My liver skills in the military camp

Han Li still did not let the new recruits join the queue, but stood at the front of the queue and began to lecture.

"Today is the first day of your subordinate company. As the instructor of the first squadron, I have the responsibility and obligation to remind you of one thing."

"Don't think that if you are assigned to the first squadron, you will be a member of the first squadron!"

"Based on your current performance, you don't deserve to be called a soldier, let alone a soldier of the first squadron!"

"If anyone is dissatisfied and thinks he is a good soldier, I, Han Li, am blind."

"Then use actual actions to slap me in the face! To prove that I was wrong!"

"Instead of like now, an emergency gathering, seven minutes passed and I couldn't even get out of the door! I couldn't even open my backpack!"

"What's seven minutes? It's a failing grade!"

"In this camp, the first squadron has never had such poor results!"

"Let me tell you, in the first squadron, there is no passing grade, no good, only excellence!"

Han Li paused and continued speaking in a serious tone.

"At this point, you have only one goal, and that is excellence!"

"If you can't do it, either you can find connections to transfer me, or you can just keep your head down and practice harder!"

"Duty officer, take it back."

After saying that, Han Li turned around and left with a gloomy face, as if he was dissatisfied with the recruits' performance today.

The watchman ran to the front of the queue and gave the order.

"All of them, turn right and bring them back."

Zhao Yang, who was standing at the head of the first class, gave a separate command to the first class.

"Class 1, run and walk!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Fei and others quickly followed Qi Xuan back to the dormitory.

The process of bringing back other classes is the same. The vanguard gives the command and brings them back in order.

Back in the dormitory, Ye Fei and others stood at the end of the queue, still carrying big bags, waiting for Zhao Yang's in-class lecture.

By the way, as the announcer, Jia Zheng did not participate in the emergency gathering. After getting dressed, he went to the duty room and sat there until everyone came back. He was very comfortable.

Just as Ye Fei expected, Zhao Yang concentrated his firepower and directed it at the new recruits.

"Did you hear what the instructor said?"

"Remember it well and think about it more when you can't sleep at night."

"Look at that look of yours again!"

"It's not embarrassing for you to run with this sheet on your back!"

"I believe you are deserters who lost the war!"

"Tomorrow morning, the class will organize a housekeeping inspection. I don't care what method you use. There won't be any wrinkles on the sheets tomorrow morning!"

"Disband!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the veteran non-commissioned officers of the first class took off their backpacks and prepared to sleep.

Ye Fei walked up to Qi Xuan and asked emotionlessly.

"Old soldier Qi, where are our class's irons?"

Hearing this, Qi Xuan, who felt guilty, was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses and walked to the study room.

"They're all in the TV cabinet. I'll get them for you."

Zhao Yang was taking off his shoes. After hearing this, he picked up his shoes and threw them at Qi Xuan, cursing that iron was not as good as steel.

"Does he have no arms or legs? Do you still have to ask you to get them for him?"

"Let him go by himself!"

It seemed that Zhao Yang was angry at Qi Xuan, but in fact it was Ye Fei who was scolding him.

Ye Fei pretended not to hear what Zhao Yang said with a gun and a stick, and thanked Qi Xuan.

"Thank you, Veteran Qi. I'll just go get it myself."

After saying that, Ye Fei didn't even look at Zhao Yang, and walked into the study room with the sheets.

Ye Fei could feel that he, the deputy squad leader, had a bad attitude towards him or all the recruits and had inexplicable hostility.

This was only the first day of the company, and there was no hatred or resentment between them. Zhao Yang still did this. It was obvious that this was his style of leading troops.

First put on a bad face, and then use various means to establish prestige, so that the recruits can extinguish the little ninety-nine in their hearts and stop the obedience training.

Whether it was his way of leading troops or the various encounters tonight, Ye Fei could understand it.

It's not like only one squadron is doing this, other squadrons also have their own methods to give the recruits of the lower company a show of strength.

After all, there are only more than fifty people in a squadron. For example, in a squadron, recruits account for two-fifths of the total number, excluding veterans who are on vacation, studying, on duty, and standing guard.

Recruits account for more than half of a squadron.

If the new recruits are not kept honest, if these old people are connected together, no one will be able to bear any big disturbance.

But Ye Fei is not a submissive character. It is impossible for Zhao Yang to keep targeting him without any reaction.

Now that Zhang Yu is on vacation, Zhao Yang acts as the squad leader. He is also the deputy squad leader himself. He has to deal with life and training. It is too easy to find some faults and punish others.

If he didn't find a way to deal with this, Yue Yefei would have a very uncomfortable life until Zhang Yu came back.

Ye Fei admitted that what happened tonight was because he was careless and careless, so he couldn't blame others.

In the following life and training, Ye Fei plans to go all out to do his best and not give Zhao Yang a chance to find fault.

If Zhao Yang was still nitpicking, it wouldn't be something that could be explained by setting rules for recruits and allowing them to train with peace of mind.

Just deliberately looking for trouble!

Ye Fei decided to fight him!

The chief of staff never scolded me!

