You've already received a first-class merit award, why are you pretending to be a new recruit a

On the first day of class, Wang Dashan did not allow the first class to touch the training guns.

At the entrance to the study room, he lined up the entire class.

Check the cap badge, collar, cufflinks, belt, and shoelaces one by one.

Chen Jingxing had just pulled his belt up half an inch when his backpack strap was slapped.

"I told you to memorize the regulations last night, where were you? Your belt's crooked, are you going to have the military police call your name before you go to the shooting range?"

Chen Jingxing immediately held on.

"Reporting to the squad leader, I prematurely exposed the problem."

"If you expose another one, you'll be practicing shooting with a stool this afternoon."

"Yes."

Liu Hai stood at the back of the line, not daring to put full weight on his right foot, clutching a small notebook in his hand, flipping through it back and forth.

Xiao Longteng stood next to him and tapped his sleeve with his hand.

"The second one."

Liu Hai lowered his head and quickly buttoned up his clothes.

"Brother Xiao, I memorized it last night, but I kept mixing it up when I got nervous."

"Remember these three points."

"Don't point the gun at people, don't touch the trigger without orders, and inspect the gun before accepting it."

Liu Hai repeated it once.

When he read the phrase "check the gun before accepting it," he drew a circle on his notebook.

Wang Dashan heard this but didn't stop them.

Last night, Xiao Longteng went over the safety regulations with the whole class, and that was the method he used.

If anyone can't remember it, break it down into shorter sentences.

If anyone is unsure, ask them to repeat it in their own words.

The method is old-fashioned, but it works.

After Class One entered the study room, they had only been sitting down for two minutes when footsteps sounded at the door.

Lei Zhan entered first.

Zhou Zhengguo followed behind.

Finally, there was a sergeant major, accompanied by two other sergeants.

The moment the armband was revealed, everyone in the study room straightened their backs.

Chen Jingxing lowered his voice.

"Oh no, the military police are really here."

Wang Dashan turned to the side in the front row.

"Chen Jingxing".

"arrive."

"Could you insure your mouth at the shooting range?"

"Report: I kept my mouth shut the entire day."

The sergeant placed the splint next to the podium and got straight to the point.

"During the live-fire training week, the military police squad will be present throughout the entire training session."

"Check military appearance and discipline, classroom discipline, shooting range order, and firearms safety."

"Once the gun is in hand, anyone who dares to point it randomly, anyone who dares to make a move before the order is given, or anyone who moves without hearing the command will be suspended from training immediately."

He paused for a moment.

"The class monitor must also write a self-criticism."

The recruits who were excited just moments ago have all become quiet.

Li Qiang sat in the front row of the third shift, his back very straight.

He was still feeling frustrated because he didn't get first place in the five-kilometer race.

He listened to the safety education.

But he was more concerned about the target paper.

No matter how well you answer on paper, it only counts after the gun goes off.

Lei Zhan stood in front of the podium.

"Today's first lesson: Firearms safety."

"Don't treat this lesson as a mere formality."

"If safety is not achieved, all subsequent scores will be reset to zero."

He raised his hand and pointed at the training gun on the table.

"An ordnance instructor demonstrates the procedure for inspecting an unloaded weapon."

"Everyone, look carefully. No sticking your head out or whispering."

The ordnance instructor walked to the table.

On the mat, the training gun and magazine were placed separately.

He raised his hand first.

"The entire tutorial is conducted without firing a gun."

"First, the direction of the gun muzzle."

"Second, the position of the fingers."

"Third, inspect the gun upon receipt."

After saying that, he held the gun with his left hand and pulled the bolt with his right.

Click.

The metallic sound echoed in the study room.

Xiao Longteng's shoulders and back pressed down half a beat first.

He didn't stand up, nor did he turn his head.

Retract your right hand from the edge of the table, straighten your index finger, and press the ball of your right foot onto the ground.

In half a second, he had already looked over the door, windows, the side of the podium, and the distance between the seats.

Then, your breathing returned to normal.

Restore sitting posture.

A few years ago, a similar sound was heard behind the courtyard wall.

This is not the firing range password.

This is not teaching.

The sound brushed past my ear, and the next second, the entire alley fell silent.

Xiao Longteng pushed that memory back.

