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Chapter 0065: The 7th Company Enters Intensive Training

After doing 353 abdominal barbell rolls, Xu Sanduo's entire spirit changed. The cowardly soldier who used to doubt himself and lack confidence was now filled with the feeling of becoming stronger. As a result, the performance of Class 3 gradually improved, and the most direct manifestation of this was that the little flag returned to Class 3.

"This time, we absolutely cannot let someone take away our 'Advanced Class Collective' title!"

When the soldiers of the third platoon vowed to defend this honor, Zheng Yingqi abandoned all distractions and threw himself into the intense training.

With the regimental headquarters about to send people to investigate the pilot project of the 7th Company, as one of the first precision marksmen to try this out, if I falter at a critical moment, it will be a disgrace to the entire 7th Company and a stain on its honor!

There were six marksmen in the row. When Zheng Yingqi went crazy with extra training, the other five had to accompany him, even if they were exhausted to the point of vomiting blood. The marksmen, who should have been superior in the marksman hierarchy, ended up living a life "worse than pigs and dogs".

"Pigs can eat and sleep all they want, what about us?"

"Even dogs can lie down for a while during the day, what about us?"

Sharpshooters make this self-deprecating remark.

They thought the intense extra training was bad enough, but their company commander finally unleashed his long-planned trump card and started a new round of training for the entire company.

That morning, before dawn, the entire Seventh Company assembled fully armed—awakened by the whistle of an emergency assembly. The six marksmen, who had undergone extremely intensive training, did not fall behind others in the emergency assembly, but the more than half a month of high-intensity training had still left them severely exhausted. The six men in the team were dozing off as if they had not woken up properly.

Shi Jin glanced at his watch and confirmed that it was only 5:20.

"Get ready, let's run five kilometers—to point 3, then head to the firing range. Once you're at the range, collect your live ammunition and start shooting!" Gao Cheng announced this unprecedented training method in front of the entire company. The soldiers couldn't help but recall the scene when Zheng Yingqi and his team were being assessed; it seemed the company commander had learned from their experience.

"This time, the target practice... the results will probably be absolutely terrible..."

The soldiers were terrified. The soldiers of the Seventh Company were all proud soldiers. After witnessing Zheng Yingqi's assessment method, they had all tried it in private. Even without live ammunition, they could guess the results from the trembling hands.

"These guys are going to steal the show today!"

The soldiers felt envious and jealous when they thought about the similar training Zheng Yingqi and his men had undergone, and their eyes couldn't help but turn to the six marksmen in the row—but the result surprised them even more. The six handsome guys in the row all looked confused.

Only then did they realize that these six boys had been training like crazy lately!

Gao Cheng, dressed like the soldiers, was fully loaded with standard gear—the standard gear of the Steel Seventh Company. He gave the order: "Move out!"

The entire Seventh Company was like a hundred or so warhorses galloping out.

Hong Xingguo, leading his cooking squad, watched the procession surge out, a wry smile playing on his lips: Old Gao, you really are…

Which other company commander would be willing to endure this hardship? But Gao Cheng readily accepted the task. Hong Xingguo even tried to persuade him, saying that as a company commander, he didn't need to act like a soldier.

Gao Cheng proudly declared: "I am the company commander of the Seventh Steel Company. I cannot be inferior to others! The company commander of the Seventh Company cannot be made of clay!"

The cooks watched the departing column with mixed feelings. They wanted to be one of them, but they were among the first to be eliminated.

"Sigh, it's really true that people are different..." one of the cooks sighed. In other units, they wouldn't have been able to get into the cookhouse, would they?

Hong Xingguo laughed and said, "The division of labor in revolutionary work may differ, but our cooking squad has a very important responsibility. The entire company's stomachs depend on us! Don't worry about it, get in the car, let's go!"

Once on the mess vehicle, the cooks felt somewhat fortunate; compared to others with two legs, they were actually quite lucky.

……

The distance from the playground to point 3 and then to the shooting range is definitely not five kilometers.

"It's about six kilometers away, everyone please allocate your energy wisely!" Shi Jin said to the group.

Zheng Yingqi seemed not to hear and continued running ahead. From the first day he joined the company, he ran five kilometers. Every five kilometers, Zheng Yingqi was always in the lead. Although he was always killed by Wu Liuyi in the end, Zheng Yingqi leading the way in the five kilometers became the unwavering style of the third squad.

