Give me a chance, fair competition, prove that I am better than the other person, only I am suitable for you, only I can give you happiness, similar cliches, Yang Chen has heard it countless times, better, more suitable, future happiness, Nima
Just say it with one mouth?
But at this moment, Yang Chen was not annoyed or angry. He looked at Tang Jianfeng with a calm heart. Worried, uneasy, and angry were purely manifestations of low self-esteem and lack of self-confidence.
When he was once poor and destitute, Yang Chen didn't lack self-confidence, let alone now.
Wu Rui glanced at Yang Chen quietly and saw that the face of the guy who was about to be engaged to her was as usual. She was a little relieved and stared coldly at the amorous Tang Jianfeng, thinking about how to completely make him give up.
At this time, Tang Jianfeng turned to look at Yang Chen, smiled proudly like a noble prince, and said: "Ruirui told me that you were an excellent soldier. I have always wanted to see how outstanding you are and whether you are worthy of Ruirui."
, today you and I finally meet, how about you open my eyes?"
"Tang Jianfeng, I'm about to get engaged, please respect yourself." Wu Rui spoke before Yang Chen, her words and demeanor showed an indifference that would make people thousands of miles away.
Women who are sexy and have no independent opinions are indeed easy to be taken down by stalking, but Wu Rui is not this kind of woman. So many young men in the capital who are experienced in picking up girls have been disgraced by her. Tang Jianfeng's meager behavior, in addition to ordering
She became more and more disgusted and had no other effect.
"Ruirui, I am doing this for your own good. You are the best soldier and the most perfect woman I have ever seen. Only a truly outstanding man is worthy of you. I cannot ignore you and violate myself." Tang Jianfeng said plausibly.
His selfishness of entangled with beautiful women was transformed into care and love for Wu Rui.
Yang Chen pouted, his impression of Tang Jianfeng plummeting.
"Are you good for me?" Wu Rui became angry, and she was a self-righteous person. The last trace of her affection for Tang Jianfeng as a classmate disappeared immediately. If Yang Chen hadn't stopped her with his eyes in time, she would have exploded.
"Ruirui, I know you laugh at my arrogance, but sooner or later you will understand my painstaking efforts." Tang Jianfeng kept talking without taking into account Wu Rui's feelings and mood.
Right here... Are you still chasing Ruirui?
Yang Chen finally couldn't help it and smiled, quite disdainfully, and said: "Brother, stop talking nonsense, how do you want to prove that you are better than me?"
Tang Jianfeng held his head high and said, "Prove it in a military way."
"It's up to you..." Yang Chen readily agreed.
"Meet you at the training ground of the Third Guard Division at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." After achieving his goal, Tang Jianfeng also realized that it was useless to talk more, so he put down these words, took a deep look at Wu Rui, and turned to leave.
"Husband, how come you are so familiar with this kind of person?" Wu Rui asked with a wry smile.
"The mountain man has his own clever plan." Yang Chen smiled evilly. For a man like Tang Jianfeng who felt good about himself, his sense of superiority and self-confidence must be ravaged to the point where nothing is left, otherwise he will never be finished.
The two talked and walked to the parking lot hand in hand.
Tang Jianfeng did not leave directly, but stayed in a corner, using the cover of the bustling crowd to secretly observe Yang Chen and Wu Rui. Seeing the two people so intimate, he squinted and murmured: "Ruirui, tomorrow you will see what a good man is."
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Yang Chen drove Wu Rui across the capital and returned to the Wu family's mansion on the outskirts of Beijing. He originally stayed in a hotel, but was enthusiastically persuaded by the Wu family to stay, so he stayed overnight at the Wu family's house.
The next morning, Yang Chen drove to the training ground of the Third Guard Division. The training ground was in Nankou Town, Changping District, where the 11th Regiment of the Third Guard Division was stationed.
The Third Garrison Division is one of the first six mechanized infantry divisions in the Republic. It is also known as the ace division of the Royal Guards, the 11th Regiment, and the Red Army. It bears the glory of walking through snowy mountains and grasslands and crossing Chishui River four times. It has a history from the Red Army period.
The nickname that is still used today...Tiger Group.
The best among the best.
This is the pride of the officers and soldiers of the 11th Regiment.
Tang Jianfeng served as the battalion commander of the 11th Regiment. He had studied at the National Defense University and considered himself the best soldier. He was arrogant and did not take Yang Chen seriously.
At ten o'clock sharp, Tang Jianfeng stood waiting outside the gate of the station. In the distance, a military Warrior off-road vehicle drove quickly. He saw clearly that the driver was Yang Chen, and Wu Rui was sitting in the passenger seat. The corner of his mouth immediately outlined an arrogant expression.
The curvature is like a smile but not a smile, as if Yang Chen is determined.
A powerful off-road vehicle approaches.
Tang Jianfeng took a look at the license plate with great interest. It was the General Staff's brand and it had some background. He didn't take it seriously and thought it was the car that Wu Rui found. He once heard a classmate from the National Defense University say that Wu Rui had a deep background and seemed to have a father who was a general.
, this is not one of the motivations for him to pester Wu Rui.
Tang Jianfeng was about to walk to the guard post at the gate and give the order to let him go. Yang Chen drove ahead of him and came to the guard post. He showed his ID. After the guard looked at it carefully, he stood at attention and saluted, "Hello, Chief!"
Chief?
Tang Jianfeng was a little confused.
Although the coverage of the chief is too broad, it is not an exaggeration for a soldier to call him a chief when he meets a company-level cadre, but what kind of chief is Yang Chen, a former soldier?
The certificate was probably Wu Rui's. Tang Jianfeng was relieved when he thought of this.
