Li Yunlong, who lost the competition, was not angry, but laughed openly, and praised: "Good, you kid are good players."

Zhang Dabiao was not humble either, "Captain, I will be able to eat this meat for you."

Everyone didn't think this was amazing. Li Yunlong was so open-minded and approachable. What was this?

The second battalion commander and the third battalion commander were not good at fighting and did not want to lose face in front of the entire regiment, so naturally they did not sign up. So the second one to compete was Yuan Pengfei.

"Captain, offended."

Yuan Pengfei was very self-aware and could not win the routine. He shouted loudly, rushed forward and tangled with Li Yunlong, playing the trick of Mongolian wrestling.

One of his classmates is Mongolians and has been exposed to such things since childhood. College students are young and energetic, and fights often occur.

So this good student also taught them some of these skills, which is definitely the best way to deal with people who have no such experience.

Wrap, hug, grab, and fall, not only limit the opponent's performance, but also plays a role in attacking the opponent.

That is, pull the opponent to the same level as you and then use your extensive experience to defeat him.

There is no doubt that Li Yunlong, a great man from the north, had never been exposed to such a fight, and lost this battle in a frustration.

No one was surprised this time. Li Yunlong stood up and patted the dust on his body, praising: "Good, your wrestling skills are also good. If you have time, you can teach them to everyone as a supplementary skill outside of training."

Yuan Pengfei laughed, "Captain, I can eat this meat!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand impatiently and asked him to leave.

To be honest, this Mongolian wrestling skill is not very useful on the battlefield. After all, no enemy will give you the opportunity to fight closely. Those who can be solved with guns will not use bayonets, and those who can be solved with bayonets will not use bare hands.

Zhang Dabiao was very strong and Yuan Pengfei took advantage of the situation, but the soldiers who were ranked behind them were not so lucky.

There are only a few more than 30 people who can knock Li Yunlong down. The remaining people are nothing more than a matter of how long they last. Some can try to play a few rounds, while others are knocked down in one round.

However, those who can enter the martial arts strengthening platoon do not mean that they must defeat Li Yunlong, and some who have a foundation in martial arts can do it. Those who defeat Li Yunlong may not necessarily enter the strengthening platoon. Who makes them have heavier responsibilities and more important positions?

Holding the fat, oily pork stew, Yuan Pengfei happily took the bowl to his stomach with the wonderful competition from everyone.

But he hasn't had enough food for many days, and his appetite has increased exponentially. He only ate half full with this big bowl of stewed with steamed buns, and he can eat two more bowls of stewed dishes.

"Lao Wang, let's have another bowl of stewed vegetables and two steamed buns, so I'll save you some more of it." Yuan Pengfei put the bowl on the table and said to Lao Wang in the kitchen.

Lao Wang looked up at him and joked, "Company Commander Yuan, I don't say anything about free meals, and it's not a big deal to make you a bowl. But today this big fat pig was ordered by the commander to kill, and the rules are also settled.

Even if you eat meat, you can only eat this bowl. I can’t make a second bowl for you. If you are not full, you can give you two steamed buns to your stomach."

Yuan Pengfei glanced at the eyes and knew that what Lao Wang said was not false. Zhang Dabiao's empty bowl was already there, so clean that there was not even half a mouthful of soup left.

The battalion commander had no choice, so what special can he, a company commander, do!

But thinking of the rules, his eyes lit up, and he hurried to the commander of the regiment and asked, "Captain, I remember you said you threw the grenade into the basket and passed the political commissar's gun test. These two can also eat meat."

"Yes! But you kid already eat meat, why are you asking about this?" Li Yunlong looked him up and down and asked.

"Hehe, how can a bowl of meat fill the appetite of us big-bellied men!" Yuan Pengfei said embarrassedly.

Li Yunlong looked at him, then looked at the first batch of winners who had finished eating the meat. He had no choice but to nod and agreed.

This is different from the situation of Monk Wei. Monk Wei cannot eat meat alone when he refuses, and Monk Wei is sure to win.

If this rejection is to make the hearts of those outstanding people feel cold. After all, his slogan is that those who are capable eat meat, while those who are incompetent stand aside. Moreover, whether those who are able to eat meat depends on how good they are, it is very fair.

There were ten baskets in the snow, ten soldiers in a group, running for more than ten meters, and then aiming and throwing them out.

Zhao Gang stood beside and shouted, "First group, throw it away."

Ten grenades without strings were thrown into the snow like flowers scattered by the goddess, and none of them were in the basket.

Zhao Gang didn't pay much attention to it and continued to start the bomb drops in the second and third groups. Ten groups dropped the bombs, and in addition to Wang Gensheng, who was sure to win, there was another lucky man, Liu Zhuzi, who threw it in and enjoyed the treatment of eating meat.

