Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 130: Is being killed by a grenade considered a hero?

Regarding writing a suicide note.

Everyone seemed very resistant.

Because a suicide note represents death.

And death is the root of human fear.

Therefore, this has become the thing that everyone is most reluctant to face.

Ge Zhiyong saw everyone's resistance and spoke in a cold voice.

"I know everyone might be thinking, this is just an exam, why is it like we're going to fight in a battlefield and even have to leave a suicide note?"

He pulled a grenade from a nearby box and held it in his hand.

Without saying anything, he walked straight to a set of low walls.

He pulled the ring and threw the grenade out with force.

boom!

The explosion sounded, and a cloud of dust suddenly rose behind the low wall.

At the same time, it also made everyone present's pupils shrink and their hearts tremble.

Ge Zhiyong turned to look at everyone and said seriously, "Did you all see that? This time the test uses real weapons, not the wooden grenades you used in previous training."

"If you don't do the right thing during the test, not only will you lose your life, you won't even be able to leave your body intact."

"So, to prevent such an accident from happening, everyone must write a serious suicide note to me."

"If anything unexpected happens during training, this is the last thought I leave for your family!"

Ge Zhiyong's words were very serious, which made the already timid recruits even more nervous and afraid.

Even Li Jiasheng, Chen Sanxi and others began to sweat involuntarily on their palms.

They all saw clearly the power of the grenade explosion just now.

If this thing explodes next to you, you will definitely be killed.

"Everyone hurry up, there are only fifteen minutes!"

Ge Zhiyong asked the platoon leaders to distribute all the paper and pens.

Let everyone just lie on each other's backs and write.

And he reminded me not to talk nonsense and to focus on the important content.

For a moment, all the recruits squatted on the ground, bent over and began to think hard.

When he was eighteen or nineteen, he always wrote love letters, but I didn’t expect that this time he would write a suicide note?

However, many people are troubled by how to write a suicide note.

Who would write this kind of thing when they are alive?

Aren't you cursing yourself to death?

Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the two boxes of grenades at the company commander's feet.

But what if an accident really happens during training and no one leaves a word, how sad will the family be?

When they thought of this, many people finally picked up their pens and started writing down what they wanted to say.

But as they wrote, some people started wiping away tears.

Sadness is always very contagious.

In just a short while, you could see that many people had red eyes.

What's worse, some people even cried while writing.

"Dear Mom and Dad, when you see this suicide note, I will no longer be here. Don't be sad for me, don't be upset for me, because your child is an hero..."

Li Jiasheng paused for a moment.

He sniffed and turned his head.

She asked, looking at Qin Feng behind her with tears in her eyes.

"Squad leader, being killed by a grenade during training, does that make you a hero?"

"It's a bear."

Qin Feng thought about it seriously and answered him with three words.

Li Jiasheng burst into tears on the spot: "Wow, I was thinking that if I was killed in the explosion, I could go to the Martyrs' Cemetery later."

Qin Feng rolled his eyes almost to the sky: "Do you think the Martyrs' Cemetery is a vegetable market and you can just go in whenever you want? Hurry up and don't write those useless things. Pick out the important ones to write."

"understood."

Li Jiasheng turned around and continued writing while crying.

"Dad, if I die, please burn 20 foreign girls and a villa with a swimming pool. Forget about the Maybach, I want a Rolls-Royce, an extended version. Burn a driver for me, and she has to be a beautiful woman..."

Seeing what Li Jiasheng wrote next, Qin Feng exclaimed in his heart, "Oh my god!"

As expected of the ordinary Mr. Li, even his suicide note was so plain and simple, showing his rich temperament everywhere.

Even if you reach the bottom, you will still be the best of the best.

hiss!

Qin Feng suddenly hissed and felt as if something was stabbing his back.

He turned around and found that Chen Sanxi was crying with tears in his eyes and his right hand was shaking like a sieve.

The piece of paper in his hand had been pierced with several holes by the pen tip.

"Chen Sanxi, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Feng, I, I don't want to die. I'm scared."

Looking at Chen Sanxi's pitiful appearance, Qin Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

So he whispered to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid. The company commander just wants to scare everyone. Nothing will happen. Just write it down confidently."

"But." Chen Sanxi's snot was almost dripping down his face. "But, what if I don't throw it away, or it falls at my feet, then I'm gone, right?"

"Then why don't you just throw it out with force?"

Qin Feng's question directly interrupted Chen Sanxi's spell.

Even the big snot was sucked back by him forcefully.

Two seconds later, he returned to his crying state.

"What if..."

"Nothing unexpected!"

"What if..."

"No ifs!"

Qin Feng looked at him seriously.

"Just think about how we escaped death before. Even the enemy's hail of bullets couldn't hurt you, so what are you afraid of with a grenade?"

Chen Sanxi thought about it and felt that it made sense: "Brother Feng, you are right. I am blessed with a long life and nothing will happen to me."

Then he continued to write while lying on Qin Feng's back, asking a few questions from time to time.

