Chapter 1052: I used science and technology to strengthen the country in 1960 (12)
Seeing that Mr. Chen was interested in talking, Battalion Commander Zheng also became more energetic. "That little girl didn't know what kind of stimulation she had. She had about ten of these things hanging on her body.
Not only did it say it was a weapon, it was also claimed that it could blow up an entire factory.
I saw that she was young and crazy and felt very pitiful, so I wanted to take her somewhere to find someone to take care of her.
But who would have thought that there was chaos at that time, and this little girl didn’t know where she was swept away by the crowd!”
After listening to what Battalion Commander Zheng said, Mr. Chen weighed the wooden ball, then put it on the table and gently played with the wooden ball in circles. "Take the wooden ball and say it is a weapon. It seems that this child must have been stimulated by the war."
, is also a poor one.
If we meet her again in the future, give her some food stamps."
Battalion Commander Zheng also nodded with deep feeling.
Mr. Chen played with it for a while and felt that there was basically nothing special about this wooden ball except that it was a bit heavy.
So he reached out and threw the wooden ball back into Battalion Commander Zheng's arms.
Battalion Commander Zheng didn't react for a moment and the wooden ball almost fell to the ground.
Mr. Chen said with a smile, "This thing is quite real and heavy. It can be used for throwing training."
Battalion Commander Zheng also weighed the wooden ball in his hand. It was really like this!
After saying goodbye to Master Chen, Battalion Commander Zheng walked directly to the training ground behind the house.
It was approaching dinner time, and there happened to be soldiers conducting throwing training in the rear playground.
He planned to send this thing over in person and take a look at the soldiers' practice.
When Battalion Commander Zheng arrived at the training ground in the back mountain, he saw a company of soldiers practicing throwing.
Seeing Battalion Commander Zheng approaching, the First Company Commander quickly ran over to salute and shouted with great enthusiasm, "Hello, Battalion Commander!"
Battalion Commander Zheng smiled and nodded to the First Company Commander, and handed him the wooden ball in his hand, "How was today's training?"
This company commander is good at everything, but he is just like a wooden pile and doesn't know how to adapt. He does everything in a rigid manner.
He never joked in private, let alone talked about his own personal matters.
Sometimes, Battalion Commander Zheng doubted who of the two was the leader.
Hearing Battalion Commander Zheng's question at this time, the first company commander saluted to Battalion Commander Zheng, "Reporting to the commander, today's training went very well."
Battalion Commander Zheng nodded, "Can you show me?"
The first company commander saluted again, "Report to the leader, no problem!" He had confidence in his soldiers.
Battalion Commander Zheng stood aside, waiting to watch the soldiers train.
The first company commander called out the soldier with the best throwing performance under his command, and handed the wooden ball in his hand "Gao Dawei, the third squad of the company, is ready to conduct a throwing drill."
With a powerful "Yes!" a tall and strong young man walked out of the team.
Gao Dawei walked up to the first company commander, saluted to the first company commander and Battalion Commander Zheng, and then walked to the throwing line with the wooden ball and started preparations.
I did a series of standard preparation movements, and everything was carried out according to real training.
The only difference was that when Gao Dawei pulled it, the small tab on the wooden ball was actually pulled out by him.
Gao Dawei was a little confused. After so many simulation trainings, this was the first time he encountered a safety bolt that could be pulled out.
And Gao Dawei swore that he did hear a gentle "click" coming from the wooden ball just now.<
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Gao Dawei grabbed the wooden ball and shook it by his ear a few times, but there was no sound from it, as if it was just a dead lump of wood.
Gao Dawei frowned. Did he really hear wrong just now?
The company commander immediately became anxious when he saw Gao Dawei standing still. Now was the time to report the training results to his superiors, and there was no time for him to stand there in a daze.
Thinking of this, the first company commander shouted to Gao Dawei, "Gao Dawei, what's the problem?"
Gao Dawei came back to his senses, made an okay gesture to the first company commander, and at the same time shouted "Aha"
The wooden ball in his hand flew far away.
Gao Dawei's best throwing distance is 70 meters. At this time, the wooden ball in his hand is lighter than the usual simulation props, so it flies farther this time.
But the moment the wooden ball hit the ground, the originally sealed wooden block suddenly bounced open.
