Special Years

The first time in life is always full of mistakes.

The first emergency gathering of the second row was absolutely terrible in terms of effect.

When the last recruit from Shandong, Guo Xiangyang, ran out of the gate of the platoon with a loose jingle dangling gear on his back, and stood in front of the queue shouting "report", platoon leader Dadehan looked at his watch with a dark face.

"I said Adai!"

A long row of shouts came from the other side of the playground.

Everyone saw that there was a long line of people standing not far away.

A platoon is also organizing an emergency assembly.

Unlike the second row, the first row seems to have already assembled.

A long line of leaders held big-brimmed hats in their hands, armed with armed belts, and crossed their psoas in the other, proudly saying, "The slowest one on my side took six minutes, and I think it's more than ten minutes on your side, no way! You have to practice hard!"

"Don't talk to me, I'll be embarrassed, old Wu, get out of the way!" Dedham didn't lose at all, "Isn't this the first time to organize? Let's have a good show later!"

Although he said so with his mouth, his body was very honest.

In front of the team, Dedeham started stamping his small steps again.

"Ten and twenty-three seconds..."

"Ten and twenty-three seconds..."

He stopped, turned his head to look at his recruits, who looked like a wolf whose tail had only been trampled on, and suddenly went berserk.

"Even if I put a turtle in the row house! It can climb to me in ten minutes!"

After speaking, he walked into the queue and passed by each recruit, his eyes never leaving the backpack on everyone.

"Where are your shoes!?"

"Reporting the platoon leader... I don't know..."

"Where's the vat in the bag?!"

"Reporting to the platoon leader...forgot..."

After sweeping everyone's backpacks, Dai Dehan returned to the front of the queue and waved to Yin Xiancong.

"Run a few laps."

Yin Xiancong immediately raised his hand: "It's all there, turn right! Run around the playground for me! I'll stop and then stop!"

The recruits in the second row began to circle around the large playground.

Before they ran far, there were all kinds of jingles in the team.

All kinds of unfastened equipment began to fall from the recruits...

"Report to the squad leader! My backpack is scattered..."

"Behind, don't step on it, don't step on it, my quilt..."

"Whose mouth fell? Whose?"

At this moment, Zhuang Yan's heart is broken.

He has a huge problem with his backpack.

According to the skills and requirements of bundling backpacks, the small backpack straps must be wrapped around at least three horizontal lines and two vertical lines, which is called “three horizontal and two vertical lines” in military terms. A "Well" character bundle, not tied at all.

As the running speed increased, Zhuang Yan felt that the backpack was about to fall apart.

The first thing that came off was the raincoat tied to the top of the backpack...

"Report to the squad leader..."

"Run!" Before he could finish his report, Yin Xiancong, who was running, gave him a stern scolding, which made him swallow the rest of the words.

Then the shoes come off...

In the end, the backpack finally fell apart...

"Report to the squad leader..."

"Hold and run!"

His report was interrupted again.

In the entire team, more than one person Zhuang Yan was running with a scattered backpack.

Almost half of them are like that.

"stop!"

After running for two laps, the team was finally stopped.

Dai Dehan returned to the front of the team, looked at the group of breathless recruits, shook his head and said, "Look at you! Are you like a Chinese People's Liberation Army soldier now? No! PLA soldiers will not be like you, you Now it's like a group of deserters who have been defeated! So, don't think that you are already a soldier of five and six when you put on this uniform, I tell you! You are far away!"

He paused and swept everyone's face.

"When I say this to you, do you feel dissatisfied?"

No one dared to answer.

"Then, I will set a standard for you now, and practice according to this standard. Don't say that I underestimated you. Before you leave the company, if you can reach this level, I promise that you will not be tormented by emergency gatherings again!"

Turning around, he said to Yin Xiancong and other six squad leaders, "Go in and demonstrate once."

After all the squad leaders have returned to the row room, turn off the lights.

"Dududu-"

Deadham blew the emergency muster whistle.

There was a noise in the row room, and the eyes of all the recruits fell on the door.

One minute and twenty seconds later, Yin Xiancong came out first...

Then within two minutes, all the front and back squad leaders gathered one after another.

"You squad leaders, run two laps too, lest these recruits think we're unfair!"

After the squad leaders started running around the playground, Deadham started pacing in front of everyone again.

"I don't need your first-year soldiers to be as fast as the fourth squad leader, but at least within three minutes, this is my standard, if you don't meet this standard, then please be careful when you sleep at night, urgent The gathering will come from time to time!"

Dedeham is a man of his word.

This point soon became solemn and profound.

Because, as Dedeham said, recruits can't meet the process standard of completing the emergency assembly within three minutes a day, so UU reading www.uukanshu.com will do it from time to time.

On the night after the training mobilization meeting, the second platoon had a total of three emergency gatherings.

Once at 12 o'clock, once at 3 o'clock, and once at 5:50 when I woke up, I directly replaced the wake-up number with an emergency call.

Since the mobilization meeting, the air in the boot camp has unknowingly become tense.

With the regularization of training, the gradual increase in training intensity makes people unable to relax.

Every night, even though Zhuang Yan was sleeping, his nerves were still tense, and he had to prevent the squad leader from blowing the emergency muster whistle at any time.

In addition to the most basic queue training, physical training has also begun.

Although these physical trainings are not rigorous, if you look at the standards of veterans, running three or five kilometers a day is not a problem at all.

But for Zhuang Yan, this is really an old sin.

He finally understood why Dedeham advised himself on the first day of smoking that he had better give up smoking.

Because it was the first time to run three kilometers, Zhuang Yan felt like he was about to die.

The lungs are completely like an open bellows, and the cold winter wind blows directly into it, and you can almost feel the coldness on the alveoli and lung lobes.

After completing the first three kilometers, Zhuang Yan ran to the ditch beside the road, bent over like a dog who had taken the wrong medicine and vomited yellow bile water for a long time.

The only thing that makes Zhuang Yan a little gratified is that he is not the worst in the whole platoon. After all, he was on the football team in junior high school, and a camel was bigger than a horse. In the whole platoon, Zhuang Yan was not the first, nor the last. , I can finally get in the middle of the day.

It's not that the solemn can endure hardships, but according to the rules, dozens of recruits have to add a 400-meter sprint, euphemistically called - strengthening the leg muscles.