Reborn in 1977

Chapter 87: Who Could Resist This Temptation?

At this time, the sky wasn't yet bright; there was only a hint of dawn, but the road was visible.

Chen Fan, leaning on his dog-beating stick, strode forward quickly. When the sky finally brightened, he arrived at Team 5 of Lujiawan.

Looking back at the empty, misty fields, Chen Fan chuckled.

If he walked back and forth like this every day, it should improve his physique quite a bit, right?

Turning around and continuing forward, as he passed through the woods, some early-rising dogs ran over to wag their tails at him.

After walking along the dirt path and greeting the old man sitting at his doorstep, he soon arrived at the entrance of the brigade headquarters.

He had thought that it was so early, there shouldn't be many people at the brigade headquarters.

But before he even entered the courtyard, through the open gate, he saw Zhang Wenliang leading a dozen or so strong young men practicing boxing inside.

They weren't shouting 'huh huh ha hey'; each of them had a serious expression, their lips tightly sealed. With each forceful punch and kick, they occasionally let out a barely audible grunt.

Moreover, each person was very serious, ignoring Chen Fan standing at the door, meticulously practicing their moves.

Their performance was very different from the image of farmers he had seen several times before.

Xiao Liewen strolled around beside them, holding a bamboo whip in his hand. If anyone's movements weren't standard, he would lash out with the whip.

Seeing the whip strike people, Chen Fan couldn't help but shiver.

Xiao Liewen turned his head and walked over with a hearty laugh, "Little Chen is here."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He used to call him Master Chen, but now that he was a broadcaster, he had become Little Chen.

But a smile quickly appeared on his face, and he hurried to greet him, "Good morning, Captain Xiao."

Speaking of which, he, this broadcaster, was also a staff member of the brigade headquarters, and he was making a living under their command. There was nothing wrong with being called Little Chen.

Xiao Liewen walked a few steps closer and said with a smile, "Early, early, early. It's good that you're here so early. Today is your first day broadcasting, so you need to debug the equipment a little earlier so that it doesn't affect the on-time broadcast."

Chen Fan said, "Yes, yes."

He walked inside while asking, "Brother Sanhu and the others are exercising?"

Xiao Liewen glanced at the group of people, turned his head, and smiled, "Singing requires constant practice, and boxing requires constant training. This training can't be delayed for a single day. If you don't practice your skills well, how can you be a good militiaman and defend the country?!"

Chen Fan's face stiffened. Were the requirements for militiamen so high now?

Seeing that he kept watching the militiamen training, Xiao Liewen's eyes turned slightly, and he carefully sized him up, and an idea came to his mind.

He walked two steps closer and said with a smile, "Little Chen, do you want to be a soldier?"

Chen Fan turned his head, blinked, "Huh? ... Ah!"

But Xiao Liewen clicked his tongue, "It's a pity, militiamen also need a political review, you can't join."

Chen Fan stared at him blankly. Then why did you ask?

Xiao Liewen thought for a while and then said, "But if you're interested, you can also train with them. You can also follow along during the field training. Consider it an unlisted member."

Unlisted member?

The militiamen were already unlisted members of the regular army, and now you're giving me an unlisted member of the unlisted members?

Am I an alien?

Chen Fan silently complained in his heart, and just as he was about to refuse, he heard Xiao Liewen continue to say,

"Don't underestimate the unlisted members. Although there is no formal militia establishment, you are not subject to post restrictions. You can shoot guns if you want to shoot guns, and you can fire cannons if you want to fire cannons. If you are willing, you can even push a cannon to blast fish. And you don't have to follow them on patrol, how great."

The next second, Chen Fan swallowed the words of refusal and smiled ingratiatingly, "Can I still shoot guns?"

Xiao Liewen looked at him and deliberately said with a straight face, "What a joke, what kind of militiaman is a militiaman who can't shoot guns? Mr. Li said that 700 million people are 700 million soldiers. Our militiamen must be able to work and train at the same time. At critical moments, everyone can step up and drive away any invaders. If you don't practice your skills well, how can you step up when something really happens?"

