Zhong Rui was carrying a 25 kilogram backpack with an automatic rifle across the backpack, and was running panting on the mountain road.
There is nothing to say about the environment of this road. In recent years, the country has been engaged in poverty alleviation in rural areas and improving access to every village. There are also cement roads in the mountains. Such a beautiful cement road has been built in such an inaccessible place, but it happens to be near the group army training team, so it is not used.
What a waste.
Starting from the camp base, we ran along the cement road into the mountains. About 4 kilometers away there was a place called Centipede Ridge. There was a Taoist temple on Centipede Ridge, where a family of Taoist priests lived.
Yes, they are from a family, probably from the same sect. The Taoist temple is the family, and the family is the Taoist temple.
The mountain is not high, only 200 meters, and there are two roads that can be accessed, one is a stone-stepped sidewalk, and the other is a concrete roadway.
The Taoist priest has long been accustomed to soldiers often running past his Taoist temple carrying backpacks and guns, but this time only two soldiers came, which made him a little surprised.
Seeing the two people suddenly stopping in front of his Taoist temple, he took out the small mat from behind the door of the main hall, took a cup of hot tea, and sat at the door staring at the two soldiers.
"I won't run away..."
Zhong Rui put his hands on the railing, bent over and breathing heavily. He was reading a book.
"This is already the second trip!"
Zhuang Yan said: "Not two times, just 1.5 times. You are a sniper and should be more rigorous."
Zhong Rui was sweating profusely, feeling like he had been lifted out of a steamer, with water dripping all over his body.
Oh, no, that's sweat.
After a pause, Zhong Rui said: "It's not fair, Brigadier, if you have any objections to me, you can tell me directly. If you think I'm not qualified to compete abroad, you can also eliminate me, but you shouldn't treat me like this!"
Zhuang Yan took off his hat and wiped his sweat and said: "What? I have a problem with you by asking you to bear weight and practice breathing? You don't even think about it, I am also a brigade commander after all. A brigade commander usually has a lot to do, and I am
Come and run with you when you are bored?"
Zhong Rui was speechless.
Zhuang Yan is right.
He had two bars and four, and it was a great honor to accompany him, a second lieutenant, on an armed cross-country trip. Most people would never ask for this opportunity.
I actually felt disgusted with it.
Hi!
He changed his tone and stopped questioning: "Then... this is already the second day, why don't Li Zheng and Hou Jun need to run, not even Liu Hai, they can practice shooting at the shooting range, and I
But you have to carry dozens of kilograms on your back and run back and forth on this mountain road? I am a sniper, and I am going to participate in the international sniper competition, not the special forces competition."
Zhuang Yan didn't speak, but looked at Zhong Rui with his eyes.
This soldier is indeed a soldier of good quality.
It's really not bad for an old man who can carry out tasks in the Blood Wolf Brigade.
However, he just hit a dead end.
People are most afraid of hitting a dead end, and Lao Te is the same.
This is solemnly clear. If Lao Te gets into a dead end, his special operations career will end.
If he fails to pass the psychological barrier, Zhong Rui's sniper career will come to an end, and he may not even be able to serve as a special forces soldier.
"According to your statement, snipers can only practice shooting on the shooting range and don't need to practice physical fitness? You are a platoon leader, and this is how you train?"
The solemn words made Zhong Rui question the mute again.
Zhuang Yan added: "You are a sniper, but you are also a veteran of the Blood Wolf Brigade. What's wrong with running twenty kilometers? What's wrong with running for two days? Before I went abroad to compete, I ran like you every day, and I didn't even look for me.
The captain protested, didn’t he?”
Zhong Rui was asked solemnly and he was unable to refute for a moment. He could only stand there with his head raised in silence.
Zhuang Yan said: "Now I ask you to go back to the shooting range. With your mental condition, what results can you achieve?"
"Also, you are a veteran. After so many years of sniper career, you have not learned to adjust yourself? Have you won too much and forgotten yourself, or have you put yourself too high and can't compete?"
He pointed his hand in the direction of the teaching team.
"You have to practice shooting when others are practicing shooting? As a team leader and a guide, do I have the right to let you run cross-country? The arrogance in your heart makes you forget yourself and dare to ask me why I let you run? You have forgotten the principles of a soldier
Already? Obeying orders is a bounden duty! Tell me, do you still remember?!"
The last few words, the solemn voice became heavier, like a thunderbolt suddenly flashing across the sky, making Zhong Rui tremble all over.
More than ten meters away, a middle-aged Taoist priest was holding a cup of tea and was sitting on a small mazaar to watch the excitement. He was almost frightened out of his wits by the solemn and angry shout. The teacup lost its grip and shook, and the hot tea spilled out, making him choke.
Bared teeth.
What is this? This is...
This soldier is so scary...
The Taoist priest thought for a while and decided not to watch the fun. He picked up the maza and returned to the main hall quietly.
Zhuang Yan took out his stopwatch and pointed in the direction of the teaching team: "Run! I didn't ask you to stop, so you kept running for me! Run until I am satisfied! I will wait for you here. When I am satisfied,
I'll tell you to stop."
Zhong Rui hesitated in his heart. He seemed to have thought about refuting, but in the end he decided not to. He lowered his head, carried his backpack and gun, and continued running.
The sun sets in the west.
Zhong Rui no longer knows how many times he has run.
He was a little confused.
I remember that I started running in the morning and ran non-stop.
One trip after another.
In the past two days, Zhuang Yan has been like this. While others go to the shooting range, he just runs.
He was running so hard that he had an illusion. Was he preparing to participate in a special forces competition or a sniper competition?
Although the sniper competition also has cross-country comprehensive sniping subjects, it doesn’t need to be run like this, right?
Even if they want to run, they can't always run alone. Why can Li Zheng and the others go out for a ten-kilometer run in the morning and then go back to shoot targets and practice sniping for a day, while he is here like a wild animal running for his life?
Running like a dog?
Li Zheng...
When he thought of Li Zheng, Zhong Rui's emotions began to tumble.
This name is simply unthinkable.
When he thought of Li Zheng, Zhong Rui's mood became a little confused, and his heart began to tumble.
That was a hurdle he couldn't get over.
We climbed up Centipede Ridge again and passed the entrance of the Taoist Temple.
He saw that Zhuang Yan and the Taoist priest had actually moved a small table at the door, and they were sitting there making tea and drinking together.
He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Zhuang Yan glanced at him and yelled: "Run!"
Zhong Rui could only shut up and continue running with his backpack on his back.
The Taoist priest looked at Zhong Rui's retreating back, then looked up at the bright sun in the sky, and couldn't help but say: "In this weather...are you afraid of something happening if you run like this?"
Zhuang Yan took the teacup, took a sip of tea and said, "He's fine, don't worry."
The Taoist priest asked again: "I see you took him here for two days. Is this..."
When the words came to my mouth, I seemed to feel that I shouldn't comment on other people's military matters, so I shut up again.
Zhuang Yan said: "The Taoist priest will speak directly if he has something to say."
The Taoist priest thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't look like training."
Zhuang Yan asked: "How can we see it?"
The Taoist priest said: "I have been a Taoist priest here for twenty years. Soldiers from your army often run here and back again. I have seen it many times. They used to run in groups. In the past two days, it seems to me
It's just the two of you coming and going, so I don't think it's training."
Zhuang Yan's eyes lit up: "Then what do you think this is about?"
The Taoist priest wiped his goatee, and said like an outsider, "Is he cultivating his character?"