Chapter 104: Sharing Everything, the Old Squad Leader Gets Jealous

"Listen to the command, go prone!"

"Low crawl, advance!"

Lu Yang had just finished standing up once, when Guo Yongwen asked him.

"Lower abdomen, does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"Do you know why it hurts?"

Lu Yang shook his head, but Guo Yongwen lifted his camouflage uniform and tapped the metal buckle on his belt with his hand.

"Then I can't just not fasten the belt, can I?"

"Did you never think of fastening the belt crookedly?"

Having said that, Guo Yongwen lifted his own shirt; his belt buckle was indeed fastened crookedly on the left side, not centered as normal.

He demonstrated a prone position for Lu Yang, as well as single‑hand gun‑crawling forward, and after standing explained the reason.

"A belt buckle offset to one side doesn't hinder use; it actually reduces friction while crawling close to the ground."

"Also, when single‑hand gun‑crawling, you usually step with the right foot close to the ground, so I normally place the belt end on the left side."

Lu Yang felt an epiphany; there was such a little trick!

No wonder every time he went prone before, after low‑crawl he felt his abdomen being rubbed sore!

Because others also felt pain, he naturally assumed the training would inevitably cause that result.

Lu Yang immediately unfastened his belt, shifted the belt end to the left, and personally tried it; while prone his abdomen indeed no longer hurt.

"A miracle doctor!"

Lu Yang was greatly delighted!

This seemingly insignificant little technique is truly solid, practical knowledge!

But the surprises Guo Yongwen gave him went far beyond that.

From subtle adjustments in gun‑holding posture, to pre‑pressing the trigger with the finger in a quasi‑combat state, and how to quickly correct a deviated trajectory.

These are the valuable experiences Guo Yongwen has accumulated over years of shooting, knowledge ordinary soldiers rarely encounter.

Lu Yang's system rang repeatedly with "ding‑ding‑ding", indicating these new insights are highly practical and can help him quickly improve his shooting skill.

Soon, Lu Yang followed Guo Yongwen to the back of a clump of shrubs to learn the concealment camouflage techniques taught two days earlier.

The shrub cluster was about one meter tall, roughly 2.5 meters long, somewhat withered yet still fairly dense.

As long as a person hides behind it, the camouflage makes it hard to spot from a distance.

Guo Yongwen asked, "Now you're a sniper; during a movement, you need to briefly use this clump of grass as cover to fire back. Where would you hide?"

Lu Yang observed carefully, then slipped in from behind, concealing his whole body in the grass, exposing only a barrel.

Guo Yongwen tapped his head: "Pay attention to the question; it's about briefly using this grass during movement, not a long‑term ambush. You have little time; the enemy is right behind, and knows you're behind this grass."

Lu Yang thought, emerged from the grass, assumed a half‑kneeling stance to aim at the distance, then glanced back at Guo Yongwen who was asking.

Knowledge of actual combat is lacking for Lu Yang, because books don't describe it in such detail.

He only tells you to use cover reasonably for hiding.

Like a recipe that calls for a pinch of salt, a pinch of sugar.

Guo Yongwen shook his head, gestured, and had Lu Yang move to the opposite side to observe his side from the enemy's perspective.

Lu Yang, gun in hand, ran to a point twenty‑to‑thirty meters opposite and immediately spotted a flaw in his earlier action.

The shrub cluster was dense underneath and sparse on top; it seemed over a meter tall, but in reality only about sixty centimeters of the lower part could actually provide cover.

In other words, Lu Yang's previous half‑kneeling aiming exposed his crown.

If the opponent were also a sharpshooter, a single shot would have to lift his skull.

"Do you see the problem?"

"Hmm, can't be directly right behind!"

"Let me tell you how to hide in this situation!"

Guo Yongwen, gun in hand, half‑kneeling on the right side of the shrub, with the sun overhead leaning west, cast a shadow on the shrub from the east,

and that very shadow softened Guo Yongwen's already indistinct outline; even Lu Yang's eyes, which have special effect in wilderness, could not clearly see the opponent's torso, let alone achieve an effective kill.

However, Guo Yongwen also pointed out the drawback of this hiding spot: "A skilled sniper thinks in reverse. When he sees this clump of grass, his first instinct is to note the sun's direction and the shadow, allowing him to estimate your general concealment point."

