Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

"Qin Feng, tell me a number. If we don't get the mobile red flag back next week, how many laps do we have to run around the playground?"

Faced with the life-threatening question given by Zhao Pengfei, Qin Feng's eyes twitched wildly.

Just now, Zhao Pengfei mentioned next week's mobile red flag selection.

In the army, the mobile red flag not only symbolizes collective honor, but is also linked to the final assessment results of veteran squad leaders.

The mobile red flag is selected once a week.

The more you get, the more capable the veteran is.

On the contrary, the worse.

Zhao Pengfei was anxious to achieve results and get promoted, so he naturally attached great importance to winning the mobile red flag.

As the class vice-president, Qin Feng was in charge of class affairs, so the pressure naturally fell on him.

Therefore, Zhao Pengfei asked him to get back the mobile red flag next week.

If you can't get it back, you will be punished directly.

Qin Feng is also in a very messed up state at this moment.

But the pressure has already come, and there is no way to escape it.

The drill ground of the recruit company is 400 meters in one lap.

Three kilometers is seven and a half laps.

Five kilometers is twelve and a half laps.

With my current physical fitness level, I can run three kilometers, but I have to grit my teeth to run five kilometers.

After all, the passive skill [Tian Xing Jian] is a growth talent, and Qin Feng cannot increase his physical fitness significantly in a short period of time.

"Ten laps, maybe."

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment and gave an answer that he thought was more appropriate.

"Ten laps?" Zhao Pengfei scoffed, looking at him askance. "Don't you have a bottle of Red Bull in your closet? If you take that, wouldn't it be incredibly powerful?"

Depend on!

Do you want to be so vindictive?

I said I didn't want that thing anymore, but you forced me to take it back!

"Then... thirteen laps?" Qin Feng added a little tentatively.

"Thirteen laps only show up for five kilometers. Are you drinking AD calcium milk and coaxing the kids?"

Oh shit!

Qin Feng was also drunk!

It was you who asked me to put that thing in my pocket, and you said it was free and I would be sorry if I didn’t take it!

Now you are bringing up old things in front of me, you are amazing!

"Why do I smell a sour smell?" Chen Sanxi moved his nose.

"I smell it too." Li Jiasheng echoed in a low voice.

"Sorry, I didn't wash my socks yesterday..."

Qi Meng smiled awkwardly, pulled out the smelly socks from under the mattress and threw them into the basin.

"Fifteen laps." Qin Feng gritted his teeth and added two more laps.

"Only fifteen laps?" Zhao Pengfei smacked his lips and shook his head, then looked at the others: "What do you think, is fifteen laps enough?"

"Not enough!" Everyone shouted in unison, as if they had discussed it beforehand.

"Squad Leader, Deputy Qin is so capable, fifteen laps is simply disrespectful to him. I suggest starting with twenty laps, and there's no upper limit!"

Looking at Li Jiasheng with a gloating look on his face, Qin Feng really wanted to kick him twice.

Damn it, you actually dared to stab me in the back!

However, Li Jiasheng's words quickly received everyone's response.

"Twenty-one laps!"

"twenty two!"

"Twenty-four, auspicious..."

A group of guys were like at an auction, helping Qin Feng to increase the penalty in circles.

Only Chen Sanxi, the big idiot, shouted ten rounds for Qin Feng.

Qin Feng really wanted to press his head into the urinal to wake him up.

Forty laps, wouldn’t that drive someone to death?

Zhao Pengfei looked like he was just watching the fun and didn't want to make a big deal out of it: "Qin Feng, this is already forty laps. It's not too much to give one more lap to the squad leader, right?"

"No, not too much..."

Qin Feng broke out in a cold sweat.

He was starting to panic a little.

Because he guessed what kind of routine he would face next.

As expected, Zhao Pengfei began to let himself go and acted like a non-human being.

"Since the squad leader has given one, giving one to the second platoon leader isn't too much, right? Right? Red Bull, Brave the World?"

"After the second platoon leader has given away one, shouldn't the first platoon leader give away another? You like AD calcium milk, so I'll buy you two boxes later."

"The platoon leader has already given it, so it's not too much to give it to the instructor as well? And then give it to the company commander..."

Qin Feng's scalp started to feel numb as he listened to the number of circles going up.

Are you trying to run me to death?

In the end, Zhao Pengfei made it an even number for him, fifty laps.

Moreover, Qin Feng was asked to stand up and sign a military order.

This proves that it was Qin Feng who insisted on running away and it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Qin Feng's frustrated look, Li Jiasheng almost laughed out loud.

Fortunately! Fortunately, he abdicated in time.

Otherwise, he would be the one in trouble now.

What does fifty laps mean?

A full twenty kilometers is basically equivalent to running a half marathon.

Some people may say, isn’t it just a half marathon? It’s not that difficult.

Brother, the army has to conduct training every day, and the extra fifty laps must be completed on the basis of the original ones.

This is equivalent to multiplying the training volume for the day by two or three times!

Not to mention the new recruits, even for the veterans, it is quite terrifying!

After the class meeting, the squad leader began to check everyone's recitation of the rules and regulations.

