"Bai Luochuan, Wang Qi, Mao Yue..."
The names of the people participating in the shooting were read out one by one by the instructor. The first person to be called out in Class 1 was, unsurprisingly, Bai Luochuan. The remaining few people were all students who had performed relatively well during the military training.
The young instructor of Class 2 took out a folded white paper from his pocket. There was also a name list on it. However, he was much more casual than the instructor of Class 1. The name list also included the best performers in the class. In addition to Mi Yang, there were 6 boys and 5 girls, including Zhou Tong.
After calling the names, the instructor smiled and encouraged: "Come on, everyone. We will have training in the morning and a small competition in the afternoon. Show the style of our second class and win first place! Tell me, do you have confidence?"
The students in Class 2 cheered loudly: “Yes!!”
When returning to the dormitory after the breakup, the students who were called to go shooting were very excited and took the initiative to stay and practice the small formation they would form when they went to the shooting range tomorrow.
Mi Yang had a good image, so the instructor asked him to stand at the front of the line. Zhou Tong quickly walked two steps to catch up with Mi Yang. He also practiced his steps very well, and he followed very quickly when marching in step. After practicing twice, the instructor told them the departure time tomorrow morning and let them go back to rest.
Several boys walked towards the dormitory together. They were all excited at the thought of being able to touch a gun tomorrow.
Zhou Tong walked with Mi Yang. He, Mi Yang, and Bai Luochuan were classmates in junior high school, and they had always had a good relationship. Zhou Tong had a smiling face, which made people like him easily. He was also very good at talking and being a person. In just a short period of military training, he had a good relationship with everyone in the class, and he knew a lot of news. He had a nickname called "Know-it-all".
This time he happened to be assigned to the same class as Mi Yang, so naturally he followed Mi Yang. Mi Yang was gentle and modest, and Zhou Tong was a man with strong cohesion. Class 2 slowly began to form a small group around Mi Yang. However, compared to the Bai Luochuan-style dictatorship in Class 1, Class 2 was obviously much more harmonious, and everything was done through consultation.
Zhou Tong was a little bloated. He had lost a lot of weight and looked darker during the military training. He looked more energetic. He was an optimist and thought that he had lost weight for free. His military training uniform was one size larger than when he first got it. The result was good. Thinking about the target shooting tomorrow, Zhou Tong said happily, "I never thought that I could go with you guys!"
Mi Yang glanced at him and said, "You are also very good. You have been training very hard during this period and have lost a lot of weight. Let's work hard together tomorrow."
The person next to him said, "That's right, Zhou Tong, you are like blowing up a balloon, getting fat or thin is just a matter of thought, the girls must envy you."
Zhou Tong said with a smile, "It's OK, it's OK, I'll get fat again in a few days." He walked with his hat in his hand and said, "I heard that there will be quite a lot of people going to the target shooting tomorrow, from all classes, and the competition will definitely be fierce."
Someone asked him, "Have you found out who went to the class?"
Zhou Tongdao: "I haven't asked for the specific names of the people in the first group, but there's no doubt that Brother Bai will be one of them!"
The man asked, “Who?”
Zhou Tong said proudly: "Bai Luochuan! He was the famous figure in our junior high school, right Mi Yang?"
Mi Yang smiled and nodded.
The boys around them said excitedly, "Oh, I know. He's the one who replaced the instructor a few days ago. Didn't our instructor also praise him for his standard push-ups?"
Zhou Tong raised his chin as if he was being praised. "That's right. Our Brother Bai can do everything. Not to mention the physical training, he is also very good at studying. He is the best in the whole school..."
Someone patted Zhou Tong on the shoulder from behind. Zhou Tong turned around and saw Bai Luochuan, who was ranked first in the school.
Bai Luochuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Change position?"
Zhou Tong immediately gave up the seat next to Mi Yang and said with a smile: "Okay! Brother Bai, I'm going to eat first, you guys chat."
Zhou Tong and several classmates left first. Bai Luochuan walked slowly behind with Mi Yang. He held the military cap in his hand. The sweat on his forehead wet his hair slightly. He casually brushed it back, revealing his smooth forehead and sharp eyebrows. I don't know if it was because of the military uniform, but he looked much taller and more energetic than usual.
Bai Luochuan moved closer to him and said, "Tomorrow our two classes will be together. I've asked, one class, one row. You will stand at target number one in the second row, next to me."
Mi Yang was a little surprised, but soon smiled, flexed his wrists a few times and said, "Are you going to compete with me? Then I'll have to fight hard."
Bai Luochuan said proudly: "Let's compare them when the time comes."
Mi Yang asked him, "What's the prize if I win?"
Bai Luochuan thought about it and promised him generously: "Yes, I'll give you whatever you want!"
Mi Yang was still looking at him. Bai Luochuan glanced at him, flicked his forehead with his finger, and smiled first: "Who are you looking down on? Don't look at me like that. I mean what I say."
The next morning, the rest of the class stayed behind to continue their daily training, and a small group of people selected from each class went to the shooting range for shooting training.
The shooting range had been cleaned up and the surroundings were very empty. When we were lying on the ground, we could hear the continuous sound of gunfire. Some students could not bear the vibration of the butt of the gun on their shoulders, but the opportunity was rare, so everyone gritted their teeth and persevered. Some boys even felt that it was not satisfying enough and did not want to leave after touching the gun.
The instructor led us in training in the morning and we were scheduled to have a competition in the afternoon.
