After the ceremony ended, the recruits were assigned to companies according to their results.
Fan Qiu entered Sharpshooter Company Four without any surprise. He Chenguang, who was second in the results, entered with him.
"I want to live my life in the army. I want to train hard, play with guns, enter the best company, and receive the best training.”
In the Sharpshooter Fourth Company camp, on a green grassland, He Chenguang looked at the blue sky above his head and said in a low voice.
"It's about the same now."
Fan Qiu also looked up at the sky and replied,""After joining the best company in the Iron Fist Regiment, the daily training is also very hard.”
"This is not the life I want."
He Chenguang turned his head and looked at a canteen not far away.
Never would he have thought that a sharpshooter whose shooting skills were comparable to the captain of the 4th Sharpshooter Company would be assigned to the kitchen squad.
Every day, he would train hard. He would cut vegetables, peel potatoes, and steam steamed buns in the kitchen. He would live a " thriving " life.
"I think we should swap our distribution.”
Fan Qiu said gloomily.
He Chenguang's life was so good now. He didn't need to train much every day. He only needed to cut vegetables and cook.
For Fan Qiu, who had Master Cooking Proficiency, this was not a problem at all.
However, his life in the Sharpshooter 4th Company was different.
Every day was boring training, and it did not improve him at all.
In the week that he joined the Sharpshooter Company, there was only one thing that made him feel good.
Training Blackie to shoot!
Although he was still a soldier in Old Hei's class, he was in charge of the shooting training every day.
The feeling of scolding Old Hei was simply too satisfying.
"You can pull it."
He Chenguang rolled his eyes at him." Who doesn't know that you're a popular person in the Sharpshooter Company? You're eating and drinking well. Many people who want to learn marksmanship give you special products every day."”
"Why don't you say that I have extra training every day?”
Fan Qiu sighed helplessly.
In order to maintain his superb shooting skills, Gong Jian had specially applied to the higher-ups to give Fan Qiu an additional 100 rounds of ammunition every day.
You can't sleep until you're done.
"Sigh…"
He Chenguang looked at Fan Qiu's helpless face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Shooting 100 more bullets every day was something that many people could only dream of.
You don't know how lucky you are!
"What are you going to do next Saturday?”
Fan Qiu did not care about He Chenguang's gaze and asked casually.
If there was nothing else, he wanted to call Wang Yanbing and the others out for a gathering.
Now that they had left the company, they could go out during their Saturday break. They didn't have to worry about being caught red-handed by the instructor when they drank outside.
"I'm going to see my girlfriend."
"I haven't seen her for a long time," He Chenguang said with a smile.”
"Alright then."
Fan Qiu responded. Just as he was about to speak, the urgent and ear-piercing alarm sounded in the entire camp.
The two of them looked at each other and did not say anything. They quickly stood up and rushed to their respective classes.
Combat alert!
All those who hear the alarm must immediately return to their units, pack up their weapons, and prepare for war!
When Fan Qiu rushed back to the dorm, Old Hei and the others had already packed up. They had also packed up Fan Qiu's equipment.、
"Hurry up and go downstairs!"
Old Hei urged and ran downstairs.
Fan Qiu didn't dawdle. He quickly put on his military backpack, took his weapons and equipment, and rushed to the dormitory to gather.
After a while, He Chenguang's cooking squad also rushed over with pots and pans.
"Let's go!"
The captain of the 4th Sharpshooter Company, Duan Fei, counted the number of people. After confirming that everyone was present, he decisively ordered the troops to move out.
"This is the annual military performance. If you perform well, you will have a chance to get the medal.”
In the troop carrier that Squad One was in, Old Blackhand held an automatic rifle and smiled at Fan Qiu.""Especially Fan Qiu. If you can get a second-class merit, you might be able to become a platoon leader.”
With Fan Qiu's current military rank, he definitely had no problem being a platoon leader.
The problem now was that his military experience was too short and his prestige was not enough.
If he could achieve a second-class merit in this exercise, he might be able to become one.
"I'm just a new recruit and have never participated in any drills. I'll listen to your commands.”
Fan Qiu said humbly.
"Fan Qiu is too humble. With your marksmanship and physical strength, you can't even achieve a second-class merit. Then, no one in our four companies can achieve this merit.”
"It seems to be quite difficult this time. I heard that Wolf Fang is participating in our exercise!”
"It must be fake. How can we play with the special forces?”
"Not necessarily. This is a military performance, and Wolf Fang is considered a part of the military.”
"Then we're doomed. The special forces are best at hiding and disguising themselves. They're the nemesis of our Sharpshooter Company.”
Old Hei wasn't happy to hear that. The battle hadn't started yet, and it was still uncertain who would be the one to defeat who!”
"Class monitor, aren't you too confident? You dare to challenge Wolf Fang?”
"So what if I challenge Wolf Fang? We all have two shoulders and one head. Who's afraid of who?”
Fan Qiu sat at the side and listened to the conversation between his comrades. He smiled but did not say anything.
After all, he was just a soldier in the drill. The only thing he could do in the drill was to listen to the command.
However, if he remembered correctly, the person sent by Wolf Fang to participate in this exercise was his eldest nephew, Fan Tianlei.
"I wonder if we'll meet."
Fan Qiu muttered softly.
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