That day, Zheng Yingqi asked his comrades in the class to help teach Xu Sanduo how to twist the abdominal bar. Bai Tiejun happily accepted the task and brought Xu Sanduo back with a bruised nose and face in the evening.

"That's it! Lao Zheng, don't worry, leave this kid to us!"

Cheng Yongjun said with a smile, and praised Xu Sanduo by the way: "This guy's reactions are good, we will practice him during this period!"

Xu Sanduo, who looked like a mud monkey, was smiling silly at the side, and Zheng Yingqi also laughed. This was a pretty good start.

What really caught Xu Sanduo’s attention was the arrival of the technical assessment.

207 was conducting roundabout shooting in the simulated position. As the squad leader, Shi Jin, although he remained calm, could not hide the tension in his eyes.

The shooting finally came to an end. Not surprisingly, Zheng Yingqi was the best in the class. Zheng Yingqi, who was used to excellence, didn't pay much attention to him now. The only person who could bring down the grade of a class must be the one with the lowest score.

Looking quickly back and forth on the report card, Shi Jin was soon stunned that Xu Sanduo's shooting score actually reached the class average. In other words, Xu Sanduo's score today was no longer the one holding him back.

Wu Liuyi saw something was wrong from Shi Jin's expression, and squeezed over to look at the results. He thought that Comrade Xu Sanduo and Xu Sankeng had scored an incredibly low score again today.

But the results blinded Wu Liuyi!

"The shooting results are okay. Let's get ready. We have to take the theoretical knowledge test." Shi Jin suppressed his excitement and said as calmly as possible that the results were recorded by people sent by the regiment, and there would be absolutely no problem.

207 parked in the parking area, and the soldiers from Class 3 got out of the car and followed Shi Jin to the test area, waiting for the test.

Gao Cheng waved his hand to stop the team of Class 3 and signaled Shi Jin to come out. When Shi Jin came over, he asked: "How is it?"

"It's okay." Shi Jin said shyly.

"Don't be sloppy with me, I'm asking about Xu Sanduo!" Gao Cheng urged.

"It's not bad." Shi Jin said happily. When Gao Cheng wanted to kick him, he said: "Xu Sanduo achieved the average grade of the class today!"

"The average grade of your class? Look how beautiful you are!" Gao Cheng disliked Shi Jin's arrogance, gave him a decent scolding, and then walked away happily. After coming down from the maintenance station, he no longer disliked Xu Sanduo, but looked forward to it.

This guy can slowly transform in the 7th company. Today is the technical assessment. He doesn't have high hopes for Xu Sanduo. After all, time is still short.

Unexpectedly, Xu Sanduo actually achieved the average grade of Class 3. This improvement, tsk tsk, is worthy of Zheng Yingqi's step-by-step instruction in how to play guns.

Shi Jin felt this morning that the company commander no longer had the colored glasses towards Xu Sanduo, and when he saw Gao Cheng leaving cheerfully, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The theoretical assessment relied on rote memorization, and even Zheng Yingqi was a little panicked now. Now if he is asked to shoot a thousand-meter target, he may not panic, but such a thick book is really terrible...

Not only Zheng Yingqi, most of the people in the third class are cramming. The more they train the top ones, the more mediocre they are in these theories. After all, good grades come from working overtime, and the more time you practice, the more time you spend in front of books.

The less time.

Reading thick theoretical books is a waste of time. This is what most people think.

Finally it was the turn of the third squad, and Shi Jin stood in front of the staff with a straight face: "Report, the third squad of the seventh company is waiting for instructions!"

The staff officer didn't even raise his head, he was flipping through the book to find a question, and by the way, he was looking for someone in the list of the third class.

In terms of training results such as shooting, Seventh Company is worth seeing, but in terms of liberal arts, how can Seventh Company have any highlights?

"Bai Tiejun." The staff member called his name. He took the shooting report card. Bai Tiejun, who ranked last, was undoubtedly the target of his roll call.

"arrive!"