The aggrieved Ye Fei took out the iron and turned around to find that Yang Ye and others also squeezed into the study room with sheets, and seemed to be planning to iron the sheets as well.

Looking at each other with sympathy, Ye Fei spread the sheets on the table, prepared to iron them, and turned on the light in the study room.

"Who told you to turn on the lights? Do you know it's lights-out time?"

This time it was not Zhao Yang who spoke, but Liu Shiyu. It seemed that the lights in the study room disturbed his sleep.

"Yes, veteran!"

Ye Fei's tone was very calm, but in his heart, his teeth were itching with hatred.

There is nothing wrong with what Liu Shiyu said. You cannot turn on the lights after turning off the lights and going to bed. This is a rule.

But there is no light, so Ye Fei and the others can only use the weak moonlight to iron the sheets, which is quite troublesome.

Zhang Yong and Quan Shiqian helped pull the sheets, while Ye Fei held the iron and pressed it from left to right on the sheets, moving very slowly.

Just keep going at this speed. After the four sheets are ironed, Ye Fei and the others don't have to worry about sleeping. They can just wash their faces and fold the quilt directly.

In the darkness, Ye Fei could not see that Yang Ye's eyes were flashing with tears.

The entire recruit company and the second class have not suffered any grievances, and they have become the uncle's regular customers. As long as the training results are good, they can eat meat.

This time, the veteran non-commissioned officer who had been pleasant in the morning suddenly became vicious at night.

It was miserable enough not being able to sleep and ironing the sheets, but also not being able to turn on the lights. Although Yang Ye knew this was a rule, he still felt aggrieved.

Especially when Zhang Yu and Wu Shiqi left for vacation, Yang Ye felt abandoned and helpless.

What? Aren’t there some new recruits you know here?

Ye Fei, who has the best quality, has too much time to take care of himself, so how can he expect new recruits?

Yang Ye, with tears in his eyes, suddenly remembered what Han Li said.

Here, you can only rely on yourself for everything!

Raising his hand, Yang Ye wiped away his tears calmly, with a burning fighting spirit in his chest!

That’s right! I have to rely on myself!

I can live well in the recruit company, and I can also live well in the grassroots squadron!

Just when Yang Ye was full of hesitation, thinking about how to make veterans and non-commissioned officers look at him with admiration.

Qi Xuan crept into the study room wearing his shirt.

"Shh!"

Seeing that Ye Fei and the others wanted to say hello, Qi Xuan stretched out a finger, put it in front of his lips, and whispered.

"Stop talking, the class deputy and the others are all asleep."

With that said, Qi Xuan took out a portable light source from the corner of the TV cabinet.

When the switch is turned on, warm and soft light instantly fills the entire study room.

The light was a little weak, but it was enough for Ye Fei to see the wrinkles on the sheets clearly, helping them finish ironing the sheets quickly.

Looking at Qi Xuan, who was holding a light source in his hand, like a divine messenger coming to the dust, Yang Ye suddenly felt that sometimes, for some things, you don't have to rely on yourself.

There are some people you can count on!

Zhao Yang hadn't slept yet. To be precise, no one in the class had slept except Liu Shiyu.

Qi Xuan's actions could not be concealed from Zhao Yang, but Zhao Yang said nothing.

Turning over, Zhao Yang saw a faint light coming from the study room, then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

In the study room, Qi Xuan saw that Ye Fei was a little unskilled, so he simply grabbed the iron and helped the recruits iron the sheets.

In fact, Qi Xuanda could just ignore Ye Fei and the others and sleep peacefully.

After all, this is how they came here at this time last year.

But lying on the bed, Qi Xuan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He thought of himself last year.

Qi Xuan was in a worse situation than them. At least the four of them, Ye Fei, knew each other. Qi Xuan, Li Jie, and Chen Pengfei had never met each other in the recruit company. They only met after they were assigned to the same class after the second company.

No familiar friends, a completely unfamiliar environment, and an atmosphere of great pressure.

There were many nights when Qi Xuan cried secretly in bed, missing home, wanting to go home, and even wanting to be a deserter.

Having been a soldier for more than a year, Qi Xuan understands why squad leaders and cadres have to go through so much trouble to recruits who have just joined the company, and understands their difficulties.

But Qi Xuan feels that whether it is training or tempering, suffering can indeed make people grow quickly, but it does not prevent him from holding a light and giving a little help and warmth to these new recruits.

Because he knows that being homesick is really hard.

Early the next morning, Ye Fei opened his eyes at five o'clock on time and prepared to get up and fold the quilt.

As soon as he got up, Ye Fei found that except for the recruits, everyone else in the dormitory was already busy, but no one called them.

In fact, Qi Xuan wanted to call them, but Zhao Yang stared at him.

This is different from last night.

Zhao Yang was so talkative that he was afraid that they would iron the sheets all night and delay the next day's training.

But getting up is a matter of attitude.

If you expect others to yell at you every day, what do you do for food?

Zhao Yang is very experienced in dealing with recruits who have no biological clock and can't get out of bed at midnight.

Throw the quilt into the corridor, water room, even toilet, or lawn a few times, and you will be able to get up naturally.

You can’t teach someone if you teach them, but you can teach them once and for all!