Special Years

Chapter 163: Veteran's Baby

That's how things turned out.

The two of you shook hands and made peace at the end.

It's hard to tell right from wrong with something like this.

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt that he admired Zhou Huping.

As a squadron leader, when managing over 100 students who are over-energized, you can't always take everything seriously.

Kindness doesn't control soldiers, but it's too strict, and always staring at those trivial things seems like a mother-in-law. Soldiers like simple people.

Just like the team leader Wen Zhixing and the instructor Wang Chenglin, there are more than 400 people in the entire teaching team, and it is estimated that there are very few who really like the instructor Lao Wang.

Like Zhou Huping, he not only punished Lao Mianfu and Wang Datong, but also did not follow the routine of those officers who would scold him at every turn and then corporal punishment.

Save trouble and effort, but also convinced and oral.

This is called a rare confusion, a surprise victory.

Old confused why he started beating Wang Datong, Zhuang Yan has never figured out this matter.

Of course, the old confused will not say, who asked him why, he said that he was not used to seeing Wang Datong molesting female soldiers.

Wang Datong is full of grievances, isn't he just singing a little song? How did you become a hooligan?

Fortunately, the heavy training quickly faded things down quickly.

In the summer of this year, the weather was weird, it was either rain or sun exposure, and I never tried to see the real wind and sunshine.

Zhuang Yan doesn't like rain, and although the hot sun is not good, it's better than the training of Dao Tiang.

The coaching team will never abandon the original training plan because of the weather.

Even on rainy days, all kinds of professional trainings fly up.

In the words of the squadron leader Zhou Huping, do you not need to train on rainy days? Don't even think about it, if there is a war in the future, wouldn't the enemy not attack in rainy weather? Can the war stop when it rains?

There is absolutely no way to refute this statement.

The purpose of military training is to protect the family and the country.

If an aggressor really comes to your door, how can they tell you that it is rainy and sunny, and it will be correct.

The pressure is increasing, but the motivation is also increasing.

Zhuang Yan found that it is not a matter of whether you want to train or not, but the atmosphere of the entire teaching team makes you have to train hard.

Since the military competition of the group army will be held after the National Day in October, as the students in the teaching team, they are all the elites of the company. To put it bluntly, everyone has a dream of being a top player.

Those who can reach the top standard in the group army competition can get a top training gold medal. With this gold medal, there is a high probability that they will be awarded third-class merit by their company at the end of the year.

Moreover, those who entered the top three in the military competition of the group army, that is, the training elite of the group army, have the opportunity to be promoted as the target.

Tigan is basically the dream in the hearts of most students in the teaching brigade.

Therefore, the solemn discovery teaching brigade began to see a wave of self-training. After the first month of elimination, the commandos were disbanded. They can all stay, and they all meet the standards, so the commando has completed its historical mission.

However, the official commando team established by the brigade disappeared, but a spontaneous commando team appeared among the students.

Every day at noon, there is an hour of rest, and there is also an hour of rest between after dinner and night training.

These two hours are extremely precious.

However, Zhuang Yan was surprised to find that at noon every day, the obstacle course, the bomb-dropping **** outside the gate of the teaching team, and the five-kilometer route were still overcrowded.

He was surprised how crazy these people were!

The training intensity of the teaching team is already very high, but these people actually consciously add drama to themselves?

Omg!

He simply couldn't understand.

He didn't find the answer until one day, when he saw the old confused squatting beside his bed, quietly sewing something with the front.

"Old confused!"

Zhuang Yan walked over lightly, and suddenly shouted.

The old confused was startled, the needle stabbed his finger at once, and a blood flower oozes out.

"Scared me! I said solemnly, can you speak softly and frighten people to death?"

"Okay, with your courage, I used to think you were timid, but when you beat someone up that day, I saw that you were fiercer than a tiger." Zhuang Yan said.

When the old matter was brought up again, the old man blushed and lowered his head.

Zhuang Yan saw Lao Dian like this, and didn't want to embarrass him, so he changed the subject and said, "What are you doing? It's mysterious."

Said, his eyes fell on the needlework in the hands of the old confused.

I thought it was sewing clothes.

The students of the teaching team, no amount of clothes are enough to wear, so everyone try to save as much as possible, and mend as much as they can. Some people even wear tattered clothes on their bodies. Anyway, they are all men here, even if your crotch is torn and exposed. No one cares about you.

In addition, the brigade knows the training intensity of the trainees. Although the instructor, Lao Wang, is very perverted in the discipline of housekeeping and daily attire, the attire during the training period is not so strict.

Unexpectedly, the old confused seam was not something like a training uniform or camouflage uniform at all, but a strange black bag that looked like a vest, but it didn't look like it when you looked closely.

"What's the matter?"

Without further ado, Zhuang Yan grabbed the thing directly from the old confused hand and shook it away in front of his eyes.

"Don't mess around, I haven't finished sewing yet." The old confused protested.

Looking at the "vest" in front of him, Zhuang Yan was a little dumbfounded.

It was indeed a vest, hand-stitched, with long, slender bags that seemed to fit things inside.

"Vest?"

The old confused said: "Give it back to me!"

