I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The second half of the military training is undoubtedly much better than the first few days.

Although Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School is rushing all the way to the champion of the parade, other courses such as learning agriculture and handicrafts can be pushed as soon as possible, but at least they have to keep the two activities of visiting the memorial hall in the base and training.

There is a national defense memorial hall in this military training base. Many types of guns and supporting ammunition are displayed in the museum. In the center, there is even a tank that is said to have been scrapped, but looks very good.

There is a cordon around the tank, and the visiting students are not allowed to touch it, but they can take a closer look. The instructor leading the class can also open the door for the students to see the tank cockpit.

Most of the middle school students are interested in these mechanical weapons.More than half of the students in the third class gathered in front of the tank and looked at it for a long time, and then dispersed to the glass cabinets in the exhibition to take a closer look at the various guns/weapons on display.

Although their instructor doesn't seem to be very talkative, but listening to the other instructors chatting about science with the students in the class, a few students in the third class boldly approached instructor Liu: "Instructor, do you usually have guns?" ?which type?"

Although Instructor Liu did not popularize the models and advantages of various guns with them like other instructors along the way, he did not disappoint them. Seeing them looking at him eagerly, he pointed to one of the guns in the glass cabinet to show them : "There is no gun, but we use this model when we train."

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, everyone gradually lost their initial scruples and chased after the instructor to ask what kind of training it was like and what it felt like to shoot a gun.

"About gun training? Both aiming and assembly."

Although Instructor Liu looked indifferent, he was very patient when asked, and he was not impatient to listen to their left and right sentences, and answered one by one, "Shooting... I was a little nervous at first, but it will be fine later."

"Practice is target shooting, both stationary and moving."

"There are military exercises, but not many."

"Other types of guns have been used, but this is what our troops are equipped with."

"There are sniper rifles and submachine guns - of course you have to practice."

Yang Hao was very envious when he heard it: "I really want to join the army..."

"Wake up, you,"

Xin Yongqiang patted his increasingly round belly, "Have you passed the physical fitness test?"

Yang Hao covered his ears tightly: "If you don't listen, don't listen, don't hit me, this is my dream."

Xin Yong made an "OK" gesture: "Okay, I won't hit you, then when will you join the army for your three-year military training?"

Yang Hao: "..."

Han Bo added: "Just like our first day, military training under the sun."

Yang Hao: "..."

Instructor Liu listened to a few sentences from the side, and found it quite interesting, so it was rare to join in the fun: "It's not just the sun, it's also snowing in winter."

Yang Hao: "...ah this."

The dream of joining the army was ruined.

"But it's good to want to join the army. I also wanted to be a soldier since I was a child."

Instructor Liu felt that this kind of dream should be encouraged, "Exercise, and if you perform well, you may be assigned to the border to defend the country."

But Yang Hao was obviously frightened by the three years of military training, he hugged himself tightly and shook his head.

Sun Haowen leaned against the wall, looked at the gun next to him with fascination: "I really want to join the army, maybe I will go when the university recruits student soldiers."

After he finished speaking, he found that He Heng didn't seem to be involved in this topic, so he leaned forward and asked, "Brother Heng, what about you?"

He Heng was chatting nonsense with his roommate to discuss which one is more powerful, the gun or the talisman, when he was suddenly called and still didn't react: "Ah? What? I didn't catch it just now."

Sun Haowen repeated again: "I said, are you going to join the army in the future?"

He Heng shook his head: "I don't really have any ideas - I still dream of playing e-sports."

Sun Haowen never knew that he still had this ambition.

"Really, brother Heng, are you going to play e-sports?"

Yang Hao was also very surprised, "It's so cool. Although I told my mother that I was going to play e-sports, my mother would definitely hang me up and beat me first, but Brother Heng, you must take me with you when you go."

He Heng was thinking nonsense: "I don't necessarily have to go, maybe I want to be an English translator tomorrow."

Yang Hao: "..."

Sun Haowen: "..."

He Heng especially thinks it's not enough: "You may not believe it, my English level has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few days, and I will soon be able to meet the level of a foreign teacher."

Han Bo, who had been listening for a long time, raised his hand happily: "Brother Heng, I suddenly remembered that I seem to be the English class representative of our class. I will convey your great ambitions to Lao Xia in a while, and let him help you realize your dreams."

He Heng: "..."

"If there is no grievance or enmity, there is no need."

The homework for the small stove alone was still piled up in the dormitory, and He Heng felt a headache when he thought about it, and quickly pressed his hand down, "Hurry up and put away the supernatural powers, I don't want to be overwhelmed by the English papers."

Han Bo was quite regretful, and sold Amway to Qi Shu who was next to him: "Qi Shu is good at English, will you give me an English direction in the future?"

Qi Shu wasn't very interested: "Let's talk about it, I haven't thought about it yet."

