Chapter 131: Full firepower, you still want to rest?
The people from the nearby anti-aircraft artillery brigade were also confused by Cheng Dong's temper, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
For a moment, everyone stood there in shock and no one said a word.
I've seen people turn their backs on each other ruthlessly, but I've never seen anyone turn their backs on each other so easily.
How could they know that Wang Jianyong was thrown out of the car, head down, with his face buried in the dirt.
Our Captain Cheng is already filled with anger.
If you want a duel, then let's have a duel. This is really bullying.
How could you just throw someone to the ground and run away?
Now that they had just arrived at the scene of the competition, the two of their own people were surrounded by a group of people, who were shouting and shouting, and told them not to leave.
That's it.
If Cheng Dong could tolerate this, he wouldn't be himself anymore.
The officer in charge of maintaining competition discipline nearby was named Zhu Guangan, and Old Zhu was quite helpless.
Originally, he called Cheng Dong over because during the competition, there was an old soldier in the company at the South Gate who was unreasonable and beat people too harshly. After capturing them, he was unwilling to release them.
I thought of asking the company commander to come over and talk peace.
Who would have thought that this company commander had an even hotter temper than those at the South Gate.
Zhu Guangan saw that something was wrong.
He hurriedly walked up to Cheng Dong and said with a smile: "Well, Captain Cheng, let's not have any misunderstandings."
"They are just anxious. Comrades, you are talking nonsense. The competition didn't end within the stipulated two hours just now, but it's over now."
As Old Zhu spoke, he pointed at his watch and said loudly, "Comrades, I declare that the two-hour prisoner-capturing exercise for this team has concluded."
"It's okay, it's okay, don't be impulsive."
Liu Dong and Hu Hai, who were standing at the South Gate, both looked up at Cheng Dong at the same time.
In theory, they can return the captured enemies after the competition is over. This is according to the competition rules.
But now the two sides are on the verge of a fight.
Should we let him go or not?
Cheng Dong listened to Zhu Guangan talking beside him, his eyes still turned upside down, his face full of murderous intent, and he didn't respond a word.
Just standing there with his hands on his hips.
A group of veterans in the rear, wearing their clothes backwards, were ready to fight.
Cheng Dong didn't mean to cause trouble.
It is normal for fights to occur during reconnaissance company competitions, and it is also normal for someone to use heavy hands occasionally.
In the past, when the Seventh Division held internal competitions, the two companies would often throw stools at each other in the stands because of their brutal attacks.
It was common for the instructor of one company to be punched by the quartermaster of another company and be hospitalized in the division hospital for two days.
Cheng Dong is showing off the company's toughness.
After all, they came all the way from Hedong to Xiaocheng, not to let others bully them so easily.
More importantly, the officers on duty in the anti-aircraft artillery brigade are not qualified, and Cheng Dong has not found a reason to go downhill.
The atmosphere on the scene became increasingly depressing, with people on both sides staring at each other, and a war was about to break out.
What will happen if this is done?
If several companies were to engage in a melee, no one would be able to suppress the fighting, and it might even alert the military district.
Chen Mo, who was standing in the distance, pondered for a moment. He also guessed the company commander's situation at the moment.
I wasn't a confidential secretary in vain. I had to have a good eye.
Given the current situation, it is impossible to really fight.
After all, this is not the 7th Armored Brigade. If a fight really breaks out, who will bear the consequences?
After figuring out what was going on.
Chen Mo immediately carried the two captives he had tied up, one on his back and the other dragged, and ran to Cheng Dong swiftly.
Then he straightened up. Since he was wearing his clothes backwards, there was no need to salute. He just straightened his body and said loudly: "Report to the company commander, I also caught two people at the north gate."
Looking at the two people being dragged in front of him.
Cheng Dong was stunned. He was full of anger just now, but when he saw the old soldier tied up on the ground, he suddenly showed a look of surprise.
This is not an act, I really feel surprised.
What the hell, who wouldn't be stunned when seeing a private dragging over two first-class non-commissioned officers, both of whom were tied up like dumplings?
The visual impact is too strong.
"Did you catch this?" Cheng Dong pointed at the two people on the ground, his anger having subsided by a lot.
As long as his people don't suffer any loss, he feels happy.
