After leaving the dock, Li Zheng couldn't wait to go to the hospital to find Fatty Wei.
Fatty Wei promised to go back to the boat early and buy himself something to drink. This guy probably got off the boat and had so much fun that he forgot about his brothers.
But when I went to the hospital, I couldn't see Fatty Wei. I asked him if the Jiaolong team members who had escorted him down had been here.
The military doctor said he was here.
Asked where he went again?
The military doctor said he had left early.
Li Zheng could only go out depressedly.
Now he could only go back to the temporary barracks to find Fatty Wei.
We will spend the night here tonight. Considering that we have been drifting at sea for more than two months, the base has arranged for the escort officers and soldiers, except those on duty, to stay in a newly built barracks.
To get to that barracks, you have to pass through most of the base.
Walking on the road to the base, you can see some 09 infantry fighting vehicles and ZTL-11 assault guns parked in the warehouse from a distance. Several of them have been placed in defensive positions in various corners of the base to serve as on-duty guards and are ready for defensive operations at any time.
These new armored vehicles are equipped with a series of domestically produced and self-developed automatic artillery, anti-tank missiles and large-caliber artillery. It can be said that all vehicle-mounted weapons that can be installed are installed on them, and those that cannot be installed are also found.
Ever since they returned from a trip to Seoul in the early 1950s, Chinese soldiers have been hopelessly suffering from an advanced "firepower shortage syndrome."
When passing by the training ground, Li Zheng saw that the training ground was very busy, as if there was some kind of competition going on.
After staying on the ship for more than two months, Li Zheng couldn't move his legs when he saw the training ground.
When training becomes a habit, just like the rice you eat, the water you drink, and even the air you breathe every day, once you leave it, you always feel like something is missing.
Although there are organized trainings on the ship, the deck is only a little larger. You can practice rapid fire with pistols, practice rapid fire with automatic rifles, or throw a few buoy targets into the sea, and practice sniping. Even these have to wait for the helicopter to arrive.
You can only practice in the hangar.
Not to mention the physical subjects such as the ten-kilometer armed cross-country run that we had to do every day in the Tiger Brigade or the Jiaolong Commando. The most strenuous thing was probably running around the ship with equipment on our backs, one lap after another.
It's a lap, but it is a ship after all, and many of the aisles are narrow, so it always feels like you can't stretch your feet when running.
After thinking about it, Li Zheng looked at his watch again. There were still about 40 minutes until 12 o'clock, and lunch time hadn't arrived yet. He didn't rush to gather at the platoon to see what the soldiers in the base were doing.
After passing by, I saw from a distance a big red banner hanging on the rostrum next to the parade road, which read - XXXX "East African Warriors" Military Skills Competition.
Yo ho!
Li Zheng secretly praised it in his heart.
Unexpectedly, in this overseas base thousands of miles away, the martial arts competition actually turned out to be a show, and there was also an "East African Warrior"...
This time, Li Zheng was even more interested.
He hurriedly ran towards the training ground.
At this time, the training field was full of soldiers and officers. The field was divided into many different arenas, and different competition subjects were being held.
Before he even reached the sidelines, he heard someone calling his name.
"Li Zheng! Here!"
Turning around to look around, he saw Wang Haiyang and Zhang Jian standing on the sidelines, waving to him.
"here!"
Li Zheng didn't expect to meet Wang Haiyang and Zhang Jian here. When he looked again, he found that Xiao Jun was also there.
"Captain Xiao, why are you here?"
Li Zheng did not expect that the team, as the deputy captain of the special operations team of this escort formation, would actually join in the fun.
Xiao Jun pointed to the field: "Who do you think that is?"
Li Zheng looked in the direction he was pointing with confusion on his face. When he saw it clearly, he exclaimed: "Fat Wei?!"
That’s right!
Right next to the military parade in front of everyone, Fatty Wei was slowly dragging a Warrior armored vehicle forward.
Like him, there was another Marine next to him.
Li Zheng knew at a glance that this was an event called "Human Trucking", which usually only appeared in special forces competitions. It mainly tested the explosive power of soldiers. Generally, this kind of event is definitely dominated by powerful big men.
Didn’t Fatty Wei go to the hospital to see if he had constipation?
Li Zheng couldn't help but ask Xiao Jun: "Captain, didn't Fatty Wei go to the hospital? Why are you here?"
"Is such that……"
Xiao Jun began to explain to Li Zheng that they originally planned to go to the barracks to rest for a while and then wait for lunch.
It turned out that Xiao Jun had a comrade here. Hearing that he was coming, he took the initiative to come to the door and said that he was inviting them to participate in the "East African Warrior" military skills competition being held at the base today.
His comrade's surname is Liu, and he is a company commander here.
Company Commander Liu's meaning was very clear. He said that the elite troops from Jiaolong were here, and the soldiers at the base wanted to see them, so he asked him to come over and invite the Jiaolong players to come here and participate in the competition.
The base leaders also agreed very much with this idea and agreed to Captain Liu's proposal without even thinking about it.
The reason why Xiao Jun agreed is because everyone has been too depressed in the past two months and has not trained well. Details are not as good as chance encounters. Since it is the right time, it is better to join in and have fun together.
Therefore, except for the few on duty on the ship, the rest of the escort special operations team members are here.
The "Human Truck" subject was what Fatty Wei mainly requested to participate in. When he saw others competing in this subject, he thought that if he appeared on the stage, he would definitely get the first place. After all, his physical fitness was well-known in the team.
So, that's why he's on the field.
After listening to Xiao Jun's explanation, Li Zheng felt a little strange.
He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly told Xiao Jun: "Captain Xiao, Fatty Wei was constipated before. He had been holding in his feces for several days. Do you want him to participate in this competition?"
Xiao Jun didn't know about this, only Zhang Jian knew.
Fatty Wei was also too embarrassed to tell anyone, so he didn't tell anyone else.
"Is there such a thing?"
Xiao Jun was also stunned.
Li Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned his eyes to the field.
Fatty Wei's shoulders and waist were tied to a thick traction rope, and about one meter behind the rope was tied to the front hook of a Warrior armored vehicle.
At this time, Fatty Wei was sweating profusely, with veins on his forehead exposed, and his blood vessels were swollen as if they were about to explode. His face was red, his teeth were clenched, his body was leaning forward at almost forty-five degrees, and his feet were on the asphalt parade road.
, panting like an old cow pulling a cart.
The weight of a Warrior armored vehicle is no joke. The weight of the entire vehicle reaches 4.5 tons. If it is in full combat status, the weight directly soars to 5.7 tons.
The Warrior armored vehicle that Fatty Wei and the Marine Brigade soldier towed obviously only weighed a light vehicle. Even so, ordinary people couldn't pull it.
He couldn't help but ask Xiao Jun: "Captain Xiao, how many meters can you pull?"
Xiao Jun said: "100 meters."
Li Zheng couldn't help but feel his buttocks tighten, and his heart suddenly lifted.
Look at the distance, it's only 30 meters after dragging, and there's still 70 meters left.
The Marines here are playing hard!
Li Zheng was a little worried that Fatty Wei couldn't bear it.