Incredibly, after the exam, the teaching team actually gave everyone a half-day off.
A quarter of a day to be exact.
After the last subject assessment in the afternoon of this day was completed, the black-faced squad leader Hei Xuejun ordered: "Everyone can move freely in the next period. Dinner will be served at six o'clock in the evening, don't be late, dismissal——"
Free activities?
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, I can’t believe it.
Although some people were excited, they did not dare to do anything, for fear that it contained some conspiracy. It was not until the figure of the black-faced squad leader disappeared from the field of vision that everyone cheered: "Oh - finally free.
Got it!"
Chen Fei looked at his watch. It was now four o'clock, and there were still two hours until six o'clock. He could relax a bit.
He was about to call Zhao Zhigang when he turned around and found that Zhao Zhigang was looking up at the blue sky and sighed: "The storm is coming!"
A storm is coming?
Chen Fei looked up and realized what Zhao Zhigang meant.
However, he disagreed and said with a smile: "Come just as you come, the soldiers will stop you, the water will cover you with the earth, just let nature take its course!"
"I'm afraid I'll drown first!" Zhao Zhigang said with a sigh.
"No!" Chen Fei comforted kindly.
At this time, the people around him had already dispersed. Some rushed back to the dormitory, some ran to the basketball court, and some went nowhere.
"Shall we go for a walk over there?" Zhao Zhigang pointed to a small forest on the other side of the training ground with his eyes.
Chen Fei also had this intention. He couldn't sleep when he returned to the dormitory, so he might as well take this opportunity to stroll around the teaching team and walk around.
The two of them were walking slowly and chatting. After walking a few steps, they saw Zhou Ming leading a few people pushing several flatbed trucks towards them. The flatbed trucks were all filled with brand new camouflage uniforms.
Seeing Zhou Ming, Zhao Zhigang's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but hide behind Chen Fei. However, Chen Fei's reaction was exactly the opposite. Instead, he faced Zhou Ming and asked with a smile: "Captain, do you want to help?"
"No need." Zhou Ming replied calmly, giving people a feeling of being rejected. If it were an ordinary person, he would have smiled and retreated. However, Chen Fei was very thick-skinned, and then asked: "Captain,
Are these clothes given to us?"
"Yeah!" Zhou Ming rarely explained a few more words: "You each have three sets!"
Three sets per person?
When Chen Fei heard this number, he was just stunned. However, when Zhao Zhigang, who was hiding behind Chen Fei, heard this number, he trembled all over and turned a little pale with fear.
After Zhou Ming had gone far, Zhao Zhigang said with a sad face: "It's over, it's over. Our army usually only issues one set of training uniforms a year, but here, one person has three sets of training uniforms and three pairs of shoes, damn it.
, they are going to punish us to death, they will destroy four of our clothes in six months, damn, the training team is really too scary——"
"You only know now!" Chen Fei couldn't laugh or cry.
Zhao Zhigang sighed, and then said: "The teaching team is like a purgatory, I have known this for a long time, but... I am actually just lucky, always thinking that this year we may be different from previous years, but now.
..... Sigh - obviously, there is no possibility of luck at all!"
Before Chen Fei could react, he saw Zhao Zhigang suddenly looking up to the sky and shouting: "Storm! The storm is coming! But I am a brave petrel. On the roaring sea, in the middle of lightning, I fly proudly; this is victory.
The prophet is shouting - let the storm come more violently!"
Oh, he turns out to be a poet!
Chen Fei smiled secretly.
After venting his anger, Zhao Zhigang calmed down, and the two of them walked towards the training ground together.
Unknowingly, the two people walked to the bombing training ground.
"Hey, bombing training ground!" Chen Fei's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but want to try it.
They had trained on the subject of bombing before, but relatively speaking, they did not train much, because in Gao Cheng's eyes, this subject did not have much value. For an armored scout, bombing... basically
It's enough to pass the test, so they don't train much, at least not as many as the five-kilometer and four-hundred-meter obstacles. Naturally, their results aren't that outstanding.
"Hey, training bombs!" Zhao Zhigang was a little excited when he saw it. He jogged two steps and walked to a basket: "Chen Fei, what are your grades in the subject of bomb dropping? Let me tell you, in this subject, I am definitely
Being able to excel in the teaching team..."
He had just begun his sentence, "Hey, what are you doing?" At this moment, a squad leader suddenly yelled.
"Squad leader, can we try?" Seeing that Zhao Zhigang was frightened, Chen Fei answered quickly.
"Okay, but you have to wait a moment!" said the veteran.
For bomb throwing, the syllabus requires 45 meters for excellence, and the teaching team requires 55 meters. Chen Fei used to start at 50 meters, but now... he hasn't thrown for a long time, and he doesn't know how much he can throw.
After more than ten seconds, the veteran stood at the other end and shouted: "Don't you want to give it a try? Can you do it?"
Chen Fei looked at Zhao Zhigang: "You come first?"
Zhao Zhigang was polite: "Chen Fei, you go first!"
"Okay!" Chen Fei was not polite and picked up a grenade from the basket.
This is just a training round, not a live round.
However, this kind of training bomb is made very lifelike, just like the real thing.
This is a Type 67 wooden-handled grenade. According to the unified standard for bombing, before releasing the bomb, you must first unscrew the safety cover, pierce the moisture-proof paper, put the fire ring behind the little finger, and then complete the bombing action.
Chen Fei took the grenade in his hand as requested.
"Strange, why does this bullet feel heavier than ordinary ones?"
But Chen Fei didn't think much about it. The teaching team is different in everything.
He let out a deep breath and brewed it for two seconds.
Throwing a bomb is an instantaneous force-generating process in which the body's muscle state changes from relaxation to tension. From the run-up to detonating the bomb, and even the recovery process after the release, the body should be in a relaxed state. The more complete the relaxation, the greater the explosive force when throwing the grenade.
In order to obtain greater initial velocity;
The body is tense only from the moment before swinging the arm to the moment of release. The reason why it is tense is to transmit the combined force of the foot on the same side of the bombardier and turning the waist to the arm, and at the same time ensure that the arm swings forward and backward.
The release angle is controlled at about 45 degrees.
An instant later, Chen Fei threw the grenade out with a swish.
As soon as the grenade hit the ground, the veteran shouted: "Fuck, 67 meters!"
Sixty-seven?
Chen Fei was stunned.
It's much stronger than when the new recruits first joined the company, but it's not that much stronger. It can't even break through 70 meters.
In soldiers' bomb-throwing training, the throwing distance is generally required to reach 30 meters, and the best result is 50 meters. However, soldiers generally strictly demand themselves at a super-excellent level. Therefore, in long-term training, everyone becomes perfect with practice.
After mastering certain tricks, you can easily throw to about 70 meters.
It is said that a soldier named Song Fudan once set a record of 102 meters in a team throwing competition; and this record has not been broken by anyone in the world, and it once became a height that soldiers wanted to surpass.
Chen Fei's achievements are really nothing compared to those great people, not even shit.
Bang bang bang, he clapped his hands, turned around and looked at Zhao Zhigang: "Old Zhao, it's your turn!"
"I...I...that...I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my hand. I'm going to stop shooting today. Come on, let's go over there and take a look. It seems like