"Yes, Company Commander." Yao Jinghua was a little slow to react, but he soon realized what Xiucai was thinking and ran over quickly from a distance.
He continued, "It was the scholar who tied up these two men. I just assisted from the side."
"Haha, okay, okay, okay!!"
Cheng Dong laughed and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder: "Good job, kid, you can even capture prisoners by yourself?"
"Since the subject is over, let's let you go."
As he spoke, Cheng Dong waved to the two veterans at the South Gate, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a very refreshing puff.
He threw the remaining half bag to Chen Mo, then turned and left.
The people from the anti-aircraft artillery brigade at the scene stared at the gang of ruffians with grim expressions. They were smiling as they put on their military uniforms again. They couldn't say anything else.
What the hell are you talking about?
There are four people on my side who are still tied up.
Especially since two of them were tied up by privates, they were so embarrassed that they were too embarrassed to look up.
He hurriedly untied his own people and helped them leave.
When Chen Mo was about to put on his uniform backwards, Yao Jinghua beside him curled his lips, snatched the K-94 uniform from his hand, and quickly wrapped it around his arm, saying with a smile: "What the hell are you doing wearing a uniform, you wolf cub?"
"Let's go and wear our own clothes."
"Yeah, this shitty outfit looks awkward." Liu Dong came over with a smile, glanced at Chen Mo and said, "Not bad, scholar, I thought you guys at the North Gate were also arrested."
"It's not easy to capture two veterans."
When praised in person by the veteran, Chen Mo just smiled and did not respond.
Not to mention how much effort it took to catch these two people, what's more, it wasn't all his credit.
If Yao Jinghua hadn't been there to hold him back, he wouldn't have been able to deal with the two people who suddenly jumped up at him by himself.
Several people ran to the truck that was transporting them, got into the truck, and changed back into their military uniforms.
Generally speaking.
In this subject, their team completely defeated the other team.
A team of six people killed two secret guards in total. There was nothing wrong with the south gate and north gate posts, and they also captured four prisoners.
According to the observers' records, Chen Mo captured two prisoners by himself, which was definitely a great victory.
But don't forget.
In the prisoner-capturing subject, there were a total of thirty people from the reconnaissance company, with six people in each team, which means there were five teams in total.
The way Chen Mo and his team patrolled the sentry posts was not consistent among all five teams.
There is some basis for calling the prisoner-taking subject more difficult than obstacle shooting.
Some teams camouflage themselves in the loess or distant woods. As long as they are not captured by the enemy within a specific time, they will win.
But this subject is also the most difficult.
They are scouts, and they are also scouts, and the training subjects are basically the same.
Who can really be worse than who?
When Chen Mo and his team got on the truck again and returned to the artillery range to assemble, the other five teams had already returned.
Seeing the company commander smiling when he left just now, he now has a cold face.
Not daring to delay, they hurried back to the queue and stood at attention.
Cheng Dong was at the front of the queue, with his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth several times, looking very anxious.
When the thirty prisoners gathered, he suddenly stopped, pointed his right finger at the queue, and cursed: "Fuck you, look at your results, huh?"
"I won't mention your name, I'll save your face."
"Two against one, and you let them knock one of you down? Li Zhigang, you son of a bitch, you have the nerve to call yourself a reconnaissance company? I'm so embarrassed for you."
"And that guy, Wang Jianyong, our company has never encountered such a shameful thing before. He was tied up like a pig and thrown out of the car."
"Damn it, I let you guys train normally, and you all act like you're the best in the army. But when it comes time to go on the field, are you up to it?"
"Hey, you scholar can still capture two prisoners, let's see you guys."
When Cheng Dong was cursing enthusiastically, he was suddenly praised as a scholar.
Chen Mo, who was standing in the queue, instantly felt all the eyes shifting to him.
How can I describe that feeling? In short, I felt extremely uncomfortable. Being stared at by a group of old hands made me feel itchy all over.
"Damn, what are you looking at? It's all glorious, isn't it?"
"The next subject is about to start. I don't have time to waste on you guys."
"I'll settle the score with you when I get back. Disband!"
If there are new subjects, the company commander needs to draw lots again, and the subsequent subjects and the numbers on the stage will be random.
Chen Mo didn't have much psychological pressure. If he won, he would go ahead. If he didn't win, there was nothing he could do.
