Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

"Quick, quick, move fast!"

As soon as Wu Jin finished speaking, he jumped down from the upper bunk.

Originally, he wanted to pat Qin Feng and wake him up.

But after landing, I was shocked to find that this guy had already put on his clothes and started to quickly pack his backpack.

"Fuck, it's faster than me!"

Wu Jin cursed in his heart and quickly started to put on his clothes.

As expected, Qin Feng was the first one in the class to get dressed and rush out of the dormitory.

"Team leader, even a new recruit is faster than you!"

Niu Tiejun didn't forget to make fun of him while carrying his backpack.

Wu Jin glared at him. "This is an emergency meeting. What are you talking about? Hurry up!"

"Hey, I never stopped!"

......

Thump thump thump...

The entire dormitory building seemed to come alive in an instant.

There were constant bursts of dense footsteps coming from the corridors and stairwells.

A series of fully armed figures quickly ran to the first floor.

After taking the gun from the armory, he quickly rushed out of the dormitory building.

But when they rushed out, they were surprised to find that there was already a figure standing in the open space in front of the building.

Moreover, he is a rookie with a limp!

It’s Qin Feng!

Qin Feng did not react much to the veterans' surprised looks.

Because he was the initiator of this emergency gathering.

The whistle at three o'clock in the morning was also blown at his request.

Therefore, Qin Feng woke up at around 2:40 in the morning and quietly put on his clothes in advance.

Well, that's the benefit of knowing in advance that an emergency assembly is going to take place.

Not only do you not have to worry, you can also see how flustered other people are.

You know what, it’s really cool!

No wonder those military commanders are addicted to blowing whistles to assemble in the middle of the night.

After a while, more people rushed out of the building and lined up.

Unlike the recruit company, the reconnaissance company's assembly is very orderly.

Moreover, it takes very little time.

However, Lu Xiaoguang and others gathered much more slowly.

After all the veterans had gathered, they hurriedly ran out of the building with their guns in hand.

Ge Zhiyong stood in front of the team, looked at his watch, and scolded without any hesitation.

"This emergency assembly is much slower than any other before! Especially you new recruits, you're dragging your feet. It's so slow!"

"Didn't you learn about emergency assembly in the recruit training camp? Didn't you learn how to pack your backpack?"

The recruits accepted the criticism without a word.

Because compared to the veterans, they are indeed much slower.

This is irrefutable, wrong is wrong.

Fortunately, Ge Zhiyong did not hold on to their weaknesses, but gave orders directly.

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

"Tell me about it!"

When they heard the three words "say it", everyone quickly retracted their feet and stood up straight.

Ge Zhiyong glanced at everyone coldly: "Simulate a real battle situation: We have received an order from our superiors to rush 35 kilometers to area XXX before dawn to support the battlefield!"

"In order to avoid being discovered by the enemy, we couldn't take any means of transportation and had to run!"

"Now everyone turn right and run!"

Giving orders by simulating real combat situations is a common training method among grassroots troops.

While increasing the sense of urgency, it can also fully mobilize the enthusiasm of the team members.

As a reconnaissance unit, the Tiger Reconnaissance Company has to undergo several such trainings almost every month.

Usually I run about fifteen or twenty kilometers.

However, no one thought much about it.

Extraordinary times require extraordinary treatment.

In order to prepare for the confrontation six days later, it is normal to increase the amount of training at this time.

The team looked like a long dragon, running towards the barracks entrance.

Ge Zhiyong took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Zhao Pengfei, we've all set out. Are you there yet?"

"Report to the company commander, we are still on the way and will start working as soon as we arrive."

"Very good. The next few days will all depend on you."

"Yes!"

......

At seven o'clock in the morning, the morning light spread across the mountains.

The air was filled with the smell of earth and grass.

Large areas of green appeared one after another on the mountain road.

The more than one hundred people in the reconnaissance company all carried heavy bags and hurried on their way, panting.

After running so far, everyone had consumed too much energy and their steps began to become heavy.

Seeing that the team behind was beginning to become a little loose, the platoon leader in the lead immediately said something to the people behind him.

