After returning from the exercise, there were already three troop carriers parked in the squadron courtyard, and hundreds of soldiers from the mobile brigade stood there in neat rows, motionless.

Squadron leader Sun Hao was shaking hands cordially with a deputy battalion officer, but the two couldn't let go after holding their hands. They smiled at each other and used dark gold with their hands.

When the fight started, the squadron leader and the squadron started fighting first.

"Welcome, hehehe." Sun Haopi smiled.

"You're welcome, I came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts to Captain Sun, haha."

"Captain Liang, you're very polite. What gift do you want? You don't have to worry about it when you get to my three-quarter acre of land. I'll make all the arrangements."

"Good work, good work." A relaxed smile appeared on the dark face of the deputy battalion officer.

But the squadron leader Sun Hao's face looked very bad, and he showed an expression of pain. It was obvious that his hand strength was not as strong as his opponent's, and he suffered a loss.

"Haha, okay, let the brothers go and eat. Eat and drink before we talk." Sun Hao pulled out his hand forcefully and greeted.

The right hand that was held by the other party was carried behind Sun Hao's back as if nothing had happened, and he moved it vigorously, and the palm of his hand turned black and blue.

"Damn it, the captain has suffered a loss!" Xu Hanyang cursed and immediately wanted to go.

Yan Fenghuo grabbed him and scolded him: "Who do you think you are? You are just a small squad leader. It is a struggle between leaders. Besides, can you beat that guy? He

His hand skills are extremely impressive. Did you see the black spots on the palms of the squadron leader? Those are called powerful diamond claws, they are so tight!"

"Is the hammer real or fake? It also has powerful diamond claws?" Xu Hanyang questioned Yan Fenghuo's words.

"Why are you lying to me?" Yan Fenghuo said seriously, "Look at his palms. Are they full of calluses and rough and fleshy?"

"There aren't many calluses..."

"Hey, that's even scarier. If you practice this skill to a certain extent, the calluses will fall off on their own; if you practice it to the extreme, your hands will be as white as a girl's catkins."

Xu Hanyang was silent for a long time and said helplessly: "Old Yan, can we do it if we play less?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm really bragging this time, hahaha."

The soldiers of the mobile brigade went into the canteen first to eat, and the soldiers of our squadron came back from the drill to wash up and tidy up the house, and they ate just after the other party had eaten.

Sun Hao smiled as he watched all the officers and soldiers of the mobile brigade enter the dining hall, and then watched the soldiers under his command enter the dormitory. Then he took out his hand and shook it hard, sucking in the cold air from his mouth.

There are three black and blue scars on the entire right hand, which shows how strong the opponent's hand is.

"Squadron Captain," Yan Fenghuo showed his head from the window and smiled at Sun Hao: "Do you want me to help you deal with that guy?"

"Get out!" Sun Hao was quite unhappy.

"Hehe..." Yan Fenghuo licked his lips and smiled, retracting his head.

"Yan Fenghuo!" Sun Hao shouted to Yan Fenghuo again.

But Yan Fenghuo didn't even show his head, pretending not to hear.

"Yan Fenghuo, get down here!" Sun Hao shouted loudly.

But Yan Fenghuo remained silent.

"Give you a minute..."

"Bang", Yan Fenghuo closed the window directly, so as not to listen to Sun Hao roaring back and forth.

But Sun Hao was a typical stubborn guy. When Yan Fenghuo ignored him, he ran up and kicked open the door of the cooking class dormitory.

"Yan Fenghuo! Do you still have any sense of organizational discipline and sense of obedience? You didn't hear me when I asked you to go down. Your ears were stuffed with donkey hair?"

When Sun Hao came up, he started to curse and he almost went crazy. After all, he was also the captain of the first squadron. He must have been bullied by other squadron leaders. He couldn't even control his own soldiers. It was simply...

"Oh, why are you so angry?" Yan Fenghuo smiled and quickly handed over a cigarette.

