Zhou Ming calmed down quickly. He glanced at Hei Xuejun next to him. Hei Xuejun really connected with him. He immediately understood what he meant and quickly handed over a Type 81 automatic rifle and a towel.
Brought it over.
Like other students before him, he covered his eyes and prepared to disassemble and combine the Type 81 automatic rifle.
"Ready - start!" Hei Xuejun raised his stopwatch and shouted.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled as Zhou Ming's hands moved like flying. In an instant, parts were placed on the raincloth one after another.
"good!"
Zhou Ming shouted crisply.
Hei Xuejun pinched the stopwatch, looked at it, and shouted: "Fifteen seconds!"
Wow--
The entire audience was stunned and speechless.
Zhou Ming pulled off the towel and looked around: "We just performed a total of three decompositions and combinations. The first time was yours, a normal operation, the second time was yours, blindfolded, and the third time was mine, blindfolded
operate!
What are the three results? Did you all just hear it?
The first time, the best twenty seconds, the worst, forty-three seconds!
The difference was even bigger the second time.
The last time, it's mine, fifteen seconds!
In these three results, everyone knows how big the gap is between the best and the worst?
Before you came to the coaching team, you were number one, but now, are you still number one?
Before you came to coach the team, you thought you were very strong. Do you still think you are very powerful now?"
Zhou Ming looked around with a solemn expression: "So, everyone must have a correct understanding of themselves and know what their grades are!"
"You should always remember that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. There is never an end point in the pursuit of progress. We must constantly surpass ourselves and break through ourselves."
"My result is fifteen seconds, but am I the best? Let me tell you, no, there is something more shocking than fifteen seconds. If I remember correctly, our army's record is twelve seconds
!”
After receiving the approval, Zhou Ming changed the topic: "But there are also some who performed very well today, such as Class 1."
After saying this, Zhou Ming paused for a while, looked at Chen Fei, and looked at the other team members in class one with a big smile.
"When Class 1 first came in, I remember that the results of this subject were not very good. I was deeply impressed. Comrade Hei Xuejun, the monitor of Class 1 at that time, asked me for instructions and said he wanted to test everyone on other subjects. I agreed.
, and asked specifically about the results, he told me
Talking about the subject of decomposition and combination in a class, except for a few students, the overall situation is not optimistic. Most of them are around thirty-five seconds. So when we discussed the training plan last night, I repeatedly told him to focus on it.
Let’s take a look at this subject.”
"But I didn't expect that only one month has passed, and the decomposition and integration of Class 1 have already undergone such earth-shaking changes. What's even more commendable is that we haven't actually started formal training yet. The improvement in Class 1's performance all comes from
My own private efforts, so,
Today, I am here to praise the progress of Class 1. The comrades in Class 1 have done a good job. Comrades in other classes must learn from Class 1. Poor performance is not a mistake, but it is your fault not to work hard! So, below
, let us give the warmest applause to Class 1 together!"
Wow——
Zhou Ming applauded first, and other soldiers followed suit.
The applause ended.
"Report--"
Chen Fei straightened his body and shouted.
"Speak!" Zhou Ming looked over to him.
"Captain, you promised me last time that as long as our Class 1's performance improves, you will agree to our Class 1's friendship with the Eighth District Team. Captain, our Class 1's performance in firearms disassembly and integration is not bad. This
You just said it yourself, Captain, can we have a social event with the District 8 team?"
"Okay, approved!" Zhou Ming replied simply.
After hearing this, Chen Fei was overjoyed. He turned around, looked at the students in Class 1, and said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Brothers in Class 1, please remember, after dinner tonight,
Let’s go to the Eighth District team to have a social gathering! Is everyone clear?”
"Clear-clear-"
The students in class one raised their voices and answered loudly, declaring their pride and pride.
The students in other classes were dumbfounded.
District 8 team?
Isn't that the female military district team?
In other words, Squad One is going to have a social gathering with the female soldiers tonight?
What the fuck——
The other students immediately exploded.
Why can't Class One go and they can't?
They want to go too!
"Report——" Someone from the third class shouted.
"Speak!" Zhou Ming looked at the other party.
"Captain, we also want to go to the Eighth District team to have a social gathering!"
Zhou Ming looked at the other party jokingly for a while, and then said with a smile but not a smile: "Do you think the Eighth District Team is your own home? Do you think you can go there if you want?"
After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Chen Fei: "Chen Fei, tell them how they can go to the Eighth District team to have a party!"
"Report, Captain Yang of the Eighth District Team said that the Eighth District Team will only have friendships with classes with good training results!" Chen Fei replied loudly.
"Did you hear that?" Zhou Ming asked the student: "People only need good grades!"
The student was still dissatisfied. He frowned and said, "Captain, our class three is not as good as class one in terms of firearms analysis today. In other subjects, our class is very good. Our class is no weaker than class one!"
"Report——" Chen Fei shouted.
"explain!"
"Captain, our Class 1 training performance is not good, that's because of old history. Now, our Class 1 is no longer what it used to be. Our Class 1 no longer regards Class 3 as a competitor. Our current competitor is
We no longer pay attention to the second squadron and third squadron, so they do not meet the requirements of the eighth district team for the time being!"
When the students in Class 3 heard this, they were immediately furious.
Chen Fei said that they were cowards in front of the entire squadron. It was tolerable, but it was unbearable. The student immediately shouted angrily: "Comrade Chen Fei, don't just talk nonsense. Our third class will not be as good as your first class?"
Why don't our two classes come to practice now, in front of the entire squadron, and let everyone see who is the class with the worse grades?"
"Practice, practice, who is afraid of whom?" Chen Fei has been waiting for this day for a long time. In order to improve the atmosphere of the first district team, he and Hei Xuejun secretly talked for a long time and thought of many ways.
At this moment, he finally achieved initial results. Of course he was excited, so he seized the opportunity, fanned the flames, and continued to work hard: "I'm not boasting. At our current level, let alone your third class, we also have other classes.
I don’t even look down on you. If anyone is dissatisfied, you just come over!"
This kid!
When the students in other classes heard this, they were also annoyed.
Why did you bring me there too!
If I don't react at all, wouldn't it mean that I'm really cowardly?
"Comrade Chen Fei, since you are so confident, that's fine. Our two classes will practice today!"
"We in class five will also practice with you!"
"And our third class!"
There was a storm on the training ground.
Seeing this scene, Chen Fei, Hei Xuejun, and Zhou Ming exchanged glances with each other and couldn't help but feel happy.