sinovels Chapter 1968 Militia Training Competition
Chapter 1968 Militia Training Competition
Chapter 1968 Militia Training Competition
The grass and leaves were all green, but something was lurking inside, rapidly moving towards Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang.
The two looked up and it seemed as if green waves were surging towards them with the rising tide.
"What the hell is that!" Wang Qiang shouted sharply. Although he felt the creature wasn't human, he had to ask. What if it really was human? If he attacked without thinking, it would surely be trapped behind a fence.
When he received no response after shouting, Wang Qiang raised his gun and fired!
"Snapped!"
The gunshot rang out, and it was unclear whether it hit or not, but there was no further movement on the other side, only a few branches and blades of grass swaying.
Seeing this, Wang Qiang frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Youcai beside him.
Zhao Youcai remained calm, standing still with his hands gripping the gun.
"Brother-in-law, should I ask them to bring the dog over?" Wang Qiang knew that he couldn't rush forward at this moment, so he wanted to go find the dog.
Wang Qiang's suggestion was sound, but Zhao Youcai ignored it and kept his eyes fixed on what was ahead.
Wang Qiang followed Zhao Youcai's gaze and saw only greenery. Upon closer inspection, he could only see the tips of grass and leaves swaying gently in the wind.
Just as Wang Qiang was about to make a move, the bushes, which were more than ten meters away from them and about waist-high, suddenly parted.
"Hmph..." A brown bear roared and pounced on Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang was shocked, but his years of experience running in the mountains made him instinctively raise his gun.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out. Wang Qiang was stunned. The gun hadn't even hit his face yet, so the shot wasn't fired by him at all.
At this moment, Wang Qiang looked forward with both hands holding his gun and saw the brown bear roll over and fall down.
Wang Qiang looked to his side and saw Zhao Youcai turn the gun around, casually turn off the safety, and walk forward.
"Brother-in-law!" Wang Qiang grabbed Zhao Youcai and shouted, "Finish him off!"
"What's the point of finishing him off?" Zhao Youcai pushed Wang Qiang's hand away and said as he walked away, "If you've already smashed his head open with one shot, what's the point of finishing him off?"
"How do you know you got your head smashed? That was so dangerous!" Wang Qiang was afraid something would happen to Zhao Youcai, so he rushed in front of Zhao Youcai with his gun, intending to finish off the bear.
But when Wang Qiang got closer and saw the brown bear's body and was about to finish it off, he was stopped by Zhao Youcai.
"What are you doing?" Wang Qiang asked loudly, but Zhao Youcai pushed him forward.
Wang Qiang staggered and fell toward the brown bear, his heart filled with panic.
But when his toes touched the bear's fur, Wang Qiang steadied himself and saw the brown bear's head, shattered by a bullet.
"How's it going?" Zhao Youcai's voice rang out from behind Wang Qiang: "Is he completely dead?"
Wang Qiang turned around, looked at Zhao Youcai in surprise, and asked the same question as before: "How did you know you hit your head and broke it?"
When a gunner is hunting, he closes one eye and opens the other, with the open eye aligned with the gun's trajectory and the prey.
After a bullet is fired, the gunner can see through the gun's sight whether the prey has been hit, but cannot see the specific location or extent of the injury.
“I saw it.” Zhao Youcai knew what Wang Qiang was thinking, then said in a calm tone, “I didn’t glance at it.”
"You didn't aim..." Wang Qiang's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, and he shouted at Zhao Youcai, "You didn't aim, so you missed?"
Human vision can be deceiving. Many seasoned hunters who have been hunting for years have had the same experience: when prey, especially roe deer, rushes within three to five meters of a person, the person hastily raises their gun and shoots without aiming.
The instant he fired, he felt he could hit the target, but in reality, he missed completely.
Wang Qiang had this experience before, but that was when hunting roe deer; if he missed, so be it.
But Zhao Youcai was shooting at a brown bear. If he missed his first shot, the bear would take his shot. At such close range, it would be easy for the bear to pounce on one of them.
After being yelled at by Wang Qiang, Zhao Youcai only glanced at him and said, "This hothead is just like your nephew."
