"My mobile phone is over there. I didn't bring it with me just now because of training." Feng Ling said, looking at the storage table not far away.
During daily training, they are used to putting their electronic products or sharp objects on the storage table to avoid putting them on them too cumbersome.
"Okay, keep practicing." After Qiao Fei said that, he turned around and was about to walk over and pick up Feng Ling's cell phone to call himself.
As a result, before I could walk over, I suddenly heard someone sneer from behind.
"Why didn't I know that Instructor Qiao still has the habit of leaving phone numbers in the base? When you were in the second team, several members of the team stayed at the door of the base cafeteria day and night to get your phone number, but they failed to get it. Didn't you say You rarely use the phone in the base?"
Feng Ling heard the sound, looked back and saw Boss Li. He didn't say anything and turned back to continue training.
Qiao Fei also paused slightly because of the man's words and suppressed the smile on his face: "Boss."
Nan Heng heard all the conversation they just had and saw Qiao Fei pause for a moment with obvious embarrassment. As a man, of course he could tell what he was thinking at a glance.
He glanced at Qiao Fei: "Stay away from Feng Ling."
Qiao Fei was not angry, nor did he explain much. He just smiled and said: "Boss, I just want a phone call. Nothing else. Look, I just joined the sniper team. Didn't I just join the sniper team? I used to work with the second team. Those guys are used to being together, but now they suddenly have a new environment and a few new people. I also want to get familiar with them, and also in terms of daily communication with them, you are very familiar with these people from the first team. I can only occasionally talk to them about training through the phone. When you are so busy, boss, I have become closer to them. I can help you take care of these five people. Share the work.”
Li Nanheng smiled: "Take care of me? So, you also want the phone numbers of the other four people?"
Qiao Fei's expression paused: "I haven't had time yet..."
Then, Qiao Fei smiled again: "It just so happens that you're back, boss. You can continue to watch them practice. I didn't even get around to going to the bathroom just now, so I'll go and solve it first."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Feng Ling heard Qiao Fei's footsteps leaving and looked back. Seeing that he was gone, he hesitated, put down the spear in his hand, and turned back to take a look at his cell phone.
Nan Heng: "What are you looking at? He hasn't left your phone number yet."
Feng Ling: "...I just took a look at the time."
"How long have you been training for? It's not dark yet and you are anxious to check the time?" Nan Heng said coldly: "When I joined the sniper team, I trained strictly according to the rules of the sniper team. The training time of the first team was different from here. I just wanted to be lazy at the beginning. ?”
Feng Ling glanced at him silently: "First of all, it's normal for Instructor Qiao to ask for my phone number. I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Later, I will also send him the phone numbers of Ah K and the others. This is just right. It is convenient and avoids so much trouble, and instructor Qiao is very responsible. In addition, I look at the time just to know what time it is and how long it took me to train before I successfully picked up the spear. I just want to give myself my daily training results. Just mark the time."
"The sun is right above your head. You've been in the base for so long. Don't you calculate time based on the direction of the sunlight and the direction of the gun target's projection?"
Feng Ling took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath.
"Yes, what the boss said is correct. I will follow the boss's teachings. From now on, I will not touch my mobile phone. I will completely live the life of a caveman in the base. Are you satisfied, boss?"
Nan Heng glanced at her: "What you mean is that my control is too lenient and you don't have the freedom of a normal person?"
"I didn't dare to think that." Feng Ling smiled, turned around and left. The smile on his face went away the moment he turned around.
Nan Heng: “…”
I didn't dare to think so.
Even if Feng Ling and Qiao Fei are not allowed to leave each other's phone calls, this guy is actually more anxious than Qiao Fei
Remembering just now when Qiao Fei almost hugged Feng Ling's waist to teach her how to hold the spear, Nan Heng looked coldly at Feng Ling's back and movements as she picked up the spear again.
It seems that the meeting time will be moved to the morning or evening in the future. The sniper team will train at the training ground in the afternoon. He must come and watch it with his own eyes.
…
The first day of training for the sniper team felt like two and a half years ago.
Boss Li has very strict requirements on the physical fitness and arm strength of each member. On the first day, everyone is required to put an iron block weighing 300 kilograms in their arms, run around the base five times, and then perform push-ups without stopping in the middle. , and then from pull-ups to sit-ups.
There was still a big gap in physical fitness between Feng Ling and Ah K. Under such high-frequency forced training, her movements from push-ups gradually became much slower.
After all, when I was in the first team, my weight-bearing laps did not reach 100 kilograms, but now I am holding a 300 kilogram iron block directly on my arm. After five laps, my arm has become weak and has no strength, but now I have to support it on the ground to do push-ups. .
But she knew that spear training was only the first step. Not everyone could withstand a sniper rifle, and now the requirements for arm strength and physical fitness were much stricter.
But even so, Feng Ling never complained that he was tired, nor did he ask for a few minutes of rest. He only stood aside quietly when Tam, Lei Peng and others couldn't bear it and asked for a five-minute break to drink water. Rest for five minutes, then regroup and continue training.
Even though she didn't have much strength in her arms, her training pace was always the same as that of the other four. She didn't hold back, but the short, soft hair on her forehead was obviously wet with sweat, making her look a little embarrassed.
Nan Heng seemed not to notice. When he passed by her, he could only say lightly: "Stand your arms straight, make your movements standard, and speed up."
Or stretch out her feet and kick her arms that she had been unable to support: "Keep your arms straight, your knees straight, and hold on like this for fifteen minutes."
Qiao Fei, who had already rushed back from the bathroom, kept looking at Feng Ling who was sweating more and more on her forehead. Seeing that she was gritting her teeth and persisting, she couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Boss, I don't have Feng Ling's physical fitness index yet." I went to the first team and took a closer look. Firstly, he is much younger than the others. Secondly, he is relatively thin. I think we should consider reducing the intensity of his training and training separately, even if it is to strengthen him bit by bit. With his Judging from the current physical fitness, it should be no problem for the usual training content of the first team, but it may be difficult to handle the training method of the sniper team."
Nan Heng: "Are you the person in charge of the base, or am I the person in charge?"
"Boss, I'm just making an immature suggestion... I think Feng Ling is a very good prospect. If he is properly trained in the future, he will be an excellent member of the sniper team, but this kind of intensity is really..."
"Reject recommendation."
“…”
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(Third update~Good night~)