My Military Career in a Parallel World

Holding the gun, Jiang Chen tried his best to stop his arms from shaking, but the more he thought about it, the more his arms shook. Looking at Li Qiang, whose face was also flushed, Jiang Chen squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Qiangzi, are you still okay? I can't hold on any longer!"

"I've reached my limit!" These few words seemed to have used up his last bit of strength. As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qiang's arm holding the Type 81 rifle went limp, and the bullet casing standing on the muzzle fell to the ground with a clink.

"Li Qiang, add five minutes!" Li Gang walked over with a smile.

Unexpectedly, this time he did not ask everyone to resume their gun-holding posture immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiang Chen and said with a smile: "Jiang Chen, can you still hold on? If you can't, you can just admit defeat. You are the deputy squad leader and have privileges. I will decide. The bullet shell that fell to the ground will not be counted as time!"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath to steady his shaking arms and whispered, "Report!"

"Tell me!" Li Gang looked at him with interest.

"Report to the squad leader, there is only Jiang Chen who died in battle, there is no Jiang Chen who surrendered!" Jiang Chen said without hesitation.

It’s not that he has such a high level of awareness now, he is simply afraid of being cheated by Li Gang.

Ever since Li Gang became the deputy squad leader, he has been trying every possible way to mess with me.

Jiang Chen dared to guarantee that if he really dared to give in, Li Gang would definitely come up with more perverted ways to torture him.

"Very good, you have guts!" Li Gang clapped his hands with a smile, then turned to the others and said, "Learn from this, all of you, follow your deputy monitor and learn well. This is what a real man does!"

Without giving others a chance to reply, Li Gang continued, "Come, gather around and keep an eye on the bullet shell on the muzzle of your deputy squad leader's gun. How long you can rest depends on how long your deputy squad leader can hold on!"

"Huh?!" (black question mark face.jpg)

Jiang Chen had a confused look on his face. His arm, which had just stabilized, could not help but tremble, causing the bullet shell on the muzzle to sway, as if it could fall off at any time.

Looking at the shaking shell, the other recruits in Class 5 were all nervous, fearing that the shell would fall to the ground in the next second.

"Deputy squad leader, you have to stay steady! I can't even lift my arms. Let me rest for a while, just a while..." Chu Fei couldn't help muttering as he stared at the shell on the muzzle of the gun.

The performance of others was not much better. Including Li Qiang, everyone was already close to their limit. Not to mention maintaining the gun-holding posture, even moving their arms was a bit difficult.

"Shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I will let you go right now!" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth.

"No, deputy squad leader, no, Brother Jiang, Brother Chen, you have to hold on, ten minutes, no, five minutes, just five minutes will be enough!" Li Qiang, who was the last one to rest, said hurriedly.

"Shut up, everyone. Go to the side and take a rest. I should be able to hold on for a few more minutes!"

"Thank you, Deputy Class Leader!"

"Thank you, Brother Chen. I am so grateful for saving my life!"

"From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to chase a dog, I will never catch a chicken!"

In order to gain more rest time, several people said all the nice things they could.

Ignoring everyone's antics, Jiang Chen squinted his eyes to prevent the sweat from his forehead from flowing into his eyes. He took a deep breath, squeezed out the last bit of strength left in his body, and steadied his trembling arms.

Li Gang witnessed Jiang Chen's performance throughout. As he turned and left, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

As time passed, Jiang Chen felt as if his arm was no longer his own. The muscles in his arm began to tremble involuntarily, with the amplitude increasing.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen's arm holding the gun dropped down.

clap clap clap...

"Not bad. You can hold the gun for more than fifty minutes for the first time. That's very good!" Li Gang clapped his hands and walked in front of the people.

"Squad leader..." Sitting on the ground and wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jiang Chen opened his mouth to say something.

Li Gang waved his hand to signal him not to speak, turned his head and looked at the others and said, "It's almost time to rest, now continue to practice with your guns and finish the rest of your time!"

"Yes!" Everyone stood up quickly after hearing that. Jiang Chen was just about to get up when he saw Li Gang waving his hand to signal him that he could continue to rest. Jiang Chen did not force himself to do so as he really needed to rest for a while.

After everyone else got into position with their guns, Li Gang continued, "Li Qiang, 35 minutes left, Chu Fei, 55 minutes left, Zhang Meng, 45 minutes left... Jiang Chen, 20 minutes left."

After explaining the remaining time for everyone to hold their guns, Li Gang continued, "There is still an hour and a half before dinner. Time is short, so I won't reload your shells..."

After Li Gang finished the first half of his sentence, everyone was quite happy, thinking that Li Dapao had finally shown mercy. But when he said the second half of his sentence, everyone's faces immediately turned dark.

"I'll change the kettles for you. Each of you can hang one. Finish the remaining time, and then we'll call it a day and go home."

As he spoke, Li Gang took out ten water bottles from behind him and hung them on the muzzles of everyone's guns one by one, just like performing magic.

As soon as the kettle was hung up, the muzzle of the gun sank immediately. The action of holding the gun, which originally only required ease to maintain, now required some strength to keep it maintained.

"Just a reminder, you only have an hour and a half. When the last person finishes, we will end the training.

If you miss dinner time, you will go hungry!"

"Ah, squad leader, no!" Sun Weichen, who had a certain obsession with eating, immediately wailed.

