Throughout the middle of the day, Li Zheng sat cross-legged on the ground with the other comrades of the sniper squad doing an extremely boring thing - dividing rice grains.
The veterans made light work of it and quickly divided it, calling out the report.
Those who had divided it well could go back to the platoon room and go to sleep.
The slowest of all was of course Li Zheng and Zhang Jian.
This one point, actually a noon winked past.
When they were done, the afternoon wake-up call came from the camp's loudspeaker.
I thought that the distribution of grains of rice was already enough of a grind, but I didn't realize that even more grind was still to come. At noon on the second day, Hou Jun assembled the sniper squad again, took the rice grains that had been divided yesterday, and asked each person to bring a needle and a piece of thread from the sewing kit.
The training content had changed, yesterday it was dividing the rice grains, today Hou Jun's requirement was to thread 30 grains of rice together with a piece of thread.
This meant that the needle had to be used to drill holes in the rice grains before they could be strung together.
30 grains of rice, sounds really not much.
But when it came to the real thing, Li Zheng realized that it was even more maddening than the rice grains.
Rice is so big a grain, the texture is very hard but also very brittle, the needle is too fierce will poke rice, if too light, and drilling can not penetrate the old half a day can not drill a. This can be fatal.
This can be fatal.
The veterans in the sniper squad took 40 minutes to complete the mission, which was incredibly fast.
But Li Zheng and Zhang Jian only pierced about ten in 40 minutes.
There is still half an hour from the afternoon drill, the veterans seize the time to go back to the platoon room to squint a whole sleep, while the two new recruits wear a whole noon is still not good, in front of a pile of failed half-finished products.
Rise and sound again.
Hou Jun came over to look at the two people in front of the basin, and look at the table, said: "go back to clean up immediately out of the collection."
After saying that, he left.
The days passed like this day by day.
For several consecutive days, they were wearing rice grains at noon, like big girls embroidering flowers.
The rest time at noon was precious, sleeping for half an hour and not sleeping were two completely different things.
A few days down the line, Li Zheng felt that he was on the verge of collapse, back then the college entrance exam sprint stage was not this miserable.
At least at that time, he was able to scientifically arrange the rest time, now he can't even guarantee the time to sleep at noon.
At noon on this day, the situation remained the same, the veterans quickly fixed and cheerfully went back to the platoon room.
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian were left in the corridor.
Several times, Li Zheng accidentally stabbed the needle into his finger because of drowsiness, and Zhang Jian did the same, but it was good to stab it a little bit, and he was refreshed instead.
Zhang Jian finally couldn't help himself and shouted, "Report!"
Hou Jun, who was sitting on the bench, removed his gaze from the textbook and cast it this way, raised his chin and said, "Is the string ready?"
Zhang Jian shook his head, "No."
"No what are you shouting for a report for? Going to the restroom?"
"No, I want to give my opinion!"
Zhang Jian gulped and puffed out his chest, bracing himself.
Hou Jun put down the textbook in his hand, got up and walked over to Zhang Jian, glanced toward his yellow faceplate, and then said, "Tell me your opinion."
Zhang Jian said, "I have an opinion on this torturous training, the training method must be scientific, it can't be done blindly like this. There isn't even time to rest at noon, this kind of fatigue bombardment is not in line with science, I'm a college student majoring in athletic training, I'm against this kind of training method."
Hou Jun sized up Zhang Jian and hummed softly, "I have seen your file eucalyptus, and I also know that you are from the Department of Physical Education, and I also know that you are a training major, but don't show off your professional knowledge to me, and you feel fatigued and aggravated by the lack of sleep at noon, when performing a mission, snipers lurking and waiting for the target to show up often takes more than ten hours or even days. The snipers often need more than ten hours or even days to wait for the target to show up. Ten days are possible, during which time they hardly sleep except for a very short rest, so do you think it's scientific? The war itself is very unscientific, the deaths are also unscientific, to be scientific, you do not become a sniper."
A reprimand, Zhang Jian criticized a burst of red and white on his face, half a word could not be spat out.
Hou Jun continued, "Zhang Jian, do you know what the most basic requirement of a sniper is?"
Zhang Jian said, "Accurate marksmanship."
Hou Jun sneered, "It's an ass! The most basic of a sniper is not marksmanship at all, marksmanship is only a necessary condition, the foundation of a sniper is character and mentality, he must be a soldier with a mature and steady mind, a soldier who can withstand enough pressure and fatigue bombardment and still maintain a stable mentality. Impatience, lack of patience, easy to get angry, these are the sniper's big taboos, will let the sniper in the battlefield to make a judgment error, resulting in endangering the safety of their own group. A few days without a midday nap and you already can't suppress your fire, just like that you still deserve to be a sniper?"
He waved his hand, "You can go back to your platoon room to rest, but from now on you don't need to come back to the sniper squad to participate in the training, be a good infantryman, for you maybe the specialty of sniper is too high level, you don't deserve to learn it."
The words were heavy, like a knife before poking in Zhang Jian's heart.
For a long time, he did not move.
Hou Jun, who had already returned to the small bench, glanced back at him and asked again, "What are you still standing there for? Don't you want science? Don't you want to rest? Go back to sleep!"
He didn't give Zhang Jian any face at all.
Directly giving this new recruit egg two ways - either get lost from now on and leave the sniper squad; or train honestly and don't gab about science with me.
In Hou Jun's opinion, there is no sniper who relies on this "scientific" method of training out of Zhang Jian's mouth.
Li Zheng looked at Zhang Jian, his heart speculated that this guy will not really fight with Hou Jun, directly not sniper.
Hou Jun glanced at Li Zheng and asked, "Li Zheng, have you finished stringing the rice grains?"
Li Zheng hurriedly shook his head, "No."
Hou Jun said fiercely, "No, you're still here looking at the egg ah! Why don't you hurry up and string it? Do you also want to do some science? Yes you can also get out."
Li Zheng did not dare to say anything, lowered his head and continued to string rice.
Zhang Jian shouted "report" again.
Hou Jun asked, "College student, why are you still standing there? Go back to your platoon room and sleep!"
Zhang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "I take back what I just said and ask to continue stringing rice grains."
Hou Jun grunted again and didn't say anything, returned to the bench and continued to read, and after reading for a while, raised his head and yelled at Zhang Jian, "What are you still standing there for? Waiting for your rice to sprout ah?"
Zhang Jian understood that this was a tacit acknowledgement that he had retracted his previous remarks, so he honestly sat down, patiently resisted fatigue, and continued to string rice.
In fact, Li Zheng gradually found that snipers are not only from the past in the movie and television as they see, a thousand meters away from a shot to take a life, and then things whisked away, hidden deep merit and name so simple.
Light on their own in the TV and movie to see many of the previous thought is "sniper" people, in fact, is not a sniper at all.