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Having previously served in the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, Gong Jian knew that Su Yang's sudden departure by plane yesterday was to carry out some missions.
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
"fine."
She smiled without makeup.
Then the two of them headed to the training ground together.
Upon arriving at the training ground, the two observed the sharpshooters of the Fourth Company training, and then Gong Jian's gaze fell upon He Chenguang.
"I noticed that He Chenguang's personal information is blank in the family section, and this kid is a very accurate shot; he must have practiced before. Should I talk to him?"
Gong Jiandao.
Su Yang laughed and said, "You're the instructor, you can handle the soldiers' psychology and daily life yourself, why are you asking me?"
"Everything needs to be discussed and agreed upon."
Gong Jian replied.
Su Yang said, "I know a little about He Chenguang. His father was a martyr. You should have heard of him if I mention his name."
"Oh? Who?"
Gong Jian immediately asked seriously.
Su Yang said, "He Weidong..."
Gong Jian's expression changed immediately when he heard Su Yang say the name.
He Weidong was one of the members of the special reconnaissance team when He Zhijun first established the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade. His code name was "Falcon". More than ten years ago, when he was on a mission on the border, he was shot in the temple by a mercenary while covering the wounded Golden Eagle, Fan Tianlei, and died. Now, on the wall of honor of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, there is a photo of He Weidong among the martyrs.
Recalling He Weidong's photo on the wall of honor, and looking at He Chenguang not far away, Gong Jian suddenly felt that the two looked very similar.
"He is the child of a martyr!"
A hint of complexity appeared in Gong Jian's eyes.
Su Yang glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Half an hour later, the training was paused, and everyone had a ten-minute break. At this moment, Wang Yanbing and the rest of the class sat together. Looking at He Chenguang chatting with the veterans and the squad leaders, Wang Yanbing's eyes revealed a complicated expression.
"Wang Yanbing!"
Just then, Su Yang's voice came from not far away.
Upon hearing the voice, Wang Yanbing quickly stood up and said, "Here!"
After saying that, he quickly ran towards Su Yang.
When she got to Su Yang's side, she heard Su Yang say, "Go get me a glass of water."
Wang Yanbing was stunned for a moment.
To be honest, judging from Su Yang's appearance, he was about the same age as Wang Yanbing, but now that he was speaking to him in a commanding tone, Wang Yanbing felt very awkward.
"What are you doing standing still?"
Seeing Wang Yanbing standing there in a daze, Su Yang frowned.
Wang Yanbing: "Yes!"
After saying that, Wang Yanbing ran towards the company's direction...
Ten minutes later, Wang Yanbing ran back with a water cup, and the ten-minute break for the company ended, and everyone started training again.
"Company commander, give me..."
Wang Yanbing handed the water cup to Su Yang, and then quickly ran towards Class One.
Seeing this, Gong Jian, who was standing nearby, smiled and said, "Wang Yanbing is not bad either."
Su Yang nodded and said, "He's a good soldier, quite good."
Soon it was afternoon.
The members of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company were taken to the mess hall for a meal.
As a communications officer, Wang Yanbing needed to go to the mess hall early to prepare Su Yang's meals.
While getting his food, Wang Yanbing saw Li Erniu cooking.
"Erniu..."
Wang Yanbing greeted him with a smile.
"Hey, Yanbing, you're here. Oh, right, this is a treat for the company commander."
As Li Erniu spoke, he hurriedly took a plate of food from the steamer next to him.
Although the military says that soldiers and officers eat and live together, in reality, junior officers still receive some special treatment. For example, when it comes to meals, the mess hall will specially prepare two extra dishes for the company commander and political instructor, and those two dishes will naturally be more plentiful than what the soldiers eat.
Wang Yanbing took the dishes from Li Erniu, then called out and went upstairs.
After the meal was prepared, the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company arrived at the mess hall. Su Yang walked at the back of the group. After entering the second floor of the mess hall, Su Yang sat down in the place that Wang Yanbing had prepared.
Seeing Wang Yanbing still standing there, Su Yang said, "What are you standing there for? Come and sit down after you get your food."
Wang Yanbing was taken aback. He pointed to himself and hesitated, "Me?"
"nonsense.."
"Oh."
Wang Yanbing quickly turned and left.
Soon he took a bowl of rice and sat down opposite Su Yang.
Then Su Yang, Gong Jian, and Wang Yanbing began to eat.
During the meal, Gong Jian inquired about the recent training plan of Su Yang's company.
Su Yang said, "It's the same as before: whoever has the ability gets to eat meat, and whoever doesn't have the ability can just starve."
"But I always felt that some soldiers would have their own thoughts about this."
Gong Jian frowned.
Su Yang said, "Didn't I give them a chance? If they want to eat meat, then they should take on the challenge. If they succeed, it will prove that they are capable."
As he spoke, Su Yang handed the bowl he had finished eating to Wang Yanbing.
Wang Yanbing took it blankly, then quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly went to fill the rice container.
After serving the rice, Wang Yanbing handed the bowl to Su Yang.
After taking it, Su Yang said to Wang Yanbing, "From now on, come to my office every evening after watching the news, and I'll teach you some things about shooting."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanbing's face lit up with joy.
During their time in basic training, Su Yang gave them special instruction, which greatly improved Wang Yanbing's marksmanship. At first, he didn't quite understand what Su Yang had said before, but as he gained a better understanding of firearms, he gradually came to understand the true meaning of Su Yang's words about becoming one with the gun and feeling every part of the weapon.
After finishing their meal quickly, Su Yang and Gong Jian left the cooking squad.
The next day, the 4th Sharpshooter Company conducted live-fire training.
At this moment on the training field, the soldiers began shooting in groups of platoons.
Bang! Bang! 2.5
Gunshots rang out.
The first group finished shooting quickly, and it was the second group's turn.
The second group is the class that He Chenguang belongs to.
At this moment, He Chenguang was lying on the ground, holding the gun with both hands and aiming at the target in the distance, while Wang Yanbing was training with the first squad, lying on the other side of He Chenguang.
Both men were holding Type 88 sniper rifles.
At this moment, Gong Jian walked up to He Chenguang and squatted down.
Ever since Su Yang told him yesterday that He Chenguang's father was He Weidong, Gong Jian has been paying special attention to He Chenguang, and even thinking about taking care of him as much as possible.
"The maximum effective range of the 88 sniper rifle is 800 meters. It's not shameful to miss."
Gong Jian spoke up.
He Chenguang, who was aiming his gun at a balloon 800 meters away through the scope, remained silent.
A few seconds later..
He pulled the trigger!
boom!
A gunshot!
The balloon attached to the target popped immediately.
The sharpshooters of the Fourth Company behind him couldn't help but clap and applaud when they saw this.
Upon hearing the applause, He Chenguang couldn't help but smile, a smug grin spreading across his face.
Wang Yanbing, who was standing next to him, saw this, took a deep breath, and then pulled the trigger as well.
Given the distance of 800 meters and the fact that it was his first time using a sniper rifle, the outcome was predictable.
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