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Chapter Eighteen: Another trouble

What does it mean to be deliberate? What does gnashing of teeth look like? Want to know? This is what Lin Zhan is like at this moment.

Perhaps it was because the test and confrontation in the morning was too intense. In the afternoon, Xu Zhengwen unexpectedly stopped the actual combat personal challenge session.

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar of the regiment is very professional when it comes to ideological and political education work and capturing the emotions among soldiers in the entire army.

Appropriate confrontation and friction between soldiers is indeed conducive to overall progress. But excessive confrontation will be very detrimental to the unity and cohesion among comrades.

The class's military physical boxing collective drill was conducted in the afternoon, and the assessment in the afternoon was to perform two rounds according to the standard. It was almost like standing in the military posture. After all, this was just a small competition in the recruit camp stage, so fortunately the red flag symbolizing honor was lost.

I'm off the third shift. Of course, this has a lot to do with Yang Buxu's shooting performance in the morning.

But Lin Zhan's plan to use this opportunity to earn back face came to nothing.

"Leader Zhou Bo... he has cultivated martial virtues and has been able to rule the world for thousands of years... he is the supreme king of the martial arts world. If he is not hungry for his sharp spear, and if Xiaofan is not around, who can compete with him..."

The slogans of Class Three resounded throughout the training ground. Yao Bing, who was walking in front holding a red flag and showing off, took the lead and walked back and forth around the station several times but could not reach the dormitory.

As for the first half of the slogan, it was unanimously approved by all the members of the third class, but Zhang Xiaofan, a beast, strongly requested to add it at the price of eating Malatang. In line with the mentality of being dispensable, plus Malatang’s respect for a certain rice student.

Because the temptation was too strong, it passed the review smoothly.

"Squad leader, look at them, they are too arrogant and arrogant. This is not fair at all. Even if the shooting score is one point higher than our class, we are still first in the obstacle course. Why did the company commander give the red flag to three

Ban, we don’t accept it!”

"Not convinced..."

"Yes! Why..."

Not only Ma Gou Sheng, but also the rest of the second class couldn't swallow this breath. Only Lin Zhan standing in the back had a gloomy face and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Shut up, everyone! If you lose, you lose. Do the soldiers I, Li Quan, will only stand behind and talk? If you lose this time, win them back next time. Come to the training ground with me and give each of them 100 push-ups."

, starting from tomorrow, the time for each training subject will be increased by half!"

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The impact of the periodic assessment in the recruit camp soon passed, and all the recruits continued to repeat the training every day without hesitation.

The people in Class Three were no exception. Their training uniforms were dry, wet, and dry again. Everyone clearly felt that since the last assessment, the squad leader had intentionally or unintentionally made the training subjects more difficult.

In his spare time, Yang Buxian still runs between the library and the computer room. After this period of study, he is no longer the big boy in the mountains who relies on the radio to learn about the world.

Through a large number of books and the Internet, Yang Buxian had a full understanding of this rapidly developing country. And he was shocked to find that when he was a child, his grandfather taught him more than just simple literacy and arithmetic. His grandfather also taught him very well.

The special "hometown dialect" is actually pure English.

Having never seen the world in the mountains before, of course he wouldn't think it was such a shocking thing to see an old farmer with a pure London accent appear in a small mountain village with no roads. But now Yang Buxu knows, when he sees

After understanding the entire English version of "General History of the World" in my hand, I suddenly realized how lucky I was to be forced by my grandfather to copy those rare and weird words with his frozen red hands, no matter the cold or summer.

In addition to absorbing a large amount of knowledge through books and the Internet like a sponge, Yang Buxuan will go to the cooking class to help out whenever he has time. Today is a day off, and of course it is no exception...

…………

"Military advisor, didn't you agree that the gunman will be treated to spicy food today? Why did that kid run to the cooking class again if he wasn't hungry?"

"Where can Malatang be as delicious as the fresh stuff made by our cooking team? If you are not hungry, this kid is very clever. Trust me, we will definitely get a good meal when we go to him later."

Yao Bing and Dai Gang had just finished shopping in the army's small supermarket. They were about to go to the cooking class to find Yang Buxuan. When they just turned out of the dormitory area, they saw Lin Zhan leading a few people from the second class.

The soldiers met each other head on.

Nothing happened at first. The assessment and bet had been over for a few days. How could there still be an overnight feud between the comrades? So Yao Bing politely greeted Lin Zhan and the others.

"Lin Manhuan, where are you going?"

It's a very common saying. Because Lin Zhan scored 150 rounds with fifteen bullets in the assessment, the nickname Lin Manhuan also became popular in a small area.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Originally, it was Yang Buxu's incredible performance in the shooting training test that made him lose face. Now when he hears Yao Bing calling him Lin Manhuan, he feels uncomfortable hearing it. It seems that he is someone else.

Yao Bing seemed to be sarcastically mocking him. Especially since he was punched in the nose last time, and the old and new hatreds of the two were mixed together, his face was already gloomy at this time.

Dai Gang didn't notice this at this time. He put his arm around Yao Bing's shoulders and said to Lin Zhan:

"Yang Buxu is making delicious food at the cooking class. Why don't we meet by chance and go together as an invitation."