Of course, Chen Fan knew that the militiamen didn't need to step up, at least the mainland militiamen had no chance to face the enemy directly.

But there was a chance to shoot guns and fire cannons!

How many men don't like this kind of thing?

He immediately said without hesitation, "Okay, then I'll be an unlisted soldier!"

As long as he could shoot guns, being an alien was pretty good too.

Xiao Liewen nodded vigorously, "Yes, that's great."

After a pause, he added, "In this way, you should come earlier in the morning. They start at 6 o'clock, so you should also arrive at 6 o'clock and do morning exercises with Sanhuzi and the others.

When militia training is carried out, you can also practice guns and cannons together.

But there is a small request, in addition to training, you must ensure the normal use of the communication radio and troubleshoot minor faults."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was stunned.

So that's your plan? Let me be a free technician?

I knew there was no free lunch in the world!

Xiao Liewen patted him on the shoulder, smiling like a simple and honest old farmer, "Young man has energy, that's great. If you perform well, you can also participate in the evaluation and awards during the militia competition."

Chen Fan asked with a forced smile, "What are the prizes?"

Xiao Liewen thought for a while, "Last year it was a 90% new Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, and the year before last it was a Browning pistol."

Chen Fan was a little curious, "What are Type 56 and Browning pistol?"

Xiao Liewen's face stiffened slightly, and he looked at him sideways, "You don't even know this?"

Chen Fan shook his head as if he had done something wrong, "I haven't heard of it."

Xiao Liewen smiled secretly in his heart. It's good if he hasn't heard of it. It's better to fool him if he hasn't heard of it.

He immediately said kindly, "Type 56 is the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle. This type of rifle is the main rifle type of our main force. It's easy to use. Every soldier wants to have his own Type 56.

The Browning pistol is a foreign pistol called Browning. Many officers in the Blue Army used to love this. During the anti-Japanese war, they also seized a lot from the Americans. It's much easier to use than the big and expensive Mauser pistol."

He silently added in his heart, it's just that it doesn't shoot as far as the Mauser pistol. The effective range of the Mauser pistol is 75 meters, and it can shoot more than 100 meters if you attach the stock. The Browning pistol only has a maximum range of 50 meters, which is too much difference!

Hearing the explanation, Chen Fan suddenly understood that it turned out to be the Type 56 rifle and the Browning pistol, which were both classic gun types.

His eyes turned slightly, and he asked curiously, "Using this as a prize, is it issued to individuals?"

Xiao Liewen nodded, "Yes, it is issued to individuals."

After a pause, he grinned and smiled, "As long as you don't leave the militia, the gun will be kept by the individual until you withdraw and leave, then you need to hand over the gun. After all, you are no longer a militiaman, so you can't just take the gun."

Little stars flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he silently calculated in his heart, even if he could only keep it for a while, it would be fine. This was a real gun. Who could resist this temptation?!

Anyway, he couldn't.

Xiao Liewen suddenly raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Oh, it's only a quarter of an hour before 7 o'clock. Hurry up and go up to prepare for work."

Chen Fan came back to his senses and hurried inside, "Oh, oh."

Xiao Liewen folded his hands behind his back, his face full of triumphant smiles.

Hmph, I knew no man doesn't love guns.

Let's see if you kid doesn't work hard for me!

As for what to do if Chen Fan really wins the militia competition?

Didn't I just say that the gun can only be issued to militiamen for safekeeping? He doesn't have a militia establishment, so how can he keep the gun?!

Just then, Chen Fan's shout suddenly came from inside, "Captain Xiao, the door is locked, I can't get in."

Xiao Liewen glared and turned his head and shouted, "Everyone, train hard, no slacking off."

Then he strode inside, "Coming, coming."