Chapter 3283
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When soldier number three walked closer, some of the other soldiers winked at him, trying to get to know him better. However, because Xia Jinyuan was standing in front of them, they didn't dare to be presumptuous. When soldier number three walked into his own class, someone asked softly, "How's the situation? We just made a bet with Captain. "
Soldier number three didn't wait for his comrade to finish speaking before his eyelids twitched fiercely. He quickly asked, "What did you bet on? Who would win between Qing Niao and Number One? "
"Yes, that's the bet. We all bet that Number One would win. Everyone can see her strength."
"Then let's wait." Soldier number three didn't say anything else. At this time, if he said "we're definitely going to lose", it would put pressure on Number One, who still had to go through another round of the competition. He might as well not say anything and wait for the final result.
"What do you mean? No, tell us about Qing Niao's situation. Let us think about it and have a good idea. Why do I feel a little nervous when you say that? "
"Yes, yes, yes. Can't you reveal a little? You just walked over with a smile on your face and didn't say anything. I'm really nervous."
"We're going to lose an 80-kilometer armed off-road race. This is a small matter. It's not like we haven't done it before. The main thing is … Captain bet that Qing Niao will win. Once Qing Niao loses, he has to accept the bet. What we want is to accept the bet. "
Soldier number three looked at his comrades, then looked at Qing Niao, who was standing in front of the captain, and then at soldier number one. When he looked away, he sighed softly in his heart.
At this time, if he said that Qing Niao would definitely win, would it make his comrades, who were waiting for Captain to lead the veterans away … feel hopeless?
"I don't know if Qing Niao will win, and I don't know if Number One will win either. The competition isn't over yet. We won't know who the winner is until the final result is out."
In the end, soldier number three told his comrades in a slightly reserved manner. It was up to them to see if they could understand.
If he didn't give an answer, the male soldiers who were waiting for Qing Niao to lose inevitably felt a little uneasy. Someone swallowed softly and uneasily looked at Soldier Number One.
Brother, it's up to you whether or not you'll be able to help us all!
"Stop guessing. Number 3 is right. Once the result is out, we'll know who the winner is. Let's go and watch the shooting."
"Line up!"
"Line up!"
"Line up!"
The three scattered classes immediately regrouped with the squad leaders and were led to the shooting range by the squad leaders.
Ye Chien, who had arrived yesterday, did not have the chance to tour the training grounds properly. Now, Pigeon and Xia Jinyuan, who were heading to the shooting range, introduced the various training grounds to him.
Although Ye Chien had not toured the base, he had a rough idea of what was going on based on the information on the computer last night. However, looking at information and seeing the actual thing were two completely different concepts. The training grounds of the Snowfield Brigade base were all very large, and there was more than enough space for an entire regiment to train here.
The larger the training grounds, the more they had to learn. The more they had to learn, the more responsibility and danger they had to bear.
Ye Chien, who was not nervous at all about the competition, asked Pigeon softly, "What about fighter jets? Do we have fighter jets in the base? If you know how to fly a fighter jet, you'll need to … fly a fighter jet for training. "
Otherwise, how could he fly a fighter jet into the sky?
She still remembered Captain Xia telling her that when she was training in the depths of the desert that year, he flew a fighter jet over the desert and trained there for nearly two months.
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