A group of new recruits looked at the three platoon leaders under the scorching sun.
Second Platoon Leader Gao Jie took out a roster."Those whose names are called, come up and get your guns!”
After saying that, he flipped open the flower register and shouted,"Zhen Dong!"
"Here!"
Zhen Dong stood up straight and raised his head in response. He took a step forward and quickly arrived in front of the platoon leader.
The platoon leader glanced at him and nodded." I hereby grant you a Type 95 automatic rifle. The gun number is…"
As the platoon leader read the roster, Zhao Sheng took out a rifle from the box and checked the serial number on the gun. After confirming that there was no mistake, he held the gun with both hands and handed it to Zhen Dong.
Zhen Dong didn't dare to be negligent. His face was solemn as he received the rifle. He imitated the way the guards held their guns in the movies. He held the rifle in front of his chest and shouted,"Yes, sir!"
Then, he returned to the team solemnly.
The other recruits looked at Zhen Dong holding his gun with envy on their faces. They were looking forward to the platoon leader calling their names as soon as possible.
"He Xue!"
"Here!"
" I hereby grant you a Type 95 Automatic Rifle. Gun number…"
“……”
The gun award ceremony was a solemn and rigorous event. Whether it was the squad leader or the platoon leader, they all had serious expressions when they were giving out guns.
Under their solemn gaze, all the laughter seemed to have been temporarily removed from the bones of these recruits. They solemnly took their guns from the hands of the squad leader.
Even He Dong, who usually had a carefree expression, seemed to have undergone an earth-shattering change when he stepped forward to receive the gun. After taking the gun from the class monitor's hand and turning around, Zhen Dong seemed to see a different glow in his eyes.
It was a different kind of expression.
Looking at He Dong's eyes, Zhen Dong felt that this spear ceremony seemed to have magic. It was as if what was given was not a spear, but a great mission.
It wasn't just the Second Platoon. This kind of determined and solemn mood spread throughout the entire training ground.
The recruits in the first and third platoons also went forward to receive their guns one by one after the platoon leader shouted.
Soon, as the last person stepped forward to receive the gun, the gun ceremony finally ended.
After everyone had collected their guns, a platoon leader stood in front of the three lines and said,""Now, everyone, swear to me!”
As he spoke, he raised his right hand into a fist and solemnly held it by his ear.
The soldiers below quickly wrapped the belt around their bodies and hung it diagonally on their shoulders. They held the gun with their left hand and raised their fists with their right hand, swearing together with the platoon leader.
"I swear to take care of my weapons and equipment as if I were taking care of my own life. I will strictly abide by the rules of weapons and equipment management, operate and use weapons and equipment correctly, keep the secrets of weapons and equipment, and ensure the safety of weapons and equipment!”
Everyone's voices were in unison and clear, as if they had the momentum to break through the clouds.
The oath was over, which meant that the gun ceremony was also over.
"Bring them back to each class."
The three platoon leaders looked at the recruits who were hugging their guns tightly and had doting expressions on their faces. They could not help but smile knowingly.
Back then, when they first touched a gun, weren't they feeling the same way?
"Alright, bring them back to each class. The class monitor is responsible for teaching them how to disassemble and maintain the guns.”
After the three platoon leaders gave the order, the class leader brought them back to the dormitory.
After returning to the dormitory, everyone finally smiled. They were no longer as tense as they were during the gun ceremony.
Looking at the guns in their hands, they couldn't bear to part with them and kept fiddling with them.
He Dong was even more playful. He aimed his gun at Yu Jun, just like the brave soldiers in old movies pointing their guns at the Japanese. He said with a serious face,"Don't move, raise your hands!"
When the few of them saw this scene, they could not help but laugh out loud.
Zhen Dong also looked over. Not only was he not happy at all, but his heart also thumped.
He knew that whether he was in the army or not, pointing a gun at someone was a big taboo! Of course, enemies were an exception.
Zhen Dong was just about to scold him, but the class monitor was faster than him. Like a crazy old bull, he rushed from his bed to He Dong, lifted his leg, and kicked He Dong a few meters away mercilessly.
He Dong's fat body smashed heavily onto the ground. Zhen Dong felt the entire floor shake.
The class monitor looked at He Dong, who had fallen to the ground. He was still angry and his face was filled with anger." He Dong, are you f * cking courting death?!”
Everyone who was laughing suddenly stopped. They stood quietly in their seats, shrinking their necks and not daring to breathe loudly.
Yu Jun, who was pointed at by He Dong, also shrunk his neck and subconsciously took a few steps back.
He Dong rolled over from the ground with an aggrieved expression. He rubbed his aching buttocks, feeling extremely painful.
"Class monitor, what's wrong?"
At this moment, He Dong still didn't understand what had happened. He looked at the class monitor with a puzzled expression.
The class monitor glanced at them and reprimanded them sternly,"Don't you know that you can't point your gun at your teammates?”
He Dong rubbed his butt and sat up from the ground. He asked with a puzzled expression,"Why? There aren't any bullets inside."
The guns in their hands did not have any bullets. They were no different from iron blocks.
The class monitor looked at He Dong and the others 'puzzled expressions and frowned. He raised two fingers and said seriously,
"I have two points to emphasize.”
"It doesn't matter if there are bullets in the gun or if it's a live or blank bullet.”
"First, you should never aim your gun at your teammates!”
"Second, during non-target practice and combat time, the safety is always off!”
"I was the only one who found out about it this time. If the platoon leader and company commander saw it, even if you don't die, you'll lose a layer of skin!”
The recruits were so frightened that they quickly nodded. In this era where information was not developed, they rarely learned about the military camp through Short videos like Zhen Dong before his rebirth.
In their minds, many things about the army were still blank.
"Next time, if I see someone pointing a gun at me, it won't be as simple as a kick!”
The class monitor swept his gaze across the crowd and gave a stern warning.
At this moment, the class monitor's face was still filled with anger. The group of people did not dare to face the tiger's might directly. They shrunk their necks and did not dare to speak.
Zhen Dong, who was the vice-captain, quickly stood up and added,
" Did everyone hear that? Even if there are no bullets in the gun, you cannot point the gun at your teammates. During non-target practice and combat, the safety must be turned off. This is to let you develop a habit.”
"Guns are no joke. Once a gun goes off, it will kill you. Even the blank bullets used in the exercise are lethal at a close distance of a few meters.”
Although it was also the first time he had come into contact with guns, Zhen Dong clearly knew more about guns than they did.
Before he was reborn, he had frequently seen it on those Short videos websites. Even if it was a blank bullet used for practice, its lethality could not be underestimated at close range. If it was hit close to the flesh, the power was enough to penetrate a person.
According to his understanding, some soldiers had even been court-martialed for this.
Hearing Zhen Dong's words, everyone nodded like pounding garlic.
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