"I'm so angry..." Wang Qiang was furious upon hearing this, but he dared to make sarcastic remarks about Zhao Youcai when he had nothing to do, but he didn't dare to confront Zhao Youcai directly.
"You wait until I get back, I'll tell on my sister!" Wang Qiang said angrily, then turned and left.
"This day!" Watching Wang Qiang's departing figure, Zhao Youcai curled his lip and said, "They say sons resemble their uncles, and these two are just like that!"
Wang Qiang strode away angrily and saw Zhao Weipeng and his three companions standing not far away, craning their necks to look around.
"How's it going, Qiangzi?" Zhao Weipeng asked loudly as soon as he saw Wang Qiang, "You two didn't let us come forward, did you two start fighting?"
"Got it." Wang Qiang replied curtly. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Weipeng and the other three ran upstairs with the dog.
When the four arrived, Zhao Youcai was sitting by the roadside smoking.
Seeing that people and dogs had arrived, Zhao Youcai waved his hand at the brown bear carcass and said, "Gut it, butcher it, and feed it to the dogs."
Four people and four dogs surrounded the brown bear carcass. If these were ordinary hunting dogs, they would have pounced on the carcass and torn it apart.
But since last year, Zhao's gang of dogs has stopped attacking prey that has lost its fighting ability. Now, when they see a dead brown bear, the four dogs go up to sniff it, then sit or lie around it waiting to be fed.
Neither Zhao Weipeng nor Zhao Jinhui could do the gutting work. Although Ma Sheng enjoyed hunting, he only went up the mountain a few times a year.
In the end, the job fell to Tong Youfeng.
Tong Youfeng skillfully gutted the brown bear, removed the gallbladder, and respectfully presented it to Zhao Youcai, saying, "Master Zhao, please keep this gallbladder."
Tong Youfeng's address of "Master Zhao" was full of respect, reflecting a hunter's high regard for Zhao Youcai's marksmanship and abilities.
Zhao Youcai was very unhappy to hear this. He thought that Tong Youfeng called Wang Meilan "Grandma Zhao" and Zhao Jun "Young Master Zhao." So, even if he didn't call him "Grandpa Zhao," shouldn't he at least be called "Master Zhao"?
Zhao Youcai, who was in a bad mood, didn't even look at Tong Youfeng. He just took the bear gall and said, "I'll take all four thighs with their paws attached. Do you want the rest of the meat?"
"Huh?" Tong Youfeng was taken aback, then heard Zhao Youcai continue, "After selling this bear bile, you'll get a hundred."
The Zhao family never haggled over the distribution of prey when hunting. It was only because Zhao Youcai disliked Tong Youfeng that he gave him two hundred.
But Tong Youfeng was overjoyed to hear this. He had only walked the dog when he went up the mountain with Zhao Youcai and hadn't done anything at all.
Now that he was not only getting meat but also money, Tong Youfeng excitedly bowed repeatedly to Zhao Youcai, saying, "Thank you, Master Zhao! Thank you, Master Zhao!"
Hearing this, Zhao Youcai became even more displeased and immediately waved his hand, saying, "Go do your work!"
"Yes!" Tong Youfeng readily agreed, then turned and ran.
Just as Zhao Youcai was putting on airs on the mountain, Zhao Jun was riding a motorcycle, taking Li Ruhai to the forest farm.
Zhao Jun went to Lushuihe to hunt wolves on official business. Although he would definitely call the leaders of Yong'an Forestry District to praise Zhao Jun and express their gratitude after he completed his mission.
However, after returning, Zhao Jun should also go to his workplace and give a brief report to his supervisor.
Zhao Jun originally planned to go tomorrow, but thinking that he would have to go down the mountain to find a house tomorrow, he rushed to the forest farm.
As they entered the forest farm, Zhao Jun slowed down and asked Li Ruhai behind him, "Ruhai, why don't you go and see the place where you lived and fought?"
"I'm not going today, brother." Li Ruhai glanced at the mailroom and said, "Just give me a ride and take me to the big willow tree."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun drove forward, dropped Li Ruhai off halfway, and rode his motorcycle to the office building.