Soon, Yuan Pengfei, who was assigned to the 18th group, followed the political commissar's order, and the ten-meter grenade ran out of his hand, and the basket was in a straight corner.

"Yuan Pengfei eats meat!"

The political commissar was not sure how surprised he was, but he still shouted expressionlessly on the surface.

This time, Yuan Pengfei was actually a little surprised. Holding the hot bowl, he thought to himself while eating.

How did you practice this grenade throwing technique?

This body did not master this technique, and he himself had never experienced military training. The only thing that could be explained was his favorite game in elementary school - making sandbags.

Then the games that you don’t have heavy studies and can play anytime and anywhere are not just about jumping rubber bands, square grids, or making sandbags.

The two girls played a lot, and the boys and girls could play the game, and there was no limit on the number of people.

After playing with sandbags for several years, not only did they train their reaction and short-distance sprints, but even threw sandbags became their specialty.

Throwing a grenade and a sandbag is nothing more than a size, shape and weight, but it is the same in front of the prince throwing a sandbag.

However, it is not necessary to train the accuracy of throwing grenades. Grenades are range-based damage. As long as the accuracy of throwing is not too bad, it can kill the enemy's life.

Although throwing it accurately can cause more damage, it can only play a role in adding icing on the cake. If you have time to practice and train, you will definitely gain more benefits by using the marksmanship and thorns, so this kind of thing is unpaid.

Thinking about things, a bowl of delicious stewed dishes was already ready to taste it.

Yuan Pengfei was still a little unsatisfied, so he came to Zhao Gang, "Political Commissar Zhao, how is the situation of this bomb drop team competition?"

"The whole group has thirteen successes, and the situation is pretty good." Zhao Gang said without raising his head.

Yuan Pengfei thought to himself: There are 13 bomb droppers, and from the perspective of the entire team, one of 80 people is released, and the proportion is pretty good.

Having such an accurate bomb thrower is equivalent to having a cheap grenade launcher. Although it is not as far away as the grenade launcher, it also has a unique advantage - the price is cheap.

Grenade launchers are not worth much in the hands of the Japanese, but in the eyes of the independent regiment, it is the top three treasures in the eyes of the regiment commander, second only to mortars and heavy machine guns. The third company is not qualified to own them alone!

A moment later, Zhao Gang wrote down the last few names in the notebook, looked up and saw Yuan Pengfei who was full of oil and jokingly said, "Oh, Pengfei has eaten two bowls of meat, aren't he full yet?"

Yuan Pengfei came to his senses and smiled: "It's still the political commissar who understands me, but the rules of the group leader are there. I have to show my ability to eat meat so that this third bowl can get into my stomach."

Li Yunlong made a promise, and Zhao Gang didn't have to carry thunder for this bowl of meat. He nodded and said, "You proposed the idea of ​​shooting skills, so you have to add some difficulty. If someone puts a bullet shell, you put three. Is this reasonable?"

This condition is naturally unstoppable for Yuan Pengfei. He inherited his original gun technique and continued to practice during this period. His endurance of holding a gun was extraordinary. He put three bullet shells on it and did not move at all for half an hour, and he already had the three-point style of a sharpshooter.

However, he couldn't agree too readily, which made the political commissar feel that he was at a disadvantage. He said in a hesitant manner: "Political commissar, one bullet shell has become three, and the difficulty has increased more than doubled. Let's discuss it again."

Zhao Gang immediately raised his face and pretended to be unhappy, saying, "Yuan Pengfei, you proposed the idea of ​​this competition. You want to participate without adding any difficulty. How can there be so many good things! If you think it is too difficult, you can quit, but I didn't force you to participate."

"Okay, you have the final say in the political commissar, but I want to win. This bowl of meat cannot be denied, I must keep it for me!"

Yuan Pengfei looked unwilling, which made the political commissar feel that this competition was aggrieved and difficult, and he was not sure.

Zhao Gang was naturally very proud. As the only man in the group who owns a watch, he is still the supervisor and referee of this link. He is unwilling to let others think that he is letting go, which increases part of the difficulty, and there is no reason for others to talk.

In a blink of an eye, the third test began, and a soldier was lying on the ground, shooting. There was a yellow bullet shell standing on the head of the gun held by everyone.

On the gun that Yuan Pengfei was holding, three yellow bullet shells lined up in a row and stood firmly on the gun.

Whether the gun is shot accurately or not is stable is an important point. It is also a good way to use it to test whether you are qualified as a sharpshooter.

As a veteran, this aspect is definitely not bad.
Chapter completed!