Sister, you miss me

The next day, when the first ray of morning sun penetrated the clouds and shone on the roof of the apartment, Yang Feng retracted his horse and exhaled a suffocating breath facing the east. Shi Shiran went downstairs, completely ignoring a group of shivering "cold" behind him Birds", three.

It was still a military Land Rover, and it was still the Chen family twin brothers who came to pick him up. The three of them formed a small circle and a small group.

When he arrived at the camp, Zhou Weiguo was mobilizing on stage.

A shooting knockout competition will be held this morning. The inspection includes the familiarity with firearms and the accuracy of shooting. Both long and short fires will be played. Finally, a comprehensive assessment is required.

The target of the pistol is indoors, and the target of the spear is outdoors.

The procedure is to disassemble the gun first and then regroup the gun, and report before shooting.

Everyone put on a full set of camouflage uniforms and combat boots. Yang Feng and Er Chen walked to the indoor pistol shooting range, and "Rambo" came over.The guy still painted oil on his face.

"Yang Feng, make a friend." He stretched out a rough big hand.

Yang Feng shook hands with him: "We are very likely to become comrades in arms."

"But you don't know my name yet."

"Then you don't want to introduce it quickly?"

"Fang Guohao."

"Good meeting."

"Hush—" Fang Guohao winked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng looked back, but it was Nie Qing in tight camouflage.

Nie Qing noticed Yang Feng turned his head, rolled his face hurriedly, and hurried past.

"Brother," Chen Fugui slammed into Yang Feng with an ambiguous expression, "Xiao Nizi is afraid of you."

"Fart! That's called conquest." Fang Guohao corrected, "This woman, once conquered, it is absolutely unconditional obedience from body to mind, Yang Feng, you can ask for anything...Huh? Murderous!"

Yang Feng and Er Chen both covered their mouths and snickered.

Fang Guohao swallowed and spit, turned around slowly, and saw Nie Qing with a murderous look.

"I didn't mean you!" Fang Guohao smiled flatly, "That, it's purely an academic discussion."

Nie Qing raised his palm, and Fang Guohao said "Ah" and closed his eyes to die.

"Comrade Nie Qing, I am not going to die!"

"The chest muscles are well developed."

Fang Guohao's face flushed, and Nie Qing was actually touching his chest.

"Just don't know whether it's been beaten or not."

Listening to Nie Qing's faint voice, Fang Guohao fell directly into the ice lake.

"Yang Feng, Commander Zhou is looking for you." Nie Qing said while looking at Yang Feng.

"lead the way."

Who do you think of me, the guard or the microphone?Nie Qing frowned and led the way angrily.

Yang Feng followed behind him, following along.

Nie Qing's long hair was rolled into a bun today, and the bun was poked on the top of his head, similar to some aunts who practiced with hair, and a bit like Teletubbies.

In this way, her long neck was exposed.

The girl's figure is very standard, most of which benefited from long-term martial arts training, and the camouflage suit fits well, which makes Yang Feng puzzled.

"The clothes have been changed?"

"how do you know?"

Nie Qing raised her eyes and asked curiously. There is no such thing as yesterday's in her eyes, it is really much more lovely.

"Guess casually, I didn't expect it to be."

"You... good luck." Nie Qing said while biting his lip.

"what?"

"Nothing, hurry up."

"It is not an ordinary person to change the military uniform without authorization."

Yang Feng speeded up his pace and walked side by side with Nie Qing. Although Nie Qing's back was very graceful and sultry, he always talked to other people's fart, which is not the case.

"Growing up in a compound, I don't like red clothes and arms. My favorite is camouflage uniforms. My hobby is to change military uniforms."

Nie Qing stopped and looked up at the sky, Jianshui's pupils reflected in the endless sky, and his voice smelled of loneliness and dream.

Nie Qing was very quiet at this moment, and Yang Feng had a moment of loss of consciousness, thinking, don't look at her being a peerless scholar, she seems to be living unhappy.

"What are you looking at?"

Nie Qing saw Yang Feng's absent gaze, her pretty face became hot.

"Nothing, go."

The two walked into Zhou Weiguo's office. Zhou Weiguo sat on the leather sofa. A guard poured water on the two and was sent away by Zhou Weiguo.

"Just sit down." Zhou Weiguo said politely.

The two nodded, still standing straight.

"Xiaoqing, your body..."

Zhou Weiguo stood up and asked.

"Uncle Zhou, it's okay."

Nie Qing smiled and shook his head, and glanced at Yang Feng meaningfully.

Zhou Weiguo nodded slightly: "It's fine. With your two skills, there is no suspense in the top three who fight freely. I hope to see you stay behind and have confidence in other links and answer me loudly."

"Have!"

The two men spoke in unison.Yang Feng disagreed, and the soldiers liked to do this. He couldn't imagine the daily life of a military couple.

"Well, go ahead and participate in the selection in your best condition."

Zhou Weiguo waved away the two.

Nie Qing saluted, and Yang Feng did a good job. Finally, the two raised their feet and walked out.

"You two," they just walked to the door and heard Zhou Weiguo's voice. The two stopped and turned their heads. Zhou Weiguo continued, "Get along well, today will be fine."

Nie Qing quickly turned around, stroked his hot cheeks, and walked away quickly.

Yang Feng was a little confused and didn't understand why Zhou Weiguo had said this. He shook his head and walked to the indoor shooting range, where he joined Fang Guohao and Er Chen.

The three of them were waiting for him. Someone was playing in front of him. Reports and gunshots were endless.

