The deputy division commander pays the bill.

"The first platoon of the fourth company is up to something big again!"

This news spread throughout the entire New Corps like a bird with wings.

Including the two platoon commanders of the second and third platoons aside, Company Commander Xie Dong also frowned when he heard the clerk come in to report this to him in the company office.

"What happened?" Company Commander Xie Dong subconsciously reached out and touched his eyebrows, "No wonder my eyelids keep jumping!"

Clerical said, "A platoon is not engaged in a shooting training squad to open a small stove, used to be the noon time to engage in, today the evil, at noon began to the training ground on a plop on the ground and did not move, the afternoon is still there, began to think that it is an extra hour of practice, the result is that up to now they have not been dispersed, but still there without moving."

Xie Dong hurriedly asked, "How long has it lasted?"

The clerk scratched his head, "I don't know, it started at noon, the exact time is not clear, how is it more than two hours?"

"This Hou Jun ..."

Xie Dong thought to himself.

"Always get me something."

He picked up his beanie and buckled it on his head, stood up and pointed to the training ground and said to the clerk, "Go, go see what Hou Jun is up to again!"

The clerk laughed, "He's training together himself, lying there without moving a muscle."

Xie Dong, who had walked to the door of the company headquarters, was instantly fixed like a point, and turned back to look at the clerk with an incredulous gaze, "What did you say? He Hou Jun also followed along?"

The clerk said, "That's right, when I saw it just now, I went to ask Wu Yi, Wu Yi said that they were training the stability of the gun, saying that it was more than endurance and willpower, and as a result, they were lying down at noon until now."

"Nonsense!" Xie Dong towards the window to see, the autumn tiger weather, the sun hanging brightly in the sky, even if it is three o'clock in the afternoon, the outside is still hot, like an oven.

"That's the sniper training only to engage in training, new recruits to engage in what according to the gun stability training? He Hou Jun is afraid that he is not crazy, right?!"

At this time, he felt a little uneasy.

As a company commander, he was afraid of training accidents.

If a soldier has a problem, he, the company commander, will probably be criticized for a small matter, but if there is a big problem, I'm afraid it's not as simple as being criticized.

He flew out of the company headquarters, down the stairs all the way down, to the first floor towards the training field direction, even the duty post to salute him did not return the salute.

When he arrived at the comprehensive shooting range, Xie Dong took a look from afar and sucked in a mouthful of cold air.

It's over!

Not only are there people from other battalions coming over to watch, even other regiments have squad leaders bringing their soldiers over to watch the fun.

From a distance, he saw the back of the battalion commander Liang Hu.

Even the battalion commander is alarmed, this Hou Jun, really can toss!

Jogging all the way to Liang Hu s side, Xie Dong saluted and immediately said, "Battalion Commander, I will let them stop ...."

The words did not land, heard the crowd erupt in a shout.

Then heard Fatty Wei shouting there, "Someone fainted!"

Fainted?

Xie Dong's heart thumped, and he hurriedly rushed up in three steps.

"Who fainted?"

Separating the several recruits of the first class who had formed a circle, he only saw a person lying on the ground, and at a glance, remembered that it was a recruit called Yang Hui.

He made a snap decision and waved his hand at the clerk following him, "Take someone and send them to the battalion's hygienist at once, quick!"

Soon, several soldiers came up and carried the fainted Yang Hui away to the battalion headquarters.

Xie Dong was furious.

The battalion commander was staring not far away, and he wanted to explain to him, but before he could explain himself, he had already fainted a man.

Training can't be an accident.

Really worry what it comes what!

Turning his head, he questioned Wu Yi, "Squad leader, what are you guys up to!"

Wu Yi said, "Today is a small competition between our platoon and ourselves, organized by the platoon commander."

Xie Dong wrinkled his head and looked at Hou Jun, who was lying on the ground as if isolated from the world, and he knew that this soldier of his own year, not to mention lying on the ground for three hours, and then double the time he could hold out.

The question is, how can the new recruits next to him hold out?

Taking life to hold up ah?

"What the hell!"

He glared fiercely at Wu Yi, turned around and went to Hou Jun's side, yelling at Hou Jun, who was still lying motionless on the ground, "First platoon leader! Get up!"

