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

Lei Zhan didn't give the second class much time to catch their breath.

As soon as the scoreboard was removed, the instructors re-marked the training area.

"Next lesson: Empty gun, gun-holding."

"The entire process was conducted with unloaded guns; the training guns were without magazines, and everyone was inspected before handling them."

"Remember, even an empty gun should be treated as if it's loaded."

The sergeant stood to the side, the bulletin board already turned to a new page.

Chen Jingxing was just about to ask if he could rest, but when he heard the words "hold the gun," his mouth started moving again.

"Brother Xiao, this time it finally looks like serious target practice."

Xiao Longteng straightened the training gun sling.

"Hold the gun steady first."

Chen Jingxing looked down at his arm.

"My arm looks like it has potential."

Wang Dashan turned around from the front.

"Put your arm's potential aside for now, but don't let your brain fall to the ground."

Chen Jingxing immediately fell silent.

The training area is divided into three parts.

Class 1 is on the left, Class 2 is in the middle, and Class 3 is on the right.

Each group had a target area marker in front of them, and the waiting area was behind the red line. The instructor emphasized this repeatedly.

"The muzzle should always be pointed at the target area."

"Don't turn around without the command."

"Change positions, report first, then follow the commands."

"At any time, your finger is off the trigger."

For the first ten minutes, everyone could hold on.

After fifteen minutes, the recruit's arms began to tremble.

Some people couldn't hold the gun steady, and the muzzle moved up and down.

Some people's shoulders are too stiff, causing their whole body to become rigid.

Some people even secretly tucked their elbows into their bodies to save effort, but the squad leader spotted them immediately.

Wang Dashan paced back and forth, his voice never stopping.

"Chen Jingxing, which way is your gun pointing?"

"Li Lei, don't stick your shoulder out like that. Holding a gun isn't about struggling against it!"

"Liu Hai, don't grit your teeth. Will gritting your teeth make the gun lighter?"

His forehead was covered in sweat, and he dared not put full weight on his right foot, relying on his upper body for support.

"Report, I didn't bite."

Wang Dashan walked over and lowered his voice.

"Report if your arm is shaking, don't try to argue."

Liu Hai immediately spoke up.

"Report, my arm is shaking."

Wang Dashan was momentarily speechless.

"I asked you to report, not to report it so confidently."

Chen Jingxing held it in for a long time, but he still couldn't hold it in.

"Comrade Liu Hai has a strong sense of safety."

Wang Dashan turned around.

"Chen Jingxing".

"arrive."

"If you speak for someone else again, I'll let you speak alone for half an hour."

"Report, I will remain silent."

Xiao Longteng stood to the side and behind the team, holding the training rifle very steadily.

He didn't push hard, nor did he make any deliberate effort to show off.

The movements were strictly in accordance with the textbook requirements; the muzzle of the gun, the toes, and the shoulder line were all perfectly executed.

The instructor paused for half a second as he passed by.

"Aren't your arms sore?"

Before standing at attention, Xiao Longteng first gave the command to holster his gun.

"Report: Under control."

The instructor glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.

"Keep."

"Yes."

Hearing those two words made Chen Jingxing feel even worse.

"Brother Xiao, isn't your 'controllable range' a bit too wide?"

Xiao Longteng did not answer.

Chen Jingxing added a sentence himself.

"Things are getting out of control here."

Wang Dashan was far away, but he still heard it.

"Report if it's out of control, and don't move!"

"Report: The situation is still under control for now."

"Then shut up and control yourself."

Class One continued practicing.

In the second round of changing positions, the instructor had each person complete four actions according to the commands: "Hold the gun, put the gun away, check again, and return to the team".

The previous ones were all progressing slowly.

Chen Jingxing was flustered when he put away his gun, which Wang Dashan noted down.

Li Lei was slow, but he didn't make any mistakes.

Liu Hai was even slower, so slow that Chen Jingxing was getting anxious for him. Fortunately, the procedure was complete, and the gun muzzle never left the target area.

