Solemn fears are not unfounded.

In the third squadron, Luo Xiaoming is not an ordinary squad leader.

Although he is still a third-year soldier and has the rank of sergeant, he is indeed the most dick squad leader in the entire third squadron.

In the army, if you can be called a dick, it proves that you are indeed awesome or worthy of others' appreciation.

The word sounds a little vulgar, but it's not a curse, and it's even a compliment.

Zhuang Yan didn't know much about Luo Xiaoming's history, but he had heard a little.

It is said that this squad leader Luo is a well-known training leader of the 1st Division Teaching Team, and he has obtained the top level in many subjects, throwing 78 meters of bombs, and the 400-meter hurdle has also reached 1 minute and 30 seconds, and what is even more terrifying is that he is already a top shooter in shooting.

In addition, he was also the squad leader of the division's infantry tactical subject demonstration squad.

It is not uncommon for one or two subjects to reach the top level, but it is rare to achieve many of them, and the quality of such a soldier is terrifyingly balanced.

Luo Xiaoming, who has been blessed with multiple halos, is most unlucky that he did not get the second-class merit.

In times of peace, it is not an easy task to make second-class meritorious service. It is very unlikely that a soldier will obtain a second-class meritorious service, and except in special circumstances, it seems that there is only one way to go through a large-scale military competition.

However, the military region's military contest is only held once every five years, and most of the soldiers have already packed their backpacks and gone home as soon as they have not even waited for the opportunity to show their skills.

In the solemn eyes, Luo Xiaoming, the acting district captain and seventh squad leader, is not an ordinary squad leader, and he must not be offended.

The next morning, according to the training plan, the training subject of the 3rd District Team was tactical basic training.

In fact, the so-called basic tactical training is simple and simple, and it is not simple to say that it is not simple.

It is said to be simple because the most basic posture of tactics is very simple, what low posture prostrate, kneeling prostrate, high posture prostrate, roll in, leap forward and so on.

It's not difficult to learn, but it's not easy to learn.

Like the 400-meter hurdles, basic tactical movement training is one of the subjects that every infantry hates.

This is the subject that wears and damages the most training clothing.

Participating in tactical training, almost every soldier will be wounded, and breaking the skin is still a trivial matter, and it is not uncommon for some soldiers to crawl in the barbed wire, carelessly, and their work is not standardized, and it is not uncommon for them to be hung with blood from the barbed wire.

This morning. The trainees of the third district team climbed until more than 10 o'clock under the barbed wire with three movements: low, kneeling, and high, and almost everyone had blood stains oozing from their elbows.

The back of the solemn wrist was even scratched with a piece of skin, and it was bloody, and it looked terrible.

"Alright, enough time!" Luo Xiaoming looked at the stopwatch and announced the end of the tactical basic training, "It's okay to climb, I hope you will also have this kind of speed and standard when the time comes, don't give me a strain at a critical moment!" ”

Hearing that the training could be ended, Zhuang Yan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, now everyone looks like a mud monkey, sweat and sand and yellow mud are mixed together, and the tattered summer training clothes on the body have long become a kind of blue and yellow, looking like a group of people called Hanako.

"Xiao Ming, do you want to take it back to the row room to rest?" Qian Zhongjun, the eighth squad leader, asked.

Luo Xiaoming looked at his watch and frowned, "It's only half past ten, it seems to be early." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look around.

The solemn heart hung again.

This shows that Luo Xiaoming is looking for something to do.

Well, find something to do.

This does not bode well.

Sure enough, Luo Xiaoming soon made a new discovery.

The first district team was training obstacles at the obstacle course not far from the tactical field, and the shouts and cheers came one after another, which was very lively.

