Chapter 1 Section 19: Firing Cannons

  Under He's smile, Sun Erpao finally got the rocket launcher he had been dreaming of. However, according to He's words, since he satisfied Sun Erpao's request, Sun Erpao must make achievements in return. As a result, Sun Erpao's body became complicated, with a 56-style automatic rifle in his arms, a **40mm anti-tank rocket launcher on his back, plus three rocket shells behind him, four ammunition boxes on his chest, and six domestically-made 80-style anti-tank hand grenades at his waist.

  The warriors were all speechless, and the Sun Erpao in front of them, if not for that military uniform and slightly cleaner face, people might really think they had returned to the time of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, or the Vietnam War. Just thinking about wearing this equipment themselves made their heads break out in a cold sweat.

  He Qiu suddenly became excited, looking at Sun Erpao and saying: "Speak up, you new recruit, what's with the stench on you? You're still shorter than Liao Mao, yet you think you can handle a rocket launcher? Get out of here..."

  Everyone present was stunned and couldn't figure out what kind of trick He Qiu was playing.

  But Sun Erpao's voice was getting smaller and smaller, although he was following He Dui in speaking, but his voice sounded a bit like a mosquito humming.

  After finishing the whole speech, He looked at Sun Erpao in a daze for 5 minutes, and finally shook his head: "Alas, you are not him, he is different from you, he is a real man, how can he be like a woman..."

  As soon as He Qiu spoke, Chen Yang's heart secretly cried out in alarm. Although Sun Erpao was sometimes foolish and silly, he was after all Chen Yang's teammate, and from the time they joined the selection to now, the one who had a closer relationship with Chen Yang was him. With Chen Yang's understanding of Sun Erpao, he feared...

  Before Chen Yang could finish thinking, Sun Erpao, that rascal, indeed erupted as Chen Yang had imagined.

  Panting heavily, glaring with his eyes wide open, Sun Erpao exploded in anger: "What did you say?! Who's not a man?! My dad taught me from childhood to be a real man, isn't that just a few words?! You... this new recruit egghead, stinking and arrogant! Just look at your small stature, not even as tall as Liao Mao, yet you think you can handle the rocket launcher? Get out, get out of my sight..."

  Everyone was stunned, including the two majors standing behind He Qiu. Sun Erpao, a typical Northeasterner, 188 cm tall and weighing 93 kg, glared at He Qiu with his big eyes and shouted loudly. The soldiers seemed to have noticed that He Qiu's height was not very impressive, probably no more than 170 cm, and some even guessed it might be as low as 168...

  At this moment, two people with a tall and thin figure formed a sharp contrast, performing a farce in front of everyone. But these two people seemed to be very serious about playing their own roles, when Sun Erpao's series of rough words were finished, He Dui's eyes became moist.

  He Qiu turned around, patted Sun Erpao's chest with his hand: "Do a good job." His voice was unexpectedly dry, and even more unexpected was the strong sense of sadness that seeped through. It was really hard to imagine that such words of encouragement would make Sun Erpao feel like crying when he heard them.

  Chen Yang was stunned, and everyone present was stunned. He Qiu didn't turn his head: "I have something to attend to, I'll leave first, the rest of the matters will be handled by your two instructors." After saying that, he didn't give anyone a chance to speak, turned around and left.

  Everyone couldn't help but stare tightly at He's back until he disappeared from sight.

  "Attention! At ease, stand at attention!"

  It was a completely instinctive reaction, all the warriors, including Sun Erniang who was in a daze, immediately stood up straight. "Right face!" The warriors quickly took a step forward and after a few seconds, a neatly arranged formation appeared.

  Crack! A standard military salute appeared on the two majors. The two majors looked young, and neither of them was over thirty years old. If you had to find a difference in their appearance, it would be a difficult task. They both had resolute faces and cold temperaments. In terms of their demeanor, behavior, or other aspects, the two people gave almost the same impression.

  Ke Chenyang still felt a subtle difference, the lieutenant colonel standing on the right side had an obvious aura of killing intent, because when he was sizing up these soldiers, he wasn't looking at their faces, but at each person's neck, knees, and chest. The other one, however, was looking at the soldiers' faces, looking at their expressions.

  "Take a break! Hello everyone, my name is Yoshimori Kijiro and the one standing next to me is Captain Meng FanYu. We were invited here as your temporary instructors. Please note that we are only your temporary instructors, so we won't be as polite as your usual commanders. What we want from you is data, nothing but data. Our teaching period is two months, and within these two months, you must meet our requirements. If anyone fails to do so, I'll be delighted to present him with a certificate."

  Chen Yang couldn't help but take a cold breath, this lieutenant colonel was not simple, speaking in a still cold and calm tone, with no hint of joy, anger, sorrow or happiness in his voice.

  "You can call me Instructor Ji, and him Instructor Meng. Our division of labor is different. What I need to do is to improve your shooting skills and results within two months, while Instructor Meng will be responsible for your physical training and hand-to-hand combat. Now please let Instructor Meng speak, applause."

  Contrary to the warriors' expectations, Instructor Meng obviously had no interest in talking to them. His cold eyes repeatedly scanned their vital areas before he said in a cold voice, "I don't have many requirements. All you need to do is obey. You can disperse now. Sun Erbao, stay behind. The rest of you, hurry up and get some good rest. Tomorrow's training will officially begin. I hope you'll find it enjoyable."

  Chen Yang, who had returned to the barracks alone, carefully wiped down his 56-style silenced submachine gun. Before he could put it away, Sun Erpao, carrying a rocket launcher on his back, came back and started grumbling as soon as he saw Chen Yang: "Chen Yang, tell me, aren't those two instructors just too lousy?"

  "Alright, alright, you've probably gotten into trouble again."

  "What?!" Sun Erpao glared with his eyes: "I'm the one who's causing trouble, those two instructors aren't reasonable, not only did they take away my magazine, hand grenade, rocket launcher, but even the bullets for my 56-style rifle, they didn't leave me a single round... and they still have the nerve to tell me something about 'a gun is always with its owner'..."

  Chen Yang helplessly rolled his eyes: "Idiot, spare me, don't you know that losing firearms means going to court? If you knew that, then you should be even more aware that in our current situation, letting you sleep with a gun is already giving you face..."

  Sun Erpao was somewhat anxious, scratching his head and saying: "I know, I know, but originally I had planned to find a place to set off some firecrackers at this gathering..."