Hou Jun didn't move.

"I order you to get up!"

Hou Jun still didn't move.

"You're fucking messing around!" He wanted to go and rip Hou Jun up, but suddenly someone behind him pulled him back.

"Take it easy."

"What don't rush ..."

Xie Dong was anxious and turned his head to curse.

As a result, when he turned his head to see the person who came, the latter half of the sentence was swallowed hard back into his stomach.

Standing behind himself is not someone else, is vice division commander Zhang Wenqing.

"Vice Division Commander Zhang ...."

Xie Dong hurriedly saluted.

"What brings you here?"

Zhang Wenqing said, "I just arrived and passed by here and saw a bunch of people surrounding me, so I came over to take a look."

As he spoke, he swept a glance towards the three soldiers on the ground before signaling Xie Dong to step back a bit.

The two of them came to more than ten meters away, and Zhang Wenqing asked, "How long have you been lying here?"

Xie Dong said, "Since noon, I'm not sure about the exact time."

Zhang Wenqing took another look, his eyes landing on the shell casing above the muzzle deflagration device.

"Stabilization training according to the gun?"

Xie Dong knew that he could not hide it from Zhang Wenqing and could only nod, "Uh, yes."

Zhang Wenqing said, "This is a common training method for snipers, you recruits also engage in it?"

Xie Dong said stiffly, "Well, recently the battalion has strengthened its shooting training, and the first platoon has organized a reinforcement squad of outstanding seedlings to have a small cooking session, which was approved by me."

He was ready to take the blame, just waiting for the deputy division commander to criticize.

But instead of waiting for Zhang Wenqing's harsh criticism, he heard Vice Division Commander Zhang give a soft "hmm".

Then he asked, "How many times have the shell casings fallen to the ground in these two to three hours?"

Xie Dong was caught off guard and was somewhat confused.

Liang Hu beside him said, "Xie Dong, answer, dumb?"

Xie Dong could only confess, "I also just arrived, I'm not sure. But according to Hou Jun's training style, I'm afraid that landing once won't count."

Zhang Wenqing's brows furrowed slightly, more than a little disbelief in his gaze as he asked again, "Really didn't fall once?"

He wasn't questioning Hou Jun, but he felt that the two new recruits next to him could actually last that long.

"Reporting to Deputy Division Commander Zhang."

Fatty Wei shouted the report from the side.

Zhang Wenqing turned his head to see that it was Fatty Wei, who had eaten crayfish with him, and smiled, saying, "Little Wei, you know that their shell casings haven't fallen off?"

"Of course I know, I started to lie down there too." He pointed to the side of Hou Jun, Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, then said with some embarrassment, "But I only lasted for an hour before I couldn't hold out, the shell casings falling to the ground, it's too hard, it's not even something a human being can hold out ..."

Zhang Wenqing smiled, he knew that Fatty Wei's words were more or less exaggerated.

In fact, according to the gun stability training for an hour in the ordinary combat company is also common, rifle shooting two practice kneeling and stance training is more brutal, the company's veterans end of the gun a squatting station to an hour, this stability training in fact compared to the kneeling stance according to the gun training in the physiological ability to withstand the requirements of the lower, but requires more willpower, for the hand and stability requirements are higher.

From this point of view, Zhang Wenqing very much appreciate Hou Jun.

He knows Hou Jun.

Hou Jun is a celebrity, the number one sniper in the division, a veteran with real skills.

For this kind of veteran, even if the training requirements are more stringent, Zhang Wenqing will not scold half a sentence.

Especially like Hou Jun, can and soldiers together with training through rest, with strength to convince others, which makes him more high regard.

"Since we met today, I'll simply be the referee."

He called in Wu Yi.

"Squad Leader One, how long has it been so far?"

Wu Yi said, "Two hours, forty-two minutes, thirty-three seconds ..."

He handed the stopwatch to Zhang Wenqing.

"The platoon leader has set a time of 4 hours, if the shells don't fall within 4 hours, the platoon leader will treat you to crayfish!"

Zhang Wenqing looked at the numbers jumping on the meter and suddenly announced loudly, "I also don't believe there are any recruits who can last more than 4 hours, at least I haven't seen it, if there really is, I'll pay for the crayfish!"