After parking his motorcycle in front of the office building, Zhao Jun got off and went to the security team to find the team leader, Liu Jinyong.
Zhao Jun entered the security team, and all the security guards greeted him. Zhao Jun looked around and noticed that Liu Jinyong was not there.
Zhao Jun thought Liu Jinyong was off duty today, but when he asked, he found out that Liu Jinyong had been called away by Yan Shugang, the head of the security team.
Just then, Zhao Jun needed to see Yan Shugang, so he went upstairs to the office of the security chief.
Zhao Jun knocked on the door, and a voice inside said "Come in," so he pushed the door open and went in.
"Director Yan, Team Leader Yan." Zhao Jun greeted Yan Shugang and Liu Jinyong as soon as he entered the room.
"Oh!" Upon seeing Zhao Jun, Yan Shugang, after a brief moment of surprise, raised his hand and called out, "Come on, Zhao Jun, you've come at the right time."
"Huh?" Zhao Jun was taken aback. He walked to the opposite side of Yan Shugang, and when Yan Shugang gestured, he sat down next to Liu Jinyong.
"Zhao Jun," Liu Jinyong said with a smile, looking at Zhao Jun, "you really made us look good this time."
"Hehe." Zhao Jun chuckled and said, "Team leader, isn't this what we should do?"
Seeing Zhao Jun's humility, Liu Jinyong's eyes were full of admiration. Although he rarely saw his deputy, Zhao Jun never hesitated to complete any task assigned to him.
Even the usually serious Yan Shugang had a smile on his face. He handed Zhao Jun two pieces of paper across the table and said, "Zhao Jun, take a look at this."
Zhao Jun wasn't highly educated, but he could still read. He took the paper, looked at it, and realized it was a document issued by the RM Armed Forces Department.
The document instructs that, in accordance with the militia policy established in Document No. 22 of 1985, the entire population should no longer be mobilized for military service, but the core militia, specialized units, and emergency response units must still undergo training.
Northeast border areas, forest areas, and agricultural reclamation areas have always been key areas for militia training.
Training resumed in 86 after the reorganization of the armed forces department in 87.
At this time last year, Zhao Jun was still in the inspection team and missed last year's militia training, but he made it this year.
The document outlines a task for the militia, company and platoon leaders, artillerymen, specialized communications soldiers, and armed forces cadres to undergo rotational training in batches for 15 to 20 days before August 1st, followed by a militia skills competition after August 1st to select outstanding militia companies.
After reading the contents of the document, Zhao Jun turned his gaze to Yan Shugang.
Zhao Jun had worked in this forest farm for two lifetimes. He knew about the militia training, but it had nothing to do with their security team.
Their security team works in three shifts, guarding the forest day and night. They don't have time to train or compete.
In Zhao Jun's memory, during the militia training last year, the four family quarters jointly formed a militia company of less than sixty people, which was led by the four village chiefs, who were also the security chiefs, in rotation.
"Director Yan, Team Leader Yan," Zhao Jun tentatively asked Yan Shugang and Liu Jinyong, "Shall we pass on the spirit of this document? Let the security chiefs prepare early and get to training as soon as possible."
"Don't rush, Zhao Jun." Yan Shugang stopped Zhao Jun and said, "I have an idea. I want you to organize this year's militia training and then participate in the grand competition."
"What the heck?" Zhao Jun was stunned and looked at Yan Shugang in shock.
Zhao Jun knew that among the three directors of the forest farm, the security director was the least prominent, but he couldn't just cause trouble.
Just then, Yan Shugang said to Zhao Jun, "It just so happens that the forest farm isn't producing or doing anything right now, and your forestry security isn't too busy either. My idea with Team Leader Liu is that you take charge of this matter and bring some glory and recognition to our forest farm."
"Can I even arrest myself?" Zhao Jun was speechless, but the task assigned by his superiors indicated that Zhao Jun wasn't busy lately, so he couldn't refuse.
"This...this..." Zhao Jun flipped open the two sheets of paper in front of him, saying, "What kind of training and competition is this? I have no idea."
Zhao Jun had participated in militia training before and had also observed the training of villagers. In short, it involved drills, shooting, bayonet fighting, and grenade throwing.
