Xiaobing Fang Heng

There was a big event during the recruit company.

That is the Spring Festival.

For the Chinese, the Spring Festival is definitely the biggest festival of the year, and recruits enlist in the army in December, and the three-month military training period can basically catch up with the Spring Festival.

Half a month before the Spring Festival, Yang Yi called people together and asked them what unique musical instruments they were good at. beneficial for future development.

As a result, a platoon really has a large group of young men who like to perform.

Didn't everyone say it outside? Children born in the 90s are a generation that is good at expressing themselves. They show their strengths without hesitation. It is the most youthful era at present.

Some people in the platoon can play the piano, guitar, flute, and even the erhu, but most of them are dancers, hip-hop, basically anyone can do both.

Yang Yi couldn't choose, so he asked them to perform one by one, but the guitar, flute and the like were okay, the piano couldn't do anything, and there were a few jumping up and down saying that they danced well, but they danced out amidst the applause of their comrades-in-arms. A series of handsome and difficult moves.

Yang Yi kept laughing as he watched, and really felt that these boys were full of energy and flamboyantly handsome, but it was really difficult to choose which one to choose.

As soon as he turned his head, Yue Zitong, who hadn't spoken all this time, approached Yang Yi alone, whispered something in his ear, Yang Yi's eyes lit up, and he really nodded.

Since Yue Zitong said the idea, it was natural for Yue Zitong to arrange the plan, so Fang Heng and Hou Jue were directly approached to participate.

Fang Heng must nod his head, he never misses fun things.

Of course, Hou Jue had no objection, so he agreed.

Two days later, before the end of the training, Yang Yi announced the program of the third row of recruits in the Spring Festival, the barracks fashion show.

Of course, in order to suit the situation of the army, everyone must provide four people to come out in military uniforms and go forward. Then, in order to make the Spring Festival lively, let the recruits brainstorm and come up with whatever is funny or curious. As for the music and some special clothing Yang Yi was in charge, and Yue Zitong assisted in the planning and organization.

As soon as the plan was announced, the people in the platoon applauded.

Yang Yi put up his finger and gave a 'shh' on his lips, and said mysteriously, "Military secrets, whoever dares to miss the letter, find out and beat him to death!"

When Fang Hengzheng was a little excited, he immediately asked, "What about me? Have you found out who it is?" In fact, Fang Heng really didn't think much about it when he was talking, it was just a habit, a choking habit , Do you think Yang Yi is still asking for an investigation?I haven't found out what happened to me so far, so who would believe his threat?

As a result, as soon as these words were said, the scene became cold, and the smile on Yang Yi's face froze.

Fang Heng woke up unnaturally, and made amends, "Everyone has to supervise each other, and the sense of responsibility comes first."

Yang Yi glanced at him, with a smile on his face, "Okay, that's it, disband!"

"Yo~"

However, although it is said to be preparations for the Spring Festival, the training still needs to be grasped, and the grasp is even stricter.

The queue training in the first two months was for individuals, and now we are starting to train for teams.When kicking out with a forward step, you have to use the rope to compare the height, and the toes must be on the same line.

Yang Yi recruited a non-commissioned officer as a temporary deputy platoon. The two of them shouted a few slogans a day and then pulled the rope. When the whole team moved forward, they had to be uniform. Within minutes, once they were caught crooked, they would be scolded so badly that they didn't even dare to stare at others.

Indeed, the recruits have changed a lot in the third month here. Sometimes some people would sigh when they thought of confronting Yang Yi and making trouble in the company commander's office. No one would dare to give them two more courage now.

I was scared by training.

On weekdays, Yang Yi is a nice person, caring about life and emotion, but once he is trained, he is so ruthless that his own son doesn't even recognize him, and he is absolutely not allowed to say a word of no.

It can be said that the word obedience was smashed into their heads by violence, and they were afraid of it.

The training of the recruit company is very simple, it is to learn discipline and practice physical fitness.

Why practice military posture?

It's useless to go to the battlefield in a military posture, but every recruit can't escape this level?

Because military posture is discipline, it is more a means of teaching than the image of a soldier.

Fortunately, the recruits enlist in the army in winter, and fortunately, Chongqing is not too cold.

But in this way, all the people had blisters on their feet and palms, squeezed out the water in the blisters, and it became a cocoon, which was added layer by layer, but within two months, Fang Heng suddenly I feel that I seem to be MAN a lot.The little bit of fat on his body completely disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even need to step on the ladder when he turned over to the upper bunk, and he just flung it up handsomely with a strong hand.

Actually...Fang Heng kneaded his palms together, looked at the muscle texture of his elbows, and was very satisfied. He really felt that although the army was a bit hard, it did train him a lot, at least he liked it very much. own changes now.

Everyone was a little excited the next day.Because Yang Yi said before the dissolution yesterday, live ammunition training will start tomorrow morning.

Just after they had been practicing prone shooting for a week, and after holding the gun for a month, when everyone was waiting to see it and waited for it to become a bullet and stuff it into the barrel of the gun, Master Yang Yi finally opened his mouth...

The shooting range of this military camp is located in a mountain depression five kilometers away. The ground is sandy and there are grasses growing there. However, due to the winter, the color of the grass has turned yellow-green. With the sparse green of the surrounding mountains, it looks a bit barren. a feeling of.

The shooting range was not very big, about the same size as the playground where they were training. There were ten green targets hanging in the distance, and a small hill behind them.

