Chapter 72: Our Lineup Isn't Simple

  Because of this red and blue confrontation, Hu Xingwei and I finally got the recognition of the team with our outstanding performance.

  Lian Chang's performance in the whole match represented us. With Hu Xinrui, I was able to escape smoothly and send out a signal to win.

  This was the first honor our reconnaissance company received after its establishment. The regiment commander awarded me a regimental commendation, and our company commander gave Hu Xingwei a company commendation.

  Looking at the certificate of honor in my hand, I am extremely honored. I know that this is just the beginning of my military career.

  Today, our training is still the same as before. We are still training separately. Our newly selected scouts are still being trained by the reconnaissance platoon leader.

  After leading us to the training ground, the platoon leader told us what we would be training today.

  "Special Shooting."

  After a lengthy introduction, we finally learned that special shooting is not ordinary target practice, but rather very complex.

  "After introducing all that, Lieutenant Colonel Wang said to us little birds: 'Today, we won't train anything else, just special shooting with rifles and changing magazines.'"

  "What? Drill, you're not mistaken, are you? We learned all this in boot camp."

  The speaker is Hu Xingwei. After hearing the squad leader's words, he excitedly interrupted the squad leader when he mentioned training with guns and changing magazines.

  We lined up for a long time and walked in front of Hu Xingwei with a cold smile: "Hehe, new recruit regiment?"

  "Right, New Soldier Regiment."

  Seeing Hu Xingwei still arguing, Pai Chang picked up a rifle from the ground and shouted at us: "Are you all thinking like Hu Xingwei?"

  It is...

  Our 12 people's voices are not loud, and they are even less than a long queue of loud voices.

  Just as I thought, the drillmaster scolded us loudly: "These good-for-nothings haven't even started training yet and they're already spiritless. Alright, listen to my orders, target is the first big tree in front of you, use 100-meter speed, touch that big tree, then frog jump back."

  After finishing speaking, we 12 new and old soldiers didn't hesitate, immediately ran forward like scattering kids.

  When I touched the big tree and was about to frog jump back, I found that the reconnaissance squad leader who had been standing next to Paichang earlier had inserted the target props on the ground into the big tree we had just touched.

  After the punishment was over, Pai Long shouted at us once again: "Are you still thinking the same way?"

  It is...

  This time, our voices were very loud.

  "Alright, soldiers, this is the kind of style you should have, the kind of spirit you should possess. Today, I'll show you what special marksmanship looks like."

  At this moment, I was shocked by the long special shooting queue, because that pose, that tactical action, that design action, is really too handsome.

  The squad leader didn't cheat us, the special shooting and changing magazines are really different. After the squad leader finished designing the gun, his right hand quickly patted it, and the magazine fell to the ground. The cool thing is that from picking up the magazine from the ammunition belt to installing it, the squad leader's speed was extremely fast, and even before we could see clearly, a new magazine had already been installed on the gun.

  A special shooting subject for a long demonstration, there is one shooting that makes me quite excited, that is "Emergency Stop Shooting".

  Emergency stop shooting requires running 30 meters within a specified time and then quickly firing three shots at a distant designated target.

  These three shots must hit the target and complete the required number of rings in order to be considered qualified.

  In the morning, we all practiced shooting and changing magazines according to the requirements of the reconnaissance team leader.

  We all underestimated this subject, while we quickly grab the gun, we also need to aim at the distant target.

  I've lost count of how many sets I've completed.

  My arms, back and shoulders ache.

  When the coach announced that the morning training was over, I really wanted to lie down on the ground and have a beauty ride on my back and give me a massage, even if it's paid.

  Although there are no beauties for massage, but there is mutual relaxation between comrades-in-arms, which is quite satisfying.

  What we didn't expect was that in the afternoon, we still repeated the training of this morning's subject.

  Unwilling to return, unwilling, but none of us dared to say it out loud, as a soldier, obedience is our duty.

  After countless repetitions of practice, Pai finally said we have a style like that.

  Many years later, I still recall the unforgettable moments when I first joined the reconnaissance company.

  At night after lights out, my monitor Zhao Zhi Jie took me to the gymnasium.

  Here, the class monitor found me to have a heart-to-heart talk as an elder brother.

  "Xiao Bin, do you know what the International Army Scout Masters Competition is?"

  When I heard the word "international", I was surprised. Was it a competition among scouts from all over the world?

  "Monitor, don't be mysterious, just tell me." I couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart and was eager for the monitor to tell me.

  The class leader smiled and explained to me: "That is the highest honor of our scouts."

  "Similar to the Olympics"

  "Right."

  At this time, the class leader stood up, looked up at the moon in the sky and continued to say: "The International Scout Jamboree is held every five years. You are lucky, you just joined the army for the first year and caught up with it."

  "Hey, class monitor, can I go?"

  In the dark of night, the class monitor looked at me and asked: "Can you hold on?"

  I didn't quite understand what the class monitor meant by this sentence, and asked in puzzlement: "What do you mean?"

  "To represent our country in the scout competition, we have to go through layers of screening to represent the country."

  "I know, it's just like passing five gates and beheading six generals, getting the admission slip means representing the country in battle, right?"

  "Heh heh, you little kid, I'll tell you, after serving in the army for so many years, I still haven't had the chance to represent our country in battle. There are too many top-notch scouts in our entire military. First, we have to win one of the top three places in the martial arts competition within our own military district, and then those winners will form a team to represent our country in international competition."

  "My god, class monitor, you said you've been a soldier for so many years and yet you still haven't been selected."

  What I never expected was that this international detective martial arts competition didn't even select the class leader, and in my heart, the class leader is a master.

  "Stinky brat, what's the big deal? This is normal, there are many people stronger than me."

  Rubbing the fist that our class monitor had just punched me with, I asked him in an unpleasant tone: "Class monitor, does our military district have anyone representing our country in battle?"

  "Of course, we were lined up for a long time. At that time, our platoon leader was still the company commander's soldier. Every day, the company commander would drive us crazy with training, and if new recruits did it once, he would make us do it five times."

  "What happened in the end after we lined up?"

  Tonight, the class monitor's words shocked me extremely, I didn't expect that our class leader had such a history.

  Due to the late hour, I walked back to the dorm with the class leader, who told me: "They've done a great job. The 6 comrades who competed won second place by just one point in team competition, and our platoon leader personally came in third."