At the same time, countless iron beads wrapped in spiritual power were ejected in all directions, colliding with each other at various locations on the training ground.
Seeing Gao Dawei's wooden ball leave his hand, the scorer next to him immediately got ready to catch up and make a record.
Who would have thought that before he could even take two steps, he heard a deafening sound like the earth was shattering.
The huge impact caused everyone on top to fly backwards in unison.
At the same time, the outer walls of the building next to the military camp training ground collapsed, and the situation inside the house was clearly visible.
Mr. Chen was sitting in the office at this time, holding a cigarette in his hand. He looked at the curling smoke with a solemn expression and didn't know what to think about.
The wall fell so suddenly that he couldn't change his expression for a while.
Master Chen looked at the dust outside in bewilderment. The enemy was attacking again!
In response to him, a crumbling tile from the roof fell off.
Mr. Chen subconsciously raised his head, only to find that the roof had sunk and was expected to collapse soon. There were also large cracks in the walls of the other three places.
Mr. Chen took a deep breath, stood up and walked over the wall to the training ground. He was famous for his iron neck and hard bones, and he had withstood strong winds and waves. There was nothing else to be afraid of. He wanted to see what it was.
Who dares to touch his lair?
Mr. Chen stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and a stern face, facing the billowing smoke and dust in front of him expressionlessly, with no intention of retreating at all.
The momentum of a generation of famous generals is clearly visible.
Hearing the noise here, soldiers from other companies and platoons also rushed out to check the situation.
Initially, these people's faces were still a little frightened, but when they saw Mr. Chen standing upright in the courtyard, everyone calmed down instantly and formed a square formation according to their respective teams.
For a moment, the open space next to Commander Chen was densely packed with soldiers who were ready to go.
Every soldier clutches his weapon tightly, always ready to face whatever comes out of the dust.
They are fearless in the face of unknown dangers.
After more than ten minutes, the reconnaissance team sent out by Commander Chen stumbled out of the dust, holding a few people in their hands.
The scout put the few people in his hands on the ground. When he saw the faces of these people, Commander Chen's pupils shrank suddenly. They turned out to be Battalion Commander Zheng and several soldiers from the first company.
Seeing that these people seemed to have been choked by dirt, the health workers rushed to rescue them. Seeing that Mr. Chen was interested in talking, Battalion Commander Zheng also became energetic: "The little girl didn't know what kind of stimulation she had.
There are about ten of these things hanging up.
Not only did it say it was a weapon, it was also claimed that it could blow up an entire factory.
I saw that she was young and crazy and felt very pitiful, so I wanted to take her somewhere to find someone to take care of her.
But who would have thought that there was chaos at that time, and this little girl didn’t know where she was swept away by the crowd!”
After listening to what Battalion Commander Zheng said, Mr. Chen weighed the wooden ball, then put it on the table and gently played with the wooden ball in circles. "Take the wooden ball and say it is a weapon. It seems that this child must have been stimulated by the war."
, is also a poor one.
If we meet her again in the future, give her some food stamps."
Battalion Commander Zheng also nodded with deep feeling.
Mr. Chen played with it for a while and felt that there was basically nothing special about this wooden ball except that it was a bit heavy.
So he reached out and threw the wooden ball back into Battalion Commander Zheng's arms.
Battalion Commander Zheng didn't react for a moment and the wooden ball almost fell to the ground.
Mr. Chen said with a smile, "This thing is quite real and heavy. It can be used for throwing training."
Battalion Commander Zheng also weighed the wooden ball in his hand. It was really like this!
After saying goodbye to Master Chen, Battalion Commander Zheng walked directly to the training ground behind the house.
It was approaching dinner time, and there happened to be soldiers conducting throwing training in the rear playground.
He planned to send this thing over in person and take a look at the soldiers' practice.
When Battalion Commander Zheng arrived at the training ground in the back mountain, he saw a company of soldiers practicing throwing.
Seeing Battalion Commander Zheng approaching, the First Company Commander quickly ran over to salute and shouted with great enthusiasm, "Hello, Battalion Commander!"
Battalion Commander Zheng smiled and nodded to the First Company Commander, and handed him the wooden ball in his hand, "How was today's training?"
This company commander is good at everything, but he is just like a wooden pile and doesn't know how to adapt. He does everything in a rigid manner.
He never joked in private, let alone talked about his own personal matters.
