My military function points

Chapter 155: An instructor misunderstood by a girl: Shooting champion, right? Let me compete with you!
Since some freshmen were sent back to their hometowns on the first day, the work of the next few instructors became much easier.

However, the first squadron was the one that got into the game the fastest.

Chen Rong can now completely become a hands-off boss. Every day he just finds a place to sit with an elective book in hand.

The squad leaders and platoon leaders of the First Company were more enthusiastic than each other, and they all wanted to win first place in every drill so that they could get praised in person by the instructor.

Those students who did not have military ranks on their shoulders also learned from others in the past few days what the scar on the instructor's arm meant.

For these young people who have aspirations for the military, heroes are always worthy of respect and admiration.

The first week was about formations, and in the second week we started training tactics.

On Monday morning, Chen Rong was reading a medical book under the shade of a tree when Lu Senbao came over.

"King Yan, are we good brothers who share life and death?" Lu Senbao came up and put his arm around Chen Rong's shoulders.

Chen Rong instantly became alert: "No!"

"What's wrong? I haven't said anything yet!" Lu Senbao was speechless.

"No matter what!" Chen Rong said firmly.

"If you are my brother, please help me!" Lu Senbao hugged Chen Rong tightly and said with a bitter face.
"Thinking back to when you were in the logistics class and knew nothing, who fed you like a turd?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen Rong looked helpless. "Deputy squad leader, there's no need to do this."

When Lu Senbao heard Chen Rong call him the deputy squad leader, his eyes lit up immediately:

"Xiao Rongrong, I know you are good at leading soldiers. The First Squadron is well managed by you. Can you help the deputy squadron and help me organize the Third Squadron?"

"How to fix it?"

"Just let those girls participate in tactical training."

Chen Rong pointed to the crowd crawling on the grass not far away and said, "I'm still here."

"I'll help you watch the first squadron!" Lu Senbao interrupted him immediately.
"Just go over and fix it, it won't take long, I beg you to do it, Deputy Class Leader!"

"Okay then, I'll go see what's going on." Chen Rong stood up.

Lu Senbao jumped up immediately, watched Chen Rong walk away, and immediately gathered all the members of the first squadron.

"From now on, I, the Third Instructor, will be in charge of your First Squadron!"

Lu Senbao said, "Instructor One has gone to Squadron Three."

hum!
The team immediately started talking.

Lu Senbao glared: "What's wrong? Is there anyone who is not convinced? Stand up!"

The students all started shaking their heads.

What a joke! These three instructors are at the same level and you can’t afford to offend any of them!
Chen Rong soon arrived at the training ground of the third squadron. A group of girls were sitting on the grass and chattering. Their laughter could be heard from far away.

When they saw Chen Rong coming, these people had no intention of standing up. Instead, some of them were brave enough to make fun of him.

"Instructor Yi, I heard that your housekeeping is very standard. Can you teach us when you have time?"

"Instructor One, Instructor Three said that a beautiful woman seduced you when you were on a mission. Is that true?"

"Instructor Yi, I heard that you killed someone before, but it doesn't look like that!"

Chen Rong's face was filled with black lines.

How on earth did Lu Senbao lead the Third Squadron this week?! Was he just busy chatting?

"Everyone, stand up!" Chen Rong shouted with a dark face.
"Look at you guys, how can you look like female soldiers?"

"Oh, an instructor got angry!"

The girls started to line up with laughter, and it took them several minutes to find their respective seats.

"Why not train?" Chen Rong asked in a deep voice.

"Report to the instructor, I have my period and my stomach hurts!" Someone immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"Report me too!"

"The ground is too cold!"

“The ground is too dirty”

Chen Rong: “???”

"Who told you that you can skip training when you have your period?"

"Report, the chief instructor said so."

Chen Rong immediately turned around and went to look for Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan: "Girls can't be treated the same as boys. The director has spoken on this matter."

"But right now, there are more than 100 girls having their periods at the same time!" Chen Rong said unhappily.

"What can we do? We are four men, we can't check each of us one by one?" Gao Yuan also looked helpless.

"I have to check them one by one!" Chen Rong said and left.

Gao Yuan: “What the hell?”

Chen Rong quickly returned to the third squadron and looked at the girls:
"I just asked, and students who are menstruating can indeed take two days off from training."

The girls all had smug expressions on their faces.

"So, I'm going to check them one by one now!"

Girls: “???”

"Everyone stand still, one meter apart from each other!" Chen Rong ordered.

"Instructor Yi, are you serious?" A girl in the first row changed her expression.

