Chapter 201 What is Shooting?
"Emergency gathering!"

Tuo Yonggang was still sleeping naked on the bed. Tomorrow was Sunday, and Yuan Lang had said he would give them a day off.

No one had expected that after being exploited for a week, they would have to gather urgently after only three hours of sleep.

At this moment, everyone was holding back their anger.

This breath is called anger.

Yuan Lang's behavior completely offended everyone, and he never told the truth.

They hope that they will get enough sleep tomorrow.

The beauty of sleeping until you wake up naturally.

Now it's broken.

Feng Yuxiu suddenly opened his eyes, put on his clothes instinctively and rushed down.

Tuo Yonggang slowly sat up and remained silent for a long time.

Wu Zhe hurriedly put on his clothes, "What are you thinking about? Hurry and put on your clothes."

This time Tuo Yonggang was stopped.

He ran down, buttoning his shirt as he rushed towards the queue.

Yuan Lang held a stopwatch in his hand and said, "Deduct two points!"

Qi Huan deducted Tuo Yonggang's score from the booklet without hesitation.

Yuan Lang looked at the sluggish, sleepy-eyed team and said, "The weather forecast says it's sunny today. Let's have a snack and do a 50-kilometer forced march. Haha, I'm sure with today's mechanization, you rarely enjoy this kind of exercise and the scenery along the way. Let's relive the good old days today."

Deep despair appeared on everyone's face.

A fifty-kilometer forced march.

After a week of sleeping only four or five hours a day, they finally felt hopeful.

Now, another fifty-kilometer forced march.

Tuo Yonggang finally couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted angrily, "Report!"

Yuan Lang glanced at it and said, "Number 27, speak."

Tuo Yonggang took a deep breath and said, "Instructor, today is a rest day. We need to rest."

Yuan Lang sneered, "Do you have a day off during a war? Are you here to study? If you can't run anymore, you can go back to sleep and only lose 20 points. Can't you run? Go back and rest."

Twenty points.

Most of them had more than 20 points deducted this week.

Another 20 points will be deducted.

Close to the average score.

This training assessment lasts for three months.

It's only the first week and we've lost half of our points.

They are all at a dangerous point.

Among this group of people, Wu Zhe still has 90 points.

Feng Yuxiu was given eighty-three parts.

The achievement score is 86 points.

Tuo Yonggang still has seventy-three points.

Tuo Yonggang gritted his teeth and did not answer.

Everyone was running, and it would be so embarrassing if he couldn't run back.

So at this point, Tuo Yonggang began to look forward to it.

He hoped that if someone stood up and gave up, he would follow without hesitation.

This lousy place, this lousy instructor.

He didn't want to stay in this damn old A Team even for a minute.

There has never been a military unit that can train people to death like this.

Yuan Lang sneered, "Get in!"

The dignity of these lieutenants and captains was completely trampled upon this week.

Dignity? What is that?
The sense of superiority that only showed off in front of the new recruits turned into a pile of shit in front of Yuan Lang.

So everyone was angry.

The anger in their eyes could kill Yuan Lang.

Wu Zhe gritted his teeth. As people with the highest education, they usually have their own unique insights.

This insight came from his knowledge, so Wu Zhe planned to fight for their freedom using humane means.

"Report!" Wu Zhe stepped forward and shouted.

Yuan Lang's eyes were cold, "Number 39, speak."

Wu Zhe took a deep breath and asked, "Why didn't you notify us last night?"

Yuan Lang suddenly smiled and said, "How about hiring a nanny for you and setting an alarm for you?"

Listening to the sarcastic and insulting words, Wu Zhe's whole body was shaking. His dignity was ruthlessly trampled upon by Yuan Lang.

In fact, in Yuan Lang's eyes, they were no longer considered one person.

It's like a group of experimental subjects.

Yuan Lang is experimenting with something.

Until these people quit or all die suddenly.

"Report, we are looking forward to resting today. We have been looking forward to it for six days. Why do you still want to deprive us of our hope? Our thoughts! This is unfair and inhumane!" Wu Zhe took the lead.

Yuan Lang looked at Wu Zhe with a smile, looking at this proud genius.

So, he set his eyes on Feng Yuxiu who had been silent the whole time.

Then he jumped and looked at Chengcai, "41, what do you think?"

Wu Zhe stared at Chengcai's back.

He understood that Yuan Lang had really aroused public anger this time.

So he decided to find a traitor among them.

Chengcai felt uneasy when he was looked at by Yuan Lang, but at the same time, he became more determined.

Wu Zhe's identity is that Tuo Yonggang is a lieutenant in the Air Force.

They all left themselves a way out.

But he is gone.

He is the son of an ordinary farmer from Xiarongshu Village in Henan Province.