Finally it was their turn. The four stood in a row with a pile of pistols in front of them. Domestically produced from May 4th to 1992, foreign ones include Wangba Box, Shaying, and'lo'k.

There was also a soldier with a stopwatch in front of each person. The soldier requested that three guns be disassembled at the same time and then assembled.

The soldiers started, and the four of them drove away.

Dismantling guns is a big hobby of Yang Feng. During his time in Hong Kong, he played when he was free. At that moment, he enjoyed the feeling very much. Besides, there was also a gold-plated Browning in his ring, which he often A big deal.

The soldiers were dazzled for a while, and Yang Feng completely dismantled the Desert Eagle, Type 92, and Wangba Box. At this time, Fang Guohao, the fastest, had just half dismantled the second gun.

The soldiers even forgot to time the clock.

Yang Feng glanced at his "referee" and said that he was ready to organize guns.

The soldier nodded, dazzled again, and the three guns were assembled.

The soldier took a deep breath: "Check the barrel, reload, and shoot."

Yang Feng pressed the bullet with both hands at the same time, the 92-style magazine was loaded, and the Shaying and Wangba boxes were also loaded.

"Report, request shooting."

"agree!"

At this moment, Fang Guohao had just assembled the third gun, and Er Chen was still half a step slower. They regretted that they were competing with Yang Feng at the same time. They were full of sweat and pressure.

"Pong Pang..."

This metamorphosis, left-handed 92 style, right-handed Shaying, and shot at the same time, also occupied Chen Fugui's head target.

After Shaying finished the fight, he changed the king's box. Finally, both hands shot empty bullets at the same time, checked the barrel, put down the gun and shouted: "Report, the shooting is complete."

Seeing that there was a bullet hole in the center of the two human head targets, the soldier bit his index finger and watched Yang Feng's figure walk out the door and blend into the sunlight. He knew that a soldier king had been born.

Yang Feng strolled around in the camp. In the daytime, he only knew that the camp occupies a very large area. When he climbed to the roof, he could see the snow-covered West Mountain.

"metamorphosis."

"Quite abnormal."

"Super abnormal."

Three voices sounded behind him, one sentence for each person, without turning his head, Yang Feng knew that it was Fang Guohao and Er Chen.

Three young men climbed onto the roof, and there was a cauldron not far away. The four faced southeast, bathing in the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

In spite of the cold wind, the flames in the chest of the young people are still frozen, as well as the longing for the future.

"Yang Feng, why is it so fast, should you be so accurate? Talk about it."

Fang Guohao didn't give up, and the result of the game basically came out. He was just overwhelmed by Yang Feng and he was quite dissatisfied.

"Have you read "The Oil Soldier"?"

Yang Feng asked with a smile, and the sun reflected in his eyes, which was brilliant.

"The oil seller, what is it?" Fang Guohao shook his head blankly.

"It's a text." Chen Fugui said.

"Yang Feng wants to say that practice makes perfect." Chen Dazhuang explained.

Fang Guohao nodded and shook his head: "Then tell me, how can you be so accurate, two dozen bullets pass through two bullet holes."

"Aim with heart, man and gun are one."

"Pretend!" Fang Guohao pouted, "You are just a gun."

"You are more alike. I don't know that the following is disproportionate."

Yang Feng chuckled and stared under Fang Guohao.

"Of course!" Fang Guohao said with a stubborn neck, but he seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"Hey, it turns out that you guys are here, which made me look for it. The game is over. Commander Zhou is going to comment and let everyone pass."

Nie Qing finished speaking in one breath, panting, about Mo came running.

"Aren't there speakers?"

Yang Feng said lightly, and the four of them put their shoulders on their backs and walked off the roof without even looking at Nie Qing.

"hateful!"

Nie Qing clenched his fists and grinned at Yang Feng's back, "Is this girl really a microphone?"

A mouse that went out for food passed by, and Nie Qing kicked it away, and the mouse burped on the spot.

In fact, Nie Qing regretted it when she got out, but unfortunately, the mouse still became the object of her anger.

Nie Qing squatted down, pulled the mouse who had already let go, and murmured: "I'm sorry, you must be a mouse mother, don't blame me, I was so angry with Yang Feng, tusk, it's freezing cold this day. What about your children, forget it, don’t worry, I will be responsible for sending them to see you."

Looking at the time, it is estimated that Zhou Weiguo has been on stage, and she rushed back.

Zhou Weiguo's comments were lackluster, and the shortlist was first announced, and half of the competition was eliminated. He suddenly complained and complained.

Although Zhou Weiguo made a guarantee, many prospective players were still unacceptable when he learned that he was eliminated.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Weiguo announced the top three list, Yang Feng firmly ranked first, and the second place was thrown away by Fang Guohao, and Tanhua Nie Qing almost bit Fang Guohao's tail.

The top three are released and everyone admires them.

Next, Zhou Weiguo made a summary and encouragement, I hope everyone will guard against arrogance and rashness, and compare real results and levels in the following links.

After the disbandment, Fang Guohao looked at the eliminated comrades and said with grief: "It's too cruel to eliminate half of it all at once. Commander Zhou is a little bit improper in doing this.

"This afternoon will be more cruel."

Nie Qing came over and looked at Fang Guohao with a sneer: "I hope we can meet."

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Qing."

Zhou Weiguo shouted from a distance and walked over.

Everyone saluted.

Zhou Weiguo faintly returned his salute, saying: "You two should not play in the free fight in the afternoon, lest you hurt other comrades."

Yang Feng and Nie Qing looked at each other and couldn't say a word.

"Haha," Fang Guohao happily jumped three feet high, he clenched his fist and said: "Then it depends on how I beat the heroes!"