"So, when your shooting skill and awareness are inferior to the opponent's, it's best not to choose a blind counterattack…"

Lu Yang summarized: "When facing someone stronger, it's best to run straight away."

Guo Yongwen laughed heartily, saying that's about right.

The private training session continued, and the two communicated with great rapport.

Clearly, Guo Yongwen, just like Gao Feng, has already taken Lu Yang as a new recruit of the Seventh Company, treating him as a key future cultivation target.

Especially, his learning and comprehension are so astonishing; whatever is taught clicks instantly.

During the one‑on‑one instruction, a military‑green jeep slowly drove into the Training Section in the distance.

First it stopped in front of the training unit building, and someone was asked a question.

Then the vehicle stopped, and Instructor He Zhen Tao hurriedly led Zhou Kaidong toward the firing range.

"Zhou Kaidong, you are Squad Leader Lu Yang, this time whatever you say, you must first find a way to convince him!"

"Shooting practice is exhausting; being a scout, being a sniper, exposed to wind, sun, rain!"

"Others say nothing works, but you say it will definitely work. While the car can still brake, hurry and pull him back!"

"I've already inquired; as soon as he arrived he was targeted by that little Guo. That kid, because he didn't get promoted to Platoon Leader, took his anger out on Lu Yang. Later, you'll take the lead, I'll support; we'll move with emotion and reason, and we must bring him back!"

"They're almost sending the new recruits to the next company; the newbies are busy reviewing previous lessons. What can Lu Yang learn here in this training unit besides suffering? Rather than waste his time, better send him back early, then have the next company go with me!"

Zhou Kaidong's steps suddenly halted, his face full of question marks as he looked at He Zhen Tao: "Instructor, aren't you making it too hard for him? Lu Yang never said he wanted a civilian job."

He Zhen Tao's temper is like a little spring, bouncing: "He can draw, can make bulletin boards, his speaking is that good, and he even understands human affairs; if he doesn't take a civilian post, what will he do? Either a civilian post or political work—he was born to hold a bowl!"

Zhou Kaidong turned and left: "If you say it like that, I won't persuade you any more!"

"Come back to me!"

He Zhen Tao grabbed him with one hand: "Alright, alright, even if you don't take a civilian post, are you willing to let such a good soldier be taken away by the Seventh Company Commander?"

He pleaded earnestly, just to vent a grievance: "Think of your Sixth Company Commander Ma Qing'an—his own sister was lured away by Gao Feng. Don't you want to lure Lu Yang into your Sixth Company, to give your commander a good dose of vented anger?"

"The unit needs balance; if Lu Yang goes to the Seventh Company, and you add that kid Guo Yongwen, can your Sixth Company still stand up in the future?"

"Think of your commander, think of your company, think of being repeatedly outshone on the arena. How can you swallow that feeling? As for me, I can't swallow it!"

Although He Zhen Tao's words seemed to sow discord, they struck Zhou Kaidong's soft spot.

For the regiment's honor, for the Sixth Company's rise, he indeed should do something.

And more than one person has already said similar words to him.

th Class Squad Leader Li Jiang once urged him to try, what if?

Deputy Team Leader Cheng Jun of the Sniper Training Squad also went to the New Recruit Company to find him, asking whether there was a chance to get Lu Yang into the Sixth Company.

Zhou Kaidong himself also liked this soldier, liked him a lot; now, after the Instructor's urging and provocation, he also decided to go all out.

But just as the two hurried toward the firing range, they saw from afar Guo Yongwen hand‑teaching Lu Yang how to shoot.

From tactical movements to adjusting shooting stance, he even crouched on the ground himself to give him pressure bullets.

Where is any hint of Lu Yang being bullied, ostracized, or suppressed?

Instead it was a scene of harmonious joy, a family‑like happiness.

He Zhen Tao, seeing this, saw Lu Yang's gunmanship and accuracy as seasoned as a veteran's, and his heart went cold halfway.

Done!

Done!

Can't send him back!

Damn Gao Feng, you're an old sow wearing a bad omen, one after another!

You said before there'd be no dispute, now it's come to this, letting your people cultivate him—aren't you deliberately trying to snatch my peach?

Zhou Kaidong saw Lu Yang not wronged but well cared for; he should have been happy, yet for some reason it felt like drinking old Chen vinegar.

This sour, uncomfortable feeling was just like when, as a child, the neighbor's kid borrowed his most beloved Ultraman toy and never returned it…