Bai Tiejun came out, but the staff still didn't forget it. He asked himself: "How many charge numbers are there in the Type 83 122 grenade?"

"Seven!" Bai Tiejun breathed a sigh of relief, he knew this.

"The muzzle velocity of the No. 6 charge projectile?" the staff officer asked the next question in hot pursuit.

Bai Tiejun was dumbfounded and said miserably that he didn't know the report.

The staff officer conveniently recorded sixty points and took a look at the report card. He would not pick those with the best grades. Generally, those with the best grades are the most diligent in everything they do.

, is the habit of staff officers.

The defeat of Bai Tiejun made the soldiers of the third squad awe-inspiring. Zheng Yingqi was also a little worried. He seemed to have forgotten the answer. If this happened to me, I would be in a big embarrassment.

While Zheng Yingqi secretly complained in his heart, he also prayed that the plot should develop according to the original plot, allowing Xu Sanduo to take the limelight while he hides behind it.

Perhaps his prayers had an effect and the staff got what he wanted.

"Xu Sanduo!"

"arrive."

The staff officer listened to Xu Sanduo's unsatisfied answer and looked up. Xu Sanduo's bearish appearance made the staff officer very disdainful. Why did the Seventh Company have soldiers who looked so bearish?

I picked up the book and picked a topic at random: "The main gun bore pressure of the 105 tank?"

The staff officer did not expect that the question he picked at random would be answered fluently by Xu Sanduo from the tank company. The staff officer looked at Xu Sanduo again in confusion and continued to ask questions along the lines of the question.

For the staff officer, there is no achievement in questioning a soldier, but it is embarrassing to be answered by a soldier with fluent answers, so he asked questions one after another, hoping to stump the soldier in front of him, but to the staff officer's disappointment,

No matter how he asked the question, the soldier in front of him could answer it fluently.

There was a flow of questions and answers here, and the soldiers of the third squad, including Shi Jin, were dumbfounded, because every time the staff asked a question, they would think about how to answer it, but they couldn't remember the answer.

Ever since, they began to wonder why they didn't know an answer after birth? How come Xu Sanduo knew everything?

Only Zheng Yingqi understood that the consultant got the wrong question!

The questions and answers lasted for about ten questions before the officer on the side felt something was wrong. He took a quick look and stopped the staff officer who was still asking questions: "No, no, you are asking questions about the tank company."

The consultant looked at it in confusion before realizing that he had made a mistake, but he was even more puzzled: "But his answers were all correct. Have you memorized the entire book?"

Xu Sanduo replied shyly: "Report, yes."

"So awesome?" The staff officer was stunned. He looked at the book in his hand, which was thick enough to hit someone to death: "Don't blow it off! There are more than 600 pages!"

Xu Sanduo stopped talking. The staff thought he was feeling guilty and wanted to find some excuses, so he asked:

"Tell me about your vehicle. What is the volume of the 73mm smoothbore gun chamber? What is the length of the rear seat? What is the maximum resistance of the rear seat?"

The staff officer took it seriously, and asked casually without even looking through the book. This is what a staff officer does, so he couldn't be any worse than the soldier in front of him, right? So he wanted to show off too.

Xu Sanduo answered the questions one by one, and the staff officer asked again with the momentum of pursuing: "What about the technical and structural characteristics?"

The officer stopped him dissatisfied: "Oh, that's enough, this is not data."

Unexpectedly, Xu Sanduo in front of him answered smoothly. The officer was dumbfounded and the staff was satisfied. He was about to give a score when he heard someone say: "I want it!"

With a mouthful of Trump, you could tell who it was even with your eyes closed. Sure enough, the group leader Wang Qingrui stood aside with a smile. After stopping the staff from giving scores, he said to the officer: "Director Zhang, bring your field propaganda truck over."

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

The soldiers in the third squad were thinking a lot of shit in their hearts, while Zheng Yingqi was laughing in his heart, this boy, if a heifer gets on the plane now!
Chapter completed!