This is the recruit training room.

The instructor is in front.

My comrades are by my side.

On the platform, the instructor continued lecturing.

"Don't get excited when you hear the sound of gunfire, and definitely don't move around."

"Firearms operation relies on commands, not on intuition."

From the side and behind, Wang Dashan didn't look at the podium.

He was staring at Xiao Longteng's shoulders, hands, and feet.

At most, a new recruit would flinch at the sound of a gun bolt.

Veterans can sit still.

Xiao Longteng first looked for the exit, then for the dangerous direction.

Wang Dashan pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

The phrase "corporal in the logistics support brigade" on the file couldn't stop this action.

He moved forward half a step, getting stuck to Xiao Longteng's diagonal rear side.

Chen Jingxing didn't notice any of this.

He felt that Xiao Longteng was sitting too steadily, not at all like someone taking a firearms lesson for the first time.

I did see the bangs.

He leaned closer and whispered.

"Brother Xiao, why were your hands so straight just now?"

Xiao Longteng didn't move.

"Sitting posture".

Liu Hai said "Oh," and quickly put his hand on the seam of his pants.

When Chen Jingxing caught a glimpse of it, he almost burst out laughing.

"Comrade Liu Hai, you learn quite quickly."

Liu Hai is very serious.

"I'm afraid I'll forget, so I'll do it exactly as instructed."

Wang Dashan growled in front.

"Back row, shut up."

The class continued.

The ordnance instructors broke down each safety point and then asked questions after explaining it.

"What's the first thing you do after receiving the gun?"

Sun Ming was the first to raise his hand.

"Report, muzzle direction confirmed safe, finger off trigger, proceed with weapon verification according to command."

The instructor nodded.

"sit down."

When Sun Ming sat down, he had already drawn three lines on the notebook.

He writes quickly and remembers quickly.

The new recruits from the second platoon next to him peeked at his notebook and noticed that he had even marked the places where the instructors paused.

Chen Fei didn't praise him, he just lowered his voice.

"Don't just write, you need to be able to do it later."

Sun Ming nodded immediately.

"Squad leader, let's master the theory first, and then try to salvage the situation through practice."

"I'll remember what you said."

Sun Ming paused.

"Excuse me, could that last sentence be considered class participation?"

"Let's gather the materials for tonight's debriefing."

Sun Ming shut up.

In Class 3, the instructor drew Li Qiang's name.

"What should I do if I hear gunfire from a neighboring firing position at the shooting range, but haven't received my command yet?"

Li Qiang stood up.

"Report, maintain posture, do not act without authorization, await the command from this firing position."

"If you're ready?"

"Wait for the command."

"What if everyone else has finished their matches, and you want to catch up?"

Li Qiang paused for a moment.

Zhao Hai's voice came from behind him.

"answer."

Li Qiang made his point.

"Report: Grades must be prioritized over safety."

The instructor glanced at him.

"sit."

After Li Qiang sat down, he tapped his knees twice with his fingers.

He is not afraid to memorize the regulations.

But he wanted to hit the target quickly.

Xiao Longteng did not raise his hand at any point.

The teacher randomly asked questions of other classes, and he listened.

He was assigned to Class 1, and he just waited for others to answer.

Liu Hai was sweating profusely as he wrote in his notebook.

When writing the section on "Check the gun before receiving it", he wrote the order as "First, take safety precautions, then check the gun".

Xiao Longteng tapped the edge of his notebook.

"a priori."

Quickly shave off your bangs.

"We almost died."

"Don't scribble it up."

"oh."

Liu Hai rewrote it, and the characters were neater than before.

Chen Jingxing leaned over to peek.

"Brother Xiao, is my order correct?"

Xiao Longteng glanced at it.

"The third rule is missing a password."

Chen Jingxing immediately added the missing parts.

"I was wondering why it didn't sound quite like a military text."

Wang Dashan turned around.

"If you smell any worse, I'll make you stand up and smell the blackboard."

The back row of Class 1 fell silent.

After the instructor finished his lecture, the sergeant immediately handed out the quizzes.

"Fifteen minutes."

"Closed-book."

"Don't even think about peeking. If you get away with it during safety class, you'll run into trouble at the firing range."