After hearing about the competition, all the classes were practicing hard. Because the shooting range was far from the dormitory, no one went back home at noon, and the kitchen team sent us food, two dishes and one soup, with few varieties but large quantity, enough to fill us up.
The classes were disbanded at mealtime because we were in the wild and it was more relaxed. We sat together in groups of three or four with friends we knew and chatted and ate. It was much more relaxing than in the barracks.
Mi Yang and Bai Luochuan sat there and ate together, then found a shade under a tree and slept for a while.
Mi Yang raised his fingers habitually, and just as he rubbed his fingertips, Bai Luochuan held them. Bai Luochuan smiled without even opening his eyes, and said softly: "Don't look for it, just pinch my fingers."
Mi Yang: “…”
Mi Yang tried to defend himself: "I was just tickling."
Bai Luochuan was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and heard: "Well, my fingers are itchy, can you scratch them for me?"
The fingers held in the palm of my hand moved, very obediently, and the tickling was light. It felt tingling and numb when it stroked the palm of my hand. After a few movements, it slowly calmed down. Even the breathing beside me became slow and steady, as if I fell asleep.
Bai Luochuan covered his face with his hat and fell asleep.
After so many days of military training, this was the best sleep they had ever had.
When the whistle sounded in the afternoon, Bai Luochuan packed up neatly and returned to the team refreshed. Mi Yang also felt much more energetic after some exercise and returned to his class team.
The afternoon training continued, but there was a small problem in Class 1.
The shoulder badge of a boy named Mao Yue is missing.
The instructor asked, "How come it's gone? Weren't you wearing it this morning?"
Mao Yue was so anxious that he searched his body over and over again, sweating all over his head. "That's it! I took a nap there at noon, and it was gone when I woke up."
The instructor said, "You step out first. You can't be in the team without shoulder straps. Go outside and watch for a while."
Mao Yue's eyes widened and he asked, "Ah? Can't I shoot anymore?"
The instructor shook his head: "You are not allowed to return to the team if your clothes are not in order."
Mao Yue's eyes turned red: "Instructor, if I find my epaulettes..."
The instructor said, "Turn around!"
Mao Yue turned around and said stubbornly: "If I get my epaulettes, I will come back!"
“Run and go!!”
Mao Yue was not convinced in his heart, but his body still obeyed the order and he ran away.
The instructor went to collect the supplies for this afternoon's training, and the team stood in military posture for a while.
Bai Luochuan stood in the first row, his eyes not moving at all.
The sound of several boys in the back row talking in low voices came over intermittently, and there were also voices of sneer: "Isn't it said that Mao Yue's family has some skills? How come he can't continue shooting after losing a pair of shoulder straps?"
"Yeah, he looks stupid to me, how did he get in?"
"There are people in our class who paid to get in, but they can't keep up. They might as well go to Class 30. Who are they dragging down by coming to this class?"
"That's right, teach this idiot a lesson, hahahaha!"
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Mao Yue's family was special. It was said that he could get in even though his score was more than 100 points lower, and he was even admitted to the top class. Those who could get into the class were capable and arrogant, especially the boys in the class, who only respected those who were capable. Mao Yue was excluded as soon as he arrived. The boys even nicknamed him "relationship household". Especially during military training, they thought that this fool was praised, so they deliberately took away his shoulder badge to tease him, hoping that the instructor would punish him.
But Mao Yue came back soon. The instructor was not there, and everyone was still standing at attention. Usually, Bai Luochuan was in charge at this time. Mao Yue was stubborn and straightforward. He shouted "report" to Bai Luochuan, and then happily returned to the team. He took out something in his pocket to show him: "Look, I have epaulettes!"
Bai Luochuan took a look and immediately snatched the thing in his hand and put it in his pocket, then took him out for a "talk" alone.
The reason is simple. The shoulder strap that Mao Yuexin brought was a two-bar and three-star shoulder strap, a genuine colonel's shoulder strap.
Bai Luochuan pursed his lips and asked him, "Where did you come from?"
Mao Yue hadn't figured out the situation yet, and said stupidly, "My family sent this to me. Is this one not okay? This is the youngest one."
Bai Luochuan said coldly: "You can't wear this, and you violated the rules by bringing your cell phone with you, right?"
Mao Yue looked at him in shock: "How did you find out?!"
Bai Luochuan said: "If you don't call, where are you going to get this?"
Mao Yue was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he was right. He stood there stubbornly with a tangled face, looking a little silly, but he was very stubborn and insisted on participating in the military training. He stammered, "I, I have prepared a lot! I can do it well, I'm not a fool!"
Bai Luochuan put his epaulettes in his pocket, looked at his flushed face, took off his own epaulettes and gave them to him, letting him return to the team.
Mao Yue still felt a little unreal holding it in his hand. He shot well in the morning, but not as well as Bai Luochuan: "What are you going to do? If you don't participate, our class will definitely not win..."
Bai Luochuan said coldly: "No buts, the shooting competition is about to start. I order you to return to the team now, turn right, and run forward!"
The instructor was not there, so Bai Luochuan became the instructor. Mao Yue saluted, put on his epaulettes, and ran back immediately.
Bai Luochuan didn't dare to wear Mao Yue's shoulder straps, so he put them in his pocket and returned to the team.
The author has something to say: Sorry, I haven’t recovered from the 7-hour long-distance car ride yet, so the update is late!
Slowly make up ~