He is two meters and five centimeters tall. Who made him a soldier?

Chapter 103 He showed his back and it was dark (Subscribe)

"Eh? Do you think I wrote it right?"

"What did you write? It's not majestic at all. You have to express the strong desire to go to the battlefield!"

"Ah? A strong desire to go to the battlefield? How should I write this?"

"Look at what I wrote, and just imitate a few paragraphs."

Lu Qinglong placed the letter of request for battle he wrote in front of Ji Baichang for reference.

After returning from the company commander's office, Lu Qinglong asked squad leader Chen Ting for a piece of white paper, saying that he also wanted to write a letter of request to join the battle.

Class monitor Chen Ting seemed to understand everything, so he gave all the extra white paper to Lu Qinglong.

Ji Baichang, who was joining in the fun, didn't know what he was thinking, or maybe he was just too excited, he immediately said that he wanted to write too, and Xue Daochao beside him also joined in.

So, the three of them not only wrote the letter of request to fight, but also wrote their own suicide notes during the lunch time and handed them to the squad leader Chen Ting.

At this point, the three of them already had a very obvious gap with the other recruits in the class.

Just from the mentality point of view, Ji Baichang felt that he was much more powerful.

"Indeed, I have discovered that sometimes I still cannot compare with you two perverts. If I compare myself with other recruits, I still have a great advantage."

Ji Baichang said this.

I usually fell into a vicious circle, always thinking about competing with these two exaggerated guys, and in the end I lost all confidence.

In fact, I am still very brave. I can run a lot in three kilometers. Other subjects are also at an excellent level. I should have more confidence in myself!

"Don't worry, if we really have the chance to go to the battlefield, I will definitely protect you behind me."

Lu Qinglong opened his arms and made a gesture like a hen protecting her chicks, which made the two of them smile.

The action he made looked quite funny, but they believed what Lu Qinglong said.

The other six recruits in the class looked at the three people talking and laughing, and felt somewhat bitter in their hearts.

They were still diligently trying to prepare for the next company assignment, but the three of them were now considering who would go to the battlefield first. It felt like a stark contrast.

It seems that they are already unable to catch up with these three people.

The two-hour lunch break was over quickly after the three of them had a great time.

The new recruits also took the grenade throwing course.

There are quite a few differences between the training for this subject and the actual grenade throwing.

During normal training, we use 82-2 plastic grenades, which are about the same weight as normal grenades, to practice long-distance throwing.

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Generally, they need to undergo two weeks of bomb-throwing training before they can proceed to the next step of throwing real grenades.

Throwing a real grenade does not require you to use all your strength. It is enough to throw it about seven or eight meters into the pit.

At the same time, there will be a company supervisor to supervise and act as a safety officer to deal with any special situations that may occur.

The company supervisor here is usually the company commander who is in charge of the training of the soldiers.

"Throwing a grenade is very simple. Just use the prescribed grip and throw it hard. There is nothing else to explain. You can start practicing."

Before the training started at the training ground, there was no instructor to teach them this time. The duty officer just said a few simple words and gave a demonstration, and the recruits understood what was going on.

The method of organizing practice is to practice together as one platoon, that is, three classes.

After a simple warm-up of his arms, Ji Baichang was the first to raise his hand and volunteered to throw the ball first.

He was now very enthusiastic about training, completely aroused by what happened at noon.

"Report! Ji Baichang has completed the preparations for dropping the bomb. Please give instructions."

Ji Bai stood straight on the bomb-dropping line, holding a plastic grenade in his right hand, placing it flat on his chest, and shouted in the direction of squad leader Chen Ting.

"bomb."

After hearing Chen Ting's voice and getting permission, Ji Baichang moved his left hand toward the place where his right hand was holding the plastic grenade and made a fake bend. This was also the request of the squad leader.

Although they are now holding plastic grenades, real fragmentation grenades have pull rings.

The purpose of doing this action is to let them pull the ring open and then simulate throwing it out.

Ji Baichang's movements continued. He took a step back slightly and started to exert force from his calves. The huge torque force was transmitted to his arms through the lumbar spine.

He loosened his arm that was swinging forward, and threw a plastic grenade out fiercely.

The plastic grenade drew a perfect parabola in the air and finally landed steadily in the range of 30m-35m.

“Pass.”

The recorder at a distance shouted in the direction of the recruits.

"Ah? I tried so hard and I only got a passing grade?"

Ji Baichang suddenly felt puzzled. He originally thought that if he threw the ball like this, even if it wasn't more than 50 meters, at least he could throw it to an excellent level!

I didn't expect that after all this, I would only end up with a passing level.

