyan glanced at Li Chuangcheng, and Li Chuangcheng looked helpless.

He had no choice but to put the bullet box down.

Chen Qingming said: "Practice bomb drops, right? Zhuangyan, I remember that when you left the platoon, it seemed that you could only throw 40 meters, right?"

He picked up a grenade from the bullet box, walked to the throwing line, and moved his wrists a few times.

"How far is your squad leader Li?"

Zhuangyan could only honestly answer: "49 meters."

Chen Qingming laughed coldly and said, "Look at it."

After saying that, he didn't help but suddenly pulled the grenade backwards on the spot, and then threw the grenade out.

Everyone's eyes followed and spun the grenades in the air until they landed.

The grenade landed about 45 meters.

"No, I'll step back." Chen Qingming said modestly with a hypocritical look on his face: "I can only throw 45 meters."

He said this, but everyone knew that long shots and standing throws are two different things. Long shots can help run, while standing throws are in place.

The standing throw can reach 45 meters, which is already awesome, and it is definitely one level higher than Li Chuangcheng's run-up shot at 49 meters.

"Okay, I won't disturb you from cooking anymore. It's the cooking team, just cook your own food. It's not up to you to fight a war!"

This made Li Chuangcheng completely unable to get out of the stage, and he couldn't help but say: "Squad Leader 3, if our kitchen squad is not cooking for you in war, you don't even have the strength to charge!"

Chen Qingming said: "Yes! So I asked you to go back and cook quickly. Your battlefield is not here next to the stove. Who doesn't know the level of the kitchen team? We only put the remaining ones in our combat squad! We should not add any big shots to join in the fun. At that time, the kitchen soldiers compete in the competition. If the dishes are fried, they can make contributions even if they are fried!"

After saying that, he turned around and asked Niu Dali: "Is it?"

Niu Dali laughed and said, "Hahaha, it makes sense. It's still the matter of killing enemies in war and killing enemies in our combat squad. Just cook the comrades in the kitchen. When we eat enough, we will be able to charge."

Chen Qingming got the answer and patted the dust on his hands proudly, and said with a complacent expression: "Let's go, don't get in the way of training, we have to use the bomb dropping field."

At this moment, Li Chuangcheng was completely angered.

As the saying goes, Buddhas have fire.

Who is the soldier is not a young young man with a strong spirit? Although Li Chuangcheng is just a squad leader, the squad leader is still the squad leader. He can't even erase his squad leader in front of so many soldiers.

"The third squad leader, the company commander, never said that our kitchen squad cannot conduct military training, right? Which rule stipulates that the kitchen squad can only cook? Today, we come first and take precautions for this training ground. You need to use it, just wait until we use it!"

After saying that, he shouted to Zhuangyan: "Diaoshang! Put the grenade back and we will train here!"

The short Li Chuangcheng seemed to suddenly become burly. He usually bent down and smiled slightly when he saw anyone, and suddenly his waist was straightened.

Chen Qingming completely annoyed him.

"Okay!" Zhuang Yan immediately moved the bullet box to the throwing line when he heard this.

"Hey! I'm still excited!" Chen Qingming frowned and his smile became even colder. "The training ground should be used for the most capable people. Li Chuangcheng, you just have that little urine. Do you dare to compete with me for who can shoot farther? You can shoot farther than me, and I will leave here immediately without any silence! If you don't have the ability, why are you pretending to be a big-tail wolf?!"

Li Chuangcheng was so angry that he was so angry.

Unfortunately, his skills are still inferior to others.

He knew very well that he was definitely not as good as Chen Qingming, the squad leader of the combat squad 3, but he was absolutely unwilling to be humiliated if he gave in this way.

"Do you dare to come?" Chen Qingming gained the upper hand again, smiled proudly, and looked at the kitchen squad leader Li Chuangcheng who had no choice but to hold him.

Li Chuangcheng's face turned red and white, and he was not right to stand there, nor was he not left.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zhuang Yan was secretly anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

His level is not even comparable to Li Chuang in Chengdu, let alone Chen Qingming, the third squad leader?

Strength is strength! If not, it is not possible!

Just as Zhuang Yan and Li Chuangcheng were both depressed, things suddenly changed unexpectedly.

A scattered and smooth sound came from outside the field.
Chapter completed!