"How do you write the word xi (sacrifice)?"

"Who died a heroic death, the one who saved the life or the one who was saved by the ambulance?"

Qin Feng also patiently told him that if he didn't know how to write, he could use Chinese pinyin instead.

This is just one of his little bad tastes.

A suicide note, when opened, half of it is holes and the other half is Chinese pinyin.

At this moment, Qin Feng inexplicably felt that he was becoming more and more like Zhao Pengfei.

In other words, he is becoming more and more like a competent class leader.

In the past, Zhao Pengfei liked to play pranks on everyone whenever he had time, playing some harmless little jokes.

Now that the squad leader is away, Qin Feng has taken on the responsibility and actually likes to do the same thing.

It really is true that: Many years later, I will become you!

But when he thought of Zhao Pengfei, Qin Feng felt even more uncomfortable.

In fact, Qin Feng had his own selfish motives when he agreed to cooperate with the police in interrogating Shaka.

No matter what, the squad leader was harmed by that bastard.

Therefore, out of revenge, Qin Feng had to give him a hard blow.

Although you can't hit him, you can't kill him with your own hands.

But giving this guy a soul-crushing blow, making him spend the days before his death in self-doubt and pain, is also a great relief.

However, Qin Feng actually didn't know whether Shaka was framed by his elder brother.

I can't create discord, I just want to make this guy feel uncomfortable.

Qin Feng felt better as long as he saw Shaka in pain.

"Brother Feng, what did you write?"

After Chen Sanxi finished writing, he curiously stretched his head to look at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't hide anything, and only wrote one line of words in his suicide note.

"Mom and Dad, let's have another child while we are still young."

Qin Feng actually didn't really want to keep this kind of thing.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to write, but because his situation is different from that of most people.

Others have never experienced a life-or-death crisis, so they have an instinctive fear of death.

But Qin Feng viewed death as visiting a neighbor's house.

Once you go in, you can chat with them for a while and grab a handful of melon seeds to take away.

So, Qin Feng’s idea was that instead of leaving the words on paper, it would be better to tell them while he was alive.

Of course, not everyone has an experience like Qin Feng.

When faced with death threats, most people still have a lot to say to their families.

Some people didn't have enough cards, so they even asked Ge Zhiyong for another one.

It's like writing an essay, very eloquent.

Qin Feng even saw that the new recruits in the next class were so meticulous about donating their bodies.

I have to say that after joining the army, everyone’s ideological awareness has become much higher.

Ge Zhiyong walked back and forth in the crowd like an examiner, occasionally stealing glances at the contents of everyone's suicide notes.

Although he stipulated that the time limit was fifteen minutes, he did not rush everyone even when the time limit was exceeded.

Because this suicide note is an experience and test for the new recruits.

Being able to write this suicide note in its entirety shows that everyone has overcome the fear of death to a certain extent.

This is also crucial for their future growth and development.

How can a soldier be afraid of death?

If you are afraid of death, why join the army!

This is a phrase that many veterans often say.

Soon, Ge Zhiyong collected the suicide note and then led everyone to the throwing area.

Grenade throwing is actually a very easy thing to do.

It's not like the usual training of throwing wooden grenades, where you are asked to throw them a certain distance.

As long as you can pull the ring, you can throw the grenade over the set of low walls in front of you.

Now, start going through them one by one in the order of their classes.

There will be security guards wearing red armbands on site to accompany you.

To be on the safe side, the class leaders are watching from the side as an extra layer of insurance.

As grenades were thrown one after another, explosions continued to be heard from behind the low wall.

After listening to it more often, everyone seemed less nervous and fearful.

I feel that the so-called live-fire test is just like this and not difficult at all.

Soon, the assessment team arrived at Class 4.

Because Zhao Pengfei was not there, Qin Feng took over the position of squad leader and helped supervise from the side.

The security guard held Li Jiasheng's hand tightly and helped him pull the ring of the grenade.

"Throw!"

Hearing the security guard's shout, Li Jiasheng quickly threw the grenade out.

Boom!

Hearing the explosion coming from the other side of the wall, Li Jiasheng covered his ears and felt relieved.

Qin Feng smiled and patted him: "How are you? Are you not nervous anymore?"

Li Jiasheng immediately chuckled and said, "Deputy Class Leader, when did I ever get nervous? I was just being rigorous."

If there was a camera, Qin Feng really wanted to record his cowardly look just now.

"Next, Chen Sanxi!"

"To!"

Chen Sanxi ran over nervously.

It’s the same steps. He receives the grenade and the safety officer helps him pull the ring.

Perhaps because I was too nervous, I didn't even wait for the security guard to shout the word "throw".

The grenade in Chen Sanxi's hand has already flown out.

But the fatal thing was that Chen Sanxi threw the grenade too low, and it did not fly over the low wall, but hit the wall and bounced back.

Seeing the grenade fall back to the feet of the three people, everyone's scalp tingled.

A chill rushed from the soles of Ge Zhiyong's feet to his forehead.

"Lie down, lie down quickly!"