He had just sat down on the ground, ready to take a breath and rest, when a group of veterans who had just played in the game immediately surrounded him like dog-skin plasters.
"Scholar, the company commander just said you captured two people. Is that true?"
"How did those two people fall into your hands?"
"Did you guys launch a sneak attack?"
The sounds of people talking at once kept exploding in my ears.
Obviously, these veterans didn't believe he could capture two enemies by himself.
Facing everyone's questions, Chen Mo remained calm and sat down on the ground with a composed look.
It’s time to drink water, it’s time to rest, and he doesn’t follow the tone of these old soldiers at all.
It's not that he's impolite, nor that he doesn't want to have a good relationship with these guys.
It's mainly this group of people who have nothing to do all day and like to tease the new recruits.
Other new comrades basically don't get close to them, but they choose him for everything.
"Hey, scholar, seriously, how did you catch those two people?"
Wang Jianyong, who was punched from behind, still felt a slight pain in his head. He sat down in front of Chen Mo and asked.
Chen Mo has a good relationship with Lao Wang in private, so it would be difficult for him not to respond. He has been keeping it a secret for a while anyway.
He chuckled and vividly recounted how he cooperated with Lao Yao to capture prisoners.
After hearing about the scholar's heroic deeds, Yao Jinghua remained calm, after all, he knew the whole process.
He just curled his lips and didn't say anything more.
The group of veterans around were stunned for a long time after listening to what was said.
Then many people raised their index fingers, pointed at Chen Mo with disgust and said: "Scholar, you are so shameless."
"That's right, it's really embarrassing for us scouts."
"Who said I was ashamed?" Chen Mo immediately became excited when he heard a group of veterans bullying him.
"The company commander said that only those who survived are qualified to judge. Even if I'm not very good, I've taken down two of them. What about you?"
"Depend on!!"
A bunch of old soldiers stood up with disgusted looks on their faces, and no one paid any attention to the scholar anymore.
No matter how much people complain, the fact that the scholar captured two prisoners is a real achievement.
This made a group of veterans quite depressed. They felt that this kid's luck was too damn good.
After all, that was the situation at the time.
If the people on duty fail to detect the enemy situation in the first time, even the most experienced soldiers will not be able to react when they encounter an attack.
They would inevitably be rushed over by two men, knocked unconscious with a slap, tied up and taken away as a prisoner.
As for Yao Jinghua, many veterans in the company still admitted that Yao was very skilled in a two-on-one fight.
But this only applies to the frontal attack. If you launch a sneak attack, you will also fail there.
It is precisely for this reason.
Yao Jinghua didn't say a word afterwards, because in the situation at the North Gate just now, the scholar's contribution was indeed greater than his.
Just being aware of this in advance would have been a great help.
Now, we are about to move on to the next subject.
Some people who have not played yet kept praying in their hearts that they would be picked soon, so that Xiucai would not be allowed to play again.
This bastard is so lucky that he got good results twice in a row.
If this continues, damn it, when we return to the company after the competition, the company commander will have to train the entire company hard for a month.
Maybe the prayers of many veterans really worked, or maybe there were other rules in the random selection.
When Cheng Dong came back, Chen Mo stood up and ran over to him and asked, "Captain, am I going to be there this time?"
Hearing this, Cheng Dong glanced at Chen Mo.
He couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, don't be so greedy, kid."
"You're not in the next one. To be honest, it's a bit of a loss if you don't take this one."
Cheng Dong raised the roster in his hand and said, "The next event is applied shooting. There's not enough space, so we'll still have 30 people on the field."
Watching the company commander start reading out the numbers one by one, the veteran who was picked was so excited that he wanted to pound his chest like a gorilla.
When Chen Mo heard the subject of "applied shooting", he was speechless.
Don’t be fooled by the old soldiers who envied him and said he was lucky. In fact, he had only taken four subjects in this competition so far.
Chen Mo played in two games and seemed to be doing well.
If you calculate carefully, it's not a bad score at all. The five-kilometer fully equipped race is his best subject, but he didn't pass it.
Applied shooting is also my best skill, but I haven’t used it yet.
How to describe this applied shooting? Generally speaking, it is sports shooting using a variety of firearms, at a variety of different distances, and in a variety of postures.
