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The training of recruits is not blind, and each training item is planned periodically.

The first month is mainly about basic steps such as military posture, physical training in the mid-term, and real-fire exercises such as fighting in the later stage.

Step by step step by step.

It's time for some real-fire drills.

In the afternoon, in the open space on the mountain behind the new barracks.

When the recruits heard the instructor's announcement of the training content in the afternoon, their faces were filled with excitement. After training for so long, they finally had a chance to touch the gun.

Jian Chengye finished a long list of precautions, and finally said: "During training, you must pay attention. The muzzle of the gun can only be pointed at the target, not at the real person. Now let me demonstrate for everyone."

Holding the pistol in a standard posture, staring straight at the bull's-eye, and turning the trigger with his fingers, there were ten loud gunshots.

A total of ten shots were fired, and each shot hit the red heart of the target.

The recruits were dumbfounded. This set of movements was undoubtedly handsome in their eyes.

Eagerly aiming at the bullseye with a gun, he imagined a handsome and cold shooting scene in his mind, and then his excited heart was hit hard, and he found that shooting was not as easy as the instructor demonstrated.

Why are their hands shaking while holding the gun?

Why can't they find where the bull's-eye is?

Why is it clearly aimed, but it didn't hit at all.

Fu Ze'an watched as Shen Yunfan made a very common mistake in shooting - a shoulder shot.

Step forward and straighten his posture.

Shen Yunfan pulled the trigger with his index finger, and the distance between the bullet and the target was two centimeters.

Fu Ze'an couldn't help admiring: "It's very good for a novice shooter to have such a result."

Shen Yunfan: "Can Instructor Fu know how to shoot?"

For this point, he nodded without any humility: "Yes."

Shen Yunfan: "When the instructor demonstrated, I didn't see clearly, can you demonstrate it again for us?"

Fu Ze'an: "Yes."

When the recruits saw the instructor making standard shooting movements, their eyes fell on him.

Ten shots were fired.

His grades were exactly the same as Jian Chengye's, hitting the bull's-eye.

The recruits were dumbfounded again, and their three views were refreshed again.

It turns out that the instructor is not only good at fighting, but also good at shooting.

after March.

Seasons change from summer to autumn.

All the recruits training on the playground were sweating profusely.

At noon time, Shen Yunfan went to the bathhouse to take a cold shower, changed into clean clothes without the smell of sweat, held a pot of cactus in his hand, and went to the door of Fu Ze'an's dormitory.

Seeing him standing at the door, Fu Ze'an was puzzled. During this period of time, he was taking a lunch break in the dormitory. Few people came to him, but anyone who came to him had something to tell her, and asked, "What are you looking for? thing."

Shen Yunfan took a deep breath, and anxiously gave him the cactus in his hand: "Happy birthday, Instructor Fu."

The cactus is not big, but two small pieces, planted in a white porcelain bowl, look very cute.

Fu Ze'an was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect to come here to give a birthday present.

Shen Yunfan was the first person in the military camp to give him a birthday present, took the cactus in his hand, and said with a light smile, "Where did you get the cactus?"

The recruits were not allowed to go out, and he really couldn't think of anyone in the recruit camp who would have the leisure to grow cacti.

Shen Yunfan replied truthfully: "I planted a pot of cactus when I was in high school. Before I came to the new barracks, I was afraid that no one would take care of it, so I stuffed it into my luggage and brought it in. After three or four months, I planted it next to him. I gave birth to two seedlings. Because there was no flower pot, I made a small hole under the porcelain bowl for eating and planted it in. I am very grateful to Instructor Fu for taking the time to teach me to play the harmonica. This pot of cactus is given to you. Read a book at night If you are tired, you can look at it for a while and relax your eyes."

Once when I passed by his window in the evening, I happened to see him still reading, with tired eyes, but he should be the first to give cactus for birthday, and asked cautiously, "Does Instructor Fu not like it?"

Fu Ze'an held the cactus and looked left and right. The more he looked at it, the more cute he felt. He put it on the table by the window: "This birthday gift is very special, I like it very much, thank you."

Seeing him holding the cactus in both hands, looking left and right, and placing it on the table by the window like a baby, there was no trace of disgust on his face, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Go back to the dormitory in a happy mood for lunch break.

night.

Yin Xu walked around in the pavilion a few times, thinking about agreeing to the second brother decisively, and sighed.

A man is a big man, he will do what he says, and he must never break his word.

With an awkward expression, he appeared at the door of Fu Ze'an's dormitory and knocked on the door.

Fu Ze'an stared at him for a moment, this kid will not be caught causing trouble again, let him come forward to settle the matter, with a bit of a bad tone: "What did you come to me for?"

Yin Xu passed him into the dormitory and sat on a chair: "Do you think I want to come to you?"

It was funny in my heart: "Since you don't want to come, why did you appear at the door of my dormitory and knock on the door?"

Yin Xu: "It's not because of my second brother."

He unpacked the gift box violently, and took out the azure blue brooch in the box: "My second brother entrusted someone to send it in. I must give it to you, and I wish you a happy birthday."

The silver antlers are inlaid with a class of azure gemstones, which are simple yet gorgeous, and they are very versatile on suits, and the brooch is usually pinned at the place closest to the heart, which shows the intention of the person who chooses the gift.

Fu Ze'an: "You can choose not to hand it over to me, find a place to throw it away, and he won't know."

