Counterfeit Hero

The routine drills of the Mechanical Maintenance Battalion are over. These trainees are different from the Special Forces Battalion. Their main training is to familiarize themselves with and master the structure and maintenance points of various active weapons and equipment. In future battles, those who only have theory but no operational experience will The maintenance soldiers will be scolded bloody, and the soldiers in the combat units are not good-tempered. They should be scolded if they can't repair it, and they should be scolded if it takes too much time to repair it.

Major Hank is a short officer who has been in the army for almost ten years. He is a good hand in military machinery maintenance. He does not look like a major officer, but more like a middle-aged farmer, with rough hands and a simple look. Just now I saw the fat man laughing happily next to him, and he endured it for a long time. As soon as the drill was over and the students were handed over to the fat man, he happily lifted a chair and sat aside to watch the training of the special battalion.

The students of the special battalion were fuming with anger. Just as a fat person left, another stupid person came, and the feud became deeper and deeper.

In the mechanical maintenance camp, except for a few veterans who had become monks halfway, the others were basically new students admitted to the mecha and weapon design and manufacturing department. The theory was left to them to master later. There was very little maintenance training before, and it was only superficial. Let them see and feel it.

It was Fatty's first time as an instructor, and the training methods and standards did not follow the manual. It was entirely his own method, and the teaching seemed very irresponsible.

He used an electronic pen to draw the decomposed parts and steps of the BG-17 federal energy rifle on the virtual board, and then demonstrated it step by step. After the demonstration, the rest was for the students to fumble while looking at the drawing. Disassembled and assembled.

Fatty himself practiced this way at the beginning. The BG-17 has a very good collection of parts. It is the simplest type of standard weapon. It requires each disassembly and assembly to be more familiar than the previous one. On this first day, he must do a hundred Disassembly and assembly times, until the standard of disassembly and assembly in 12 seconds and 15 seconds is reached.

Simple is simple, but the problem is that this thing is heavy. The students have just been drilled by Major Hank and queued up boringly. Their backs are sore, their hands are numb, their feet are weak, and they are complaining. Now this fat man who has been leisurely beside him is even more disgusting. After just a few pictures, the tiring and boring disassembly process made the students feel resentful.

Students and instructors tend to be at odds with each other. One wants to be controlled, while the other refuses to be controlled. Fatty was often beaten up by the bear instructor in the past. This kind of training usually only eases the relationship at the end.

The same goes for the mechanical maintenance camp, so just after Fatty tested the disassembly and assembly twice with a stopwatch, someone couldn't stand it anymore.

First there was a group of girls. They stood in front of the maintenance station crying and did not do anything. The fat man walked over and took a look, and gasped. Among them was the 50-year-old White Rabbit classmate.

The fat man stared at the white rabbit sanctimoniously, with one hand behind his back, pointing at her chest with his right finger, and said sincerely: "If you want to become a qualified graduate of the design and manufacturing department, you must not only have great ideals, but also have a broad mind. , you also need to be skilled in technique, practice quickly, I will watch you practice!"

Little White Rabbit didn't expect that the fat man with a dull expression standing at the door of the girls' dormitory was actually an instructor from the maintenance camp. Maybe he met an acquaintance. She cried louder and pumped hard when she cried. This puff made a bulging sound. My chest was beating up and down.

The fat man was dizzy from being jumped by the white rabbit, and thought to himself: "Demon barrier! It must be a devil barrier! There are two monsters in there!"

Looking away with supreme concentration, the fat man looked at the other girls and asked, "What's wrong? There have only been two disassemblies and reassemblies, and you still have 98 unfinished ones."

A girl cried: "Oh, my hand hurts and I can't even lift it up."

Some boys took the opportunity to shout: "The gun is so heavy, it can be disassembled and assembled a hundred times without being exhausted!"

"That's right! I think the instructor is persecuting us!"

"Twelve seconds to dismantle, fifteen seconds to install, who set the standards! It's impossible to do it."

"I've already seen that this fat guy is not a good guy, he looks so slutty!"

For a moment, the crowd became angry and chaotic, and the girls' cries became more and more earth-shattering.

The fat man was startled and said angrily: "Shut up!"

The instructor was an instructor after all. The students suddenly became quiet, and even the girls did not dare to cry anymore. After all, the fat man came here as a student. He knew what they were thinking and said with a smile: "You are all selected first among the countless candidates who applied for the Garipalan Military Academy. In terms of intelligence and ability, you are all the best." …”

Who doesn't like to hear compliments? This sentence made the students feel better, and they felt less hateful when they looked at the fat man.

Patting horses, pinching people, and flattening them are all Fatty's skills. Seeing that everyone's expressions softened, he stopped laughing and said: "However, you are not prepared enough to endure hardships. If you don't want to endure hardships, you just want to succeed. What are you doing as an army!"

The fat man said this in a rather harsh tone. People have a huge psychological gap and often lose their sharp reactions. This is the case for these students. Just after they were praised to the sky, they were immediately thrown into the trap again, and each one of them was speechless.

The fat man didn't give them a chance to react. He smiled again and said with a kind face: "Compared to me, a little lieutenant, you have a much brighter future! If you don't say anything else, just talk about this..." The fat man pointed. The head said: "I can't compete with you, and I can't catch up with you. In a few years, I will have to call you sir when I see you!"

"But..." Fatty said solemnly: "A soldier is a soldier! From the first day you step into the school, you are already a soldier. It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders! Now I am your instructor, and what I say is an order! Those who disobey, yes! Either pack your things and go home immediately, or be sent to a military court!"

The words "martial court" have an incomparable power of deterrence. In fact, federal military courts try everything. Not only big and important cases such as treason, but trivial matters can also be brought to court. However, this court only deals with military personnel and ignores everything else. It's just called a military court.

The faces of the students all turned pale, and some who made a lot of noise began to regret it.

The fat man picked up a BG-17 rifle and said: "This thing is the simplest firearm in the federal army. As long as you master the skills, you can complete it. How did the skills come from? It comes from hard practice! It's a mobile weapon It’s from the brain!”

As he said that, an assembled gun turned into parts in Fatty's hands in an instant and scattered on the table.

The students were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

"Watch." The fat man's hands turned into a ball of light. There was no need to pick up the parts at all. They were placed on the table and they came together so quickly. After a few crisp sounds, a BG-17 energy rifle was released. Assembly was completed in less than four seconds.

Thousands of students from the Mechanical Maintenance Battalion were silent, and they were shocked and admired in their hearts. This is real skill. What I did in one minute, the fat man completed it in a few seconds. What a great person!

It is always easy for people to obey the strong, and the students admired the fat man very much.

Especially the disassembly skills, the gun fell apart in the lieutenant's hand in an instant, just like a magician's performance, it was so magical and so handsome.

The few girls standing in front of the fat man were completely conquered. They collectively grabbed their hair, their pupils were dilated, their mouths were opened and they inhaled loudly, looking around and screaming.

The fat man was startled, and he played with the gun, and they collectively reached a climax. This was the first time he had seen such a situation. .