"Pass the word, those behind keep up, don't fall behind!"

"Pass the word, follow up, don't fall behind!"

"Pass the word..."

As the command was passed down, the originally loose team gradually tightened up.

The marching speed was also slightly faster than before.

At this time, a military vehicle drove past, raising a cloud of dust.

When I looked closely, I realized it was the company commander's car.

Ge Zhiyong leaned half of his body out of the car window, holding a big loudspeaker in his hand.

"Tell me, are you tired?"

"Not tired!"

Seeing everyone looking listless, Ge Zhiyong smiled.

"You all look so worn out, you'd be a fool if you weren't tired!"

"I'm asking you again, are you tired or not?"

"Not tired!"

This time, everyone's answers were more exciting.

After being in the army for a long time, the veterans have become accustomed to saying the opposite of what they say.

No matter how hard or tiring it is, you have to say you are not tired.

Because no one in the army likes to hear discouraging words.

"Great!" Ge Zhiyong continued shouting into the loudspeaker, "Since you're not tired, let's sprint the remaining three kilometers. Is that okay?"

When they heard that they had to sprint three kilometers, everyone's faces fell.

My legs felt like they were filled with lead, I was so hungry that my chest was sticking to my back, and yet I still wanted to sprint?

Go for it!

"Company commander, can we sprint for the last kilometer?" A shameless person in the team spoke first.

"certainly..."

Ge Zhiyong raised the corner of his mouth first, then immediately changed his face like a Sichuan opera performer and said coldly: "No!"

"There's only so much road left, and you still have the nerve to bargain? Do you still look like soldiers of our Tiger Reconnaissance Company? Huh?"

I have to say, the last "Hmm?" is quite clever.

Many military commanders like to do this at the end of their speeches.

Combined with that murderous look, it can scare people so much that their legs tremble.

"Now, everyone, full speed ahead, run!"

The team began to speed up, and everyone gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

Ge Zhiyong's car followed the team, and the loudspeaker kept urging them on.

As long as someone slows down, they will be greeted with a warm greeting that is full of insults.

"By the way, I've already notified the kitchen staff to be waiting at the finish line!"

"The first fifty people to arrive will each receive four meat buns, two eggs, and a bottle of hot milk! The rest of you will go hungry!"

"Damn, why didn't you tell me earlier that there was food?"

Everyone cursed in their hearts.

Then, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, he rushed forward with gritted teeth.

At this time, we don’t care about the formation, first come first served!

After all, only if you rank in the top 50 can you get food!

Looking at the sudden burst of physical strength of the group of people, Ge Zhiyong was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

He sat back in the passenger seat, threw the loud speaker into the back seat, and looked very satisfied.

"A bunch of brats said they couldn't run any longer, but when they heard there was food, they ran faster than dogs!"

"In ancient times, people looked to plums to quench their thirst, and now they use meat buns to tap into their potential!"

Guo Haitao, who was driving, replied with a smile: "Qin Feng's trick is really effective."

Ge Zhiyong nodded. "Originally, I was worried that his second step wouldn't be effective, but judging by this scene, I'm afraid it will be even more intense than we imagined!"

"Isn't it good to be intense? That's what we want, the more intense the better!"

Guo Haitao glanced at him and suddenly said, "Old Ge, I suddenly have an idea."

"Huh?" Ge Zhiyong looked at him in surprise.

"You know, if we use such a mean trick, what if everyone hates us later?"

"That's true. I wonder what you think?"

Ge Zhiyong touched his chin and looked at him with a smile.

Guo Haitao smiled evilly: "Why don't we just sell Qin Feng out?"

Ge Zhiyong slapped his thigh, grinning like a broken old leather shoe: "Oh, that's exactly what I was thinking!"

"As the saying goes, a friend's death is better than my own!"

In the carriage, the two looked at each other and smiled like cunning old foxes.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Not far ahead, Qin Feng, who was running wildly, paused and suddenly sneezed twice in succession.

He rubbed his arms, looked at the sight-reading, and thought that the temperature in the mountains was really low!