This time, however, things were a bit bad. After running about three kilometers, Zheng Yingqi gradually fell behind, while Gan Xiaoning, who could usually easily kill Bai Tiejun, was now being dragged down by Cheng Yongjun.

"Squad leader, those two have been training too hard lately, and they're seriously exhausted. If this continues, they're going to mess up today's five-kilometer run." Bai Tiejun said to Shi Jin, panting heavily. It's been more than half a year since they joined the company, and the new recruits have become veterans. The reduced burden treatment is long gone, and Bai Tiejun, fully equipped, is struggling to run, even worse than Xu Sanduo.

Despite his thin and weak appearance, Xu Sanduo is much stronger than him in the five-kilometer weightlifting race!

Shi Jin immediately ordered, "Distribute their load and drag them both along!"

Several veterans stepped forward to help Gan Xiaoning with his load, and Gan Xiaoning didn't hesitate to let his comrades lighten his load, but Zheng Yingqi refused their kindness:

"No need! I...I can...I can manage!"

"Stubborn to the end, suffering for it!" Wu Liuyi muttered irritably. Zheng Yingqi smiled bitterly to himself, thinking that this was just a preview of the "hellish training."

Although the team arrived at the firing range in a scattered manner, not a single person from each squad was left behind, faithfully carrying out the Seventh Steel Company's motto of "Never abandon, never give up".

Gao Cheng led a second-platoon marksman and the second-platoon soldiers into the firing range. It was still dark and the conditions for shooting were not ideal, but Gao Cheng still ordered the entire company to get on the ammunition trucks, collect ammunition, and take their firing positions to prepare for firing.

"Old Gao, the visibility is poor, the shooting conditions are terrible." Hong Xingguo advised, seeing that it was not even six o'clock yet, the shooting conditions were too bad!

"Results aren't important; we need to get them used to shooting in harsh weather and environments! There will never be the best conditions in war!" Gao Cheng insisted, leaving Hong Xingguo with no choice but to give up.

After receiving their ammunition, each platoon took their firing positions. The target practice distance was not far, only 100 meters, but the weather was strange. At that distance, they could only vaguely see the outline of the target. The soldiers were stunned. How... how were they supposed to shoot?

During his inspection, Gao Cheng saw the soldiers hesitating as they aimed at the targets and said, "In actual combat, under these conditions, can't we fire? Do we have to tell the enemy we can't aim at you now and we'll wait until dawn to fire?"

The soldiers couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, they began to concentrate on aiming.

Zheng Yingqi was also aiming at his target—this time the marksmen were using the Type 81 rifle instead of the modified Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, so their targets, like everyone else's, were standard 100-meter targets.

Having become accustomed to shooting after strenuous exercise, Zheng Yingqi was the first to pull the trigger and then began firing single shots in a very rhythmic manner. However, this time the interval between shots was longer than usual, about four or five seconds.

"Holy crap, is this guy even human?"

Hearing Zheng Yingqi's highly rhythmic firing, the soldiers couldn't help but curse under their breath. Was this guy even human? How could he maintain such a fast firing rhythm under these conditions? Wasn't he afraid of missing the target entirely?

Influenced by Zheng Yingqi, the soldiers dared not aim for even half a minute after each shot, and could only try to shoot as fast as possible. When the results came out, the soldiers were dumbfounded. They could usually score 85 rings or more with their eyes closed, but today most of them were hovering around 20 or 30 rings, and a lot of them missed the target with four or five out of ten bullets.

The clerk quickly compiled the grades from the class monitors. Gao Cheng wasn't too surprised when he saw the report cards; the poor grades were within his expectations.

If the whole company can achieve good results, why bother with this training?

Hong Xingguo was particularly interested in the first platoon of the pilot test. He asked, "Old Gao, how are the first platoon's marksmen doing?"

"It's alright." Gao Cheng casually handed the score sheet to Hong Xingguo. Hong Xingguo was stunned when he saw it. Zheng Yingqi, who was ranked first, had actually scored 78 points. Compared to the average score of 29.3, Zheng Yingqi's score was almost heaven-defying!

"The marksmen are doing well, averaging around 67 rings. Hmm, with some targeted training, they should be able to improve even further!" Gao Cheng felt more confident. If the marksmen could achieve such results, then the rest of the company could too!