Throwing it away reminded him instantly.

Yin Xu said viciously: "Since I promised him, I will definitely deliver it for him, not to mention that this is a gift chosen by my second brother himself, so we can't waste his whole heart. If you dare to throw it in the trash can, I will beat you up." you."

Fu Ze'an didn't pay attention to his cruel words at all, and said with a light smile, "You can't beat me."

Yin Xu swallowed: "It doesn't matter if I can't beat you now, but you are older than me. When you get old, I will beat you to death."

Fu Ze'an was too lazy to entangle with an awkward kid: "I accepted the gift, thank you second brother for me."

Yin Xu: "I won't forward this thank you to you. When you get home during the Chinese New Year, go find him and thank him face to face."

Unwilling to stay longer, turned and left.

Fu Ze'an played with the brooch, and took a look at the brooch, which was stored in the desk drawer.

He wasn't interested in the brooch, or more precisely, he wasn't interested in the giver.

Looking at the door of the dormitory, the person who was supposed to come today did not come.

Sighing, a straight steel man like him would forget his own birthday, how could he remember his birthday.

About to go to bed, there was a sound outside the door, Jian Chengye quickly walked into the dormitory, handed him the envelope in his hand and said, "Happy birthday."

Fu Ze'an weighed the envelope in his hand, which contained a rectangular object. The flat envelope was bulging, and it felt a little heavy in his hand.

I wondered for a while what was in it.

No matter what it is, as long as it is given by Jian Chengye, he likes it.

There was a faint smile on his face, and he was stunned for a moment after pulling out the contents, and the corner of his mouth twitched invisibly: "You gave me this for my birthday?"

The nervous person didn't notice the strangeness in his tone and the twitching of the corners of his mouth. With a little pride on his face, he sat down on the chair with his legs spread out and said, "I don't know what you like. After thinking about it, I think this gift is the most suitable." You, you can buy what you need by yourself, lest what I buy is not what you want. "

Fu Ze'an stuffed the 1 yuan back into the envelope, and was speechless for a while.

He was given three months to prepare a gift, but he ended up throwing 1 yuan over.

Giving a dozen banknotes as a gift, is it bribery or bribery?

Grasp the weight of his words, this gift is the most suitable for him, does he seem to be short of money? !

Seeing that he was silent and didn't even say thank you, he couldn't help saying: "I asked for leave this morning to go to the bank to get the 1 yuan. don't want."

The slender fingers of Fu Ze'an's right hand pressed his temple, and his left finger pointed at the door of the dormitory: "Jian Chengye, get out of here, don't disturb my sleep."

He was very afraid that if Jian Chengye said a few more words, he would have the urge to empathize with someone else!

Jian Chengye frowned, not understanding how this person changed his face so quickly, even if he didn't like this gift, there was no need to drive him out like this, he stood still and said, "When did you become so ignorant of etiquette, Fu Ze'an?" I'm giving you a birthday present, don't you even say thank you?"

Forcibly pulled him up, pushed him out of the dormitory door, slammed the door shut, and half-yelled: "Thank you to your family!"

He threw 1 yuan in the drawer in a fit of anger, and after waiting for three months, he sent 1 yuan.

Damn it, how could he fall in love with a straight man of steel.

He is still a very, very straight man of steel with no EQ!

Jian Chengye looked at the tightly closed door, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, his tone of thank you and his family was obviously wrong, his eyes were gloomy, and he went back to the dormitory with an unkind expression.

At breakfast, Jian Chengye packed the food and sat down opposite him. After thinking about the reason for his anger all night, he finally thought of a reasonable explanation, and said, "Do you think that 1 yuan is too little, Fu Ze'an, are you really angry?" I’m not satisfied, this 1 yuan is my salary for three months.”

The wages of soldiers have always been very low, and the wages of the vast majority of soldiers are lower than that of ordinary office workers. Even special forces, their wages are only a little higher than that of ordinary soldiers.

It's okay if you don't talk, but the more you listen to it, the more angry you become.

Fu Ze'an put down the chopsticks in his hand: "The money is in the desk drawer of my dormitory. If you are reluctant, I will return it to you intact!"

Jian Chengye looked at the attracted eyes around him, and deliberately raised his voice and said loudly: "If you like gossip so much, why don't we stop training this afternoon, and I will let you gossip with each other to satisfy your desire to be gossips."

Hearing this, she turned her gaze away, and buried her head in her meal seriously.

After getting along for a long time, those bad things that happened to you are very clear to your friends, gossip about each other all afternoon, and don't reveal it all to you, where will you lose face then!

Very satisfied with their reaction, he looked back: "There is no reason to take back the gift I sent out. I have no intention of asking you to return it. Fu Ze'an, I found that you have become more and more angry recently. Have you not played tricks with me recently? Itchy?"

Fu Ze'an picked up the chopsticks on the table, squeezed them tightly, and thought to himself: I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm really not angry at all!

This is what he looks like. He is handsome and has a good personality. He is a special soldier. If he is so good, if it is not because of his low EQ, he probably already has a partner. Low EQ is a good thing!

She raised a smile and continued to eat: "I'm not angry." In case he wouldn't believe it, he added: "I'm really not angry."

Important things are said twice.

He almost believed it.

Jian Chengye nodded: "It's fine if you're not angry."

Fu Ze'an covered his face, this idiot, he said he wasn't angry, so he really thought he wasn't angry.

It deserves to have no object until now!