Someone nearby immediately said, "Just do as he says. I want to see if he really dares to do it, humph!"

After everyone from the third squadron lined up, Chen Rong stood at the front with a roster and a pen. "Let me make it clear, if I find anyone lying about blood, I'll deduct points immediately!"

The students were a little shocked.

Once your score drops below 60, you will most likely be expelled like that big guy.

Skill-Distinguish right from wrong, activate!
Chen Rong came to the first girl and asked without even looking up: "Name."

"Zhao Xiaoli."

"Have you had your period yet?"

"coming!"

Analysis result: Lie.

Chen Rong immediately put a cross behind Zhao Xiaoli's name: deduct 5 points.

"Why do you?"

Chen Rong had already come to the second person: "Name."

"Tang Xinyu."

"Are you here?"

"coming."

Analysis result: truth.

Chen Rong glanced at the other person and nodded: "Okay, you can go down and rest."

"Thank you, instructor!" Tang Xinyu skipped away.

"Third one, what's your name?"

"Wu Yuhan."

"Are you here yet?"

Gradually, the girls felt something was wrong.

This young instructor can actually accurately tell whether each person has their period or not?!
How did this person do it?
As one student after another was caught lying and had points deducted, those behind him no longer dared to speak nonsense.

"Name."

"Report to the instructor, my name is Yang Jinghua!"

"Have you had your period yet?"

"no!"

Chen Rong was about to leave when he suddenly froze.

Analysis result: Lie.

"You obviously came, why are you lying?"

Chen Rong couldn't help but take a look at the girl. She had an oval face, bright eyes, and the rank of a first-class non-commissioned officer on her shoulders.

He even had a feeling that the girl looked familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen her before.

"Instructor, I am a soldier and should not use physical excuses to avoid training!" Yang Jinghua replied.

Wow, it’s so rare, finally there is a normal female soldier!
"Not bad!" Chen Rong praised, and then said, "If you really can't hold on any longer, you can take a rest!" "Thank you for your concern, instructor!"

Chen Rong continued to check.

The conversation between him and Yang Jinghua just now was clearly heard by every girl, and everyone who followed told the truth honestly.

After the inspection, Chen Rong returned to the front of the team with the roster.

"As for the points that were deducted just now, I will consider adding them back if you show improvement based on your performance in the future."

"From now on, everyone who takes menstrual leave must come to me for a check-up!"

"Now, everyone, train obediently!"

"Everyone, get down!"

All the girls lay on the grass with bitter faces.

In the distance, a few girls who actually had their periods were whispering something.

"Hey, how do you think he found out whether we were here or not?"

"Who knows?"

"I remember the third instructor said that the first instructor has a very sharp nose and can even smell the blood in the pigsty!"

"So, he judged by smelling the blood on our bodies?"

"That's right! That's probably the case!"

In just two days, the atmosphere of the entire Third Squadron was completely changed, and no one dared to be lazy or cunning anymore.

At the same time, the rumor that an instructor's nose could smell blood spread throughout the campus.

On Thursday, the range opened.

In addition to letting the freshmen start learning shooting, another reason is that the exchange group from Russia will be coming next week.

According to the information from Director Zhang Jin, the number of participants in this exchange competition is tentatively set at 6-8 people, and the subjects are individual physical fitness, individual shooting and team tactical confrontation.

Except for Chen Rong and the other three, the other contestants will be selected from these freshmen.

Today's shooting can be considered as an advance selection.

At nine o'clock in the morning, everyone arrived at the dedicated shooting range next to the school, where the venue had already been set up.

It is said that the selection is from among the freshmen, but in fact it is to be selected from the group of people who have been promoted.

Gao Yuan organized the freshmen who were participating in the election to line up separately, while the others watched from the surrounding stands.

Chen Rong and the other two were chatting on the side when they suddenly heard someone arguing over something on Gao Yuan's side and immediately walked over.

"Chief Instructor, I'm not trying to cause trouble. I just want to know why the participants in the competition have to be selected from among those who have been promoted, and why we are not given any chance at all!"

The person who spoke was a freshman from the first squadron. Chen Rong had an impression of him. His name was Zheng Hao, and he was a student with a specialty in shooting.

"Because they have more comprehensive strength, what can you, who have never even touched a gun, do? Are you going to embarrass yourself in front of foreigners?"

Gao Yuan said with a dark face.

"It depends on strength, right?" Zheng Hao was waiting for Gao Yuan to say this.

"I'm not bad in physical fitness, and I've won the city's gold medal in shooting. I've also fired the army's guns, so why aren't you letting me go?"

