Chapter 681: The Pain of a Veteran
Zhuang Zhuang felt that the deputy of the sixth company was actually very easy to get along with, and when he saw an officer, if he was not a company of his own, as long as he was not in charge of his own chief officer, his attitude would be in accordance with the order.
If it's your direct superior, it's actually a lot easier.
Because they are familiar with each other, they don't need to be so serious at all if they are not formal occasions.
It's the same with the officer, his soldiers are just like his little brothers, don't talk about their shortcomings, they usually make a little mistake, call people over, the first sentence is not a name, just a "dick soldier"!
Yan Ming is the kind of officer who can unconsciously relax even if he is not his superior.
Due to the large number of subjects in the first 20 weeks of basic physical training, of course, it is impossible to go through all the subjects every day, which will kill people.
Different from other training camps that have been solemnly contacted before, other training camps almost push the intensity of training to the highest as soon as it comes up, squeeze out the energy of the trainees under the daily high-pressure training, and then give a certain amount of recovery time before the end of the training camp, and refill the pool of physical fitness in the body with water.
The principle used by the training team is like a spring.
Press the spring to the lowest, or pull it to the longest, then release your hand and let the spring bounce with maximum bounce.
Of course, there are drawbacks to this approach.
If there is a problem with the spring itself, or if the bearing capacity exceeds the limit, it will break.
That's why there are so many hurts.
But all the training is an elite of the training, if the training is insignificant, it is almost the same as tickling, it will not work, let alone what is difficult and strict from the actual combat.
Since it is a training camp for top students, I have already been mentally prepared for the hardships and tiredness.
The words "special forces members" and "comfort" are two things that are completely opposite.
In any elite special forces in the world, the elite fighters in it are trained in a training mode that ordinary people look inhumane.
Anyway, no one will point a gun at your head to let you do this kind of training camp, you love to do it or not, you feel tired and unbearable, you go to the wall and take off your name tag hanging on it, raise your hand and quit!
In fact, solemnly felt that the word "foundation" written on the schedule was really wrong!
This kind of intensity is called "basic", and training that is not "basic" cannot be heavenly?
This time, the reserve unit of the headquarters is not blindly training to the death, and the support is still in place.
For example, once a week, the door of the infirmary is open every day, and you can go in to get ice packs and some analgesic creams.
If you are injured, you will be sent to a nearby military hospital, not to mention any five-star enjoyment, at least you will be cured.
As for the intensity of training, the reserve team did not practice as soon as it came up, but it does not mean that the intensity of this training is not large.
The reason is simple, the standard is set there, and the number of places to go abroad is set there.
Want to qualify?
Okay!
If you get in the top 10 and kill more than 100 other members from all over the army, you'll get a ticket to train abroad.
Survival of the fittest, survival of the strong.
The competition in the special forces is always realistic and cruel, and to get to the top and be the king of the army, you have to ask yourself if you have that urine.
To stand out, you have to put in more hardship and sweat.
They are all selected cattle people, whether they can do it or not on their own, no one forces you to practice, but a small test every week, a big test every month, just fixed.
Bad grades?
Lao Baimao will not be polite at all, let you go back to the wall next to the door of the row room, take off the plastic sign with your number, go back to pack your backpack and wait for the car to return to the original unit.
Yan Ming sat on the edge of the bed, his shoes off, his trousers rolled up to his thighs, and an ice pack was applied to his knees.
There was a dull ache there.
Pain is always one of the biggest reasons for the retirement of special forces.
Yan Ming knew that he had a knee problem, and he had undergone surgery there and lay in the hospital for half a month before recovering.
Although the operation was successful, the repaired things were not as good as the original.
This is not?
After a long log training today, the damn old knees are starting to make problems again.
Old......
It's really old......
Although he was only thirty years old in a few months, and there were still ten years before he was middle-aged, Yan Ming, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly felt like a hero in the twilight.
Looking at the bed opposite, there was nothing to do, sitting on the small bench and the solemn senior soldier from the comrade-in-arms next door, Yan Ming seemed to see himself back then.
"Solemnly, your gun is very good."
He was suddenly a little interested in this superior soldier.
"Are you the best marksman on your team?"
Zhuang Yan was suddenly a little embarrassed, if others questioned his marksmanship, he would brag about himself, and then fight the other party once.
But when others praised him, he became humble.
"No, my marksmanship is at an upper-average level in the team, much better than me."
In fact, this remark also has the meaning of smearing the face of his "hunter" detachment.
"Yo! Solemnly, why did you suddenly become humble? Did I hear me right? Su Huikai came over from the side, stretched out his hand and touched his solemn forehead: "No fever!" I thought today's training had made you stupid. ”
"Go, go!" solemnly chased Su Hui like flies.
Lao Su reminded Zhuang Zhuang of the king's big mouth back then, with a broken mouth and natural funny attributes.
The only difference with Wang Dazui is that Lao Su is not a crow's mouth, and Wang Dazui back then was a quasi-talk, and what was declining was in the middle.
"You can still see if it's good or not." Yan Ming moved the ice pack to the side of his knees, and sat up straight: "But your pistol shooting seems to be a little flawed, and you haven't practiced it well." ”
Yan Ming's words made Zhuang Yan a little embarrassed.
Admit no, don't admit no.
Admitting it is equivalent to discrediting the "hunter" detachment, but if you don't admit it, what people say is the truth.
It is true that the solemn pistol training is not as high as that of a sniper rifle, but it is also first-class in the detachment.
It's just that in front of an old special war like Yan Ming, he can naturally see that there are flaws.
"My pistol level is the worst in the detachment." Solemnly deliberately stepped on his level so as not to lose face in the team.
He pointed at Su Huikai and said, "He, he is much better than me." ”
"Me?" Su Huikai had never received such great praise from the solemn ceremony, at least not in shooting.
Zhuang Zhuang often said that Su Huikai was a blind bear, and his marksmanship was as bad as shit.
Yan Ming saw through the solemn little caution, but this soldier was quite likable.
At least I don't care about my own face and I have to maintain the honor of the team, which shows that the collective sense of honor is very strong.
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