Fortunately, each person throws two grenades, so he still has one chance to throw a grenade.

Ji Baichang calmed down and moved his right arm, treating the throw he just made as a warm-up.

He stood in front of the bombing line again and shouted loudly:

"Report! Ji Baichang has completed the preparations for dropping the bomb, please give instructions!"

This time Chen Ting did not say anything, but nodded instead. After getting permission, Ji Bai ran with all his strength, even running back a short distance, and threw the plastic grenade in his hand fiercely.

There was a dull sound of a grenade hitting the ground in the distance, and the voice of the distant recorder sounded:

“Pass.”

This second time, Ji Baichang's grenade was still thrown within the passing range of 30-35 meters.

"Something's wrong! There's something 12 out of 10 that's wrong!"

Ji Baichang had a puzzled expression on his face. He had clearly tried very hard, but why could he only throw it so close?
"Could it be that it's because of the appearance of the plastic grenade that when this thing is flying in the air, it will be greatly affected by wind resistance?"

"Yes! That must be the case!"

"Don't think about it, it's my turn."

Xue Daochao stepped forward and took out two plastic grenades from the wooden box equipment box nearby, replacing Ji Baichang's position.

Standing on the bombing line, a loud voice rang out:
"Report, Xue Daochao has completed preparations for dropping bombs!"

"Ah."

He stepped back, with his right hand almost touching the ground, and his whole body was like a spring that was compressed to the top and suddenly relaxed.

With a burst of force, he took advantage of the situation and threw the plastic grenade in his hand out.

The grenade thrown by Xue Daochao was very high, it flew high in the air and finally hit the ground hard.

"excellent!"

The recorder's voice came over.

Xue Daochao's plastic grenade throwing distance was quite good, and it had already flown out an excellent line of 40 meters.

If we estimate roughly, it is about fifty meters.

Even many veterans cannot achieve this result.

In fact, the subject of bombing requires more or less some talent.

Some people can throw the ball forty or fifty meters without much practice.

On the other hand, some people, even if they look strong, may not be able to throw a grenade more than 30 meters away.

This subject is pretty weird anyway.

"No, Lao Xue, what makes you think you can do that? You are better than me in this subject?!"

Ji Baichang was so depressed that he felt like Xue Daochao had cast a spell on him or something. Why couldn't he beat him in any way?

Xue Daochao ignored Ji Baichang's question. Instead, he picked up another plastic grenade and ran forward.

This time, he didn't throw it very high, but it was farther than last time.

"excellent!"

"A rough calculation shows that it is nearly sixty meters."

The recorder's voice came again.

This time, Xue Daochao threw it even farther than last time, probably almost sixty meters!
So when the recorder reported the results, he also said the specific results.

Upon hearing this result, the recruits below were shocked.

Although I don't know what 60 meters means, considering that Ji Baichang tried so hard the previous time and only managed to throw 30 meters, throwing 60 meters should be a very exaggerated thing.

"Sure thing, Xue Daochao. You are outstanding in every aspect."

For the first time ever, Chen Ting praised Xue Daochao.

Judging from Xue Daochao's learning ability, various physical qualities and those subjects, from the perspective of a new recruit, he can be said to be a very good seedling.

Even among all the new recruits he had led, only Lu Qinglong's elder brother Lu Qingtian was stronger than him.

Of course, what he said is also within a scope, that is, according to the scope of ordinary people.

Lu Qinglong is definitely not included, he is so strong that it is scary.

"It's okay, squad leader. It was just a fluke."

Xue Daochao waved his hand, behaved very humbly, turned around and stood back in the queue.

Later, other recruits also participated in the bomb training one after another.

However, after they started dropping bombs, they found that Xue Daochao could only throw the bomb sixty meters, which was an exaggeration.

Even though they all tried their best, the one who threw the ball the farthest only achieved a good level, throwing it thirty-seven meters.

The subject of throwing grenades is much more difficult than they imagined.

"Is it my turn? You've all finished throwing, right?"

Seeing that the other recruits in the class had thrown two grenades, Lu Qinglong walked out of the line with his huge body and took out two plastic grenades from the equipment box. The size of this thing in his hand was only slightly larger than a quail egg in the hand of an ordinary person.

After weighing it briefly, he stood in front of the bombing line.

At this time, not only the three classes of recruits in a row, but all the recruits in the entire company who were undergoing grenade training all put down their work and stared at Lu Qinglong.

Lu Qinglong stretched his body, and Ji Baichang, who was closest to Lu Qinglong, felt that it was getting dark.

Because Lu Qinglong showed his back.

(End of this chapter)