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Chapter 141 The match against the first district team (seeking the moon)

Solemn worries are not unreasonable.

In the Third Squadron, Luo Xiaoming is not an ordinary squad leader.

Although he was still in the third year and had the rank of sergeant, he was indeed the most horrible squad leader in the entire third squadron.

In the army, if you can call you a slut, it proves that you are indeed awesome or worthy of appreciation for others.

This word sounds a bit vulgar, but it is not a swear word or even a bit of a compliment.

Zhuang Yan didn't know much about Luo Xiaoming's history, but he also heard about it.

It is said that this squad leader Luo is a famous top training student in the 1st Division teaching team. He has achieved top-notch standards in many subjects, dropped 78 meters of bombs, and the 400-meter obstacle also reached 1 minute and 30 seconds. What's even more terrifying is that shooting is already a special shooter.

In addition, he is also the squad leader of the demonstration squad of the infantry tactical subject of the entire division.

It is not rare to reach the top level in one or two subjects. What is rare is that many of them have been achieved. The quality of such soldiers is terrible.

Luo Xiaoming, who has multiple halo blessings, is most unlucky, that he did not get the second-class merit.

In peaceful times, it is not easy to achieve a second-class merit. The possibility of a soldier obtaining a second-class merit is very slim. Except for special circumstances, it seems that there is only one way to go for the military district competition.

However, the military district competition was only held once every five years, and most soldiers even waited for the opportunity to show their skills and had already put on their backpacks and returned home.

In the solemn eyes, the acting captain of the district and the seventh squad leader Luo Xiaoming is not an ordinary squad leader and must not be offended.

The next morning, according to the training plan, the training subject of the third district team was basic tactical training.

The so-called basic tactical training is actually simple and simple, neither simple nor simple.

It is said to be simple because the most basic postures of tactics are very simple, such as crawling in low positions, crawling in kneeling in high positions, crawling in high positions, rolling in, jumping in, etc.

It is actually not difficult to learn, but it is not easy to learn thoroughly.

Like a 400-meter obstacle, basic tactical action training is one of the subjects that every infantry hates.

This is the subject that consumes training clothing and causes the most trauma.

When participating in tactical training, almost every soldier will be injured. It is still a trivial matter to break the skin. Some soldiers crawl in the barbed wire. If they are not careful, their work is not standardized and they are hanged in blood by the barbed wire.

That morning, the students of the third district team climbed under the barbed wire with three movements: low, kneeling and high postures until after ten o'clock, and blood stains were leaking from almost everyone's elbows.

A piece of skin was even cut on the back of the solemn wrist, and it was bloody and looked terrible.

"Okay, there's enough time!" Luo Xiaoming looked at the stopwatch and announced the end of basic tactical training. "I'm fine in climbing. I hope you have this speed and standard for the assessment at that time. Don't get diarrhea for me when the critical moment!"

When he heard that he could finish the training, Zhuang Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Now everyone looks like a mud monkey, sweat and sand, and the tattered summer training uniforms on their bodies have long turned into a green and yellow color, looking like a group of beggars.

"Xiao Ming, should you take it back to the garage room for a rest?" asked Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the eighth squad.

Luo Xiaoming looked at his watch and frowned, "It's only half past ten, it seems to be too early."

While talking, he turned around and looked around.

A solemn heart hangs again.

This shows that Luo Xiaoming is looking for something to do.

Yes, find something to do.

This is not a good sign.

Sure enough, Luo Xiaoming soon made a new discovery.

The first area team was training obstacles at the obstacle field not far from the tactical field, and shouted one after another, which was very lively.

Wang Datong touched his arm and said, "It's over, Lao Qi wants to get a barrier."

"Lao Qi" is the nickname given to Luo Xiaoming by the students of the third district team in private.

Zhuang Yan answered Wang Datong with a bitter look on his face: "I'm not blind! I saw it!"

Luo Xiaoming walked to the side of the obstacle course, stopped and looked for a while, suddenly turned around and blew a whistle to the soldiers on the tactical field, shouting: "Come here to gather!"

After the team gathered on the side of the obstacle course, Luo Xiaoming held the lanyard of the stopwatch in his hand and put it in his hand, swaying circles, and walked to the captain of the first district Li Biao and said, "Captain of the first district, how about our district team and your district team have a 400-meter obstacle confrontation?"

In the army, there is a saying that who can do it or not, and compare it on the training ground.

"Oh! It's rare that the seventh squad leader is in great interest!"

As the captain of the first district, Li Biao had no reason not to accept the call, and he also blew the whistle and gathered the team.

"Everyone from the first district team came to gather! Our brothers from the third district team have to compete with us!"

The squad leaders of the first district team heard that the third district team came to meet for a game, so they could not lose their face. How could they just admit defeat?

"Everyone has come and gather!"

"Hurry up!"

"Talk with the third district team and let them know the level of our first district team!"

At the instigation of the squad leader, all the students from the first district team ran to the starting point of the obstacle course and lined up. They were eager to try and were ready to look at the soldiers of the third district team.

The obstacle course of the teaching brigade is the most standard obstacle course with the most runways in the first division.

Four people can run together at the same time.

"Squad Leader 7, what are you planning to do? Group fight or single fight!?" The captain of the first district was also a young lieutenant. He had just been assigned to the teaching team for a year, and he was not a few years older than these big-headed soldiers. It was the time when he was full of energy.

Those who serve in the army are a bit wild, and they also like the competition the most. Moreover, everyone wants to make a profit. They are all pre-received squad leader, and no one is missing anybody.

"Of course it's a one-on-one fight! Group fights are not the style of our third-district team!" Luo Xiaoming waved his hand, "Let two people go at one time, our district team is exactly the same as your district team, and they are all 36, right?"

"That's right!" said the captain of the first district.

"Then it's one-on-one, just match 36 pairs to see who wins more times." Luo Xiaoming looked at the captain of the first district with a smile, and said, "How about it? Do you dare?"

"The son of the turtle dared not!" said the captain of the first district to the squad leader under his command: "Put the long dragon, the column of the road, occupying the No. 1 runway!"

The soldiers from the first district team were all lined up at the starting point of Runway 1.

Luo Xiaoming pointed to the No. 2 runway and said to all the students in the third district team: "Did you see it? The brothers in the first district team are so confident. How can our third district team disappoint them? The column of the whole road lined up for me!"

Zhuang Yan and others could only line up at the starting point of Runway No. 2 in a row.

"Damn..." The weakest thing in Zhuangyan is the 400-meter obstacle. This time I have to compare the most. I am really afraid of what I am.

"Before running, I want to remind everyone." Luo Xiaoming walked around the students of the third district team with a stopwatch, saying, "The one-month deadline is soon over. At the end of the month, we will conduct a unified survey and assessment of the entire team. I don't think I need to talk nonsense and you all know the importance. Today I will treat it as me to test your results in advance. If it doesn't work, I will practice to the death this week until I pass."

His eyes were either intentionally or unintentionally, and he swept across his solemn face.

"Sports competition emphasizes participation, but our soldiers' competitions are different. We compare military subjects. Military subjects are set for future wars. Wars are hard-working, so the competitions between soldiers must be won. Comrades who lose later will pay attention. I will punish people..."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but shuddered in his heart. Tens of thousands of grass and mud horses ran over and stepped on them again. It was already messy.

He didn't know who he was going to play, and he still had the confidence to win most of the people in the eighth company, but here, everyone was the class leader and the students, all the best, and some were even top players. If they were not lucky enough to meet a top player, they would have no chance.
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