Behind the Eleventh Regiment's station, the huge training ground was in full swing. Slogans, shouts, and the sound of live ammunition fired guns intertwined into a blood-heated melody. The off-road vehicle was parked at the edge of the training ground. Yang Chen silently admired the familiar scene, feeling sad.
I reflect on my military career.
Tang Jianfeng, who was following along at a trot, saw Yang Chen in a daze. He thought that the former soldier was deeply shocked and felt so good about himself. He pointed at the distant shooting range with high spirits, "The battalion I led has won the first place in the comprehensive competition in the garrison area for two consecutive years."
Name, they are the best soldiers, and I... am their soul."
"Oh..." Yang Chen nodded and smiled faintly.
"Please..." Tang Jianfeng invited Yang Chen to enter the room with a provocative tone.
Yang Chen stepped forward calmly. As Tang Jianfeng arrived at the shooting range first, Wu Rui followed silently. On the shooting range, Tang Jianfeng's soldiers lined up neatly.
The battalion commander competed with others, and they all cheered.
"His name is Yang Chen. He has also been a soldier. It is said that he is very good. Today, under the witness of everyone, he and I have a friendly discussion and learn from each other." Tang Jianfeng introduced Yang Chen to his soldiers, and more than 500 officers and soldiers in the whole battalion turned around.
Looking at Yang Chen, there was disapproving contempt in his unkind eyes.
Yang Chen faced everyone calmly.
At the shooting position, someone dismantled two Type 95 automatic rifles into parts, obviously to compare the speed of assembling the guns, the shooting speed, and the shooting accuracy.
Everyone watched with bated breath as Yang Chen and Tang Jianfeng walked towards the shooting position.
The second lieutenant officer holding a military stopwatch in one hand shouted to start. At this moment, except for Wu Rui, no one onlookers thought that Yang Chen could win.
Next, an unforgettable and shocking scene fell before their eyes.
Yang Chen slowly squatted down and stared straight ahead, not bothering to look at the gun parts on the ground, but his hands moved at a dizzying speed.
Tang Jianfeng, who firmly believed that he was sure to win, was just halfway through the formation when a gunshot that shook his heart came from the shooting position next to him. He couldn't help but look sideways and saw Yang Chen firing rapidly, seemingly without much aim and shooting based on feeling.
The gunfire stopped suddenly.
Tang Jianfeng still held the half-assembled gun and was at a loss.
Someone rushed to the target position outside Baimi, and soon received more shocking information. Thirty rounds of bullets, all ten rings, and the coin-sized part in the middle of the target had been smashed.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Tang Jianfeng stared at Yang Chen, his expression changing continuously. He fired slowly in a lying position, which may not have been ten rounds. Yang Chen squatted half-crouched, fired continuously at extremely fast speeds, and achieved such extraordinary results. It was unbelievable, and he murmured: "This is impossible...
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Under normal circumstances, when Yang Chen is in this position and firing at such a speed, the recoil force and muzzle tremor amplitude of the gun will accumulate rapidly, making it difficult to control in the end. It is very difficult to miss the target, so why not talk about ten rings of a gun.
So Tang Jianfeng lost his voice and said it was impossible.
Yang Chen smiled casually and said quietly: "Practice makes perfect. Do you think it's impossible that you shoot too few bullets? Have you ever tasted shooting thousands of bullets every day? At first, you will be so nauseated and vomited by the recoil that you can't eat.
Tinnitus, as time goes by, you will get used to it, and in the future, the gun and the person will form a tacit understanding, which can also be called the unity of the gun and the person. Whatever you want to compete with today, I will accompany you to the end."
Tang Jianfeng was dumbfounded as he listened to Yang Chen's words. He calmed down and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay..."
Shooting, fighting, physical fitness, Yang Chen destroyed Tang Jianfeng's confidence and self-esteem time and time again. Everyone on the training ground was attracted by this disparity in strength and looked at Yang Chen like a monster.
"Is it still a competition?"
The domineering Yang Chen in the center of the fighting field asked Tang Jianfeng, who had been defeated time and time again, tepidly.
The disgraced Tang Jianfeng looked ugly. He thought he could give Yang Chen a hard blow, but he ended up being embarrassed in front of everyone. How could he compare? He shook his head and said no...but he couldn't say anything. He was so confused that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Commander Tang, I think it's better not to compete." Yang Chen walked up to Tang Jianfeng, put his arms around his shoulders, and walked out of the circle of people. The human wall on the three floors inside and outside suddenly opened a gap, and people were in awe.
His eyes moved with Yang Chen's movements.
"Husband..." Wu Rui called softly, feeling that there was no need to compete with Tang Jianfeng anymore.
"Let me chat with him for a few words." Yang Chen turned around and smiled at Wu Rui. He walked to the edge of the training ground with Tang Jianfeng in his arms, and said playfully: "It's not good for people to belittle oneself, but don't be blindly arrogant, especially as the leader of the army.
Officials must be down-to-earth, as you said, you are their soul and their role model, and you must lead by example."
"Why are you teaching me a lesson?" Tang Jianfeng became ferocious with a sense of humiliation and glared at Yang Chen.
"Because in terms of rank, it's not an exaggeration for you to call me chief." Yang Chen took out the officer, unfolded it, and held it in front of Tang Jianfeng's eyes. Tang Jianfeng's ferocious expression suddenly froze.
Colonel.
Regular group level.
Tang Jianfeng was dumbfounded and opened his mouth, but could not speak.
"You can take care of yourself." Yang Chen put away the ID, turned around, walked a few steps, stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you know Ruirui's family background?"
Tang Jianfeng shook his head subconsciously.
"Her father's name is Wu Yuanchao. Who is her grandfather? You should be able to imagine that even without me, you can't get in the door of the Wu family. If you continue to pester and annoy Ruirui, you can weigh the consequences yourself." Yang Chen said.