Wang Datong touched his arm and said solemnly: "Paralysis, it's over, the seventh is going to make obstacles." ”

"Lao Qi" is the nickname given to Luo Xiaoming privately by the students of the third district team.

solemnly replied to Wang Dadao with a bitter face: "I'm not blind!" I see it! ”

Luo Xiaoming walked to the edge of the obstacle field, stopped and watched for a while, then suddenly turned around and blew a whistle to the soldiers on the tactical field, shouting, "Come and gather!" ”

After the team assembled on the side of the obstacle course, Luo Xiaoming dragged the lanyard of the stopwatch in his hand, put it in his hand and shook the circle, and walked to the side of Li Biao, the captain of the first district, and said: "Captain of the first district, how about a 400-meter obstacle confrontation between our district team and your district team?" ”

In the army, there is such a saying, who can do it or not, and the training ground will be compared and seen.

"Yo! It's rare that the seventh squad leader is so interested! ”

As the captain of the first district, Li Biao had no reason not to accept the recruitment, and also blew the whistle to gather the team.

"All the teams from the first district are here to gather! Our brothers from the 3rd district team are going to compete with us in the obstacles! ”

The squad leaders of the first district team heard that the third district team came to the door to make an appointment, and they couldn't lose this face, how could they admit it like that?

"It's all here, it's all here, it's all here!"

"Hurry up!"

"Let's get started with the three district teams and let them know the level of our one district team!"

At the instigation of the squad leaders, all the students of the first district team ran to the starting point of the obstacle course and lined up, eager to try one by one, and looked at the soldiers of the third district team.

The obstacle course of the teaching brigade is the most standard obstacle course of the 1st Division and also has the most runways.

Tie for four lanes and you can run four people at the same time.

"Seventh squad leader, what are you going to do? Group Fight or Heads-Up!? "The captain of the first district is also a young second lieutenant, who has just been assigned to teach the team for a year, and he is not a few years older than these big soldiers.

Those who are soldiers are a little wild, and what they like the most is the game, not to mention that everyone wants to earn face, they are all advance squad leaders, and no one is better than who lacks arms and legs.

"Heads-up, of course! Group beating is not the style of our three-district team! Luo Xiaoming waved his hand, "Put two people at a time, our district team and your district team just have the same number of people, both are 36, right?" ”

"That's right!" Said the captain of the first district.

"Then one-on-one, just 36 pairs, see who wins more times." Luo Xiaoming looked at the captain of District 1 with a smile, and said with a look of being sure of the other party: "What's the matter?" Do you dare? ”

"The turtle son doesn't dare!" The captain of the first district said to the squad leader under him: "Swing a long line, all the way to the column, occupy the No. 1 runway!" ”

The soldiers of the 1st District Team were all lined up at the starting point of Runway 1 at once.

Luo Xiaoming pointed to the No. 2 runway and said to all the students of the third district team: "See? The brothers of the first district team are so confident, how can our third district team let them down? Lined up all the way for me! ”

Zhuang Yan and the others could only follow in a column all the way to the starting point of Runway 2.

"Nima, Ah...... "The weakest thing in the solemnity is the 400-meter hurdle, and this time I have to compare what I am most afraid of, what is I really afraid of."

"Before we start, I want to remind everyone." Luo Xiaoming took the stopwatch and walked around the students of the third district team, while saying: "The one-month period will pass quickly, and at the end of the month, we will conduct a unified assessment of the whole team, I don't think I need to talk nonsense, you all know the importance, today I should test your results in advance, if not, this week I will practice to the death, practice until I pass." ”

His gaze, whether intentional or unintentional, swept across his solemn face.

"Sports competitions focus on participation, but the competition of our soldiers is different, we compare military subjects, military subjects are set up for future wars, and fighting wars is to fight hard, so the competition between soldiers must be won, and the comrades who lose will pay attention later, but I want to punish people for ......"

Zhuang Zhuang couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran over in his heart, and stepped on them again, which was already messy.

He didn't know who he was going to play against, and he still had the confidence to win most of the people in the Eighth Company, but here, everyone was a pre-promotion squad leader and a student, and they were all the best, and some of them were even top-notch, and if they were unlucky to meet a top-notch, they would be completely useless.

Paralysis, this is the end of the festival.