"No." Sun Hao waved his hand impatiently.

But as soon as he waved his hand, he immediately reached out to take the cigarette, held it in his mouth and gave Yan Fenghuo a simple and honest smile.

"Yan Fenghuo, you said you have been in our team for more than two months, how do I, Sun Hao, treat you?" Sun Hao's face was serious and sincere, making it difficult for you to refuse.

"Average!" Yan Fenghuo also looked serious and sincere, shaking his head vigorously.

"I said you are..."

"Don't worry," Yan Fenghuo took out a turkey and lit cigarettes for Sun Hao, then lit one for himself coolly and said, "Before five o'clock in the morning, your performance was pretty good, but after five o'clock, your performance was really not that good.

So it can only be regarded as average. But don’t have too many ideas. Chairman Mao still has seven points for success and three points for failure. Your score of five to five is already very good."

Sun Hao's face turned dark. He really wanted to punch Yan Fenghuo's stinky face. He was the squadron leader, but he was made to lose his temper by this thorn all day long. How about a fight? This kid would definitely dare to go to the detachment.

File a complaint; put him in solitary confinement? He didn't commit any serious crime, he just talked about it and tried to get away with it. Damn it, the relationship soldiers are really hard to serve!

"You are a non-commissioned officer, right? I am the squadron leader, right? You have to obey my orders, right?" Sun Hao asked with a confused look.

"That's right. As long as you give an order, I, Yan Fenghuo, will absolutely obey it, even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire. It doesn't matter. I am a soldier, and a soldier must obey orders and obey orders!"

"Okay, go add some toppings to Liang Gang's rice. As for what to add, it's up to you. You are the smartest in our team, so you can definitely handle this."

"..."

Yan Fenghuo was speechless, why is this guy so narrow-minded? If you can't beat someone, then you can't beat him. As for using such despicable methods?

"Isn't it good?" Yan Fenghuo asked softly.

"Oh... forget it." Sun Hao sighed and sat down on the bed, his face full of depression.

Sun Hao has a stubborn temper. He has strict requirements on his soldiers and even stricter requirements on himself. No matter what kind of training, he will accompany the soldiers to have the best time. Although his military quality is not the best, the captain can surpass him.

There are really not many soldiers.

This dejected expression has never appeared on his face, at least Yan Fenghuo has not seen it in more than two months.

"Captain, what's wrong?" Yan Fenghuo asked.

"Okay, it's okay." Sun Hao smiled, realizing that it was inappropriate for him to behave like this in front of a soldier, so he stood up and walked out.

The moment he walked out, he gave Yan Fenghuo a very lonely feeling, full of unwillingness.

"Captain," Yan Fenghuo stopped Sun Hao and said loudly: "If you lose confidence, you will never be able to defeat your opponent. Men are simple, unyielding, unyielding, and fearless, and they will win in the end!"

Sun Hao's body trembled, and he slowly turned around and looked at Yan Fenghuo, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

"Hey, I'm just saying it casually to show off, maybe I can wake you up."

Sun Hao showed a rare smile, turned around and walked out.

Staring at Sun Hao's back, Yan Fenghuo pulled up his lips and showed a bright smile. He liked Sun Hao very much as the squadron leader. He was a stubborn man and could not get back what he decided. Although he often used his hands on the soldiers.

Feet, but he has that qualification. The majesty of a person is not what position he holds, but what he does; the majesty of an officer is not his loud voice, but whether he has the respect of the soldiers.

There is no doubt that Sun Hao has gained the respect of the soldiers. He is one of the few officers in the regular army who can share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers. They train together, work together, and eat together, and there will never be any misfortune.

After dinner, the entire squadron simply tidied up and began the morning drill class.

The content of the training class is very simple, it is a competition of full firepower. The soldiers of the squadron are not convinced by the soldiers of the mobile brigade; the soldiers of the mobile brigade are not satisfied with the soldiers of the squadron. As long as the two touch each other, violent sparks will immediately fly.