The form of random inspection is very simple, just running a train.

Starting with the first person, each person carries one.

If you can’t memorize it, copy it fifty times, or do three hundred push-ups.

"What is the first duty of a soldier?"

"First, to implement the principle of strict military discipline and strengthen discipline..."

Although the first soldier stuttered, he managed to recite it.

But when it was Chen Sanxi's turn, this guy stuttered and couldn't get it out for a long time.

"Push-ups, or copying as punishment?"

"Punishment copy..."

"Go to the side and copy!"

Zhao Pengfei told him to get out without any hesitation and then moved on to check the next person.

"The third one, back!"

"Monitor, I choose push-ups."

"..."

Zhao Pengfei was speechless. You didn’t memorize a single word?

"You, six hundred!"

"what?"

Qi Mengren is an idiot.

Isn’t it three hundred?

How did it become six hundred?

"Are you deaf?" Zhao Pengfei glared at him. "Do you want me to give you another three hundred?"

"I'll do it right away!"

Qi Meng was so scared that he quickly leaned on the ground and started doing push-ups while panting.

Zhao Pengfei snorted coldly, pointed at everyone and said, "If you can't recite it, it's a brain problem. If you didn't recite it at all, it's an attitude problem!"

"Later, if anyone is like Qi Meng and can't memorize a single word, they will also have to do 600 push-ups. You won't be allowed to sleep until you finish them!"

Except for the first recruit who got away with it, the rest were all terrified.

Because most people get distracted when memorizing the rules and regulations.

Of course, Qin Feng is definitely not included here.

The system [Imitation] has helped him imprint the contents of the regulations in his mind.

So not surprisingly, when Zhao Pengfei asked Qin Feng about it, he recited it all word for word.

But just when everyone thought that today's spot check was over.

Zhao Pengfei once again set his sights on the new recruit in front.

Excuse me!

It's impossible to please by trying to please!

Zhao Pengfei was not going to let anyone go.

This way of driving a train seems to have some rules to follow.

But after one round, then another, and two or three rounds, they would all be killed.

"Soldier's Duty, Article 11: Carry."

"Article 11, Article 11 seems to be, uh, obeying discipline, uh..."

"Why the hell are you taking a shit here? Why don't you just roll over and copy it!"

The new recruit dragged his small stool to the bedside with great difficulty.

Together with Chen Sanxi and others, I was punished to copy the text.

The remaining two fish that escaped the net soon fell in the second round.

Not to mention memorizing the following content, they didn't even look at it, so it would be a miracle if they could memorize it.

Now, only Qin Feng is still holding on, and it seems that he is in conflict with Zhao Pengfei.

"Article 13!"

"Thirteen points: observe combat discipline, obey orders, and follow commands..."

"Fourteen!"

"Fifteen, sixteen...twenty..."

No matter which one Zhao Pengfei pointed out, Qin Feng could recite it word for word.

Sometimes, Zhao Pengfei's reading speed could not even keep up with Qin Feng's reciting speed.

Damn it, I just don’t believe it!

I don’t believe that anyone can have such a good memory!

But as a cheater, Qin Feng can indeed stay with him here until dawn.

In the words of Captain Wu Wu Kai, I can fight with you all day long!

But Qin Feng is well aware of the principle of being low-key in life and high-key in work.

There is no need to show off too much in some unnecessary occasions.

"Article 52: The unit must have a solid foundation in terms of construction, and it must be used in combat, training, or... forget it..."

"Very good, copy it fifty times as punishment!"

"Yes."

Looking at Qin Feng's back as he obediently copied the punishment, Zhao Pengfei finally showed a look of joy!

Grandma finally got a comeback!

I said it’s only been a few days, how could you possibly memorize so much?

This is a human brain, not a robot!

But when he saw the words in Article 52, the corners of his eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.

Because this paragraph has very few words!

Zhao Pengfei finally reacted: Qin Feng is deliberately letting me win and playing tricks on me?

.......

"Run! Run for me!"

"I didn't eat dinner, so take bigger steps!"

"The old lady at the entrance of our village, leaning on a cane and carrying eggs, can run faster than you!"

Snapped!

The weapon belt fell from the air and hit Qin Feng's butt with a slap.

Qin Feng screamed in pain and shot out like a rocket.

On the playground at night, the recruits of Class 4 who were running three kilometers were all stunned when they saw this scene.

"Did Brother Feng offend the squad leader in some way?" Chen Sanxi's already small eyes were filled with question marks.

"I don't know, I don't understand it at all..." Qi Meng shook his head, also very confused.

"What do you know?" Li Jiasheng ran leisurely, the smile on his face almost overflowing.

"Beating is love, scolding is care. The monitor is using his own way to motivate the deputy monitor to make progress."

"How can we, the soldiers, enjoy such treatment?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately said "Oh~" meaningfully.

At the same time, he showed a sympathetic and encouraging look to Qin Feng who was being urged forward by the squad leader.

At this moment, Qin Feng was running with his teeth bared, cursing madly in his heart: "Damn Old Zhao, you have no martial ethics, no martial ethics..."