Before lunch that day, during the routine lecture time, Zhang Jianxing solemnly announced that he agreed to the cooking class to join the training team selection competition.

Once the news was announced, everyone covered their mouths and snickered.

To put it bluntly, there is only one veteran in the cooking class, Zhu Dekang, who is arrogant, and there is also a solemn who often stabs the basket at critical moments, and what about the others?

Others are not considered serious soldiers in the eyes of the soldiers of the whole company's combat squad, at most they are logistics personnel.

The logistics staff came and competed with the platoon to teach the team's indicators?

What an international joke!

Laughing and laughing, Zhu Dekang was determined. From that day on, the Eighth Lian Cooking Class insisted on training with the class platoon every day.

On this day, Chen Qingming led the team out for training, and Niu Dali ran over while laughing.

"The cooking class is throwing bombs over there, do you want to take a look?"

As he spoke, a look of disdain flashed across his face.

Chen Qingming said: "What to see, what to see..."

Suddenly he asked again: "By the way, how many meters did that boy Zhuang Yan throw?"

"The water is going to kill you!" Niu Dali said, "I tried desperately to throw a few times, and they were all about 41 meters, which is far from Xu Xingguo, and it can't even be serious."

Xu Xingguo's bombing has always been excellent. The recruits have already dropped 48 meters for the first time, and their arm strength is amazing.

Now after a period of training, the performance has already exceeded 55 meters.

"Humph!" Chen Qingming laughed with some schadenfreude, "I said, our old monitor Zhu is just doing nothing at all. The pig died. It is estimated that he took the cooking gang as his pig."

Speaking of this, I finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"As I said, pigs are always pigs. I know the solemn bombing. I have taken him before. His arm strength is not as good as Xu Xingguo's, and he has not mastered the essentials of movements. Now it is less than a month before the selection of the teaching team. They have tossed, so what if Lao Zhu is a top trainer, military training is not something that can be practiced overnight, and if you are in a hurry, I will see what tricks they can practice."

Niu Dali couldn't help but say: "But Zhuang Yan, I really appreciate his shooting subjects, he is basically the best in the whole company."

Chen Qingming said: "Yes, I admit this, this kid has a certain talent, but don't forget to teach the team the basic conditions for selecting personnel. Excellence is a basic condition. Shouldn't he be sent, otherwise he will go to the coaching team, and he will be returned to the original team after the elimination period of the previous month, where do you think our company commander's face will be put?"

Niu Dali couldn't stop nodding. He had been to the teaching team, and of course he knew the rules and regulations.

The teaching team is an elimination system, and the first month of physical training is to require the students who come to participate in the pre-scheduled monitor to meet the most basic physical fitness standards.

If he fails to meet the requirements in a month of assault training, or if he is too poor, he will be eliminated and returned.

Being returned is a very embarrassing thing, and it also affects the company's backbone training plan.

Therefore, the grassroots companies are very careful when selecting the squad leader seedlings, and try to choose the best soldiers to avoid mistakes in time.

Among the recruits of the Eighth Company, the solemn training is still good, but his biggest problem is that he is partial.

In infantry professional training, he and Xu Xingguo's achievements were on a par, and even better in shooting, but there were some gaps in common subjects, mainly 400-meter obstacles and 5-kilometer armed off-road.

Xu Xingguo is worthy of being the top of the sports school. No one can compare his physical advantages. Running five kilometers can throw Majestic by hundreds of meters, and the 400-meter obstacle has already reached the excellent one minute and fifty seconds stipulated in the outline. The results are very valuable among the recruits who have just left the company.

Chen Qingming was right.

The solemn partiality made Zhu Dekang crazy.

"Bring your wrists! Fasten your wrists! Fasten your wrists!" On the side of the training ground, Zhu Dekang put his hands on his hips and pointed at the solemnity in the field. People were jumping around like a grumpy kangaroo.

The grenade flew 40 meters in the air and smashed to the ground.

"40 meters!"

Xu Xingxing shouted in the distance, reporting the distance.

This is a good grade.

The standard of excellence is 45 meters.

Several soldiers in the cooking squad who were waiting in line to drop bombs laughed.

Someone whispered: "Zheng Yan's performance is very stable, never lower than 41 meters, but never more than 42 meters."

"I said it all, buckle your wrist, buckle your wrist!" Zhu Dekang rushed into the bombing field and grabbed a grenade in the bomb box.

"Turn around in three steps, twist your waist, send your hips, wave your arms, and buckle your wrists. Either you have a problem here or there, don't you just understand these simple movements? What did you call the wrist buckle just now? You called it beckoning!"

After speaking, he withdrew a few meters with a grenade, briefly took a run, and threw the bomb out.

The grenade made a long arc in the air and landed far away.

"Wow! 75 meters!"

Xu Xingxing screamed, her voice distorted.

More than 70 meters is already the top level of bombing subjects.

Zhu Dekang's casual shot was already 75 meters, which made people's jaw drop.

"Did you see it! That's called bombing, your mother-in-law is called stone throwing by a child!"

Standing solemnly on the spot, ashamed, he murmured, "I seem to have followed the essentials..."

"Fuck it! I doubt whether you have a congenital defect now!" Zhu Dekang's eyes darkened with anger, he picked up a large backpack strap and threw it to Zhuang Yan, "Go! Go under the tree over there and tie the backpack. Belt, practice a thousand bomb-dropping maneuvers!"

Solemn and disheveled, he picked up his backpack and ran away.

Li Chuangcheng said, "Old monitor, calm down. Zhuang Yan's other subjects are not bad. I think they are competitive."

"Competitiveness is a bum!" Zhu Dekang's anger remained undisturbed, "An elite infantry soldier of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, who can't even throw a grenade well, is he still a **** infantryman!?"

Li Chuangcheng said: "His window target and bunker target are still very accurate..."

Infantry grenade throwing is divided into a variety of sub-categories, including long-range throws, in-situ throws, and precision throws.

Among them, the window target and the bunker target are throwing methods that simulate the enemy situation and obstacle setting encountered on the actual battlefield.

Although Zhuang Yan can't throw far, but the bunker target and the window target only require throwing from 30 meters and 35 meters away~lightnovelpub.net~ So there is no problem for him.

"I found that solemnity has a characteristic, subjects that require strength and endurance are not good, and subjects in terms of skills are first-class." Li Chuangcheng added.

Zhu Dekang snorted and said, "Tell this to the captain of the coaching team, and see if he will agree that a soldier with a partial subject can get a graduation certificate from him! In one minute and fifty-eight seconds, five kilometers off-road is like climbing. You can only run for 23 and a half minutes. If you drop a bomb, it’s only a few meters away, and you can’t shoot less than 45 meters. The squad leader requires comprehensive quality, not partiality. Soldier! This is the most basic requirement!"

As he talked, Zhu Dekang's neck became thick with excitement.

After a long time, he sighed: "No, if things go on like this, we won't be able to reach the level of coaching the team in a month. The company didn't want him to go. If his grades are too bad, he will definitely be kicked out! I think a way..."

Li Chuangcheng asked, "What can I do?"

Zhu Dekang touched his chin and thought about it for a long time, and said, "Since I'm partial to the subject, and I want to teach the brigade, there is only one way..."