The exam paper was passed to Xiao Longteng.

Ten multiple-choice questions, five true/false questions, and two situational questions.

It's all textbook content.

Xiao Longteng wrote unhappily.

Each question is answered according to the classroom instructions, without adding any extra experience.

There was a situational question that made him pause for a moment.

He had a faster solution in mind.

However, the recruit quiz only accepts the standard procedure.

He suppressed the unnecessary details and wrote down the answers in the procedure.

I got stuck halfway through writing the bangs.

The question is: What should you do if you discover that your comrade's gun is pointing out of the safe zone?

He was just about to write "snatch it right away" when he remembered the short sentence that Xiao Longteng had given him last night.

If you discover a problem, report it first.

Act according to the command.

Do not fight or snatch without permission.

Liu Hai crossed out the character "抢" (qiǎng, meaning to snatch) and started writing it again.

Chen Jingxing was busier doing problems than running five kilometers; he would glance at the time after writing a few lines.

Wang Dashan stood in front with his arms crossed.

"Chen Jingxing, there's no finish line on the test paper, why are you glancing at your watch?"

"Report, I'm worried about exceeding the time limit."

"You have eight minutes left."

"Then I'm confident."

"Steady my foot! You erased the fourth question three times."

Chen Jingxing's hand trembled.

"Squad leader, you're incredibly observant."

"If I don't look closely, will you cause me trouble at the shooting range?"

Arriving in fifteen minutes.

Collect the papers.

The ordnance instructor and the sergeant approved it on the spot.

No one dared to move around in the study room.

Sun Ming sat the straightest.

His strength lies in answering these kinds of security questions with clear logic and well-defined key points.

Li Qiang stared at the podium, his fingers still tapping on his knee.

Chen Jingxing prayed softly.

"Don't fail, don't fail, even an eighty will do."

Liu Hai looked at him.

"Can someone hit the target at 80?"

Chen Jingxing paused for a moment.

"Stop talking, I'm starting to panic."

Xiao Longteng did not interrupt.

Wang Dashan walked over from the front and stopped next to Class 1.

"Listen up, everyone. It's not shameful to do poorly on a test, it's shameful to fail safety."

Chen Jingxing cautiously raised his hand.

"Squad leader, how bad is considered bad?"

"The way you ask questions implies you're bad."

"Report, I withdraw."

On the platform, the sergeant put down the first stack of papers.

"Class Two, Sun Ming, full marks."

Someone in Class Two was quietly inhaling.

Sun Ming immediately sat up straight.

Chen Fei glanced at him.

"Don't get carried away, you still need to run and recover at night."

Sun Ming's initial burst of energy was suppressed.

"Report: Even with a perfect score in theory, I can't avoid running away. I accept reality."

The sergeant continued flipping through the pages.

"Class 3, Li Qiang, 96."

Li Qiang tightened his chin.

Four points were wrong.

Zhao Hai took the test paper and glanced at it.

"The scenario-based question omitted the reporting step."

Li Qiang was a little embarrassed.

"Report, understood."

"Memorizing it won't help; you'll have to practice it later."

"Yes."

The sergeant turned over to the first squad.

"The overall performance of Class 1 is above average, with the lowest score being 84."

Chen Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Dashan clicked him directly.

"Don't laugh, you're eighty-four."

Chen Jingxing froze.

"Report to the squad leader, I've covered the bottom line for the whole squad."

"You've padded it quite firmly; add two more rounds of instructions tonight."

Liu Hai quickly looked down at his test paper.

Eighty-eight.

He gripped the notebook and first looked at Xiao Longteng.

"Brother Xiao, I passed."

"Um."

"I didn't write down that I was armed."

"Good."

That's a good line; it makes Liu Hai feel even more reassured than being eighty-eight.

The sergeant paused for a moment and picked up the last paper.

"Class 1, Xiao Longteng, full marks."

Chen Jingxing couldn't hold it in any longer.

"really!"

Wang Dashan's voice immediately came crashing down.

"Seriously? You're eighty-four."

Several people in the class almost burst out laughing, but they all held it back.

Sun Ming couldn't help but turn halfway back.

He had just thought he was in a league of his own.

As a result, Xiao Longteng did not answer any questions from beginning to end, and his paper was also full marks.