This is his last hope.

Does he have to go back and farm in the mountains all his life like his father?
That's not what he wants.

"Report, I obey orders!"

Yuan Lang is very satisfied with Chengcai's decision.

Then he looked at Feng Yuxiu, "Soldier, what's your opinion? Do you also think my behavior is abnormal? Do you think I'm making things difficult for you? To be honest, soldier, I know our friendship and your skills. After all... you are a strong man."

Yuan Lang's words were very gentle, as if he had been completely abandoned and despised by everyone.

His voice became pitiful, trying to seek comfort from his best friend.

Feng Yuxiu saw the mockery in Yuan Lang's pitiful face.

He's playing everybody.

This person's mental quality is even stronger than his.

Feng Yuxiu's heart was filled with anger.

If he fought with his bare hands, with the explosive power he gained from practicing the Yi Jin Jing, he would be able to knock down all the old A's present.

He completely despised the training methods of the lieutenant colonel in front of him.

It's just the consistent exploitation of physical strength, which will make these officers and soldiers achieve extremely high growth in the long run.

But this ceiling is very low.

Can't be a truly strong person.

Yuan Lang is no match for him at all.

He could kill Yuan Lang as easily as killing a stink bug.

"Report, this training method is too childish. I don't think it's of any use."

silence.

Everyone stared at No. 42's back in a daze.

Wu Zhe thought of thousands of scenarios, but he just couldn't think of one where, after being exploited for a week, Feng Yuxiu still had the energy to challenge the devil.

This is a blatant provocation.

Just like when he was a child, when his father beat him, he looked at his father's angry face and said lightly, "Lao Deng, have you not eaten? Why are you so weak?"

What a provocation!
Yuan Lang's smile suddenly disappeared.

Then he stood in front of Wu Zhe again.

Wu Zhe said, "I feel that you deliberately caused our willpower to weaken, causing us to completely lose all our fighting power."

Yuan Lang smiled and said, "Don't try to guess the commander's intentions. You'll only distract the cohesion of a combat unit. Qi Huan, deduct five points from number 39."

He said this with a smile as he deducted the points.

Then he looked at Feng Yuxiu and said, "Soldier, do you think our Old A can only do manual labor? I'm not convinced. I haven't been convinced for a week."

Feng Yuxiu stared at Yuan Lang expressionlessly.

Yuan Lang understood and nodded, "Then... let's give it a try."

"Target, due east, 50-kilometer forced march, set off!"

Only then, for the first time ever, two field ambulances followed behind everyone.

Wu Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. He hasn't achieved his goal in a week. He will definitely eliminate someone today. See? Someone will lie on the ground and then be carried into an ambulance and eliminated. This is what Yuan Lang wants."

"He doesn't care about our willpower or so-called physical fitness at all. All he wants is one thing... elimination!"

Tuo Yonggang listened and became furious. "This week, he's basically eliminating us! He didn't let us become special forces soldiers properly."

Wu Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard, I'd rather die today than lie in that car."

Tuo Yonggang sneered, "Run, run! It would be best if I die today. If I become disabled, I'll lie in the ambulance and face the military court with him."

"Come on, come on, kill me!"

"Hey, friend~ This is not the way to do it. There is no need to lose your vitality for a momentary ambition." That was Number Nine persuading him. His Xinjiang spoken language was so distracting.

"I've never been treated this way before. He doesn't treat me like a human being. Who is he? Let's fight him one on one if you can."

Tuo Yonggang looked down on Yuan Lang. He had seen many instructors like him.

They just relied on their qualifications to get promoted, and they really did the real work, just like the scouts in the grassroots companies.

Even worse than them.

The checkpoint ahead opened the barrier and the team rushed straight out of the camp.

The rising morning light illuminates this furious and exhausted army.

They had already reached an uninhabited area, and most people had used up their energy a few days ago.

Someone staggered and actually fell to the side of the road.

The paramedics in the ambulance behind immediately jumped out and carried the fallen person in.

But as soon as the man lay down in the car, he woke up immediately.

He struggled and jumped out of the car.

"Get out of the way! Damn you old man! I won't get on the stretcher! Not even if I die!"

He gritted his teeth and rushed forward with the crowd, and some people on the side of the road started to rush to the bottom.

But as soon as the ambulance arrived, he stood up and slapped himself in the face.

"I'm going to fight you bastards. You treat me like a nobody! Come on, fuck you!"

After a week of heavy pressure, these soldiers completely vented their inner stress and anger.

Their bodies seemed completely dead, leaving only their souls struggling and swaying. Wu Zhe began to stagger in a trance, his eyes gradually dimming.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a pair of large hands pressed down on his shoulders.