Dai Gang also has good intentions. After what happened last time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Lin Zhan is indeed not very good-tempered. And later I heard that his father is still a chief of staff and his mother is a well-known entrepreneur. To put it bluntly,

The eldest young master has a bad temper, so he wanted to ease the relationship with Yang Buxu on behalf of him. But he didn't expect that it would be better if he didn't mention Yang Buxu. Lin Zhan's whole face started to turn red when he mentioned Yang Buxu.

"Yang is not hungry, and Yang is not hungry. I'm afraid I'll feel sick after eating something made by a deserter..."

The comrades around him knew that it was Lin Zhan who was being petty again and started to speak meanly and not hold the door shut. So he quickly nudged him with his elbow to remind him. Because of his temper, Lin Zhan was often scolded and criticized by the squad leader.

I don’t know how many copies I have written.

"Lin Zhan, if you have the guts, say it again. We kindly invite you. If you don't go, we won't go. Why are you scolding me? Is Yang Buxu asking you to provoke you? You have been talking about deserters all day. Are you lacking any virtue?

."

Yao Bing was most angry that people said Yang Buxu was a deserter. He had always taken care of him as his younger brother and would never allow anyone to slander him.

"A deserter is a deserter. If you have the guts to be a deserter, you don't have the guts to be a deserter."

The more Lin Zhan said, the more he went too far, but with his 1.82 meter tall body, it was still very difficult for the two comrades around him to pull him away.

"I asked you to scold..."

Yao Bing saw Lin Zhan's right hand being restrained by his comrades. He saw the opportunity and waved his fist to Lin Zhan's nose.

How could Lin Zhan, who had been practicing as a trainer since he was a child, be hit like this? He had already suffered a loss and was already prepared. He was just waiting for Yao Bing to make the first move. As long as he held on to this idea, he would not be able to defeat him even if he was the company commander.

The first half of the punishment.

Snapped……

When Yao Bing's fist was still a few centimeters away from Lin Zhan's nose, his chest was kicked hard by a big foot. He immediately squatted on the ground and couldn't breathe.

The damage bonus of the military boot straps, and this is not actual combat training, and there is no protective gear on the body...

Because it was a rest day, the kitchen squad leader planned to cook a special dish of beef stew with potatoes to reward the recruits. The task of washing the potatoes was handed over to Comrade Yang Buxu.

The procurement truck arrived at the camp very early, so Yang Buxian also took a big basket to make selections early. You must know that this procurement truck is not just for the recruit camp.

"Comrade, can you move your hands and feet faster? You are choosing potatoes, not a beauty pageant. No one wants to choose potatoes of the same size. Come on, I'm still busy here."

"The old squad leader told me when I came here. He said that the delivery guy, Old Liu, was the most cunning and always put the big potatoes on the bottom."

The idiot Yang Buxian said everything that should be said and what should not be said, which made the driver, Liu, quickly close the car door and leave angrily.

Yang Buxuan, who was carrying a large basket of good-looking potatoes back to the cooking class, heard a quarrel in the distance. Before he could walk in, he saw someone being kicked to the ground. He was about to go up and take a look.

Look, after all, fighting in this military camp is a serious violation of discipline and will result in a major demerit.

"You were the ones who made the first move today. When I got to the company commander, I was acting in self-defense."

The comrades around him couldn't hold Lin Zhan back, and Dai Gang on the opposite side just tried to step forward to stop him, but was knocked down by Lin Zhan with a punch.

Yao Bing, who was squatting on the ground, was kicked too hard in the chest. Seeing Lin Zhan coming forward and wanting to take action, he was unable to do anything. He had to try his best to shrink into a ball and resist.

Yang Buxu had just run out more than ten meters when he realized belatedly that the one who beat him was Lin Zhan from the second class. The one lying on the ground was the military veteran Yao. Dai Mazi next to him covered his mouth and was about to leave.

Get up from the ground.

Seeing that Lin Zhan wanted to continue attacking Lao Yao who was squatting on the ground, Yang Buxuan, who had no time to rescue him, took out a big potato from the basket and threw it towards Lin Zhan from more than thirty meters away.

In a hurry, it was impossible to say that I had used all my strength, but my accuracy was still so accurate. You must know that the unique skill of hunting pheasants with stones in the mountains since childhood is no joke.

Snapped……

The potato as big as a fist went straight to Lin Zhan's temple like a cannonball. The whole potato exploded when it hit Lin Zhan's head...

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In the solitary room, Yang Buxu squatted down in boredom, something he had often done since he was a child. The punishment from the company headquarters had not yet come down, so the squad leader said that he should be detained here for a few days to punish himself, so as to have a better understanding of the consequences of the subsequent punishment.

benefit.

In the past few days, I heard that Lao Yao, who was delivering meals, said that Lin Zhan was fine and had just a slight concussion. Such a result made Yang Buxu breathe a sigh of relief. He was too anxious at the time and didn't think much about it. He touched the potatoes in his hand like

He threw it like a pheasant. When it hit Lin Zhan on the head, the boy fainted immediately without any hesitation. At that time, Yang Buxuan was really choked. Fortunately, Lao Yao was calm enough and jumped from the ground.
Chapter completed!
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