Reborn as an Armed Police Officer: I Became an All-Round Soldier King Through Duty

Fang Lin almost choked.

"Class monitor, how can these be the same?"

He wrapped his face up with a blank expression.

"What's the difference? If the gun barrel is wobbling, it's wobbling!"

Don't give me excuses.

Li Meng lay beside him, his shoulders twitching.

As soon as it moved,

Bao Cheng's gaze swept over.

"What are you doing?"

"Is your little bird going to fly too?"

Li Meng immediately tensed up.

"Report: No, it's just the cold wind!"

"Does the cold wind only blow on you and not on others?"

Li Meng shut up.

Bao Cheng walked behind the group.

"You start yelling after lying down for a few minutes, can't stand even a little pain, huh?"

"They shout slogans all the time, but when it comes to training, they get diarrhea!"

"Freeze them all!"

Fang Lin gritted his teeth and pressed the butt of the gun firmly against his shoulder again.

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"Everyone, get down on your knees!"

At sentry post number three

Zhou Heng swam around again.

Although the situation of construction workers accidentally wandering in had been resolved, he did not relax; on the contrary, he became even more cautious than before.

Once a person relaxes, their attention span tends to drop.

Around 9:20, the sound of the gate whistle came through the walkie-talkie again.

"Monitor, gatekeeper reporting."

"A local vehicle needs to enter the prison area to deliver supplies!"

"receive."

The monitor responded quickly.

"Identity verified, Emergency Response Team One is dispatched immediately!"

"yes!"

Not long after,

The emergency response team issued another report.

"The identities of the vehicle and its occupants have been verified and they have entered the prison area."

"receive."

The walkie-talkie fell silent again.

9:50.

Zhou Heng took a deep breath.

The sentry duty has ended.

The sentry duty has ended!

Soon the sentry came up.

After the handover was completed, Zhou Heng stretched his legs on the patrol route. This sentry duty was much easier than training!

And at this moment, on the training ground,

Fang Lin was still lying there in the cold wind...

After the debriefing session, Zhou Heng returned to his class.

Through the window, Zhou Heng saw several students from Class One practicing kneeling stance with rifles.

Something was still hanging from the muzzle of the gun. Zhou Heng examined it closely.

That's when I was surprised to find that what was hanging there was a kettle!

Holy crap!

Why is this packaging so heavy?

Squatting position to hang the water bottle

Isn't this just messing with people?

As soon as he finished his shift, Zhou Heng already missed his post.

Just then, the system's voice sounded:

[Daytime duty has ended.]

[Total duty time: 2 hours and 23 minutes.]

No special circumstances occurred.

[Rewards being generated...]

Zhou Heng shook his head.

"System, give me a military skill! What's the use of all this useless stuff?"

[Host, you must trust your luck!]

Zhou Heng:.....

I've already used up all my luck!

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired expert-level tea ceremony skills]

It's definitely all used up.

Zhou Heng sighed again.

There's really no way to get good skills without some special circumstances!

After resting for more than ten minutes, the voice of the monitoring operator came from downstairs.

"Sentinel, get off duty!"

"Time to go downstairs and get ready for training!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Heng immediately ran downstairs.

As soon as I arrived at the edge of the training field, a gust of cold wind blew, and all the heat in my body vanished.

The weather in this godforsaken place is absolutely outrageous!

"Report!"

Guo Xia glanced at the time.

"Rank up!"

"Return to your respective classes to prepare for training!"

"yes!"

When Zhou Heng returned to Class One, he saw Fang Lin kneeling on the ground with both legs bent.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Why are you kneeling on both legs at the same time?

Bao Cheng stood to the side, his tone full of speechlessness.

"I'll feed you~"

"Big brother, even if you're slacking off, it's still okay, isn't it?"

"Aren't you messing with me by kneeling on both knees?"

"Get up and rest for a while!"

Fang Lin felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Thank you, class monitor!"

"Class monitor, I love you!~"

"If you disgust me again, I'll make you keep squatting!"

"Get up, everyone, and stretch your legs!"

"yes!"

Just then, Zhou Heng shouted loudly:

"Report!"

Bao Cheng glanced at him.

Is the kettle full?

"Yes!"

Bao Cheng nodded, then pointed to the empty seat next to him.

"Take your guns and go to the back to warm up before training begins."

Zhou Heng: ...

broken,

He can't escape either!

Fang Lin's eyes lit up instantly when he saw Zhou Heng approaching.

"You're finally back! Come and experience it!"

Zhou Heng crouched down and took the gun.

"Damn, how long have you guys been doing this?"

Fang Lin glanced at Bao Cheng.

"We started at eight o'clock, spent the whole class lying down, and now we're practicing kneeling stance for shooting."

"She knelt for twenty minutes straight, while still carrying a water bottle."

"Congratulations, bro!"

"You've come from heaven to hell!"

Zhou Heng shook his head speechlessly.

indeed,

Compared to the comfortable sentry post, this place is truly hell!

After a two-minute break, Bao Cheng shouted again:

"stop!"

"Kneeling position~ Holding the gun!"

Fang Lin squatted down again with a bitter face, and this time he squatted for twenty minutes!

Several men crouched down and began to aim their guns.

Kneel on one knee, rest your left elbow on your knee, brace the butt of your rifle against your shoulder, and keep your eyes on the sights.

Then Bao Cheng shouted again:

"Everything's booked!"

"Five minutes will be added for each time the kettle falls to the ground!"

After saying that, he began to adjust them one by one. The water bottle should definitely be hung on the muzzle of the gun for the most "exciting" feeling!

It was fine at first.

But a minute or two later, Zhou Heng sensed something was wrong.

Once the water bottle is hung up, the gun muzzle keeps sinking downwards, requiring constant exertion of force from the wrist and arm.

The muscles tightened up quickly.

Five minutes later,

Zhou Heng persisted, but Fang Lin next to him started to waver again.

"Stay calm!"

The cold wind was still blowing, but Fang Lin was covered in sweat.

"Holy crap?"

"You make it sound so easy, I've been squatting here for over an hour!"

"Oh, this..."

Just then, Bao Cheng walked over.

What are you two saying?

"What's there to talk about?"

Zhou Heng immediately focused his attention and began to aim, but Bao Cheng's gaze was then drawn to Fang Lin.

"What the hell?"

Fang Lin.

"With the gun swaying like that, who are you aiming at?"

Fang Lin dared not look at Bao Cheng at all.

"Sergeant, I'm targeting the enemy!"

"Attacking the air force?"

Fang Lin: ...

Zhou Heng bit his lip and successfully held back.

But Li Meng was different; Bao Cheng heard him as soon as he laughed.

"Ouch?"

"What are you laughing at?"

Li Meng immediately tensed up.

"Report: I didn't laugh!"

"You think I can't hear you?"

"Come on, stand up!"

what?

Fang Lin was stunned.

No?

Has the class monitor changed his ways?

This actually made him stand up?

Li Meng felt somewhat flustered after getting up.

"Class monitor..."

Bao Cheng pointed at the self-defense post with a blank expression.

"Did you see that?"

"Go, charge through and come back!"

"what?"

"go!"

"yes!"

"Take the gun!"

".....yes!"

When Li Meng ran back, he was already panting heavily; he had been squatting for too long and couldn't run anymore.

"Squad leader... I'm back!"

"Keep your guns up!"

"yes!"

Now no one dared to make any underhanded moves, because Bao Cheng was really going all out!