Qi Zhijun was stunned for a moment when he heard Wan Lin's answer, and then asked: "Are you masters of internal skills very accurate in shooting? I remember you Li Tou said that when you first came to the army for target training, you showed
Superhuman shooting talent.”
Wan Lin was stunned when he heard Qi Zhijun's question. The figure of sniper instructor Wu Hanyu suddenly appeared in his mind. He turned his head and silently looked out the window at the group of officers and soldiers who were jogging in the morning.
He was silent for a moment before replying: "Maybe. People who practice internal martial arts have stronger arms than ordinary people and can hold guns very steadily. If they are good at concealed weapon techniques, their eyesight is also different from ordinary people, so they can shoot well with a little training.
allow."
Qi Zhijun saw Wan Lin's expression suddenly darken, and he was stunned for a moment. Then he realized that his words must have been his own questions, which aroused Wan Lin's longing for the sacrificed sniper instructor.
Qi Zhijun had long heard from Li Dongsheng that Wu Hanyu, Wan Lin's sniper instructor when he first joined the army, knew that this instructor died on the battlefield because he protected Wan Lin. This was a lifelong pain in Wan Lin's heart.
He really didn't expect that he would inadvertently evoke the pain that Wan Lin had been hiding in his heart. He raised his hand and patted Wan Lin's shoulder gently. He himself was also a soldier who came out of the special operations battlefield.
Knowing the pain of losing a comrade, he knew that everything he said was unnecessary.
It was already five o'clock in the morning. On the road to the Southwest Military Region Headquarters compound, groups of officers and soldiers were running past for morning jogs. Loud chants could be heard one after another.
On the training field near the north side of the compound, agile figures were moving. A group of officers and soldiers from the headquarters' security regiment were conducting combat training in a dirt field. On the shooting training near the mountainside, bursts of faint sounds were heard.
Sound of shooting.
The off-road vehicle drove directly from the training ground. After a short time, the staff officer who was driving slowed down and said: "Mr. Qi, I saw the commander. The little guy is pulling the commander into the shooting range on the side of the mountain. Shall we
Go now?"
Qi Zhijun looked up at the shooting range in the distance and replied: "Commander Yang, drive slower." He then looked at Wan Lin sitting next to him and said: "Wan Lin, these are the officers and soldiers of our headquarters' security regiment. They are conducting unarmed operations.
Do you want to go over and take a look at the combat training? The commander and the young monk are really in high spirits right now, so let’s not disturb them for now and we’ll go to the shooting range later.”
Wan Lin replied: "That's fine. Jing Heng and Commander have just walked into the shooting range. We'll go there in a while and leave the car here." As he said that, he, Qi Zhijun, and Staff Yang pushed open the car door and jumped out, and the three of them jumped out.
The man strode towards the side of the fighting arena.
On the fighting field, a group of warriors wearing hurdle vests and camouflage pants were fighting each other on the dirt floor of the training ground. A strong man over 1.8 meters tall grabbed the opponent's right hand from one side of his body.
arm.
The strong man grabbed the opponent's arm and pulled it to the side. His burly body bent, and he stretched his right hand forward to hold the opponent's lower abdomen. He moved very quickly, then straightened up and threw the opponent from the front to the side.
As soon as Qi Zhijun, Wan Lin and Staff Yang walked to the sidelines, they saw a figure flying towards Qi Zhijun with a roar. Staff Yang, who was following Qi Zhijun, shouted: "Minister, be careful!" As he shouted, Wan
Lin had already taken half a step forward, ready to catch the flying warrior.
At this moment, Qi Zhijun suddenly blocked Wan Lin behind him. He stretched out his right hand to grab the flying soldier's arm, then turned half a circle to the side to remove the momentum from the soldier. He then stretched out his left hand to grab
Hold the opponent's belt, and then gently lower the fighter to the ground.
"Okay!" There was a burst of cheers immediately in the field. All the soldiers in the field stopped and looked to the side of the field. Several soldiers who did not know Qi Zhijun looked at the veterans beside them and asked in a low voice: "This major general is so skilled.
, who is he?" The veteran replied in a low voice: "This is Minister Qi of the Military Region Operations Department, please keep your voice down."
At this time, a major who was standing on the sidelines leading the training had already run towards Qi Zhijun. He stood upright and saluted and shouted: "Report to Minister Qi, welcome your guidance. I didn't expect Minister Qi to be so good."
Qi Zhijun raised his hand and waved across his forehead in return. He then looked at the major and said with a smile: "Battle Commander Lu, I'm just passing by and taking a look. It won't affect your training."
"It doesn't matter, please provide on-site guidance." The major replied, then looked at Wan Lin who was standing next to him, wearing a brand new training uniform, and asked: "Minister Qi, you have sent another recruit egg to our guard regiment.
Bar?"
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"Hahaha..." Qi Zhijun and Staff Officer Yang both burst into laughter. Just now in the headquarters building, Qi Zhijun said that Wan Lin looked like a new recruit, and the battalion commander of the guard regiment regarded Wan Lin as a new recruit.
Staff Officer Yang stepped forward with a smile. He pointed at Wan Lin and was about to introduce him. Qi Zhijun had already raised his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "Battle Commander Lu, this is the recruit I found. I'm afraid that your guard regiment won't be able to keep him."
.”
"Minister Qi, what does this mean? Does he, a new recruit, still look down on our guard regiment?" Battalion Commander Lu asked, stunned. Qi Zhijun replied with a smile: "Yes, if you can find someone to put him here,
If he is defeated on the training ground, I will leave him in the guard regiment for you."
Battalion Commander Lu took a look at Wan Lin, who looked thin, then looked at Qi Zhijun and said, "Minister, is this recruit so awesome?"
Qi Zhijun waved his hand and replied: "I don't know whether he is awesome or not. Anyway, I know that your people can't keep him, even if you go up. I heard from your regiment leader that you have a lot of tricks on your hands."
"Hey, I really don't believe it anymore. A new recruit actually dares to look down on our guard regiment. Minister Qi, if we knock him down, just leave him to me and I'll take care of him." Battalion Commander Lu stared at him.
Wan Lin shouted.
He then turned around and looked at the strong man behind him and shouted: "Huzi, throw him out within ten moves!" He then looked at Wan Lin and waved his hands and shouted: "Boy, get over with. Don't cry daddy then.
Call me mother."
When Wan Lin heard the cry of Camp Commander Lu, he looked at Qi Zhijun with a wry smile and whispered: "Minister Qi, isn't this bad?" Qi Zhijun replied in a low voice: "Help me clean up this Camp Commander Lu. This
The boy has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has good skills. He is so arrogant in the guard group that no one is convinced. Their leader wants to see his face. Even his soldiers have almost become the little overlords of the guard group. You let them know
Let’s talk about what is beyond the sky.”
When Wan Lin heard Qi Zhijun's answer, he immediately understood that Qi Zhijun wanted him to suppress the spirit of Battalion Commander Lu to prevent them from becoming complacent.