"This competition not only tests individual quality, but also team confrontation. Why are you meddling when you don't even know the tactics?" Gao Yuan was a little angry.

"Tsk, isn't it just that you want to leave the opportunity to make meritorious service to these students who came from the military? Why are you talking so much?" Zheng Hao said with disdain.

"Say it to me again?" Gao Yuan stared at Zheng Hao with an unfriendly look.

Zheng Hao was not afraid, and said with his neck stiff, "Isn't it?"

"I dare say that everyone here, including you instructors, is not as good as me in the subject of shooting!"

"If you let me go, I can at least guarantee victory in the shooting event, but you still use the team confrontation as an excuse!"

"That's right!"

"Since he can definitely win, he should be allowed to go!"

"Those who are promoted don't necessarily guarantee victory, right?"

"that is!"

In the stands, the freshmen shouted in support of Zheng Hao, and many of them were indeed dissatisfied with Gao Yuan's decision.

When Zheng Hao heard these voices supporting him, he looked at Gao Yuan with a proud look on his face.

"If you say you can definitely win, should I believe you?" Gao Yuan said coldly.

"If you don't believe me, we can have a competition!" Zheng Hao was not afraid at all, as this was his purpose.

Gao Yuan was not stupid. He knew that these students who were recruited based on their special talents must be quite capable and their shooting skills might even be better than his own.

After all, this is not actual combat, but a basic fixed target.

"You want to compete with me?" Gao Yuan sneered, "Okay, how about we compete with moving invisible targets?"

Zheng Hao was stunned for a moment. In his mind, wasn't target shooting just a fixed target? At most, it was like shooting a flying disc with a shotgun.

He really didn't know about the moving invisible target.

"Why should I compete with you in this? Let's just shoot at fixed targets according to the standards of exchange competition!" Zheng Hao reacted quickly.

"Let me compete with you."

Chen Rong couldn't stand it anymore and walked over.

"Instructor One!" Zheng Hao stood at attention subconsciously.

Chen Rong frowned: "Didn't you say you can definitely beat all of us?
Just as you said, we will shoot at the 200-meter fixed target. If you win, I will let you go!"

"Instructor One, I didn't come out to cause trouble on purpose, I just felt..."

Zheng Hao felt that the instructor seemed angry and quickly explained.

Chen Rong raised his hand to interrupt him: "What you just said is right. If you can really guarantee a win in the shooting event, why don't you go?"

"Come on, prove it."

In an instant, the surrounding stands became lively.

Some people cheered for Zheng Hao, some cheered for Chen Rong, and the whole shooting range became noisy.

The girls from the third squadron even sang together to support their instructor.

"The sun sets in the west and the clouds are rising!"

"The soldiers returned to the camp after shooting"

When Gao Yuan saw Chen Rong come forward, he didn't say anything and immediately arranged two target positions.

Lu Senbao and Shanying continued to mutter about how to pass the exam next month. They were not worried at all that Chen Rong would lose.

For a sniper who had killed a mountain division commander, hitting a fixed target like this was child's play.

"How do you want to fight?" Chen Rong stood at the shooting position with his hands behind his back, looking at Zheng Hao.

"Ten bullets per person, no time limit, how about that?"

The request made by Zheng Hao can be said to be very clever.

First of all, there is no time limit, so he can concentrate on aiming.

Secondly, there are ten bullets, so the full score is 100 rings, and the upper limit is fixed.

Even if an instructor is really better than oneself, the best he can do is tie with oneself.

In other words, as long as Zheng Hao scores 100 rings, he will be invincible.

Chen Rong smiled. He naturally saw through Zheng Hao's thoughts, but he still nodded: "No problem."

"I'll come first!"

Zheng Hao immediately lay down.

He knew the advantages of playing first. Once a full score was achieved, an instructor would definitely feel some pressure.

Seeing that Chen Rong had no objection, Gao Yuan gave the order to start shooting.

There is a display next to each target position, on which the target paper can be clearly seen.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the monitor behind Zheng Hao.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Zheng Hao's shooting rhythm is very steady, and it's obvious at first glance that he's a veteran.

Gradually, some people in the crowd began to cry out in surprise.

On the monitor, a bullet hole appears in the ten-ring area in the middle of the target paper at regular intervals.

Zheng Hao really hits the jackpot with every shot!
Seven or eight minutes later, Zheng Hao fired his last shot and stood up.

There were ten bullet holes on the bull's eye.

Full score!

(End of this chapter)