After a moment of fury, Wang Bing looked at the wooden stake in front of him, suddenly lowered his voice and said with a wry smile to Chen Lu beside him: "Deputy deputy, can I ask for leave?"

Chen Lu: "Why?"

Wang Bing raised his hands still wrapped in gauze.

"I can do it in my dreams."

Chen Lu glanced at Wang Bing and said seriously.

Wang Bing: "..."

Beside the two of them, other recruits who were paying attention to their chat had their throats rolling, thinking about how to continue driving stakes with their injured fists, and they were desperate.

"Keep moving forward, don't stop."

Yang Song, who was walking beside the team, suddenly spoke.

"This..."

Chen Lu was stunned.

Isn’t it piling today?

The other recruits were overjoyed, and the pace at the front of the line was a little faster.

After a while, under Yang Song's order, the team stopped at a new training ground.

Not far from them, there was a row of walls piled with sandbags, seven or eight meters long and about one meter high, with two deep pits dug at an angle of 90 degrees below.

A few dozen meters in front of the sandbag, there are two parallel white lines.

There are also different signs erected in each area, which read the words assembly area, warning area, firing area, throwing area, etc.

Wait, this is the pitcher training ground.

Is today a training bomb drop?

Chen Lu quickly realized that it was indeed the veteran squad leader's thoughts. Don't guess, life is full of surprises.

At this time, Yang Song stood in front of the team and said seriously: "Today we will conduct a new training mission, bombing training."

Suddenly, some people in the team were happy and some were sad.

After all, there is no need to drive piles anymore, but every time the recruit company starts a new project, there will be surprises.

"Let me first give you some knowledge about bombing."

Yang Song then motioned to his assistant to get him a grenade, and then said, "Grenade is a very dangerous weapon. It can hurt the enemy as well as yourself, so the correct posture of throwing the bomb is very important."

"There are postures such as standing posture, kneeling posture and lying posture for bombing. Today you only need to learn one posture, which is the standing posture."

At this time, Yang Song took a black grenade handed over by his partner, raised it up, and said loudly: "Look carefully. Before dropping the bomb, you need to turn on the safety..."

While talking, Yang Song slowly demonstrated, grabbing the grenade with his right hand, pulling it out of the lock with his left hand, releasing the safety, and pulling out the safety pin.

Wang Bing watched with interest and said with a smile: "Nowadays, the technology of counterfeiting is getting better and better. I never thought that this grenade could be made to look like the real one."

Tieniu licked his mouth: "Maybe it's true."

Wang Bing scolded: "Can you be smarter? The company commander is giving us a demonstration. Can you use live ammunition?"

"Well, it should be fake."

The flea nodded.

Chen Lu didn't think much about it.

At this time, Yang Song continued: "I saw the two white lines in front of me. They were 30 meters and 40 meters. 30 meters passed, and 40 meters was excellent."

"Shrapnel 30 meters away is not dangerous to people lying down. After all bombs are dropped, you must find a bunker and lie down as soon as possible."

After saying that, Yang Song walked to the sandbag, stepped back to detonate the bomb, waved his arms and clasped his wrists, and then immediately squatted down to hide in one go.

The dark grenade drew an arc in the air, and within two breaths, it landed some distance away from the 40-meter white line.

Assembly area.

Such great power... Chen Lu couldn't help but take another look at Yang Song.

At this time, Chen Lu also heard a recruit muttering: "This is a drill bomb, it must be fake."

"It's false, but the company commander was lost really far, maybe 50 meters."

Soon, other recruits joined in.

Fake?

Chen Lu originally thought it was a practice bomb, but with his extremely sensitive facial features, he could clearly see the grenade falling on the ground.

Chen Lu frowned.

Boom!

Suddenly, a grenade exploded in the distance, the whole ground shook, a cloud of thick smoke rose, and a deep pit was exposed on the ground.

Everyone trembled and retreated, and some fell directly to the ground.

"Damn it! This is true."

"I'm scared to death. Who said this grenade is fake?"

The assembly area exploded, and some people were patting their chests and looking pale.

Chen Lu was also frightened so much that his heart stopped and his expression changed again and again.

Damn it, the company commander must have done it on purpose... He smiled helplessly, veterans in the army really wear bras like sows, one set after another.

After today, Chen Lu was sure that all the recruits at the scene would remember the scene in front of them.

At this time, Yang Song stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked back.

Seeing everyone's embarrassment, Yang Song said with a satisfied smile: "This is so scary, grenades are nothing, there are cannons."

Everyone was speechless.

However, this educational effect is very good. No need to remind everyone in the following training, everyone will be very vigilant.

After Yang Song emphasized the safety precautions and bomb-dropping techniques to everyone, he then ordered that bomb-dropping training be conducted in class units. The squad leader of each class served as the safety officer, and the instructor was responsible for recording the results.

firing area.

In the third team waiting to receive the grenades, Tienniu, with beads of sweat on his forehead and his throat rolling, looked at Chen Lu and asked: "Brother Lu, do you think the grenades given to us are also real grenades?"

Chen Lu shook his head: "No."

Are you kidding?

He didn't dare to say it in the future. Now it was the first time for them to touch grenades. If this was a drill with real ammunition, they didn't know how many would have to be carried away.

"But the company commander didn't say to use fake ammunition?"

Tieniu is still worried.

"I'm scared too."

Zhang Laifu trembled and said, he was one of those who was so frightened that he just fell to the ground.

Wang Bing rolled his eyes at them and cursed: "Why do you want to be a soldier if you are so afraid of death? Just go home and raise pigs."

Flea came up and said, "Brother Bing, I saw you jump just now."

Wang Bing: "..."

"Hurry up later."

At this moment, the veteran who fired the ammunition shouted.

Zhang Laifu stepped forward helplessly and took the grenade handed over by the veteran, his palms full of sweat.

"It's fake, don't be so nervous."

The veteran who fired the bullet obviously saw Zhang Laifu's nervousness and chuckled.

Zhang Laifu smiled reluctantly.

……

Soon, Zhang Laifu stood in the throwing area.

"Bombs cannot be thrown far by just relying on the strength of the arms. Pay attention to the strength of the waist, integrate the waist and legs, and finally throw it out with the arms."

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As a safety officer, Xu Jiang stood beside Zhang Laifu and reminded him.

Zhang Laifu nodded, tremblingly opened the safety, then took a run, and quickly threw the grenade in his hand towards the white line in front.

The grenade hit the ground, but it didn't go beyond the first white line.

Zhang Laifu stood up and looked at this scene and almost cried.

In fact, you can't blame him. He hasn't recovered from the panic just now. Now, his hands and feet are weak.

"21 meters."
To be continued...