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

Chapter 42 Can bulletproof vests be customized?
"Captain, I have another question."

"Well, you said."

Lu Qinglong held the gun in his hand and thought for a while before asking:
"Squad leader, when I joined the army, some recruits said that my physique was not suitable for military service."

"They say I'll be a sitting duck if I go to the battlefield. What do you think, squad leader?"

After Lu Qinglong finished speaking, he stared at Chen Ting, eager to know from the mouth of an old soldier whether this matter was true or not.

"If you had joined the army more than ten years earlier, there would be nothing wrong with them saying that."

"But guess why I said I joined the army more than ten years earlier?"

"Eh? So what do you mean, squad leader?"

Lu Qinglong's eyes lit up.

"What I mean is that those who say you'll be a sitting duck on the battlefield are probably still thinking in the Qing Dynasty."

"As early as three years ago, our special operations brigade had already equipped itself with level 5 bulletproof vests."

"The level 7.62 bulletproof vest can withstand mm rifle bullets, which is basically what all major countries can do now."

"But I want to tell you that just last year, if I remember correctly, the brigade conducted a bulletproof experiment."

"The research institute uses a new material called ceramic steel. The internal structure of that thing is very stable. A thickness of 2cm can block the shooting of a 12.7mm caliber sniper rifle!"

"But that thing was too heavy. After a round of testing, it was eliminated. I remember that our brigade still had a lot of ceramic steel left at that time."

"Qinglong, you can use ceramic steel. When the time comes, tell the people at the institute and they will use that stuff to make you a bulletproof vest that's just for you."

"When you are on the battlefield, your impact on the war situation may be more exaggerated than that of an infantry company."

Squad leader Chen Ting paused here, and the image of Lu Qinglong wearing a special bulletproof vest seemed to emerge in his mind.

When he saw Lu Qinglong for the first time, he was already thinking about the importance of Lu Qinglong's physique and his ability to play a role on the battlefield.

God's chosen heavy firepower player!
Other heavy firepower personnel can at best provide fire support with squad machine guns.

But Lu Qinglong is different. He can completely remove a 6-barrel mm caliber anti-aircraft machine gun and let Lu Qinglong use it against ground enemy targets!
What is the difference between him, Lu Qinglong, and a tank moving at high speed?
"Really? Sergeant?"

Lu Qinglong was suddenly delighted. Having a suitable bulletproof vest would be like adding wings to a tiger!
Although his current physical fitness is exaggerated, it is still within the scope of a normal person.

The damage caused by the knife was not enough, but firearms, such as guns, could still hurt him.

Now that he heard that he would have a bulletproof vest specially made for him after joining the company in the special operations brigade, he felt indescribably happy.

"The bulletproof vest made of ceramic steel may be very heavy, Qinglong, you should be mentally prepared."

"I took a look at your body. If you want to cover and protect your limbs, I'm afraid it will weigh at least 100 kilograms."

"When the time comes for real combat, you will need to carry heavy machine guns and other weapons and ammunition, which will weigh more than 150 kilograms in total. Can your body handle it?"

When it comes to the number of 150 kilograms, even Chen Ting couldn't help but smack his lips.

"I can handle it! It's only 150 kilograms."

"Squad leader, I usually run at home with weights, starting at 300 kilograms! It takes me a little over 16 minutes to run 5 kilometers."

Lu Qinglong explained confidently.

"Three hundred kilograms. Five kilometers in sixteen minutes."

When Chen Ting heard the data, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

What the hell.

He had been in the army for sixteen years, and this was the first time he heard such an exaggerated result.

Isn’t this the holy body of the chosen soldier king?
He even doubted whether Lu Qinglong was a normal person. It would be fine if his brother's learning ability was exaggerated, but Lu Qinglong's physical fitness was so abnormal that he was really going crazy.

The Lu family's genes are so useful? They produced two monsters one after another?

"Okay, I guess you should tell your father about Tao Gang's matter."

"If you feel you can't bring yourself to ask, you can tell the company commander, Chen Tianjian. He will definitely help you."

"Ah? Squad leader, what happened to Captain Chen Tianjian?"

Lu Qinglong asked with some doubt.

The company commander of his current recruit company is just a captain. If he wants help from people in the research institute, he needs to apply for and report to his higher-ups.

Moreover, whether to approve it or not is decided by the higher-ups. Could it be that his current company commander Chen Tianjian has connections with the research institute?
"Well, I can't tell you now. I'll tell you when the time comes."

"Okay, I have almost finished teaching you this morning. Go back and I will continue teaching you at this time tomorrow."

Chen Ting glanced at the time on his phone. It was almost six o'clock and the wake-up whistle was about to blow. He simply ended the morning training and took Lu Qinglong to the barracks.

"Monitor! I feel like I learned a lot this morning!"

On the way back, Lu Qinglong couldn't stop talking excitedly.

"You have to work hard, Qinglong. You still lack a lot, and there are still many things you don't know."

"I have one year left before I retire from the army. Before that, I will teach you everything I have learned in my sixteen years of military service."

Seeing Lu Qinglong's eagerness to learn, Chen Ting felt very relieved.

Before leaving the army, he passed on what the army had taught him.

The two returned to the barracks while chatting.

As soon as he entered the barracks, Lu Qinglong saw that the corridor outside was full of new recruits.

They were all doing the same thing, which was making the quilt.

"Don't sleep, the monitor is back!"

Xue Daochao pushed Ji Baichang, who was sleeping on the quilt with his butt sticking up in a very strange posture.

Ji Baichang suddenly woke up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then began to pretend to press the quilt.

There were also a few new recruits in the class who were dozing off, but after Xue Daochao's reminder, they all quickly began to fold their quilts, so that they didn't lose face before the squad leader Chen Ting returned to the class.

"You guys, you haven't finished folding the quilt after such a long time?"

Chen Ting frowned and asked the recruits.

An hour has passed and except for two or three people, no one else has folded their quilts yet. Aren't they just slacking off?

"Report to the squad leader, I was just pressing the quilt, I will fold it right away!"

Ji Baichang quickly explained with an apologetic smile.

Seeing this, Chen Ting didn't say anything more. He just went to his bed and made his bed like the other recruits.

"Hey! Qinglong, what were you and the squad leader doing?"

Ji Baichang lowered his voice and asked excitedly.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the model gun that Lu Qinglong had placed under the bed, and he seemed to want to touch one.

(End of this chapter)