Turning his head, Feng Yuxiu was looking ahead with an expressionless face.

Wu Zhe said weakly, "Aren't you... tired? How come you still have so much energy?"

Feng Yuxiu didn't answer, but just pulled Wu Zhe forward.

Chengcai hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and grabbed Wu Zhe, "Don't give up. We finally made it through a week. Did you see that? They've exhausted all their tricks this week. It's always the same two things. As long as I hold on a little longer, I'm sure I'll make it."

There was another sound of someone falling to the ground.

This time it was Tuo Yonggang. He struggled to get up, but fell heavily to the ground.

Yuan Lang suddenly stopped and turned to look over, then sneered, "Forty-two people, do you have the nerve to abandon your comrades? Is this the tradition your company commander passed down to you? Abandoning your comrades on the battlefield?"

This sentence made the person who was originally staggering angry.

They all turned around and pulled Tuo Yonggang forward.

Tuo Yonggang's eyes were filled with white, "Fuck you! Don't let me recover. If I do, I'll kill him! You don't treat us as human beings!"

Another person fell to the ground and the military doctor behind him came forward carrying a stretcher.

But they pushed him away, helped him to stand up and continue moving forward.

They knew that once they got on that horizontal bar, they would really have no chance.

This week they went from being strangers to comrades who could live together.

So, comradeship is really a subtle thing.

It took just one week for them to bond together.

The traditional slogan of the 7th Steel Company seemed to have spread throughout the entire army.

Never abandon, never give up.

This is the most basic tradition.

But some people never woke up again and were carried into ambulances for treatment.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they immediately sat up and rushed down.

"Get away from me, I'm going to die on the ground! Die on the ground!"

Everyone has anger deep down in their hearts. Today is either death or passing away.

Even if I die, I will drag this devil to the military court.

If we die, I don't believe you can be safe and sound.

This kind of training treats us like non-human beings.

The military doctors in the ambulance looked at each other in confusion, then continued to follow in their empty car.

A fifty-kilometer forced march.

Everyone followed Yuan Lang to the top of the mountain.

Yuan Lang was sweating all over and turned to look at the crooked troops.

All of them had pale faces, and some even had unfocused eyes.

But even so, no one of them fell behind.

A full forty-two people followed.

At this moment, the mockery in Yuan Lang's eyes disappeared.

His gaze turned serious.

"Drive the car up and let them take it back!"

There were no extra words, nor any admonitions.

In the car on the way back, Chengcai was giving Tuo Yonggang small sips of mineral water.

Tuo Yonggang has completely collapsed.

Wu Zhe lay in the car and looked at the desolate outside. "Thank you 42."

Feng Yuxiu stared at the scenery outside with an expressionless face.

"I now realize that you don't need to go through all this torture with us. Your physical fitness is no worse than anyone else's."

Wu Zhe suddenly laughed out loud, "Life is a long-distance race..."

"Can you shut up? Don't drag others down next time." Feng Yuxiu interrupted Wu Zhe's chattering without mercy.

Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and stopped talking.

This soldier may seem cold, but he is stronger than anyone else in his heart.

Cold people can see it very clearly, but introverts are more thoughtful than anyone else.

They are unwilling to talk simply because they are disdainful.

It is actually those who are not good at speaking who live clearly.

Tuo Yonggang looked at Chengcai and smiled: "I thought you were a selfish person, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to help others."

Chengcai froze up and cracked his lips, "We're all comrades, right? It's only natural."

Tuo Yonggang laughed heartily and patted Pa Chengcai on the shoulder, "Good boy."

The car stopped and the whistle in front sounded sharply again.

So much so that everyone was confused.

Even Feng Yuxiu frowned.

It is enough now, enough for everyone.

Their energy, their willpower is all gone.

The week-long pressure from Yuan Lang, coupled with this 50-kilometer forced march, completely crushed the last bit of sanity in everyone.

Ahead is a road that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Yuan Lang looked at the team gathered in front of him and suddenly smiled.

He turned around and looked at the group, smiling, "I'm very satisfied with your performance today, so I decided to give everyone two extra points!"

Everyone was supporting each other, their eyes unfocused.

They looked at the lieutenant colonel in front of them with despair.

It’s enough, completely enough. They have given up their dignity and just want to lie in bed and sleep quietly.

Yuan Lang stretched lazily. "To make me more satisfied, I suggest... Of course, this is my personal suggestion. There are only five kilometers left. Everyone get off the bus and sprint back to the barracks, facing the rising sun with full enthusiasm!"

"I guess your mom!" someone cursed angrily.

"Report!" Tuo Yonggang's face was distorted with anger.

"Is this your excuse?" Tuo Yonggang asked, "Is this your reason for using your power to trample on our dignity and treat us as less than human beings?"

