Wang Yuan was originally an ancient warrior. Even if he really ran for five kilometers with a weight of fifty kilograms, he would only be a little tired at most. But now not only is he not tired, but he is also in a much better mood.
Mo Wen smiled helplessly, naturally knowing that Wang Yuan was talking about Zhang Zheng. He did not expect that a person who was usually very serious would actually use this method to protect his shortcomings. Moreover, this was not the first time he had used it, otherwise it would not have been possible.
Move out ten fake backpacks quickly.
There must have been preparations in the past, otherwise, even if you wanted to protect the students in a sudden situation, you would not have been so well prepared.
The night was getting dark, but there were still dozens of figures moving on the runway. An hour passed, and finally everyone was almost moving.
At this speed, it would take less than two or three hours to complete the five-kilometer load.
As for the people in Class 9, although there was no pressure at all and they could finish the race easily, the reason why they still stayed on the track and pretended was naturally to prevent the people in the 3rd Battalion and 4th Company from seeing any clues;
And I can appreciate how exhausted the men of the third battalion and fourth company are, and they are happy to continue being "tortured" on the track.
It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that everyone gradually completed the five-kilometer load-bearing. Everyone in the third battalion and fourth company fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Their bodies looked like they had just been fished out of the water, and their clothes were all soaked with sweat.
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The ninth squadron of the fourth battalion also fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, gasping and moaning. Although they didn't sweat at all, no one could see it at night.
After completing the five-kilometer load-bearing, Zhang Zhangzheng's adjutant ordered a dozen soldiers to take the backpack away, and everyone understood it tacitly.
In the next week, military training gradually became formal, and there were more and more training items; it can be said that the hard days have just begun.
But after the last punishment, the people in Class 9 were extremely obedient to Zhang Zheng's orders, and they also worked hard in training, and gradually became the best class in the 4th Battalion and 3rd Company.
There will naturally be various competitions among soldiers. There will be competitions between different camps. There will also be competitions between different companies in the same camp. There will even be strong competition and comparison between different classes in the same company.
The ninth class in three consecutive classes can stand out in the third consecutive class. It is an honor obtained by defeating the other nine classes at the same time.
Standing in a military posture and walking squarely, Class Nine is the most neat and orderly.
In terms of fighting skills, Class 9 has the highest level.
In the 400-meter obstacle course, Class 9 had the highest average score.
Class nine learns military knowledge and escape skills the fastest.
There were fights in the first week of military training, but the naughty class in the eyes of others won the most honors.
Today, shooting training begins. Shooting is an indispensable item in the army. Although some people may only touch a gun a few times in the army in their lifetime and will basically never use it in the future. However, shooting items reflect a person's comprehensive quality.
standard.
Mo Wen played with the pistol in his hand, his fingers beating rapidly, and in just a few seconds, he disassembled the pistol into its most primitive parts.
Then he started assembling it, and within a moment, or maybe three breaths, a complete pistol appeared in his hand.
Yesterday, the instructor taught them the principles and structure of firearms, and demonstrated the disassembly and assembly of a pistol. As soon as he touched the gun today, Mo Wen learned everything.
As a man of two generations, Mo Wen's IQ and EQ are naturally incomparable to ordinary people, and his insight and learning ability are far beyond ordinary people.
Especially after practicing the art of divine hands, his hands are dexterous and quick, and he can assemble and disassemble firearms incredibly quickly.
Pulling the safety catch, Mo Wen raised his hand and fired at the target fifty meters away. A blast of hot air rushed out of the gun's muzzle, and the bullet was ejected in time.
Almost at the same time, a gun hole appeared in the center of the ten-ring red heart of the target in the distance.
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. He experienced the power of the pistol personally for the first time. The explosive power, speed and penetration ability were all terrifying. It still posed a great threat to him now.
Mo Wen, the miracle doctor of that life, might be able to spread his energy into a gang and be able to kill him with bullets; but with his current level of cultivation, facing firearms might be fatal.
Moreover, pistols are only the most basic firearms. There are also rifles, machine guns, and sniper rifles with the most lethality on a single target. Once you are caught in a hail of bullets, you will definitely end up dead or alive.
"Good marksmanship."
A sound of admiration suddenly sounded from not far away. Instructor Zhang Zhangzheng walked over with a strange expression, looked at Mo and asked: "Have you ever practiced shooting before?"
Mo Wen just took a shot, and it happened to fall into his eyes. The shot was natural and smooth, without any sloppiness. He just raised his hand and fired a shot, and it hit the ten-ring red heart. It was definitely a shot that could only be obtained after thousands of hard work, and he might not be able to do it.
arrive.
Mo Wen smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying.
He has never practiced shooting, but he has practiced concealed weapons, which can also kill people a hundred steps away; and practicing concealed weapons is much more difficult than practicing shooting. In order to learn the concealed weapon skills of an old man in the world, he had to
I know how much I suffered.
With his control and insight into concealed weapons, practicing shooting is naturally a piece of cake.
"Your marksmanship is good, comparable to a professional level."
Zhang Zhangzheng glanced at Mo Wen with a deep look, but he was a little curious about Mo Wen's identity. Who could a person who is so familiar with firearms be? Although there are many possibilities, it is certain that this person is named Mo Wen.
Students are not simple.
Moreover, he was one of the people who got into a fight in the cafeteria last time. As a result, everyone else had some injuries, except for him and Wang Yuan. It would be difficult for such a chaotic group fight to avoid injuries, and the fighting skills would probably be very difficult.
"I'm just a bit keen on the use of firearms, and I haven't had any special training." Mo Wen didn't lie.
Zhang Li smiled noncommittally. He was not a person who liked to dig out other people's secrets. No one had a secret.
"There will be a battalion competition in two weeks. The four recruit battalions will gather together to exchange training results and compete with each other in professional skills. To put it bluntly, it is a competition between battalions, to compete for success and face."
"Perhaps you can win an honor for our fourth battalion."
Zhang Zhangzheng took a deep look at Mo Wen, then turned and left.
Mo Wen touched his chin and shrugged helplessly. He didn't pay much attention to the honor between the camps. Although he was still a hot-blooded young man, he had experienced too many things and had taken a dim view of many things.
He has heard of the camp competition; in the later stages of military training, as usual, there will be a big competition between different camps to determine the best military training camp. Students who contribute to this will receive a certificate as a reward.
Honor, and it will also be written into the file.
There are four military training camps in the 19th Group Military Region, one for women and three for men, with a total of more than 2,000 people. It is not an easy task to stand out from more than 2,000 people and overpower others.
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After all, there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons among the students of Huaxia University, and there are quite a few students who are not simple. Who knows what powerful people will be hidden among them. For example, Wang Yuan is an ancient warrior hidden among ordinary people, and he is
His upper bunk.
Mo Wen believed that there should be people like Wang Yuan in the military region; as for their actual level, he didn't know yet.