It's already mid-June.

Standing solemnly in the queue in front of the dining hall, watching the mountain behind the dining hall shrouded in a heavy twilight, he was a little confused. The squadron leader was speaking in front of the queue, but he didn't listen.

"...This is the teaching brigade, you are all selected elites, this is not a company, so don't use the company's style to demand yourself, I will give you a new standard, one that is completely higher than any ordinary soldier. standard…"

This squadron leader is called Zhou Huping. He is not tall and strong, but he has a murderous look on his face and body.

A murderous aura that has a strong sense of oppression.

Even standing in a team of more than 100 people, Zhuang Yan can feel it all the time.

The team entered the dining hall in different classes, and taught the brigade to be prudent in everything they did. Before the meal, they had to sing and sing in a serious manner. It was not a perfunctory kind of thing. Which district team sang loudly and was satisfactory, eh, who Just go to the dining room.

On the table in the dining room, the dishes are set.

But no matter how evenly distributed, there are always differences.

The team that sings the best and pulls the song best can go first and select the most satisfying table in advance.

This is the rule of the coaching team.

If you can't sing well, you can't play well, you can't eat as well as anyone else.

Of course, in addition to singing and pulling songs, there is also a comment after the end.

The prescribed time for dinner is half an hour, no more than one minute, no less than one minute.

When Zhuang Yan finished his meal and washed the dishes, he went back to the row room. Luo Xiaoming stood on the lawn with a stopwatch in hand. When everyone came back, he shouted at the row room: "Give you fifteen minutes, hang up the gun. At the head of the bed, then tidy up the housework and immediately come out and gather!"

stopwatch.

This is what every soldier is most afraid of. Once the squad leader holds this thing in his hand, every soldier will have an invisible sense of oppression, which means that the squad leader is timing!

The room of the three-district team is on the first floor, with a large room outside with dozens of beds, and a small private room inside, one room and one living room.

Everyone was busy for a while. The room was crowded and the place was not big, but the time was very close. Everyone crowded into a nest of ants, and they finally rushed out of the row house.

When someone was late, Luo Xiaoming didn't lift his eyelids: "Stand aside!"

Students who arrived late obediently stood aside, waiting to be dealt with.

By the end, a total of three people were late.

In fact, this kind of lateness is justifiable. After all, there are indeed too many people, and the beds are not divided. Many people are not familiar with the situation, and they do not know where to put their luggage.

After the queue was over, Luo Xiaoming stood in front of the queue and said, "You are actually the squad leader in advance, you are also worthy!? If you can't even settle yourself in fifteen minutes, then you should be punished! Remember what the squadron leader said, you are now Students, not ordinary soldiers!"

He turned his head and said with a cold face to the students who were late: "One hundred push-ups! Count them out for yourself, don't ask me to shout!"

"one two three four…"

The three soldiers who arrived late didn't say a word, and immediately fell to the ground to do push-ups, counting them seriously for themselves.

"Remember some of the rules here, this is a bit different from the company, and the standards are not on the same line! I don't want to punish you, but when you make mistakes, I don't mind punishing you properly! Here, you have nothing to complain about. No one can help you, you can help yourself!"

Taking advantage of this time, Luo Xiaoming continued to explain some rules to everyone, getting up at 5:30 in the morning to train, ending exercise at 12 noon, starting physical training at 12:30 noon, resting at 1:30, and getting up at 2:30 in the afternoon...

Three meals a day are not allowed to exceed half an hour, lights are turned off at ten o’clock in the evening, six days a week, no weekends, each person goes up the mountain on Sunday morning to chop a tick of wood and send it to the cooking class, and wash clothes in the afternoon to rest…

Zhuang Yan listened to Luo Xiaoming's lectures, and secretly complained in his heart, "Damn it, you simply say that you can't rest and pull it down!"

On the first night, normal training did not begin.

All shift schedules organize shift meetings and schedule meetings separately on the lawn in front of the row houses.