"Haha, Sun Weicheng, let me remind you that you have the longest remaining time among all the people. Whether you can have a meal depends on you."

"Yes!" Sun Weichen quickly shut his mouth and dared not say anything more.

At this point, how could everyone not understand that this matter was a trap set by Li Gang from the beginning to the end.

If a shell falls out, it will take five minutes more to hold the gun for one hour. Given the current physical fitness of the recruits, it is almost impossible for them to hold the gun for one hour in one go. The longer it goes, the easier it is to make mistakes, and the more time will be accumulated.

Until everyone couldn't hold on any longer, he stood up to be a good guy, cancelled the penalty for accumulated time, and replaced the bullet shell with a water bottle.

At this time, the longer you can hold on, the fewer shells will fall, and naturally the easier it will be.

But are things really that simple?

……

After lying on the ground and resting for a while and feeling that his arms were not so sore anymore, Jiang Chen stood up and prepared to complete the rest of his gun-holding time.

At this moment, Li Gang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "I'll remind you again, you are a group, you must wait until the last person finishes before you can end the training. There is still one hour and fifteen minutes before dinner, and the person with the longest time still has a full hour left."

Sun Weichen had accumulated too much time, and with the weight of a kettle on the muzzle of the gun, he had to put it down and rest for a few minutes after a while.

If they continue like this, there is no doubt that they will go hungry at night!

Thinking of this, I recalled what Li Gang had just said.

Jiang Chen paused while holding the kettle. He seemed to understand what Li Gang meant.

Others might not have reacted yet, but Jiang Chen, who had been baptized by countless military film and television dramas, immediately understood what he wanted to express.

Collective, this is the word you can hear every day after joining the army. It is also a word that the company commander, instructor, platoon leader, squad leader, and every veteran soldier often says.

Only when you understand the meaning of these two words can you be considered a qualified soldier.

……

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?!"

Sun Weicheng said in confusion as he watched Jiang Chen take the water bottle from the muzzle of his gun.

"Nothing, a kettle is too light, I'll just add more water for myself!"

After saying this, without giving Sun Weicheng a chance to speak, Jiang Chen directly hung two water bottles on the muzzle of his gun and assumed the action of holding the gun.

Zhang Meng looked at Jiang Chen, then at Sun Weicheng, and seemed to understand something.

After calculating the time he had left, Zhang Meng put down his gun and walked to He Wenjie's side.

"Mosquito, give me your water bottle, I want to add more too!" Zhang Meng said with a smile, showing his big white teeth.

"I..." He Wenjie opened his mouth and wanted to say "I can", but when he was about to say it, the pain in his arm made him swallow his words back.

"Thank you!" He Wenjie's eyes were slightly red.

"Thanks for nothing, we're all brothers. When the recruit training is over, just treat me to a cigarette!" Zhang Meng waved his hand as if he didn't care.

"Feizai, can you still hold on?" Li Qiang looked at Chu Fei beside him and asked.

Chu Fei glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Haha, even if you can't handle it, I can handle it! Go and do your own thing!"

"Tsk, just keep talking tough!"

After saying that, Li Qiang also took the initiative to find Zhou Xinghai, who also had poor physical fitness.

"Qiangzi, there's really no need. Go help Zhao Feihang and Lin Wenbo. I can still handle it!" Zhou Xinghai wanted to refuse, but Li Qiang didn't give him a chance to refuse.

"Nonsense, look at your arms, they're shaking like Parkinson's disease, and you're still being stubborn. Give it to me now!" Li Qiang took the water bottle off the muzzle of Zhou Xinghai's gun without saying a word.

Before leaving, perhaps to protect his self-esteem, Li Qiang added: "I don't want to be outdone by Jiang Chen. I want to try the position of deputy monitor!"

"Then you have to try harder. I won't stand here waiting for you!" Jiang Chen turned his head and said with a smile after hearing that.

"Haha, clean your anus and wait for me to blow you up!"

"Fuck off!"

……

Chu Fei and Luo Ming originally wanted to help other comrades, but considering that they both had a lot of time left due to some reasons, they might need help from others in the end, so they decided not to cause trouble for others.

His figure was hidden in the shadow of dusk. Listening to the noise of the new recruits playing not far away, the smile on Li Gang's face grew brighter.

Why do everyone like good soldiers? Because a good soldier can often lead other soldiers around him to develop in a good direction.

The military is not an American blockbuster. It does not need so-called heroes, let alone lone wolves.

……

After rushing for a long time, I finally made it to dinner time.

After dinner, there is still the half-hour news broadcast every day on time, and then it is time for the instructor’s class.

However, this time, just before the end of the get out of class, the instructor suddenly dropped a "bomb" without any warning.

"I'd like to inform you that on Friday night, the company will organize a small test based on what you have been studying recently.

The examination contents include, but are not limited to, the Internal Service Regulations, the Discipline Regulations, the Queue Regulations, the Confidentiality Regulations, the Firearms Use Regulations, etc.

"By the way, the ideological and political topics I usually teach in class are also within the scope of the exam. Remember to read your class notes more when you go back."

After saying that, the instructor turned around and left the classroom, leaving the bewildered recruits staring at each other silently, as if a thousand horses were galloping through their hearts.

PS: I should have more free time after May Day, and the daily update will increase from 4,000 to 6,000 words, one chapter each morning and evening.