Someone More Talented Than You Must Work Harder Than You! (New book monthly votes and evaluation votes!)
After firing 500 rounds in the morning, Wu Liang's personal physical training began in the afternoon.
However, under the supervision of Squad Leader Ma, Handsome Hu, Xiao Mao, Old Gao, and Fatty Hong also joined the physical training team.
"Vice class officer, what are we training today?”
On the field, Xiao Mao took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his lean monkey-like figure. He looked at Wu Liang and asked with a smile.
" Comprehensive physical training."
Looking at the excited Handsome Hu, Old Gao, and Fatty Hong, Wu Liang said with a smile.
"Push-ups 50x6, tummy rolls 50x8, Bobby jumps 20x5, pull-ups 15x6.”
"Sure!"
"No problem!"
"Deputy, if we continue training like this, I won't be fat Hong anymore. I'll become skinny Hong, hahaha.”
After listening to today's training plan, Shuai Hu and the other two said happily.
Xiao Mao chuckled, looked at Wu Liang and asked casually,
"Then what about you, vice-captain? How do you plan to train?"
"I'm the same as you, but I'll multiply all the training by ten.”
Wu Liang smiled as he finished speaking. Then, he got Shuai Hu and the others to pull away and prepare to warm up.
" Oh my god, Vice Class President, you're still working so hard!"
Xiao Mao sighed in admiration. He immediately moved his body and started warming up with Wu Liang…
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Before dinner, Squad Leader Ma once again went to the logistics department to apply for 2000 bullets. Then, he used a tricycle to tow them back.
After dinner,
Squad Leader Ma rode his tricycle, bringing along Wu Liang and 2,000 bullets, and headed toward the shooting range.
"Wu Liang, we're going to celebrate Xiao Mao's birthday tonight, let's go back early?”
"Alright, class monitor."
Wu Liang nodded and took out the little minion gift made from bullet shells for Xiao Mao from his pocket.
"Look, Class President, I've prepared the gifts.”
"Haha, this thing is really exquisite. Xiao Mao will definitely like it very much. He likes these little things.”
Squad Leader Ma chuckled. The minion took the bullet shell and turned it over and over to look at it. Then, he asked.
"These shells were given to you by the regimental staff officer when you hit ten targets in a row for the first time, right? You made a gift for Xiao Mao just like that?”
"Yes, as long as Xiao Mao is happy.”
Wu Liang nodded and picked up his sniper rifle. He carried the bullets into the shooting range with Squad Leader Ma.
The army had a rule that all the bullet shells used for shooting training had to be collected, and they had to pay as much as they shot!
Although Wu Liang's bullet shells were not worth much, they were a reward specially approved by the regimental staff for the first ten consecutive shots. They also had a certain sentimental meaning for Wu Liang.
Because of Xiao Mao's birthday, Wu Liang made these memorable shells into a special birthday gift. This made Squad Leader Ma very happy and praised Wu Liang even more.
"Bang!"
As soon as they entered the shooting range, Wu Liang and Squad Leader Ma heard a gunshot.
He turned around and saw that there were only two sniper positions. He Chenguang and the first squad leader, Old Hei, were also practicing.
Seeing Squad Leader Ma and Wu Liang walking over, the old black squad leader put down his gun and smiled faintly.
"Yo, you're here?"
"Yes, I'm here."
Squad Leader Ma deliberately straightened his chest and replied arrogantly.
"Old Hei, are you still going to fight? If you don't want to fight, then give up your position and let our vice-captain fight.”
"Alright."
The old black squad leader sized up Wu Liang's Sniper 88 and the brand new sniper bullets, then stepped aside to stand beside Squad Leader Ma.
"Old Ma, last night's record of seventy consecutive shots with ten rings was really set by Wu Liang?”
"How can it be fake?"
Old Ma laughed arrogantly and looked at Wu Liang with a gratified expression.
"I've been the cooking class monitor for more than ten years, and I've met such a diligent and hardworking seedling like Wu Liang. I'm really gratified.”
"That's true. Let's not talk about anything else. In terms of hard work, I've never seen a soldier who works harder than him. Moreover, he's very talented.”
The black squad leader agreed with Squad Leader Ma.
"Looking at Wu Liang reminds me of a saying. Those who are more talented than you are more hardworking than you. This is why others can succeed.”
"In the past few months, I've truly seen the huge change brought about by Wu Liang's talent and hard work. Old Ma, you've really profited, haha.”
"Of course! With Wu Liang, my cooking team has changed completely.”
"In the past, my cooking squad was just a group of cooks in the army. No matter where they went, they were inferior to others. Now it's different. With Wu Liang, my cooking squad is the first squad of our Sharpshooter Company!”
"No, I can't! The first squad of the Sharpshooter Company is our first squad. You are at most the second squad!”
The black squad leader was not convinced. He straightened his neck and glared at Old Ma.
"You're wrong. First Platoon's Class One is the second class. Our cooking class is the first class!”
Squad Leader Ma tilted his head and shouted at the black squad leader with his face flushed red.
“……”
“……”
She heard the two class monitors behind her making a ruckus like children.
Wu Liang and He Chenguang looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile. Then, they focused on their sniper training.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
“……”
At ten o'clock, He Chenguang carried half a box of bullet shells and said goodbye to Wu Liang with a tired face. He left with the black squad leader.
Wu Liang then readjusted his scope and continued shooting.
"Smart!"
When Old Ma saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he gave Wu Liang a thumbs up…
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"Chenguang, how do you feel? In the entire group shooting competition, were they confident that they could surpass Wu Liang and take first place in the sniper group?”
On the way back to the dormitory, the black squad leader asked He Chenguang.
"Of course."
He Chenguang smiled proudly and patted his 88-caliber sniper rifle.
"Class monitor, to tell you the truth, I've been playing with a sniper since I was young. I'm more familiar with this 88 sniper rifle than my girlfriend. This feeling of being like a lover is something that I've never felt before.”
"I saw Wu Liang's shooting just now. To be honest, he is indeed talented and very hardworking.”
"However, his marksmanship is trained by feeding him bullets one by one. Moreover, he's fighting indoors now. He'll encounter even more problems when he fights in the open shooting range.”
"So, I'm definitely going to get first place in the entire group shooting competition!”
"As for Wu Liang, he can only be trampled under my feet and obediently be the second place for a thousand years. As long as I, He Chenguang, am here, the Iron Fist Group's number one sniper will only belong to me, He Chenguang!”
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