Chapter 476 Gun Disassembly Competition

Wen Ni supported her waist with one hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

When she looked up again, Instructor Chen was already standing in front of her, his face full of anger, and he lowered his voice:

"Wen Ni, this is just a training session. Do you have to push yourself so hard? You're already sick, why are you still forcing yourself? Go back and rest!"

“Since I promised the instructor I would stay until the end of military training, I won’t give up halfway. Besides, this isn’t just a regular military training for the freshmen; it’s their only way to connect with the military. We should give them the most positive feedback, not just get by or do a perfunctory job!” Wen Ni’s expression was serious, and her voice, though slightly low, was not weak. “Instructor Chen, in military training or even during missions, as a commander of the formation, can you abandon your team members and give up the mission just because you are injured or sick?”

“But this isn’t really the military, so we can relax the standards a bit, right?” Instructor Chen took another step closer to her.

"I can relax the restrictions, but I can't go back!" Wen Ni looked ahead, her determination unwavering.

"You're so stubborn!" Instructor Chen didn't know what to say to her.

"Don't worry, Instructor Chen, I can handle it."

"Even if you can hold on, I don't want anyone to die in my team!"

Instructor Chen, his face stern, pointed to the shade of a tree to the side and said, "I won't force you to go back, but you can rest over there for a while, right?"

"Can."

"I'm really fed up with you." Instructor Chen couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and mutter to himself. Seeing Wen Ni sitting under the shade of a tree drinking water, he turned around and vented his anger on the freshmen. "Everyone, stand at attention! Military posture practice! Anyone who doesn't pass, do twenty more frog jumps!"

"ah……"

The freshmen immediately started grumbling and feeling dejected again.

Inside the stadium, training is in full swing.

Outside the stadium, among the students watching the military training, Ma Weiwei and Mu Yang stood in the front row and saw the whole thing!

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the candy wrapper incident wasn't just an overreaction!" Mu Yang put his arm around Ma Weiwei's shoulder. "See? Instructor Chen's protection and care for Wen Ni is different from others. It's just twenty frog jumps, and he can't bear to punish her!"

"Could it be that they're really close? Did they... break the rules?" Ma Weiwei's face was serious. "But this is forbidden by both the military and the school! Aren't they afraid of being punished?"

"The military and the school don't know anything about what happened between them." Mu Yang shrugged and spread his hands. "As for us, let's just pretend we don't know!"

"Knowing full well what they're doing but pretending not to, letting them make mistakes? Isn't that covering it up?" Ma Weiwei's face was conflicted. Her education and upbringing wouldn't allow her to make such a basic error. After thinking it over, she frowned, turned away in silence with a serious expression.

"Hey? Weiwei, where are you going? Wait for me..." Mu Yang picked up his bag and chased after her.

Time passed second by second.

The surface temperature rose slightly.

The warm sunshine made Wen Ni feel less uncomfortable and more energetic.

She gulped down half a bottle of water before getting up and walking toward the group.

"Today's training program is different from the past few days!" Instructor Chen stood at the front of the formation, his deep voice filled with excitement and pride. "You've probably heard that our unit brought some unconventional equipment this time! From small firearms and weapons to large machine guns and tanks!"

"There really are tanks!?"

"Can we touch them? If we can't touch the tanks, we can touch the guns too!"

"Just thinking about it is so exciting!"

The new students were so excited they could hardly contain themselves.

Several soldiers had already run in carrying weapon boxes.

"Next, I will demonstrate the disassembly, assembly, and use of firearms." Each instructor, including Instructor Chen, held an old-style rifle and gave the demonstration.

The students watched very attentively.

"It seems everyone is far more interested in weapons than in these tedious daily training sessions!" A deep, resonant voice rang out from the edge of the training area.

Everyone turned around and saw that the person who came was Hu Huai-ren, the chief instructor who was inspecting the military training!

"Good morning, Chief Instructor!"

"Don't worry about me, you guys go about your business." Hu Huai-ren watched for a while, then suddenly had a brilliant idea. "How about we hold a competition? Within a 20-minute time limit, everyone has to teach each other how to assemble a disassembled rifle. Each major will send one student to compete. Whoever finishes in the shortest time and assembles the most complete rifle will get one point. This point can be added to the final military training report and exercise score as bonus points! What do you think?"

"We'll do as the head instructor says."

They certainly had no objections.

But with so many people in each major, there's only one gun!

"In 20 minutes, we might not even be able to get everyone to touch a gun, let alone select the best one! That's simply impossible."

"Yes, this point will probably be very difficult to get!"

The finance freshmen were somewhat discouraged.

"Giving up before we've even started?" Wen Ni's voice was hoarse and nasal. "During the difficult times of war, our ancestors couldn't ensure everyone had a gun, yet they still won so many battles and ultimately built the prosperous and powerful China we have today. If we lack weapons and ammunition, then we'll use our brains. We Chinese have the most ideas!"

"Does Wen Fuxun have a solution?" Instructor Chen was becoming increasingly interested in Wen Ni.

“Time is of the essence, and we only have one gun. Rather than wasting time on a hundred people, we should dedicate these twenty minutes to one person for focused training.” Wen Ni’s fingers rubbed the gun barrel, her fingertips tapping out a dull thud. “Let’s get this point first, then we’ll have plenty of time for you to practice with the gun!”

"So, who should we choose?" The freshmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

“I have someone in mind.” Wen Ni pointed to the girl at the back of the group, who was standing in the [wounded rest area]. “The little girl who fainted yesterday, what’s your name?”

"Wang, Wang Huili!"

The girl was surprised to be the one called on, and she stammered.

"Huh? Choose her? Is that even possible?"

"Her physical fitness is very poor, and she didn't even participate in training today. Is it reliable to let her play?"

The voices of doubt from her classmates almost drowned her out.

Wang Huili bit her lip, looking very insecure. "Wen Fuxun, why don't you find someone else? I don't think I'm good enough."

“Wen Fuxun must have her reasons for choosing you.” Instructor Chen stepped forward with his gun. “Comparatively, she has had more contact with each of you in training and even in life than I have. She knows each of you better than I do. If she thinks you can do it, then you must have some shining qualities that she can see. Believe in yourself, and don’t put too much pressure on yourself. It doesn’t matter if you don’t get one point! Dare to try and challenge yourself!”

“That’s right, the instructor is right!” The other students nodded in agreement.

Wang Huili hesitated for a long time before reaching out and taking the cold gun.

"I will not let down the instructors and Wen Fuxun!"

"good."