Xiaobing Fang Heng

As soon as the trigger was pulled, Fang Heng closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Oh!"

The loud sound was weakened by the earplugs and transmitted to the hearing system of the brain. The awe of the firearm was still there, but the volume made it easy for him to bear it.

Fang Heng's tightly squinted eyes opened a small slit, the black dot on the front sight on the black gun barrel and the target at the end were still in his narrow vision, and then he slowly opened his eyes wide, glanced left and right...

Yes! yes, yes, yes! !

Fang Heng's face instantly overflowed with a bright smile, and he almost jumped up and ran towards the sun! !

Not dizzy! !Really not dizzy! !

Young Master, I have finally overcome myself and made it to the next level! !

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! !

"Cough!" The veteran who accompanied the training squatted down and tilted his head to look at him. Fang Heng turned his head and smiled sullenly, and lay back on his stomach.

The veteran participated in the training last time, knowing what was going on, he patted Fang Heng on the back of the head with a suppressed smile, "Happy?"

"Yeah." Fang Heng nodded, his appearance was almost rolling on the ground and having fun.

"Does your shoulder hurt?"

Fang Heng twisted his shoulders and shook his head.

"Well, that's it, be careful, you must look at the target paper later."

"it is good."

After the veteran stood up, Fang Heng took two deep breaths, stabilized his joyful mood, and shot the bullets out one by one.

After shooting and getting up, Fang Heng realized that his lower body was a little stiff, and the veteran helped him to stand up steadily.

Fang Heng asked himself to get the target paper, and Fang Heng ran quickly all the way, and stopped slowly when he was approaching. After reading it over and over again, his face suddenly collapsed.

This time, 10 bullets were given for the live ammunition shooting. There were only four holes on his target paper, and there were two holes in the white part. This result...is very disappointing...Although Fang Heng dare not say that he can make a blockbuster, come here Full ring, more or less imagined that all the bullets hit the target.

Hey ~

Fang Heng sighed and inserted the new target paper into it, and walked back with his own target paper.

Yang Yi asked everyone to take the target paper in front of them to record their scores, read them one by one, and then paused slightly in front of Fang Heng, raising his eyebrows.

It was a bit of a surprise.

It wasn't that Fang Heng had any expectations, or that Fang Heng shot so well, but compared to Fang Heng's usual results and previous performance, this shooting score was a bit unexpected.

He thought... there might be all misses, or only one or two hits. After all, it's normal for recruits who just touch guns to have such results.

Yang Yi lowered his head and flipped the notebook to Fang Heng's directory, and wrote 6 points behind the live ammunition training.

This score is not evaluated from the shooting performance, but the standard of the overall shooting process and mentality issues, as well as a small number of shooting rings. Therefore, with a total score of 10 points, this score is already very good.

And...Yang Yi glanced quickly across the page, looked up at Fang Heng again, and walked to the next soldier absent-mindedly.

Fang Heng's score seems to have really improved a lot, from 1 point and 2 points in the early stage to the current 6 or 7 points...

Steady growth.

Fang Heng couldn't see the rating, so his breath was always a little low, and he returned to the queue with his ears drooping, and the next group of people had already taken their positions.

Yue Zitong stretched out his hand and pushed Fang Heng, Fang Heng took off the earplugs and turned to look at him, Yue Zitong gave a thumbs up, "Not bad grades."

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"Last time there was a dude with 8 bullet holes in the target."

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"Only five bullets were fired last time."

"Pfft!" Fang Heng laughed, his shoulders kept shaking.

Yue Zitong gave you a really nice look before standing back.

In one morning, everyone took turns three times. Fang Heng's second shot was still not good, but there was one more bullet hole than the first time, which can be regarded as an improvement.

When Fang Heng was holding the target, his head twitched, wondering if there were any bullet holes in his target from other buddies?Thinking about it, I laughed.

After all the training was over, Yang Yi summed up today's results. After training a few times, they lined up and ran back to the camp while shouting slogans.

Along the way, Heng's back was straightened, with a small smug smile, and he felt a sense of confidence from where he fell and then got up again.

After entering the camp, Yang Yi was called away, so the squad leader supervised him to go back to the dormitory and disband on the spot.

In the afternoon, Yang Yi gathered them together, looked around cautiously, especially paused on the faces of Hou Jue and other high-ranking people, and then said, "The police are coming to pick people this afternoon. What unit does Qin belong to?"

No one spoke, not that no one knew, at least Yue Zitong knew, but he didn't speak.

Yang Yi waited for a while, and said, "The guard company is mainly responsible for standing guard. Everyone must behave well then."

"..."

Fang Heng couldn't help turning his head to look at Hou Jue, his heart beat hard a few times, it's time, right?The companies are being divided into companies one after another. Where will Hou Jue go?What about yourself?

Hou Jue's dark eyes looked at himself through the gap between people. He was obviously not emotional, but Fang Heng understood, and Hou Jue didn't want to go.

In the barracks these days, I probably understand the specific situation of some arms. The guard company is a very vaguely defined company. If it can be assigned to the head, it may have a bright future, but if it cannot be assigned, then the future life in the barracks will be stable and boring. , the daily job is to stand in a military posture, at the gate, at various sentry points for several hours, and only require basic physical training. This kind of military camp life is not what Hou Jue wants, but in the army, there is indeed no Give ordinary people too much room to choose.