When it was Chen Jingxing's turn, he was clearly holding back his energy.

He was called out by name several times in the morning and wanted to save face.

"Chen Jingxing".

"arrive!"

"Step forward."

Chen Jingxing stepped to the red line, checked the weapon again, and then took up his gun according to the command.

The first half is fine.

The butt of the rifle rests against the shoulder, the muzzle is pointed towards the target area, and the fingers are positioned properly.

The instructor was correcting Chen Jingxing's gun-holding technique on the other side.

Wang Dashan was called over by Liu Hai to check the pressure points on his ankle.

The sergeant was writing something on his bulletin board.

It only takes two or three seconds.

As Chen Jingxing held his training rifle, he heard someone from the second squad whispering that Sun Ming's movements were beautiful, and his inner strength surged again.

After putting away his gun, he prepared to return to his unit, but took an extra half step.

He wanted to swing the gun at a clean angle, keeping it close to his shoulder.

The gun body followed the shoulder, and the muzzle began to deflect to the left from the edge of the target area.

The increase is not significant.

The direction has gone astray.

Xiao Longteng was right behind him.

He neither reached out nor touched the gun.

He stepped forward, his toes precisely positioned outside Chen Jingxing's turning path.

The sound was short and abrupt.

"stop."

Chen Jingxing froze abruptly.

Xiao Longteng followed with the second sentence.

"Return the muzzle to the target area."

Chen Jingxing then realized what was happening, his arm trembled, and he quickly pressed the muzzle of the gun back to a safe position.

The third sentence is even shorter.

"finger."

Chen Jingxing looked down, his fingers still outside the protective ring, the position too tight, they could slip inside at any moment.

He immediately straightened up.

The training area fell silent immediately.

No one laughed this time.

That last move wasn't ugly.

The problem was almost caused by the direction of the gun muzzle.

Wang Dashan had already rushed over.

"Chen Jingxing!"

Chen Jingxing's face changed.

"arrive."

"Where was the gun barrel heading just now?"

"Report, it's off-target."

"Where exactly?"

Chen Jingxing's throat tightened.

"Off-target zone edge".

Wang Dashan stood in front of him.

"You think this is a small matter?"

"Report, no."

"Who told you to turn around?"

"Report, no password."

"What are you doing without a command? Trying to look cool?"

Chen Jingxing stood very straight, and lowered his voice.

"Report, I was wrong."

The sergeant walked over, holding the bulletin board to his chest.

Training is suspended.

The instructor also stopped what he was doing.

Lei Zhan walked over from the middle training area, glanced at Chen Jingxing, and then looked at where Xiao Longteng was standing.

"The entire company, remain where you are."

No one is moving around.

Lei Zhan spoke.

"What just happened?"

Chen Jingxing immediately reported.

"Report: When I was putting away my weapon and returning to the unit, I turned around without permission, and the muzzle of the gun tended to deviate from the target area. I stopped after being reminded by the person next to me."

Lei Zhan didn't let him off the hook.

"trend?"

Chen Jingxing gritted his teeth.

"Report, the muzzle has drifted to the edge."

Wang Dashan's face darkened even more.

"You're quite good at choosing your words."

Lei Zhan turned to the sergeant.

"Record according to safety issues."

The sergeant began writing.

"Chen Jingxing from Class 1 turned around without being given the command. He has been given a serious warning by the gun control department and is now out of the line for retraining."

Chen Jingxing did not argue.

"Yes."

Lei Zhan asked again.

Who discovered it first?

No one in the class said a word.

Several new recruits instinctively looked towards Xiao Longteng, then quickly straightened their heads.

Xiao Longteng stepped forward.

"Report, Xiao Longteng from Class One, please give a reminder from the side."

The sergeant looked at him.

"Did you touch the gun?"

"Report: No."

"Did you touch anyone?"

"no."

