At about twelve o'clock, Yan Changsheng woke up. He was about to ask Xiang Hui to get up and pee, but Xiang Hui quickly got up, found a shoe beside the bed, took out a small bird and poured water into it.

During the training, the deep-cut training shoes provided by the troops were better able to carry cargo. They were not full after a pee, but the uppers were soaked with urine.

Yan Changsheng smiled silently and huddled under the quilt. In the shitty mountain den, it was hot during the day and so cold at night that he had to cover himself with the quilt. In the dead of night, Yan Changsheng thought of Lai Juan, fierce, bold, and seductive... Lai Juan is a good woman, and he will never leave her forever.

She didn't expect that the obligation to perform military service would fall on him. He could tell the difference between everyone in the family. Since it was his turn, he came without hesitation. However, being plotted by Huai Qiang left a knot in his heart.

When you encounter a hurdle, you can't climb over it.

The wake-up call sounded, and amidst the busy wake-up calls, Xiang Hui's very angry voice came: "Which bastard did something so immoral that he wet my shoes, wanted to challenge me openly, and was plotting behind his back?"

Let me look down upon you!"

Yan Changsheng had a quick eye and was relieved when he saw that Xiang Hui's quilt was clean.

After the team gathered, Yan Changsheng looked at Xiang Hui's feet. He had changed to wearing shallow-top military shoes. Although it was slightly illegal, it also showed that Xiang Hui was not stupid. Before training, each person was given two pairs of shoes and one pair of deep-top shoes.

A pair of shallow tops! I know how to change them.

After the formation training was complete, the next training was targeting. A group of people lay on the ground in a large area, facing several human-shaped targets in front of them, three points and one line.

Yan Changsheng had served as a militiaman and was very familiar with rifles. He had excellent results in shooting movable targets, so he became a lifelong friend of the county armed forces minister. When it was his turn to shoot, he felt eager to get familiar with it. He lay down on the ground and the three points suddenly formed a line.

, obviously much more comfortable and mature than when he was a militiaman. Yan Changsheng doesn't like to show off, but he has a habitual shortcoming. When three points are in a straight line, he can't help but hug the dog's legs. The platoon leader heard the sound of collision many times during the inspection.

It was discovered that the sound came from Yan Changsheng.

Seeing that the sound of the collision did not affect the training of other comrades, the platoon leader endured the meal and then asked: "Yan Changsheng, why do you frequently pull the trigger during training?"

When Yan Changsheng told him that every three points and one line, he couldn't help it.

The platoon leader was startled. He remembered that he didn't stay with Yan Changsheng for long, and the average time between collisions was no more than five seconds.

However, the platoon leader did not criticize Yan Changsheng. He was a mule or a horse. He could tell immediately when he went to target practice.

Xiang Hui wet his shoes for several days in a row. Someone reported it to the platoon leader. The platoon leader checked the post at night and saw a plastic bucket in front of Xiang Hui's bed. It was a waste product used in the kitchen and had been cleaned. He asked Yan

Changsheng "Who put this here?"

Yan Changsheng admitted that he had put it there.

The platoon leader said, "Did you know that Xiang Hui reported to me yesterday that every time you eat fish greedily, you also take his share?"

Yan Changsheng shook his head and said he didn't know. The platoon leader stared at the black boy, wondering what he wanted to say. Finally, he patted Yan Changsheng on the shoulder and said nothing. After all, he was the squad leader he chose and he still believed in his vision.

One week of lying down and aiming was changed to standing shooting training, and the next week is kneeling shooting training! Yan Changsheng couldn't believe that there are so many tricks in shooting. If you stand shooting for a long time, your hands will keep shaking. The platoon leader taught everyone a lesson

The method is to hang a brick on the barrel of the gun. It emphasizes in-depth training and is not a necessary training item. Interested and hard-working comrades can practice it!

They are all soldiers from the countryside, who can't endure hardships? If the platoon leader didn't say it, there might be a lazy guy who didn't lift bricks, and he said it in public. Whoever doesn't lift bricks is the one who can't endure hardships!

