In the afternoon, the female soldiers' shooting competition had not yet begun, and the training ground was crowded with people.
The entire Shenfeng Camp gathered on the sidelines. Except when Fu Jingchen was playing, it was rare for them to gather together like this.
"Why are all the soldiers from the Shenfeng Battalion here?" The soldiers from other divisions were confused.
Gossip was secondary. The main thing was the morning's game. Many of them lost to the Shenfeng Camp, and they felt oppressive standing together.
"They are used to doing whatever they want in the 22nd Division. There's nothing strange about this."
"I'm just curious."
As everyone was speculating, someone raised his chin and said, "Didn't you see that their battalion commander was guarding there?"
The people in Shenfeng Camp do not obey anyone except Fu Jingchen. They fight wherever he points. Now Fu Jingchen is standing here watching, it would be strange if they were not here.
Someone else asked, "What is Fu Jingchen doing here?"
"How come you don't know anything?" The person next to him gave him a caring look, "He was watching his wife's game."
A few days ago, they didn't know about the family affairs of the commander of the Shenfeng Battalion, but many people saw the scene when the opponent took the gold medal and went straight to find his wife after the game in the morning.
The man was dumbfounded when he heard this. "He is a sharpshooter, so is his wife also a sharpshooter?"
"I don't know. Let's see." As they spoke, everyone turned their eyes to the field.
The Shenfeng Camp, which had become the center of attention, was talking at once, "Guess who will be the first this time?"
"It's either my sister-in-law or my younger sister. It can't be anyone else!" Fan Qiang vowed, "Didn't you see that our battalion commander's gold medal is still with my sister-in-law?"
With the support of their battalion commander’s gold medal, my sister-in-law will definitely win!
Everyone followed his gaze and saw, sure enough, the gold medal was still hanging around Jiang Yuman's neck.
For a moment, they recalled the scene in the morning when Fu Jingchen went to deliver the gold medal, and each of them looked mocking.
It was only after Fu Jingchen looked back that he calmed down.
Just at this moment, the guard beside Zheng Liujiang came over and pushed Fu Jingchen over.
Watching their battalion commander's back disappear, the Shenfeng Battalion continued to discuss heatedly.
On the rostrum,
Seeing Fu Jingchen saluting, Zheng Liujiang was about to burst out laughing, "Jingchen, sit down quickly, move the target and shoot. I'm waiting for you to take first place."
"Cough cough cough." Wei Liao glared at Zheng Liujiang and told him not to show off so much.
He still had to give the army commander some face. Zheng Liujiang brushed off the non-existent dust on his uniform and his expression instantly returned to normal.
"Jingchen, we all know you're very accurate," he said calmly, looking around the field, "Look at the field, which division do you think can get the first place in female soldiers?"
Dozens of people were still waiting, and Fu Jingchen saw the one in his heart at a glance.
"Commander Zheng," Commander Xu said half-jokingly and half-seriously at this time, "We were just making a bet in front of the army commander. Why are you taking it so seriously and asking someone to come over?"
Thinking that his nephew lost to the man in front of him, coupled with his special identity, Commander Xu instinctively disliked Fu Jingchen.
So, although his words seemed to be saying that Zheng Liujiang was being too serious, he was actually expressing his dissatisfaction.
Wei Liao waved his hand, "It's okay, I also want to hear Jingchen's opinion."
After saying that, he looked at Fu Jingchen with interest.
Commander Xu showed helplessness, "You are still the same as always, old man." Although his expression was normal, his fists were clenched tightly under the table.
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Fu Jingchen retracted his gaze and said bluntly, "Cultural Group."
Hearing this, Zheng Liujiang straightened his back again, and Su Wenzheng also straightened his waist.
Mo Fanghai looked at the other leaders and said nothing.
Instead, Wei Liao picked up the telescope on the table and looked carefully into the field.
When he put down the telescope, he laughed out loud, "The competition hasn't even started yet, but the cultural group has already won the gold medal. It would be hard to say that we are not first!"
Got a gold medal? What gold medal?
The others quickly picked up the telescope and looked over, and they could tell at a glance that the gold medal Jiang Yuman was wearing belonged to Fu Jingchen.
"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder I didn't see your gold medal," Zheng Liujiang looked at Fu Jingchen with a teasing look, "If you win another gold medal, will you give it to me?"
Fu Jingchen's lips curled slightly, "Send."
Wei Liao laughed heartily and concluded, "Xiang Lifeng should really learn from you."
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