Seeing that there was a bit of drama, Han Bo continued to talk to him: "Don't our school have the exchange student quota every year, it seems that we will start to sign up when we go back, Qi Shu, will you go together? Go to the place of life over there raw."

Qi Shu shook his head, completely out of ideas: "No, half a month, taking up the summer vacation time, what's wrong with doing something."

"Okay, then I'll ask someone else."

Han Bo sighed, "I want to go, but if I don't know the applicants, then forget it."

He Heng hadn't heard much about this exchange student, so he was naturally not interested, so he just casually chatted with him: "So what major do you want to apply for in the future?"

"Report a real estate sale and inherit my master's family business?"

Qi Shu has also learned this kind of half-chat and half-talk with him recently, and smiled very relaxedly, "However, I should also follow the path of the celestial master in the future, selling and selling talismans, catching ghosts for others and so on. of."

Skills do not overwhelm.

He doesn't know the specific price of catching ghosts for people, but judging from the previous 100 yuan for a peace charm, his roommate can't lack money for anything.

"What about you?"

Qi Shu was also quite curious about his thoughts, "What major are you going to apply for in the future?"

They have just started their first year of high school, and strictly speaking, their high school life has just begun.They are all a group of half-grown children, and it is normal for their goals to be unclear. He Heng feels that he still has plenty of time, and he is not in a hurry to think about this matter: "Maybe apply for a financial class, and then we will see. I didn't think much of it either."

**

The military training base covers a large area, which is divided into living area, training area, visiting area and learning and farming area.The students of other schools had a colorful life in the past ten days. Only Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School lived at two points and one line between the living area and the training area every day. In addition to visiting the National Defense Memorial Hall, there was only one training activity to learn agriculture. Take a turn around.

The training activities in military training do not need to bear weight, and as long as the basic formation is maintained, the instructor will not restrict their discipline on the road too much, which is similar to outing in terms of content.

This time, the training activity takes the school as the unit. Each class starts from the training ground in order, crosses the Xuenong area, and finally even goes around the military training base before returning. It is expected to take a whole day.

The team didn't walk fast, and the overall focus was on sightseeing. Even the few girls in the class who were not physically strong didn't feel too tired during the lunch break, and they discussed the route in the afternoon with great interest.

They have already left the military training base, and their lunch is compressed biscuits and water delivered by a van according to shifts, and each of them is given a piece of chocolate.

Instructor Liu was chattered by several classmates for a long time, and he answered their questions while eating compressed biscuits: "Yes, this is what we ate during the training before."

"There is no car to deliver, we will bring it in our own bags - originally we have to carry [-] kilograms."

"Compressed biscuits? I don't eat them often, but I have to eat them during training like this, or during ambush training. Sometimes I just chew and swallow without water."

Compressed biscuits are quite fresh at the beginning, and after two bites, you don't want to eat them, let alone swallow them dry without water.

Yang Hao looked at the compressed biscuit in his hand, and his dream of joining the army was once again wiped out.

It was obviously the first time for Qi Shu to come into contact with such a mediocre taste, and after taking one bite, he never wanted to take a second bite, holding his two biscuits in a dilemma.

If you don't eat, you will definitely be hungry, and there is still a long way to go in the afternoon.

Eat it... He felt that he could now fully understand how those ghosts felt when they ate a tasteless sacrifice.

So why make good food taste like this.

Seeing him staring at the compressed biscuit in his hand for a long time, He Heng leaned over and asked, "What's the matter? Can't swallow this thing?"

Qi Shu couldn't deny it, and felt a little helpless: "Is it so obvious?"

"It's okay, mainly this thing is a test."

He Heng pointed to a few classmates next to him: "See, I've already started thinking about whether I can catch fish to roast."

This idea is quite unique.Qi Shu was eager to try: "So is it possible?"

If possible, release Tuantuan secretly to catch fish in the river.

"Of course not, they are just dreaming."

He Heng reminded him, "In the activities organized by the school, safety must be ensured first - fishing in the river, stacking firewood to light a fire, any of which is prone to accidents. This stuff, no matter how good-tempered our grade teacher is."

Qi Shu was very disappointed, and couldn't think of any other way for a while, so he was about to force himself to stuff the compressed biscuit into his mouth, and He Heng took the initiative to hand over his piece of chocolate, "Eat the chocolate first, count Your own two big pieces can do a lot of work. You will eat compressed biscuits when you are really hungry later."

Qi Shu judges others by himself, knowing that he definitely doesn't like compressed biscuits, so he is even more embarrassed to take his only piece of chocolate: "No, you eat yours. Just such a small biscuit, I—"

"Okay, don't be hard on yourself."

He Heng couldn't bear to watch him squeeze the compressed biscuit and prepare to swallow medicine, "Just a piece of chocolate, what a good thing, we have to put it here for a long time?"

As He Heng said, he stuffed this piece of chocolate into Qi Shu's hands without any explanation: "Eat it quickly, we have to move on in a while."