Sometimes, Battalion Commander Zheng doubted who of the two was the leader.
Hearing Battalion Commander Zheng's question at this time, the first company commander saluted to Battalion Commander Zheng, "Reporting to the commander, today's training went very well."
Battalion Commander Zheng nodded, "Can you show me?"
The first company commander saluted again, "Report to the leader, no problem!" He had confidence in his soldiers.
Battalion Commander Zheng stood aside, waiting to watch the soldiers train.
The first company commander called out the soldier with the best throwing performance under his command, and handed the wooden ball in his hand "Gao Dawei, the third squad of the company, is ready to conduct a throwing drill."
With a powerful "Yes!" a tall and strong young man walked out of the team.
Gao Dawei walked up to the first company commander, saluted to the first company commander and Battalion Commander Zheng, and then walked to the throwing line with the wooden ball and started preparations.
I did a series of standard preparation movements, and everything was carried out according to real training.
The only difference was that when Gao Dawei pulled it, the small tab on the wooden ball was actually pulled out by him.
Gao Dawei was a little confused. After so many simulation trainings, this was the first time he encountered a safety bolt that could be pulled out.
And Gao Dawei swore that he did hear a gentle "click" coming from the wooden ball just now.<
br>
Gao Dawei grabbed the wooden ball and shook it by his ear a few times, but there was no sound from it, as if it was just a dead lump of wood.
Gao Dawei frowned. Did he really hear wrong just now?
The company commander immediately became anxious when he saw Gao Dawei standing still. Now was the time to report the training results to his superiors, and there was no time for him to stand there in a daze.
Thinking of this, the first company commander shouted to Gao Dawei, "Gao Dawei, what's the problem?"
Gao Dawei came back to his senses, made an okay gesture to the first company commander, and at the same time shouted "Aha"
The wooden ball in his hand flew far away.
Gao Dawei's best throwing distance is 70 meters. At this time, the wooden ball in his hand is lighter than the usual simulation props, so it flies farther this time.
But the moment the wooden ball hit the ground, the originally sealed wooden block suddenly bounced open.
At the same time, countless iron beads wrapped in spiritual power were ejected in all directions, colliding with each other at various locations on the training ground.
Seeing Gao Dawei's wooden ball leave his hand, the scorer next to him immediately got ready to catch up and make a record.
Who would have thought that before he could even take two steps, he heard a deafening sound like the earth was shattering.
The huge impact caused everyone on top to fly backwards in unison.
At the same time, the outer walls of the building next to the military camp training ground collapsed, and the situation inside the house was clearly visible.
Mr. Chen was sitting in the office at this time, holding a cigarette in his hand. He looked at the curling smoke with a solemn expression and didn't know what to think about.
The wall fell so suddenly that he couldn't change his expression for a while.
Master Chen looked at the dust outside in bewilderment. The enemy was attacking again!
In response to him, a crumbling tile from the roof fell off.
Mr. Chen subconsciously raised his head, only to find that the roof had sunk and was expected to collapse soon. There were also large cracks in the walls of the other three places.
Mr. Chen took a deep breath, stood up and walked over the wall to the training ground. He was famous for his iron neck and hard bones, and he had withstood strong winds and waves. There was nothing else to be afraid of. He wanted to see what it was.
Who dares to touch his lair?
Mr. Chen stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and a stern face, facing the billowing smoke and dust in front of him expressionlessly, with no intention of retreating at all.
The momentum of a generation of famous generals is clearly visible.
Hearing the noise here, soldiers from other companies and platoons also rushed out to check the situation.
Initially, these people's faces were still a little frightened, but when they saw Mr. Chen standing upright in the courtyard, everyone calmed down instantly and formed a square formation according to their respective teams.
For a moment, the open space next to Commander Chen was densely packed with soldiers who were ready to go.
Every soldier clutches his weapon tightly, always ready to face whatever comes out of the dust.
They are fearless in the face of unknown dangers.
After more than ten minutes, the reconnaissance team sent out by Commander Chen stumbled out of the dust, holding a few people in their hands.
The scout put the few people in his hands on the ground. When he saw the faces of these people, Commander Chen's pupils shrank suddenly. They turned out to be Battalion Commander Zheng and several soldiers from the first company.
Seeing that these people seemed to have been choked by dirt, the health workers rushed to rescue them.
