Special Years

The solemn worry is not without reason.

In the third squadron, Luo Xiaoming was no ordinary squad leader.

Although he is still a third-year soldier and has the rank of sergeant, he is indeed the most elite squad leader in the entire third squadron.

In the army, if you can call you a soldier, it proves that you are indeed talented or worthy of appreciation by others.

This word sounds vulgar, but it is not a curse word, and even a kind of compliment.

Zhuang Yan doesn't know much about Luo Xiaoming's history, but he has heard a little about it.

It is said that this Roban leader is a well-known training top of the 1st division teaching team. He has achieved top-notch standards in many subjects. The bombing is 78 meters, and the 400-meter obstacle has also reached 1 minute and 30 seconds. What is even more frightening is that the shooting is already a special shooter.

In addition, he is also the squad leader of the infantry tactical subject demonstration class of the entire division.

It is not uncommon to be at the top level in one or two subjects, but it is rare to reach the top level in many subjects. The quality of this kind of soldier is terribly balanced.

The most unfortunate thing about Luo Xiaoming, who has been blessed with multiple halos, is that he did not get second-class merit.

In times of peace, it is not an easy task to achieve second-class merit. It is very unlikely that soldiers will get second-class merit. Except for special circumstances, it seems that the only way to go is the military competition.

However, the military competition is only held once every five years, and most of the soldiers did not even wait for a chance to show their skills before returning home with backpacks.

In solemn eyes, Luo Xiaoming, the acting district captain and the seventh squad leader, is not an ordinary squad leader, and he absolutely cannot offend him.

The next morning, according to the training plan, the training subject of the third district team was tactical basic training.

The so-called tactical basic training is actually simple and simple, and it is neither simple nor simple.

It is simple because the most basic postures and movements of tactics are very simple, such as low-profile crawl, kneeling crawl, high-profile crawl, roll forward, leap forward and so on.

It is not difficult to learn, but it is not easy to learn.

And like the 400-meter obstacle, tactical basic movement training is one of the subjects that every infantryman hates.

This is the subject that wears out training clothing and causes the most trauma.

Participating in tactical training, almost every soldier will be injured, and it is a trivial matter to break the skin.

This morning. The students of the third district team climbed under the barbed wire using three movements: low, kneeling, and high until after ten o'clock, and almost everyone's elbows were oozing blood.

A piece of skin was cut open on the back of the solemn wrist, and it looked terrifying.

"Okay, enough time!" Luo Xiaoming looked at the stopwatch and announced the end of the basic tactical training. "It's okay to climb, and I hope you will have the same speed and standard for the assessment. Don't give me diarrhea at the critical moment!"

Hearing that the training can be finished, Zhuang Yan was immediately relieved. Now everyone looks like a mud monkey, with sweat mixed with sand and yellow mud. It looks like a bunch of beggars.

"Xiao Ming, do you want to take it back to the row room for a rest?" Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, asked.

Luo Xiaoming looked at his watch and frowned, "It's only half past ten, it seems to be early."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look around.

The solemn heart hangs again.

This shows that Luo Xiaoming is looking for something to do.

Well, looking for something to do.

This is not a good sign.

Sure enough, Luo Xiaoming soon made a new discovery.

The first team was training obstacles in the obstacle course not far from the tactical field, and the shouts came one after another, which was very lively.

Wang Datong touched Zhuang Yan with his arm and said, "It's paralyzed, it's over, the seventh is going to create obstacles."

"Old Seven" is the nickname given to Luo Xiaoming privately by the students of the third district team.

Zhuang Yan answered Wang Datong with a bitter look: "I'm not blind! I saw it!"

Luo Xiaoming walked to the obstacle course, stopped and watched for a while, then suddenly turned around and blew a whistle at the soldiers on the tactical field, shouting, "Come here and gather!"

After the team had assembled at the obstacle course, Luo Xiaoming grabbed the lanyard of the stopwatch in his hand, put it in his hand and swung it around in a circle, walking to Li Biao, the captain of the first district, and said, "Captain of the first district, our district How about a 400-meter obstacle confrontation between the team and your regional team?"

In the army, there is a saying, who can do it or not, and compare it on the training ground.

"Yo! It's rare that the seventh squad leader is in good spirits!"

As the captain of District 1, Li Biao had no reason not to take the call, and he blew the whistle to gather the team.

"All the members of the first district team come and gather! The brothers of our third district team are going to compare obstacles with us!"

The squad leaders of the first district team heard that the third district team came to the door to make a match.

"Everyone has come to gather and gather!"

"Hurry up!"

"Make a move with the third district team and let them know the level of our first district team!"

Under the instigation of the squad leaders, all the students of the first district team rushed to the starting point of the obstacle course and lined up, eager to try, and eagerly watched the soldiers of the third district team.

The obstacle course of the teaching brigade is the most standard obstacle course with the most runways in the entire 1st Division.

Four parallel, four people can run at the same time.

"Squad leader seven, what are you going to do? Group fight or one-on-one!?" The captain of the first district is also a young second lieutenant. .

Soldiers are a bit wild, and their favorite is the competition, not to mention that everyone wants to earn a face, they are all pre-provisioned squad leaders, and no one lacks arms or legs more than others.

"Of course it's one-on-one! Fighting in groups is not the style of our three-district team!" Luo Xiaoming waved his hand, "Let's put two people at a time, our district team and your district team just have the same number of people, both are 36, right?"

"That's right!" said the captain of the first district.

"Then one-on-one, just match 36 pairs, and see who wins the most." Luo Xiaoming looked at the captain of the first district with a smile, and said with a certain attitude: "How about it? Dare?"

"Turtle son dare not!" The captain of the first district said to the squad leader under him: "Place a long dragon, all the way in a column, occupying the No. 1 runway!"

The soldiers of the first district team were all lined up at the starting point of runway 1 at once. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Luo Xiaoming pointed to runway No. 2 and said to all the students in the third district team: "See? The brothers in the first district team are so confident, how can we let them down in the third district team? Give me the column all the way. Line up!"

Zhuang Yan and others could only follow in a column all the way to the starting point of runway 2.

"Nima..." Zhuang Yan's weakest is the 400-meter obstacle. This time he is comparing what he is most afraid of. This is really what he is afraid of.

"Before the run, I want to remind everyone." Luo Xiaoming walked around the students of the third district team with a stopwatch, and said, "The one-month deadline has passed quickly, and at the end of the month, we will reunify the whole team. I think you all know the importance without my nonsense, today I will test your results in advance, if not, I will practice to the death this week until I pass.”

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and his eyes flicked across the solemn face.

"Sports competition focuses on participation, but our soldiers' games are different. We compare military subjects. Military subjects are set up for future wars. Fighting requires hard work, so the games between soldiers must be won, and we will see you later. The comrades who lose should pay attention, but I will punish them..."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help shivering in his heart, and tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran over and stepped on it, and it was already messy.

He didn't know who he was going to fight against, and he still had the confidence to win most of the people in the Eighth Company, but here, everyone is a pre-provisioned monitor student, and they are all outstanding, and some are even top performers. Ace, you can't play yourself at all.

Paralysis, this is the end of the section.

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