"You boy"

The third platoon leader also turned around at this time.

Looking at Wang Ye, his expression changed and he remained speechless.

He was now convinced in his heart that this bastard must not have tried his best just now. He might even have made a mistake by not throwing it properly, and then he deliberately put it aside to catch his own fish.

"Uh, what, actually, I made a mistake the first time just now, and I didn't use my strength well."

Wang Ye also looked away from Ye Sanshi at this time. Looking at the expression of the third platoon leader, he immediately scratched his head and explained with a smile.

"." The third platoon leader was speechless again.

Then, he looked at Wang Ye and said angrily: "Your extra money doesn't count, do you want fifty yuan?"

Although two hundred yuan is not a big deal, the third platoon leader felt aggrieved because he was being fished for and played with.

It's not that the fifty yuan reward was given by the company commander for those who exceeded forty-five meters. Now he doesn't want to give even a dime as a reward.

Let's go back and wait for the squad leader to treat him to something to eat!"

Even if it passes, it will only last for about 80 meters.

The eighth time, another meter was lost.

"Yeah!" Ye Sanshi nodded heavily, then bent down and picked up the seventh one.

Of course, the main reason is that this new recruit is not his own soldier!

"Diaudiu. Throw it away again."

"Hoo~!"

Liang Fan flicked his wrist and said with a smile: "What, you were not joking with the platoon leader just now!"

At the same time, the Fan family felt relieved in that second.

"Bang!"

"Hold your breath and watch your wrists explode, come on!"

After they were all there, Liang Fan felt relieved and shouted to Ye Sanshi: "Come on!"

"Get out of here, who are you joking with a recruit like him!" The eighth platoon leader also had a bad temper. He said whatever he wanted, calmed down his expression and pushed towards the Fan family.

In my eyes, that is another passer from Class 7.

Wang Ye was confused, why is it you again?

That makes me feel less relaxed.

That made me feel as scared as before when I came back.

"Hmm!"

I'm very good at it. Although Ye Sanshi only lost 70 meters, which was more than the Fan family, that result was enough!

"Hey, stop whining, there are seven groups of them!" came the voice of eight platoons in front of me.

Zhang Ping'an didn't look at Wang Ye, but smiled at Liang Fan and Qin Li and spoke.

Zhang Ping'an looked over with a grin, but also said nothing. He grabbed Wanbaojiang who was about to leave, stretched out his hand and pushed Wang Ye directly: "Let him go!"

One after another, everyone from Class 7 went down.

The fifth squad came to prepare to drop bombs, but the first squad was only seven or eight meters away. How could they hear or hear it?

That time, I still passed, but it was much worse than the first time, and I lost 77 meters.

"Hmph!" The eighth platoon leader looked at Zhang Ping'an's appearance and hummed happily, then looked at Liang Fan and said: "If you lose it for the eighth time, you've lost it!"

Although it is a little weaker than the one after the first class and is far away from the 70-meter line, it is still enough for the eighth platoon leader to look towards the seventh class with a smile.

"Uh, platoon leader, can you still say this?" Wang Ye looked at him, slightly stunned.

"Come on, cook, he's so handsome!"

Fan Jianing once sent Wanbao down the river. The others were almost seventy meters before they went down one after another, except for the seventh from the bottom. Fan Jianing's favorite cook actually exploded that time.

"Hoo~!"

0^0! Wang Ye’s expression changed directly to that.

Wang Ye actually looked back secretly at this time, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Pingan's face.

At the same time, beside Liang Fan, Wan Baojiang took a deep breath.

After all, every bit of training is conspicuous.

But the chance should be small, and the next mission is coming. If you add a little more now, you will come back after taking the mission, and you can also weaken yourself, so the Fan family didn't consider anything at all just now.

Ye Sanshi laughed.

In fact, when Liang Fan added points, he never thought that no one would surpass his score.

Rewards are important, but skill points are important!

As soon as they arrived at Class 7, Gu Yingnu and others greeted them.

Because Wang Ye failed to meet expectations, his first shot successfully exceeded 70 meters.

"Haha, if you don't want it, don't. Wang Ye, don't worry, I'll reward you with these two hundred yuan, squad leader!"

He heard the conversation here.

Next to me, the eighth platoon leader laughed when he saw the result.

But I was really shocked by the guy who didn’t look naive at all.

But now the result.

At that moment, I was really dumbfounded.

Picking up the first grenade, the Fan family suddenly turned around again: "Platoon leader, if you tried again that time, you would have thrown it seventy-seven meters. Does the two hundred dollars you mentioned still count?"

Very slowly, Ye Sanshi, who had been comforted for a while, ended the eighth time.

I'm sure Fan Jiazhen was the first to throw that result. I can definitely pull a face longer than a donkey now, but without Qin Li, Liang Fan is in front. Usually Liang Fan is the one who exceeds 70 meters, so it is basically locked by accident.

The first situation is that I am in a bad mood now.

"Bad, come on, be safe, I'll throw it for you, over seventy meters, at worst it will exceed Liang Fan's score, wait until the squad leader takes him to buy bad food!"

At that moment, Zhang Pingan stood up on the sandbag again very slowly and shouted towards Fan Jianing.

"Haha, that's wrong, we crossed the 70-meter line.

Come back here.

"I thought he was really capable."

It’s really exceeded, so let’s just say it’s exceeded. A commendation is nothing. As for the eighth-level skill in target shooting, a few more skill points to upgrade aiming should be less of a problem.

It's too shameful to even reach 70 meters. Liang Fan is first. Although I am at the bottom of the list, I still have something to say about Zhang Ping'an's madness with that result!

At the same time, the Fan family also squinted at the grenades thrown away.

At that moment, Liang Fan also reacted.

"Ah!"

The next seven classes all made me have such an unexpected experience.

As the grenade landed, Liang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

This new recruit is really annoying.

Wanbaojiang nodded and ran directly to the training ground.

Slow down, slow down, grind!"

Now it's over 70 meters. Although it's not too bad within 70 meters, the results are always as eye-catching as falling back 70 meters.

It's not a few meters away. I'm going to come over and give Wang Ye a kick.

That one is directly back to the 77-meter line, but it is far away, at least 170 centimeters.

I was really scared about the first result just now.

I could see that Ye Sanshi was probably relaxed and wanted to throw the grenade farther, so he chose to throw it lower, hoping that it would make the grenade fly farther.

Liang Fan smiled and then fired directly.

"Down, throw it seventy meters, yes, come out eighty meters!"

When Fan Jianing came back, he was watching from one side.

"Haha, if something happens, Liang Fan, Qin Li, when the bombing starts, squad leader, take them to the service club!"

But it is too low, which affects the parabola.

"Hmm!"

That guy is a cook and he wants to take the blame!
To be continued...