Yang Yi brought five veterans over to assist him, empty-handed all the way, shouting slogans and ran to the shooting range to stand by.

After arriving at the place, Yang Yi stood in front of the team and said the shooting essentials again, but he still refused to give the instruction to start the training. In the end, he said that he had nothing to say, so he simply let them continue to stand here and look at the distant intersection from time to time. glance.

About half an hour later, a dark green jeep drove over, and the company commander got out of the car in style wearing a camouflage training uniform and sunglasses.

Without Jizhu Karma's call, Yang Yi took the veterans to get the guns and set them up on the five shooting lanes, and then he was relieved.

Yang Yi felt that he was almost eaten alive by these young men who were eager to shoot.

The live ammunition shooting of the recruit company is the most prone to safety accidents, so according to the regulations, every recruit who shoots with a gun must be supervised by a squad leader or veteran behind him during recruit training, and the company commander must be present.

Fang Heng listened to Yang Yi repeating what he had just said before, and his eyes could not help but drift towards the company commander. He saw the company commander standing with his hands behind his back, with a satisfied expression on his face, and occasionally followed Yang Yi's words. Nodding his head lightly, he couldn't help but start annoying Yang Yi again, it was too annoying, and he simply didn't care about them competing for performance in front of the company commander.

Fake!Just one word!

After Yang Yi finished speaking, the grouping began, starting from the first row, with five people from tall to short.

Fang Heng was named.

Fang Heng is indeed a bit shorter with Hou Jue, but he is not the shortest in the barracks.

The men in the Southwest area are generally not tall. When recruiting soldiers, they even adjusted their height to 1.62cm. It is not bad for him to stand in the team with his height.

However, he was in the first row, and the first row was a little closer to the taller ones. Because there were not only soldiers from the Southwest in the row, but also many soldiers from other provinces who were diverted to this side, so the height gap in the whole row was very obvious.

After Fang Heng and the other five were called out, they walked to their target positions according to the arrangement, consciously knelt down on one knee and picked up the Bayi Bar, recalled the program in their heads, unloaded the magazine and looked at it, there was no bullet.

At this time, the veteran took out 5 bullets from the magazine and handed them to him, asking him to load the magazines by himself.

Be stingy.

Fang Heng pinched the bullets up one by one, his fingers trembling slightly, he was so excited that he couldn't control it at all.

The veteran seemed to understand his feelings very well, or because the company commander was there, he didn't say anything as if he didn't see it.

Seeing that they were almost loaded with bullets, Yang Yi took one and pinched it vertically between his thumb and index finger to show everyone clearly, "This is a coach bullet. There are three longitudinal grooves on the side of the shell." Then The bottom of the bullet was highlighted again, "This is a rubber bullet, a rubber bullet, which can cause damage to the human body within three meters, so even if it is a coach bullet, it is not allowed to hit the body, especially the eyes!" Then he turned and looked at Fang Heng and the others. ,"Prepare."

Fang Heng immediately lay down on the ground neatly, his feet shoulder-width apart, his toes on the ground, pedaling tightly, his knuckles resting on the ground, holding the gun in one hand, and the index finger in the other hand on the trigger, with his head tilted slightly, he looked at the front sight own target paper.

This movement has been practiced for a week, and it is absolutely standard and natural.

At this time, the veterans squatted down, correcting their slight mistakes until they were perfect, and did not stand up again until they confirmed that everyone's gun butts were firmly pressed against their shoulders.

The veterans reported the end of the test one by one, and Yang Yi said, "Aim...and shoot!"

Fang Heng pressed his finger hard and pulled the trigger.

Almost a flick...

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Four consecutive gunshots were deafening.

All the recruits shrank their necks unconsciously.

All the shooters were shocked, their shoulder blades hurt, half of their bodies were trembling and numb, and their ears were buzzing.

Before everyone could break free from the sound, Fang Heng shook his head, twisted his shoulders twice, and fell to the ground with a 'slap'.

After the people around him fired again, the veteran standing beside him realized something was wrong, and hurriedly went to shoot Fang Heng, but there was no response after two shots, turned over and saw that he had closed his eyes.

fainted.

The recruits started to make a fuss, Hou Jue raised his legs and rushed out, even Jizhu Karma took off his sunglasses and strode forward, but the fastest was Yang Yi, who rushed up and began to touch Fang Heng's neck arteries, turned his wrist to look at his watch, and then raised his eyelids.

"What's the situation?" Jizhu Karma walked to the side and asked with a frown.

"Dizzy." Yang Yi replied.

"Hold it aside." Jizhu Karma glanced at the people who came to watch the fun with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Who told you to come here? What about discipline?"

The voice was not loud, but it was very intimidating. Everyone hurried back and trotted back, only Hou Jue did not move.

Jizhu Karma glanced at Hou Jue and raised his eyebrows.

Hou Jue looked at Fang Heng nervously as if he didn't hear it, and wanted to help him pick him up, but seeing Yang Yi carried him away first, he could only follow behind at a loss.

"Hey! That soldier! What are you doing?" Jizhu Karma couldn't remember the name of the person for a while, but still sternly called out the person.

Hou Jue turned to look at him, as if he just came back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "Report to the company commander! We are fellow villagers!"

Jizhu Karma stared at Hou Jue's face in silence for two seconds, then waved his hand, "Go."

"Yes." After Hou Jue finished speaking, he ran away. With a little effort, Fang Heng had already been carried into the car by Yang Yi.