Fang Heng was a little worried, and frowned when he turned around.

Fang Heng is not a soldier who wants to be a general. Unmotivated soldiers are usually assigned to idle departments such as logistics warehouses, seeking benevolence and benevolence. But because he doesn't want to be a general, it doesn't mean that Hou Jue doesn't want to, and it doesn't mean that he is really willing to go. those departments.

In these days, he also has his own thoughts, just like what he said to Yang Yi in the morning, he wants to stay in the company commander's company. Li finally found some sense of purpose.

But...my height should not meet the requirements of the police...

Yang Yi gave them some time to discuss, then woke up and reminded them that the time was up, and then his eyes fell on Fang Heng's face, which was quite meaningful.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood what Yang Yi meant, and his face flushed almost instantly. First, he was a little awkward about what might happen next, and second, Yang Yi had to open his mouth after apologizing. There were also some elements in that transaction that I didn't want to lose face. Now that this matter is over, how about just pretending that nothing happened?

Sure enough, Yang Yi said, "I think everyone still remembers the fight that happened in a month?"

As soon as the voice fell, the discussion started again.

Fang Heng instantly felt that hundreds of millions of holes had been burned out on his back, and his face was burning hot.

Yang Yi walked up to Fang Heng, and spoke with just the right volume, "Fighting will definitely be severely punished, but the cause of the incident is my fault, and Fang Heng was wronged without a clear investigation, so here, I am in front of the whole platoon Apologize to my face, I'm sorry."

This is Yang Yi's second time that Fang Heng lowered his head and spit out those three words.Unlike the first time, Fang Heng seemed very flustered. He accepted the platoon leader's apology in front of the whole platoon. That kind of sincere gaze begging for forgiveness made Fang Heng's muddy head just follow the words, "No, no, that platoon leader, I, I was also at fault, I shouldn't have done it, yes, I'm sorry!"

Fang Heng's voice was a little soft, and he was like a mosquito humming when he said it. Yang Yi didn't make things difficult for him, mainly because Fang Heng's pitiful face that was about to be choked up made him a little bit unable to do anything.

It had been planned earlier that Fang Heng's vicious fights would be caught as a typical example, and used to remind every recruit of the discipline issues that need special attention, but Fang Heng put on such a face, he had a feeling that he must The feeling of dodging backwards is like bullying a small animal.

cough!Although he originally wanted Fang Heng to cry...

Hey~ Yang Yi sighed secretly, returned to the front of the team, woke up and said, "So this matter is over, both parties in the incident made mistakes, but mistakes are not terrible, we must learn from them, and never make the same mistakes again. Twice!" After speaking, Yang Yi asked everyone to rest where they were, waiting for the police officers to pick them up, then went into the office by himself, took out two self-criticisms from his pocket and pressed them into a black notebook.

After Yang Yi left, Fang Heng once again tasted the feeling of being poked on the spine unscrupulously. A group of people sat or stood discussing this matter, and their eyes fell on Fang Heng without any scruples, especially Wei Yayang, who seemed to be deliberate. In a normal, yin-yang manner, he said, "Tsk tsk, it's better for us to row Yang. If you get hit on the head, I'm sorry and it's over. I guess, someone must be crying with their thighs in private, right? Let me tell you, this matter It has to be used as a model, and if the punishment is severe, it is best to be a pillar of shame, so that future recruits can learn from it!"

Fang Heng turned his head to stare at him, the flush on his face became a little bit thicker, and he was burning with anger.

Wei Yayang looked at Fang Heng with raised eyebrows, and then glanced at Hou Jue, with a provocative smile, meaning to say, am I wrong?

Hou Jue narrowed his eyes, his face darkened completely, and he walked over there with an air of oppression, threatening, "Say it again?"

"What? What did I say? I'm telling the truth! Lamb has a good temper, so he thinks he's easy to bully. When he sees the company commander, he's like a grandson. Why doesn't he bother Shi Lei? Why doesn't he bother me? He has no guts You bastard! If you weren't..."

"Wei Yayang!" Hou Jue raised his hand as a gesture to hit him.

"Fuck Yang Wei!!" Fang Heng roared.

In the next second, Wei Yayang was punched in the face, and he staggered and fell out!

It wasn't Hou Jue who hit him, it was Fang Heng. Fang Heng knocked him to the ground and then kicked him. Every time he kicked, he kicked three times before he was grabbed.

However, being grabbed by someone doesn't mean that Wei Yayang is willing to stop. When he was kicked for the third time, he hugged Fang Heng's leg, dragged Fang Heng to the ground, and the two rolled together. Three people fell down.

There was a commotion.

Only then did Hou Jue get away from Yue Zitong's restraint. To be honest, Wei Yayang was a little wronged by the beating. He only paid attention to Hou Jue, but Fang Heng rushed out from another direction.

As soon as Fang Heng and Wei Yayang fell to the ground, they started to choke their necks. The military boxing they trained on weekdays had no effect at all. It was just a comparison of brute force, rolling over and over.

When Hou Jue went up to pull people, Wei Yayang happened to be on top, he lifted his foot and kicked, Wei Yayang screamed in pain, and the hand that was stuck on Fang Heng's neck unconsciously let go, Fang Heng seized the opportunity and lifted Wei Yayang Going down, standing up while supporting Hou Jue's pants, he still wanted to kick, but when he looked up, he saw Yang Yi standing at the door with a cold face.

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