The subjects all test the basic skills of the soldiers, and the overall difficulty is much easier than the 100-meter obstacle shooting.
Because obstacle shooting not only tests shooting ability, but also has high requirements for psychological state and consideration of various complex environments.
The subject requirements are somewhat similar to obstacle shooting, except that there are more guns involved.
Applied shooting includes 25 meters 15 seconds rapid fire with a pistol, sports shooting with a rifle within 150 meters by switching different postures, and the last item is the Type 88 sniper rifle, which is used for 150 head targets, 250 meters chest ring targets, and 400 meters human targets.
Those who can participate in the competition in this subject, including Chen Mo, can achieve an accuracy of more than 98 rings.
What really matters on the court is not just accuracy, but also who is faster and who has better physical fitness.
There is no external interference like obstacle shooting, it is a pure competition. It is indeed a pity that I can't play.
Seeing that all thirty people for the fourth round had been selected, the company commander led the others into the venue.
Chen Mo sighed and sat down on the ground beside him helplessly.
"Don't be so discouraged." Wang Jianyong saw that the scholar looked depressed.
He suppressed the smile on his face, came closer and said soothingly: "You've already played twice, you should be content."
"Haha, I don't know why, but seeing you look unhappy, I can't help but want to laugh."
Chen Mo:
Damn, is this what you call comforting people?
"Squad leader, didn't you also not go?" Chen Mo continued with a heartbreaking tone: "I at least went in two rounds, and you only went in one, and you were taken prisoner."
"Squad leader, does your head still hurt?"
Wang Jianyong:
The laughter stopped abruptly, and the two brothers really hurt each other.
"Damn it, you are such a piece of shit." Wang Jianyong cursed and took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw one to Chen Mo.
Then, the two of them looked at the rapid-fire pistol field in the distance. The people who were going to compete had already started to prepare.
The reluctance of the two of them was not acted out.
Chen Mo had no intention of hiding his incompetence. There are some things we cannot admit, but there are some things that we must show.
What is the army?
Here, if you have ten abilities, you must at least perform fifteen times to convince your comrades and gain the attention of your leaders.
The trick of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger doesn't work in the army. It's easy to become a pig if you keep pretending.
Listening to the crackling sound of gunfire in the distance, one after another, the afternoon's prisoner-capturing subject took up quite a lot of time.
The sky was a bit gloomy, and Chen Mo looked up at the sky. It looked like the wind was about to blow.
He turned to look at Wang Jianyong: "Squad Leader, after finishing this applied shooting, are there any other subjects?"
"This artillery range doesn't look like it has dormitories. Where are we going to stay tonight?"
"Pooh!"
When Lao Wang heard the question, he spat out the dirt that had been blown into his mouth by the wind and curled his lips: "Still want to stay? Live for nothing."
"From the moment the competition begins, we're going all out. Don't even think about taking a break."
"The subjects won't stop. There will be other subjects at night, and the competition will continue until the end, when we have a comprehensive team exercise for scouts, and everyone has to participate."
"Don't even think about taking a break. It's impossible. If you're tired, just find a place sheltered from the wind and lie down on the ground when you're not playing."
"Do you remember the bitterness-recalling meal we had at noon? You brought over so many baskets of fried noodles, do you think you could finish them all in one sitting?"
"This is food for the next two days, or even three days. A competition isn't about how well you train. It's all about willpower in the end."
"Otherwise, do you think we came all the way from Hedong for hundreds of kilometers just to compete with their anti-aircraft guns? Who's more accurate with a gun? Who's better at capturing prisoners?"
"If it's better than this, there are plenty of units that can go there. There's no need to go so far."
Listening to Lao Wang’s narration.
Chen Mo took a breath. This was the first time he heard of this.
Is the scout competition so fierce?
No wonder the instructor encouraged us with a smile when we set off, saying that it was the perfect time to train hard and become an elite soldier during the colorful spring days.
At first, he was just thinking about having a martial arts competition, not about training elite soldiers.
Now it seems that it is indeed the case.
In the end of a competition, it all comes down to willpower.
If that was the case, he couldn't just keep doing this and waiting for notification, as a competition would last for twenty-four or even forty-eight hours.
No matter how strong a person's physical fitness is, he or she cannot endure this.
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