Special Years

Over the next few days, new recruits arrived at the recruit camp one after another.

Since the new recruits have not arrived, the training has not yet started. In addition to learning how to fold quilts with their squad leaders every day, the recruits are brought to the playground next to the row house to learn the most basic soldier formation posture.

This kind of low-intensity training time made Zhuang Yan excited for a while, and he even had an illusion—the so-called quick response troops were nothing more than that!

Of course, Zhuang Yan's little thought did not give up. He sent the first letter to his family.

In the letter, Zhuang Yan described the boot camp as a horrible hell. He tried his best to complain, and painted his own squad leader and platoon leader's strictness. At the end of the letter, he did not forget to threaten Zhuang Zhenguo, claiming that he would never come to rescue him. Send them to the logistics force themselves, then they may face the fact that they have a deserter's son.

Even in this low-intensity training time, Zhuang Yan's rogue temper made him offend people again.

This time, it was the fifth squad leader Niu Dali who was offended.

Niu Dali is as his name suggests.

Zhuang Yan felt that this guy's parents simply gave their son a proper and extreme name.

Niu Dali's first impression is that Kong Wu is powerful. Although he is not particularly tall, he is full of juicy tendons. Standing there, there is always a suffocating sense of strength.

Zhuang Yan is most disgusted that Niu Dali often wears the blue vest with the words "1 Division Teaching Team" in the row room in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, and holds a 10-kilogram barbell bought in a sporting goods store as one hand. Curls.

Every time you finish, you must stretch out your forearm, then bend it, so that the terrifying biceps like a hill are fully displayed in front of everyone.

When he arrived, he looked around at all the recruits, passing everyone's face with a look of contempt and provocation.

"Look! Have you ever seen such a big bicep!?"

After that, I was intoxicated by the admiration and flattery of the recruits against their will.

Every time at this time, the solemnity who always prided himself on relying on his brain to eat his food sneered in his heart.

What's so great about this?

The ox is strong, but the ox plows the field!

What age is this? This is the age of eating on the head! Still stronger? Might as well be better than the brain!

Of course, this kind of thinking can only be obscenity in my heart, and I don't dare to say a word on the surface. Niu Dali looks like a person with much more developed muscles than his brain, not to mention that he is the monitor of another class, so he can't get along with him.

However, on the third day of entering the barracks, Zhuang Yan still provokes this stubborn master.

The cause is internal training.

This repetitive and tedious training lasts for hours almost at a time.

Often it is the squad leader who demonstrates, and then the recruits do the same, while the squad leader explains the skills.

It seems that it is not difficult to fold a quilt, but the difficulty lies in meeting the requirements of the veterans.

The quilt should not only be in the shape of a tofu block, but also must not have a slight curvature. It must be straight and square like a knife.

"Look at you! You can't even fold a quilt! How can you be a qualified soldier!? With your urgency, let alone a soldier, even a militia is not qualified!"

On this day, Niu Dali was in charge of internal affairs training. With an armed belt in his hand, he walked up and down the aisle in front of the bed frame, like a prison guard inspecting his prisoners.

"Look at what you're stacking? Is this housework? This is shit! A piece of shit! Do you know what **** looks like!?"

"Look at what you're stacking? What are you graduating from!? Ah? High school? High school students should be at an early level? Even my junior high school students are not as good as me!"

Niu Dali joined the army from a rural area in southern Fujian. His educational level was actually not high, but he was willing to endure hardships, so he became a squad leader.

But he has a natural resentment compared to those with higher education, and once he gets the chance, he will use the education of recruits as the object of ridicule.

Zhuang Yan couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked Niu Dali: "Report to the squad leader!"

"Tell me!" Niu Dali raised his armed belt, and said with an unfinished expression: "Zhuang Yan, are you not even good at folding the quilt? Look at you, a young soldier, who has never done housework at home, right? ?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Yes, yes, the squad leader is right, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I really haven't done housework at home, but I have a problem."

Niu Dali said, "Say, what's the problem?"

Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "What is this unit used for?"

Niu Dali didn't want to say: "Of course it's to protect the family and the country!"

Zhuang Yan asked again, "Does this stack of quilts have anything to do with protecting the family and defending the country?"

Niu Dali was stunned for a moment, at a loss for words.

In fact, Zhuang Yan knew that this question was really arrogant, but he knew that Niu Dali was clumsy, and he couldn't compare to Niu Dali himself.

Niu Dali scratched his head and thought about it for a while, but he did not come up with any natural connection between the quilt and protecting the home and the country.

All the recruits quietly covered their mouths, not wanting to laugh if they wanted to.

Niu Dali's face turned purple a little bit, and finally gave a solemn and vicious white look, came over and shook his quilt away fiercely and shouted at him, "Why are there so many problems with your mother-in-law's recruits, if you want to fold them, just fold them, Stop playing tricks on me! If you are more wordy, I will let you run ten laps on the playground!"

Zhuang Yan replied loudly: "Squad leader, I'm asking you a question! I'm a recruit. I ask the squad leader to explain the connection between making quilts and defending the country!"

Then he stood there triumphantly, staring at Niu Dali provocatively.

Niu Dali's face was purple and then blue, and his expression changed.

In the end, he did not answer the solemn question, but walked towards the solemn step by step.

Zhuang Yan suddenly realized that he had gone too far.

This is the squad leader. He was happy for a while, but he actually hurt his face in public. How could he let him go?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Now, he has some regrets.