Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

Target practice lasted a whole week. During this week, Mo Erya carried the heavy wooden barn and rolled in the mud every day. He was covered in mud and injured all day long.

Fortunately, the plasters sponsored by Wu Meiyao allowed Mo Erya to survive the heavy training every day, and he was alive and kicking every day, with enviable energy.

Mo Erya lived happily every day. The only thing that bothered her was...

Uh...the clothes get dirty very quickly every day. She doesn't have many clothes to begin with. It's winter again, and the clothes are not easy to dry after washing. She almost has no clothes to change!

She had no choice but to change and wash the clothes inside frequently. As for the outer clothes, she could only wear them day after day. If there was really no other way, she could change them again, or wait until the clothes were dry and there were replacements.

Fortunately... During the military training, everyone was about the same. Although she was dirty, she was not the most dirty, so Mo Erya confidently ignored this little annoyance.

These are not as important as the assessment at the end of the seven-day training.

……

February 1978, 2, the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, is suitable for: getting married, moving, opening a business, praying for blessings, and breaking ground.

The Lantern Festival had just been celebrated the day before, and everyone was immersed in the joyful and festive atmosphere of the previous day. In addition, this day was another rare sunny day in winter.

Most people were in a very good mood, especially Mo Erya, because today was the end of target practice and the day of assessment. Mo Erya had already been eager to try. She wanted to see the results of her training during this period.

Qiong Niang was indifferent. It didn't make much difference to her whether it was an exam or a practice. As for Wu Meiyao, although she was familiar with Mo Erya and Qiong Niang, she was no longer as reserved in front of them. But when facing other people, he is still too reserved.

"The one-week target shooting training is over. Today is the day to accept your learning results this week. Are you ready?"

Zhang Yongwu stood in front of the team with his hands behind his back, looking at the group of people in front of him who were either nervous, serious, anxious or excited? ...with a face that calmly swept his gaze from Mo Erya.

"Ready!"

No matter how everyone is feeling or how well prepared they are, the exam is about to take place right now, and everyone can only grit their teeth and get on with it.

"Each person shoots ten targets. Those who fail to pass the [-]th ring or below will have their credits deducted!"

"what……"

There was a howling sound from below.

"It's useless to scream. What did you do when I asked you to practice seriously? Now you know how to scream? Ha, it's too late!"

Zhang Yongwu's cold face, coupled with his cold voice, made him pour cold water from head to toe before the exam started.

Zhang Yongwu took out the paper and pen that he had prepared a long time ago, "I will call those whose names are called out! Go get the weapons yourself, then go to the designated position and prepare."

"Roger that!"

Everyone answered loudly.

Zhang Yongwu raised his head and glanced at the thirty people in front of him, "Mo Nian, get out of the queue."

"To!"

Mo Erya jogged and ran directly out of the team. He stood at attention in front of Zhang Yongwu first, saluted a military salute, then ran directly to the place where the weapons were placed. Following the order, he picked up the first wooden warehouse. Designate a location, lie down directly, then aim, load the gun, and finally pull the trigger. This set of actions is very smooth and very simple.

"Bang bang bang..."

Mo Erya hit ten targets in one breath, then stood up, put Mucang back to its original position, and jogged back to his position in the team.

Zhang Yongwu finally showed a smile on his face, "96 rings, well done."

"Thank you, Coach Zhang. I will continue to work hard."

Mo Erya grinned.

"Wu Meiyao, come out!"

"To!"

Wu Mei took a deep breath and walked out of the queue directly. Her speed was even faster than Mo Erya's, her movements were crisp and neat, without any stagnation.

Being watched by so many people made Wu Mei feel quite uncomfortable. She just wanted to finish the assessment quickly so that she could return to her place. She didn't want to have this feeling of being watched for one more minute!

From the time she stepped out of the queue, to finishing ten targets, and then returning to the team, the whole process took less than 2 minutes.

It was so fast that afterimages appeared.

Zhang Yongwu:......

I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth, "97 rings, keep it up."

Wu Meiyao breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Mo Erya silently gave her a thumbs up and whispered: "Beautiful waist, you hit really well, so powerful!"

"Xiong Niang, come out!"

Qiong Niang has a completely different style of painting from Mo Erya and Wu Meiyao. She is beautiful and looks very good in every action. Even the action of carrying the wooden warehouse is much prettier than others.

All the boys majoring in combat stared at Qiong Niang with great interest. Sure enough, she was good-looking and whatever she did was pleasing to the eye.

Knowing that Qiong Niang had finished the assessment and had returned to the team, many people had not yet recovered from the scene just now.

"95 rings, not bad."

Qiong Niang was still calm, as if she didn't care about her grades, but Mo Erya and Wu Meiyao were very happy for her.

The three girls in the class have completed the assessment and their results are quite good. This makes the boys in the class very stressed. One or two of them performed their best during the assessment!

But after everyone finished the assessment, no one broke Wu Mei's best score of 97 waist rings, and there was even one who only scored 58 rings and failed.

This made Zhang Yongwu frown. Not only did he deduct the credits from the failed male student, he also took him away to strengthen training alone.

After the assessment, instructor Zhang took the students to practice again, and Mo Erya and the others got a rare rest.

There were several male classmates in the class, so they met and walked up to Mo Erya and the three of them. They looked at Qiong Niang with red and dark faces, pushing me and pushing you.

"Um...Classmate Qiong Niang, will you be free when...can I invite you to the cafeteria for dinner?"

After several male voices finished speaking, they looked at Qiong Niang eagerly with a look of anticipation on their faces.

Qiong Niang frowned and didn't like them very much, but considering that they were classmates after all and would never see each other without looking up, she didn't say anything too outrageous.

He shook his head coldly and refused, "I don't have time."

After thinking for a while, he added, "I don't have time today, I don't have time tomorrow, and I won't have time in the future. If you ask me, I don't have time."

"Why?"

The group of boys who finally plucked up the courage to join us were all shocked. Could it be that there were so many men among them, and that none of them were attracted to Qiong Niang?

Qiong Niang raised her eyes and glanced at them lightly, "It's too ugly. Even if it's not as good-looking as me, it's okay in every aspect!"

The boys after listening:...

The boys wandering around, preparing to observe:...

It was so heartbreaking that there was no way to survive and no chance was given to them. They couldn't help but want to hug their poor self. It was so miserable to be rejected~