On the training ground, the two squadrons sat clearly facing each other, with a distance of twenty meters between them, and everyone stared at each other eagerly. Sun Hao stood in the center, using his eyes from time to time to remind his soldiers to put all their energy into

take it out.

"Captain Liang, everyone is full, how about we eat first?" Sun Hao suggested.

"Captain Sun, look at what you said, it's only one-third of an acre of your land. Of course, it doesn't matter what you say, haha." Liang Gang looked indifferent, as if his soldiers were coming to cover up the water and the soil.

This is self-confidence. No matter what Sun Hao's move is, he will accept it. Because his soldiers are much better than Sun Hao's soldiers. After all, one is a mobile brigade directly under the corps, and the other is just a detachment mobile squadron. There is a gap between the two.

One thing is beyond doubt.

Generally speaking, the training methods of the mobile brigades of the Armed Police Corps are various. In addition to the different tasks, they are not much easier than those of the special forces. Some mobile brigades also have special operations teams. These are the real elites. It is just their names.

Not as loud as the special forces, but they definitely handle many more tasks than regular special forces.

Liang Gang was very confident, because all the training of his squadron was carried out according to the training intensity of the special operations team, so he naturally looked down upon Sun Hao's mobile squadron.

"Let's play songs first to get rid of the food!" Sun Hao gave a provocative look.

Singing songs is a tradition of the army. As long as there is a gathering in which all units participate, singing songs must be played first. It is a unique scenery in the military camp.

La song is the patent of the military, and it is an important criterion for distinguishing soldiers from ordinary people. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, and before the sound falls, another voice comes up. Once the song is played, the emotions of the soldiers are immediately aroused, and it does not take one round to complete the song.

Hot blood rushes to head.

When you are in a karaoke scene, with the roars one after another, the measured rhythm, and the screams at the top of your lungs, you will feel that your blood is surging and your blood is boiling. Your emotions will be immediately infected by the strong atmosphere, and you can't help but immerse yourself in this scene.

Torrent. You forget your identity, you gather all your strength, every team shouts, come on, work hard.

Playing songs is to see whose voice can outshine the other's. As long as it can outshine the other's, the company commander and instructor will raise their heads high, smile proudly, and look sideways at their opponents.

Playing songs is also a kind of battle, and the competition is morale.

"Unite - Prepare - Together!"

"Unity is strength! Unity is strength!..."

A high-pitched song sounded, deafening. The squadron soldiers roared with all their strength and howled in a standard manner.

Faced with the overwhelming momentum of the squadron, Liang Gang smiled slightly and immediately started chanting the same "Unity is Strength".

The moment the mobile brigade sang, a thunderous sound immediately arose, rolling in and colliding with the overwhelming mountains and seas. When the two collided together, it was like an earthquake, which made people's eardrums unbearable.

The squadron's voice was drowned out. Sun Hao hurriedly played signs and shouted slogans, but the defeat was determined. In terms of sound, they could not compete with each other.

"Stop! Lost!" Sun Hao admitted defeat and said to Liang Gang: "Four hundred meters of obstacles, five people from each, win two out of three!"

"Okay, just the 400-meter obstacle." Liang Gang happily faced it.

The four-hundred-meter obstacle course is an anaerobic exercise and is a training subject in the People's Liberation Army and the Armed Police Force. The one-hundred-meter obstacle course is conducted twice, with various obstacles set up along the way. Participants are required to cross all obstacles and return in the shortest time.

A high-intensity and difficult training subject

This training subject will definitely make many former soldiers miserable, but it is the best test of overall quality. Many people have been promoted directly because of their good performance in the 400-meter obstacle course.

After running the 400-meter obstacle course, the bones and flesh separated. My lungs ached due to lack of oxygen, and my face turned pale. At this time, I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, enjoying the subtle stinging sensation of the smoke entering my oxygen-deficient lungs.
Chapter completed!