Zhuang Yan said: "You tell me what to do, and I will return it to you immediately. I will never break my promise."

The old man was confused and did not hide it, and said, "It's a sand vest for weight-bearing, it's a set, and there are hand bindings and foot bindings."

After speaking, he pulled out a stack of unfinished cloth strips from the bottom of the bed and showed it to the solemn.

Zhuang Yan took a closer look at each item, full of confusion, and asked, "Why do you use this thing? Are you fighting?"

He thought it was like the protective gear on those fighters he saw on TV.

so similar.

"You can use it as a protective gear, this thing..."

As he spoke, he took the sandbags back from the solemn hand.

"This is a treasure in the army. It is the experience passed down from generations of veterans, and it is almost omnipotent."

"Hey!" The solemn interest was aroused, he sat down beside the old confused, and asked, "Tell me, what's the use."

The old confused said: "As you said just now, it can be used as a protective gear, but it can also be used to enhance the strength of the limbs and the jumping ability. Anyway, it is omnipotent."

Zhuang Yan thought about it for a while, and seemed to understand what the old confused was talking about.

"You mean, wear this stuff on your body and train? For strength?"

"That's right." The old confused began to immerse himself in needlework again.

Zhuang Yan was stunned to the side, and after a while, he came back to his senses and said, "I said, why are you doing this?"

"Of course I'm training myself!" The old man answered the solemn question without thinking.

Zhuang Yan curled his lips and said, "I understand, another master who is going to be admitted to the military academy."

The old confused stopped what he was doing and said, "I'm going to take the military academy... I'm afraid I won't have a chance..."

Solemnly asked: "Why didn't you have a chance?"

The old confused said: "My culture class is not good... The college entrance examination was a mess, and I missed a lot. To continue working in the army, the only way is to improve."

Dry?

This word, Zhuang Yan has been mentioned countless times since he enlisted in the army.

Yin Xiancong, Chen Qingming, Luo Xiaoming...

Of course, it also includes his old friend Xu Xingguo.

They all seemed to be thinking about it in their own way.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but say: "Old confused, I actually want to ask, why are so many people taking the military academy, and the military academy is so good?"

The old confused head didn't lift his head and said, "You don't understand... ah..."

He sighed and said, "A few of the soldiers who came to the army had really good readings? If they did, they all went to college. Who would come to the army to endure this hardship? Those who came to the army, or they didn't get admitted to college. If you pass the test, you will have to pay for it yourself. You can’t afford it. When you go to the military academy, the state provides meals and tuition fees, and you can become an officer when you get out. You’re a professional soldier… let’s…”

He stopped sewing, looked at Zhuang Yan and said, "There is an old saying somewhere, that a good man is not a soldier, and a good iron is not a nail. We may sound angry, but if you think about it, it is right. To a certain extent, we are indeed A loser in the college entrance examination."

Majestic didn't like to listen to these words, and said: "I feel that you are confused by your words, which really ruins my prestige. Who said that a good man should not be a soldier? I think I am pretty good! Before joining the army, I was in my brother's company. Controlling the team, my monthly salary is only a few thousand, and there are other shares and incomes, which are better than many small bosses now, don't I also come to be a soldier?"

The old man looked at Zhuang Yan in a daze, and suddenly showed a simple and honest smile: "You are an outlier, Zhuang Yan, you can't represent everyone, it's like one in 10,000 people is crazy, you can't say that everyone is crazy... Also, I I heard that you were tricked into becoming a soldier by your father, right?"

"Fuck! What you said..."

On the topic of "a good man should not be a soldier" or "a good man should be a soldier", Zhuang Yan and Laohuo didn't come to a conclusion.

However, he was interested in things like the sand vest and leggings in the old confused hands.

The most important thing is that the old confused also told him that the trainees who recently taught the brigade to go crazy training themselves every day at noon and after dinner actually had a very simple purpose. , I also want to show my skills in that competition, that award, make a contribution.

Although Zhuang Yan was not very interested in Tigan, he was still quite interested in honor.

There is also the will to win.

That guy Xu Xingguo is definitely going to the group army competition in October. He has also been seen in the training at noon and after dinner recently.

He didn't expect to see Xu Xingguo's chest covered with military medals, dangling in front of him with a dazed appearance, but his chest was still blank.

Since I can do the eight exercises myself, and the training is not too bad!

Why can't you fight for yourself?

Thinking of this~lightnovelpub.net~, he asked the old man where he could get the materials for making sand vests and leggings. He learned that the old oil store had finished products for sale, so he hurried to the small store and immediately bought one. Set it back.

After filling the equipment yard with sand, Zhuang Yan put a full set of leggings, hand bindings and a sand vest on his body, only to realize that this thing is really not simple.

Now, he has at least twenty pounds on him!

Going to the obstacle course to try the obstacle, Zhuang Yan felt that it was at least one-third to one-half of the time slower than usual.

Movements became clumsy, and bounce height took a big hit.

After wearing it for about half an hour, he took it off, and suddenly found that the whole person actually had a light and floating feeling, as if he could fly!

Depend on!

It was only then that he understood the reason why the old confused said this thing was a treasure.

This thing is really amazing!