"Have you given any training commands?"

"No report. Just a safety reminder."

The sergeant continued the pursuit.

"What right do you, a mere recruit, have to speak up?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the new recruits in the platoon all tensed up.

Before Chen Jingxing could speak, Wang Dashan glared at him first.

"Shut up."

Xiao Longteng's answer was very flat.

"Report: We have detected that the muzzle is about to deviate from a safe direction. Please provide a warning from the side."

"Why don't you grab the gun?"

"The gun is in his hand; forcibly making contact could cause a greater deviation."

"Why are you blocking the way?"

"Block his turning route and make him stop."

The sergeant stared at his position for two seconds, then looked at the red line on the ground.

Xiao Longteng's step was perfectly positioned on the outside of Chen Jingxing's turn.

The operating line was not crossed.

No gun was touched.

There was no attempt to seize command from the instructor.

The sergeant turned the record board over to Lei Zhan.

"The handling was not in violation of regulations."

Lei Zhan did not respond immediately.

He walked to the spot where Chen Jingxing had just been and followed the route Chen Jingxing had taken when he turned around.

Half a step.

The muzzle will leave the target area.

If you take another half step, the people in the waiting area next to you will be affected.

Lei Zhan stopped.

"Chen Jingxing".

"arrive."

"If you had turned even half a step more, you wouldn't be going to the shooting range today."

Chen Jingxing's face turned even paler.

"Report, understood."

"Understanding is useless; practice until you don't make the same mistakes."

"Yes."

Lei Zhan turned to face the entire company.

"Look carefully."

"There will be no second time regarding the direction of the gun muzzle."

"Today is a dry-fire training session, so you can still stand here and listen to me speak."

"Once we get to the live-fire range, anyone who makes this mistake will be immediately suspended from training."

"The squad leader will be subject to inspection, and the individual will be publicly criticized throughout the company."

No one dared to make a move.

Sun Ming stood in the second class's line, but he had lost his earlier enthusiasm.

Li Qiang gripped the training rifle, his fingers straighter than before.

Liu Hai looked at Chen Jingxing, his throat bobbed, and he uttered a low voice.

"It almost turned into a major disaster."

Wang Dashan heard this but didn't scold him.

The battle continues.

"There's one more thing."

The whole company became even quieter.

"Xiao Longteng's handling of the matter just now was compliant with regulations."

"But I don't want you to focus on who reacts the fastest."

"Don't try to save the day."

"Don't create any danger."

Hearing this, Chen Jingxing lowered his head slightly.

Before Xiao Longteng returned to the team, Lei Zhan called him back again.

"Xiao Longteng".

"arrive."

"Report any security risks you discover immediately and also warn others."

"Yes."

"Return to the team."

Xiao Longteng returned to the queue.

Chen Jingxing withdrew from the operating position and, as required by the military police, stood in the unloaded gun retraining area next to him.

Wang Dashan walked over and put his training gun back on the table.

"Twenty times."

"Receive the gun, inspect the gun, hold the gun, put the gun away, return to the unit."

"Report the direction of the gun muzzle every time."

Chen Jingxing, stand at attention.

"Yes."

Wang Dashan lowered his voice.

"Chen Jingxing, this isn't a punishment for you to have fun."

Chen Jingxing raised his head.

"Squad leader, I know."

"You don't know," Wang Dashan pointed to the target area, "you almost ruined the whole class's safety lesson just now."

Chen Jingxing stopped being poor.

"I'll practice."

Wang Dashan stepped back half a step.

"practice."

Chen Jingxing returned to the empty gun zone.

This time, he neither laughed nor blinked.

He first confirmed the direction of the gun muzzle before reaching out to catch it.

"Report, aim the gun at the target area."

"Take your finger off the trigger."

"Inspect the gun."

His voice was still a little strained, but he enunciated each word clearly.

Xiao Longteng stood half a step behind him.

No notification was given.

Just stare at his feet.