Holding the gun with one hand, three hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon, there was an emergency gathering at night, a morning exercise, and a five-kilometer run. It was enough for them, but standing there with half a brick hanging under the gun...it was really hard to hold on?

Three days later, his left hand swelled accordingly. Yan Changsheng could not escape the pain. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. It rained heavily at night. Yan Changsheng woke up and heard the heavy rain outside. He was worried about his boss.

Taking advantage of the weather, he had to train again. Before he could stop thinking, the emergency rally call sounded. Yan Changsheng jumped up, put on his clothes and folded the quilt. Thinking of the raincoat handed out last night, he also put it on and ran to the door to urge the soldiers.

Wear your clothes as soon as possible and leave the barracks. Rain falls from the sky. The soldiers who went out were immediately drenched. Some of them went out and were drenched again. More soldiers hesitated there. Yan Changsheng shouted, "The military order has fallen like a mountain. Everyone, follow me to gather."

Plunge into the rain.

He was wearing a raincoat, and the rain pattered on it. He ran fast, and the raindrops hit his face. After running for more than ten steps, he had to rub his hands on his face to clean the rainwater on his eyebrows and eyelashes, otherwise he would not be able to tell the direction.

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With Yan Changsheng taking the lead, all three squads of soldiers arrived. The only drawback was that only four people wore raincoats, and nine people stuck their heads out to get wet!

The cadre regiment cleared out all the soldiers who hesitated at the door of the barracks. The company commander made a speech. The rain was heavy and most of the soldiers couldn't hear clearly. However, the soldiers heard him shouting "go" after waving his hands. Following his gesture, the deputy company commander took the lead.

Starting to run, the team shuttled through the rain. After a while, the military shoes accumulated water, and they made a squeaking sound as they took a step.

The mountain road was slippery, and two soldiers slipped down the hillside. The platoon leader ordered the squad leaders not to allow anyone to rescue them, but to just head towards the target and leave everything to the recovery team behind!

Who the hell chose this mountain road? The red mud is like lubricant, slipping step by step, and from time to time the cry of a soldier falling down can be heard.

Xiang Hui is a big man and has difficulty walking. He has fallen down several times and his body is covered with red mud. He still grits his teeth and persists, stumbling and not falling behind.

Yan Changsheng usually wakes up early in the morning and sets off late in the evening at home. He has seen a lot of bad weather and is used to walking on such a road. He is cautious and carries four more rifles from soldiers and walks forward step by step.

The rain gradually subsided. When we reached our destination, we turned back. It was already dawn. Except for Yan Changsheng, the soldiers were like mud monkeys. They counted their numbers. Yan Changsheng's squad was missing one soldier. Xiang Hui confirmed that the little Han Fan slipped down.

Lu Ji, because he had orders, did not dare to rescue. Yan Changsheng returned the three extra rifles on his back to the soldiers. After receiving the order from his superiors, he immediately took a shower, changed clothes, shoes and hats, and prepared for morning exercises!

Soldiers often complained, meaning that it was unreasonable to spend the middle of the night, not being allowed to catch up on sleep, and having to do drills. But everyone knew in their hearts that military orders were overwhelming, and they complained, complained, and even cursed their mothers, which made them angry.

I had to follow the instructions from my superiors, and I was reluctant to take a shower.

They lined up lazily. The battalion commander stood up majestically. He immediately noticed that morale was low and asked the three companies to start a singing competition. The soldiers were so angry that they had no problem with their nerves. They were so dizzy that they went to sing in the early morning.

! After three rounds of competition, when watching again, the spirits of the soldiers were lifted. The battalion commander said happily: "Comrades, we trained in the rain today. A total of thirty-nine classes were put in. At the end of the training, the recovery team collected a total of 100 people who slid down the hillside.

There are 71 soldiers. The second squad of the third platoon of the company is the only squad that returned with full strength from this operation. Two squads are missing one soldier. The squad that slid down the hill the most will not be nominated today, leaving four soldiers behind. I am blushing and blushing. Let me tell you.
Chapter completed!