This night was the last comfortable time for Zhuang Yan to teach the brigade.

All the students sat in a circle on the turf and introduced the situation to each other.

Through each person's self-introduction, he solemnly got to know the comrades in his class.

There are ten students in the seventh class of the third squadron, the third district team, including 6 soldiers in the first year and 4 soldiers in the second year. The squad leader Luo Xiaoming is the same as Yin Xiancong, who is the third year soldier. Due to his excellent grades, he was retained as a coach and squad leader.

This person is thin and has a dark face. When he is serious, there will be a few well-defined muscles around his cheeks, which are not angry and powerful.

As with any face-to-face meeting, all students first introduce themselves.

After everyone is introduced one by one, of course, they have entered the stage of inner analysis.

"Come on, let's talk about your feelings." Luo Xiaoming held the record book in his hand and pointed to a student beside him: "Tell me why you came to teach the team."

The student who was named stood up immediately, with his chest and back straight, his voice was loud, as if he was reciting a line: "I heard that the teaching team is the most difficult part of our 1st division. Since the day I became a soldier, I have been I want to go to the toughest place to exercise myself, challenge myself, and be the best soldier!"

Luo Xiaoming held the record book with the kraft paper cover in his hand and motioned the student to sit down.

Zhuang Yan felt that this kind of feeling must have been organized in advance, or it was written down on paper, just scripted.

Luo Xiaoming seems to have heard this kind of feeling a lot. The reason why he asked everyone to talk is just to follow the procedure.

His eyes suddenly fell on the solemn body.

"Your name…"

Zhuang Yan did not wait for Luo Xiaoming to say his name, and immediately stood up.

"My name is Zhuang Yan, I'm from the 273rd Regiment 3rd Battalion and 8th Company!"

"Tell me, why did you come to teach the team?"

Looking around solemnly, he felt that he should not continue with that dull and slightly dogmatic answer.

Everyone seems to be afraid to tell the truth.

If you don't say it, then say it yourself.

"Report to the squad leader, I came to the coaching team because I heard that as long as the coaching team graduates, they can be the squad leader!"

Luo Xiaoming's eyes lit up.

It was the first time he heard such a straightforward answer from a student, so he encouraged him: "Well said, it's not like a soldier who is a general is not a good soldier, but when a general, you must first be a squad leader! Tell me, what are the benefits of being a squad leader? ?"

Zhuang Yan scratched his head with a smile and said, "Squad leader, I really don't know what it's good for, but I am a soldier of the same age as him..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Xu Xingguo, who was bewildered.

"He said he was going to teach the team and be my squad leader in the future. I didn't want to be his subordinate, so I tried my best to come here."

All the students in the class were stunned.

All eyes fell on Zhuang Yan.

No student has ever said that.

Although Luo Xiaoming knew that this was the mentality of most soldiers, he never dared to say it.

After being stunned for a while, Luo Xiaoming suddenly burst out laughing.

"Well said! What I want is the truth! I'm not afraid to tell you, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I also thought the same way back then, to be a soldier, even if you don't want to be the queen, you are a big man with a handle. Who wants to lose to their comrades in the same year!"

The atmosphere of the shift meeting has become lively.

After the meeting, Luo Xiaoming asked the students to go back and get their clothes ready to take a shower. He also stated that a thorough examination would be conducted tomorrow. If they failed, they would be returned to the original company.

When taking a bath, Zhuang Yan opened his eyes.

It turned out that although the barracks of the teaching team was better than that of Town N, the most basic facilities were still very rudimentary. There was no running water. Except for a puddle behind the family courtyard, there was only a river on the shooting range.

This is a small river more than two meters wide. The source is a waterfall in a nearby scenic area. After passing through the shooting range, I don't know where it flows.

The three squadrons of more than 300 people jumped into a river like a pot of boiling dumplings.

Zhuang Yan thought that the elimination system that Luo Xiaoming said was bluffing, but after only one day, he knew that he was very wrong.