Yuan Lang didn't get angry. He smiled and said, "Lieutenant, there's no such thing as sitting back and enjoying the fruits of your labor in this world. Do you think everything is right in front of you? This five-kilometer run will count towards your total score. Ready... go!"

He knew it from the look on his face when he looked at the group of people.

He was completely disgusted to the core.

"Run, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Yuan Lang roared.

Everyone started running forward.

At night, everyone was busy in the house working on the homework that had to be submitted tomorrow.

This is a graded assignment. The hardest part is the legs, sitting with them spread apart.

Tuo Yonggang suddenly put down his pen and paper. "He said this is the legendary Old A? For a whole week, there were no airborne operations, no sniping, no ambushes, no amphibious landings, no night battles, and he didn't even touch a gun!

All we do every day is run, run, run, run! Every day, we professional soldiers are forced to do the things that new recruits do! Besides increasing the intensity three or four times, what's the difference between us and a Type B unit?
Hey, 41! 42! 39! Are you guys being scolded like crazy?

But no one paid attention to Tuo Yonggang's complaints.

Tuo Yonggang shouted in despair, "I'm in such a bad state already. I've already lost 40 points! Let me ask you, how are your marksmen?"

Wu Zhe raised his head and asked, "Why are you asking this? Does it matter?"

Tuo Yonggang sneered, "Today the devil said that we will have live-fire shooting tomorrow. Our chance has come."

Chengcai suddenly raised his head and said, "I advise you to give up this idea. I've seen Lao A's shooting skills. I'm considered a sharpshooter, but compared to them, I'm nothing."

Tuo Yonggang sneered, "That's because you're useless. As an air force officer, do you know what I'm good at? Shooting. I'm the best shooter in our regiment. Moving targets, directional targets... all easy to catch."

"39, what about you? You're a major after all. You can't be a nerdy major, right?"

Wu Zhe thought for a moment, "My best skill is the pistol. I can hold it with both hands. My right hand can hit a cigarette box from forty meters away."

Tuo Yonggang became more and more proud, "I can get a score close to full marks with eleven types of firearms."

Chengcai was about to speak, but instantly shut his mouth.

He had never seen eleven types of firearms in 702, the most common one was the Type sniper rifle.

This is considered high-end product.

Wu Zhe thought for a moment and said, "I guess it's running again. They'll make us run 10 to 20 kilometers and then shoot. This will reduce our overall score by half, and then severely deduct points."

Tuo Yonggang raised his head proudly. "What we in the airborne troops practice is firing at moving targets from the air. I'm going to shock him to death tomorrow! Let me teach him what a modern sharpshooter is."

Wu Zhe took a look, then looked at Feng Yuxiu, "42, how's your shooting?"

Feng Yuxiu said expressionlessly, "Count down."

"Then you're done tomorrow, but you still have a lot of points, so don't panic." Wu Zhe comforted.

Chengcai slowly lowered his head with a smile on his face.

No one can be perfect, and Feng Yuxiu's marksmanship has always been his shortcoming.

Even worse than Bai Tiejun.

His actual combat shooting skills are really poor.

Tomorrow is the day for him to succeed and overtake others.

Apart from Tuo Yonggang, he doesn't care about anyone else.

"Go to sleep after you finish writing. I guess they will wake us up in the early morning. The devil's ideas are very perverted. 27, don't sleep naked tonight." Wu Zhe looked at Tuo Yonggang kindly.

Tuo Yonggang was dragging his pants when he froze in shock. "Sleep is king. There's no point in living without sleep."

Seeing this, Wu Zhe sighed and didn't say much.

Feng Yuxiu lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

So far, Old A's training rhythm has been in line with him, but the intensity has been poor.

This level of strength can only slowly break through the limits of the human body, but cannot significantly increase it.

Their bodies have long been overdrawn and are just empty shells.

Over time, he became a useless person.

Real exercise requires good sleep, rest, and eating well.'

Then use the most brutal methods to push the limits of the human body and continuously break through.

He always believed that only the brink of death and disability can better stimulate the potential of the human body.

Everyone slept in fear that night.

Because this was the first time Yuan Lang mentioned tomorrow's training tasks in advance.

shooting!

Climbing allows them to climb stairs.

So what will the shooting be?

The oppressive feeling brought by this devil instructor who goes beyond everyone's thinking is so strong.

So, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Yuan Lang and Qi Huan stood downstairs of the dormitory building.

Qi Huan glanced at the dark sky and asked, "Now?"

Yuan Lang smiled and said, "Right now!"

The next second, Qi Huan's loud whistle sounded sharply.

Then came a roar.

"Emergency gathering!"

(End of this chapter)

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