As for the "three strikes and three defenses" strategy, that's a more advanced one. When Zhao Jun was training with them before, he was still young and just followed along and played around.
“Our training and competitions are all basic,” Liu Jinyong said to Zhao Jun. “It’s just drills, shooting, and grenade throwing. Tactics, artillery, communications, chemical defense, and nuclear defense—those have nothing to do with us. And since we’re in a forest area, we also need to do some forest fire prevention, flood control, and emergency response…”
"What?" Zhao Jun didn't understand and asked directly, "What does flood control have to do with this?"
"Temporary response means handling unexpected incidents." The one who spoke was Yan Shugang, sitting opposite Zhao Jun. As he said this, he looked at Zhao Jun with a strange expression. The meaning was clear: how could a security officer like Zhao Jun not even understand this?
Sensing Yan Shugang's strange gaze, Zhao Jun lowered his head, concealing the twitching corners of his mouth.
Zhao Jun wanted to say, "You two are so clear-headed, why don't you go for it?" but he didn't dare.
"What I just told you was the training subjects." Seeing Zhao Jun looking down at the documents, Liu Jinyong continued, "Before the big competition, we won't compete in fire prevention and flood control emergency response. What will we compete against others in?"
It's all basic, just three things: lining up, shooting, and then throwing grenades.
“I know how to shoot, but what about formations, grenade throwing…” Zhao Jun was a little stumped. At this moment, Yan Shugang called Liu Jinyong and said, “Team Leader Liu, you should tell the security chiefs of each family area to cooperate with Team Leader Zhao and make sure the training is done well.”
At this point, Yan Shugang paused slightly, then set the tone: "Tell them, if there's a competition, we'll participate; if there's honor, we'll fight for it!"
“Okay, Director Yan, I understand,” Liu Jinyong said. “I’ll communicate with them in a bit.”
After responding to Yan Shugang, Liu Jinyong said to Zhao Jun, "Comrade Zhao Jun, from today onwards, you are the company commander of the Yong'an Forest Farm militia company."
"Can I do this, team leader?" Zhao Jun suddenly felt overwhelmed. How could he possibly know how to organize a group of people into formation?
"It'll work," Liu Jinyong laughed. "I've spoken to Zhou Chengguo and he'll be your deputy company commander. With him around, what are you afraid of?"
"This..." Hearing that Zhou Chengguo was coming to help him, Zhao Jun felt a little more at ease. Zhou Chengguo came from the military and must have excellent military skills.
"Team Leader Zhao," Yan Shugang said to Zhao Jun, "I've heard that in our forest area, you and Zhou Chengguo are among the best shooters. We should be fine in shooting, right?"
Yan Shugang has been in Yong'an for some time now, but due to his awkward position, he has no firewood to start his three major campaigns as a new official.
People can't be idle. Leaders, in particular, can't be idle.
At this moment, Yan Shugang hoped that Yong'an Forestry District could achieve excellent results in this militia competition, and preferably win the honor of "Advanced Militia Company".
“It should be fine.” Liu Jinyong replied, smiling as he said to Yan Shugang, “Team Leader Zhao’s shooting skills are beyond question; they’re honed through real combat.”
"Hehe..." Hearing Liu Jinyong's words, even Yan Shugang, who was usually serious, laughed.
“I’ve heard about it too,” Yan Shugang said to Zhao Jun. “Don’t underestimate me just because I’ve only been here a short time. They all say that since Zhou Chengguo stopped going up the mountain, no one in this forest farm can compare to you.”
Yan Shugang's words were indeed something he had heard. As for Zhao Youcai, who was actually the number one shooter in the Yong'an forest area, all the news Yan Shugang had heard about him was negative.
Zhao Jun was speechless after hearing what the two leaders said. After taking the two pieces of paper out of Yan Shugang's office, Zhao Jun quickly went downstairs, got on his motorcycle, and rode off to the logistics department.
At the same time, Ma Dafu, who was chatting quietly with his coworkers in the workshop, suddenly heard someone call him: "Uncle Ma, Uncle Ma!"
"Hmm?" Ma Dafu looked up and asked, "Ru Hai?"