One week after the fall was the darkest moment when Zhuang Yan was in the teaching brigade.

Only as a top student can you feel the feeling that you are about to have the opportunity to touch success, but are suddenly pulled away from your hands by something called fate.

Zhuang Yan observed in the field hospital for a day. During the day, the captain of the squadron, Zhou Huping, and instructor Wang Zengming, came. When he saw Zhuang Yan, he scolded him, saying why he didn't take protection? Why are he showing off his strength and competitive? He was going to compete in martial arts. Don't you know?

After being stunned by the solemn Yan, he comforted him: "It's okay, your hands are not broken, I'm afraid of hair! Don't you still have one hand? You're okay to shoot a gun!"

The next day, he was discharged from the hospital and returned to the teaching team. Zhuang Yan kept tying his hand with a bandage, and he couldn't do anything.

I took a gun and tried it. I couldn't hold the guardrail with my left hand to effectively control the gun. I guess it would be difficult to do it, let alone practice it in two, three, four, and five.

At night, the joints of the upper arm began to feel a slight pain, and I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Zhuangyan had no choice but to sneak out of the lineup and sit in front of the squadron while sitting on the basketball side and staring at the moon in the sky.

He kept thinking about it.

I remembered Lao Mi and Lao Qi.

He felt very strange that he was in a very calm mood this time.

Shouldn't you be upset?

Shouldn't you be sad?

However, Zhuangyan found that she had no such emotions at all.

The reason why I came out here and sat there was because my joints really hurt. I grinned as long as I moved.

Military doctor Li Shangyue said that the pain was the most painful in the few days after the dislocated arm, and even prescribed several painkillers for Zhuangyan.

It's no big deal, solemn thought.

The next day, when the top training team of the teaching team participating in the competition gathered at the shooting range and was distributing bullets, the shooting instructor Peng Qiang heard a loud report from behind.

"Report to Teacher Peng, the students of the Third Squadron solemnly requested to return to the team!"

Peng Qiang looked back and immediately said "Huh".

"Zhengyan, wasn't your hand just injured?"

Zhuang Yan looked down at the bandage hanging around her neck and said with a smile: "Teacher Peng is just a left hand, and there is no requirement to pull the trigger with the left hand."

He raised the index finger of his right hand and made a trigger pull.

"I just need this."

Peng Qiang's face suddenly became terrified: "Nonsense! How do you hold a gun with one hand? How can you shoot accurately?"

Zhuangyan said: "How can I know if I don't let me try?"

Peng Qiang waved his hand: "Go and go, go back to your queue to rest. It's too dangerous to hold a gun in one hand, and I dare not take this risk for you. Besides, we have to fight all the exercises now. You can practice one with a gun in one hand, but you can practice two and four and five?"

The second exercise is three postures: lying, kneeling, standing, shooting without support, while the fourth exercise involves mountain shooting, the moving target is shooting, and the fifth exercise requires a higher degree of operation between both hands, because it involves close shooting.

In Peng Qiang's view, solemnity means courage is commendable, but it is by no means realistic.

Even if you practice, if you use the gun with one hand, you do not have the left hand to grasp the guardrail, so you will instantly "jump" due to recoil when you fire the gun, which is easy to cause training accidents.

As a shooting instructor and captain of the training team, Peng Qiang must be careful.

When Peng Qiang questioned him, Zhuang Yan was speechless.

With just one hand, it is impossible to complete those shooting projects.

"Let him try!"

Wen Zhixing suddenly appeared in the shooting range, followed by Zhou Huping.

Walking to Zhuang Yan's side, Wen Zhixing gently lifted Zhuang Yan's left hand with his hand.

Zhuang Yan suddenly grinned and sweated coldly.

"Look," Wen Zhixing turned around and said to Zhou Huping: "It hurts very much, but he just endured it without saying a word. This kid has a stubborn temper and has a good endurance. He is a material for being a sharpshooter!"

Zhou Huping said: "Hi! Captain, you haven't said he is strong and competitive yet. If it weren't, he wouldn't have been like this."

Wen Zhixing did not answer Zhou Huping, but turned to Peng Qiang.

"Why don't you let him participate in training?"

Peng Qiang said: "Safety issue: One-handed gun is not safe and will jump the gun. If there is a fire, something may happen."

Wen Zhixing sighed, then turned around and said to Zhou Huping: "This matter cannot be blamed on the solemn nature. You say that this unit is training troops. Which chief officer does not want to see his soldiers compete for the first place in everything? He does not have a competitive spirit. Isn't this army like a big girl? Our unit trains soldiers, not scholars, so don't have any humble gentlemen. We are raising wolves. If the wolf is not fierce or competitive, it is a domestic dog."

"Now everyone says that we need to train troops safely, and many troops are afraid of training accidents. But there is no reason why the troops cannot train accidents? They are afraid of accidents, so they can just learn embroidery in the queuing room. What guns should they touch? Sometimes this embroidery is rushing without news! The troops are used for war, not for viewing."

He pointed at Zhuang Yan and said, "What's wrong with having a gun with one hand? When fighting, I was injured with one hand, so why didn't I fight? Will the enemy have pity for you with one hand and not attacking you?"

Zhou Huping and even Wen Zhixing's personality are now complaining.

Last time a squadron soldier died in the field survival training, Wen Zhixing was not feeling well. He was criticized and not only said it, but also had to write a check, which is expected to affect promotion in the future.

He is complaining!

"Then..." Peng Qiang was embarrassed and could only ask, "Captain, should I ask this kid to participate in training, or not?"

Wen Zhixing turned his head and stared at Zhuang Yan and asked, "Zhuang Yan, do you have the confidence to fuck the gun with one hand?"

Solemnly replied: "Yes!"

Wen Zhixing turned to Peng Qiang and said, "The military competition in the division only plays precision shooting, and the military competition in the army only plays other exercises. The military competition in the army is early next year. What are you anxious about? His hands will be better then."

Peng Qiang said: "Okay, let him train."

Wen Zhixing said: "That won't work either, it won't work just by saying it himself."

His eyes were turned to Zhuang Yan: "Didn't you say you can shoot with a gun with one hand? OK, give you five bullets, and you can get me 50 rings. When it hits, I will ask Teacher Peng to continue training without stopping the training."

When the shooting team heard Wen Zhixing say this, they immediately started to whisper.

Because no one has tried to practice shooting without using the left hand, he only relies on his right hand to perform one-handed operation.

This is a new thing.

Similarly, solemnity faces challenges.

Even if both hands are not injured, it may not be able to achieve it every time.

What's more, one hand is equivalent to being useless now.

The difficulty is increasing in geometric levels.

Anyway, you will be eliminated if you don’t fight. Maybe you will have a chance if you fight.
Chapter completed!