deep sea

Jian Chengye's dormitory is very close to Fu Ze'an's dormitory, next door to each other, with only a wall in between.

When Jian Chengye was leaving the dormitory, he happened to bump into him going out: "Are you dizzy?"

Fu Ze'an shook his head: "I'm not dizzy anymore."

Go downstairs to the playground with him shoulder to shoulder, 30 minutes earlier than usual, when the playground is empty.

They made a special appointment to give the recruits a surprise and observe their reflection ability at the same time.

Three hasty whistles and a sonorous assembly sound broke the tranquility of the morning.

Yin Xu irritatedly pulled the pillow and covered his head and shouted: "Who the hell is a monster in the early morning, and still keeps people from sleeping? Disturbing people's dreams, you will die!"

The roommate saw that he was not moving, lying on the bed as if nothing happened, the hand in the coat quickly pushed him to wake him up: "Don't sleep, wake up, we're assembled."

It was only then that Yin Xu remembered that he was not the third young master enjoying the blessings at home, but a grass in the recruit camp.

Glancing at the alarm clock, damn it, it's only 6:30.

Quickly got up from the quilt, lifted the pants, took the coat, and ran towards the playground without caring whether the buttons were buttoned properly.

Jian Chengye's slender body stood in the center in front of the team, and Fu Ze'an stood on his right.

Jian Chengye and Fu Ze'an looked at the first newcomer who arrived in just one minute, and the clothes were neatly dressed, and they were surprised for a moment.

Sure enough, no matter where you are, there will always be good people.

Sheng Yubai's back was straight, and he stood at the usual assembly position in a standard upright posture.

After a while, recruits came one after another, all looking anxious and not waking up, Fu Ze'an couldn't help frowning, it's really not as good as one generation after another.

Jian Chengye is not angry when he sees this scene, the recruits need to be trained/taught well in order to become the pillars of the country.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "I will give you 30 seconds to organize your clothes."

Upon hearing the order, a group of recruits hurriedly buttoned up their buttons, lifted their trousers, and tied their belts, all in a hurry.

Jian Chengye counted 30 seconds silently in his heart. There were still some recruits who had not been sorted out. In short, the time was up, and he would not tidy up the time again: "It's time, stand at attention, since you haven't woken up yet, I'll let you wake up now, All do one hundred push-ups on the same spot, listen to my instructions, unify when I count one, and unify when I count two, if I find someone slacking off in troubled waters, all will be punished by ten more."

Rows of recruits got down with resentment, unwilling but did not dare to resist.

Doing push-ups in this way is the most tiring. One person can quickly complete a hundred push-ups, but if you do it with multiple people, wait for everyone to bend down, and then wait for everyone to push up. The longer the arm supports, the more energy it consumes. big.

After a hundred push-ups, each recruit was sweating profusely. The sweat beads on his forehead slid down his cheeks to his chin, but no one dared to wipe it off.

At that time, if you are caught doing petty tricks, you should be punished by the iron-blooded instructor again.

Jian Chengye felt a little bit regretful that he didn't catch the lazy one, and he didn't have a chance to punish him, but he regretted it for too long, and the future will be long.

Scanning for a week, he asked, "Are you all awake?"

They said in unison: "Report to the instructor, wake up!"

Jian Chengye: "I haven't woken up from the sound."

He shouted hoarsely: "Apply for the instructor! Sober."

Hearing the somewhat hoarse voice in the loud and clear voice, he was satisfied and stopped torturing them.

Finger introduced to Fu Ze'an: "This is your instructor, Fu Ze'an. The ugly words come first, and his orders are my orders. If I find that you disrespect or disrespect his orders, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yin Xu curled his lips when he heard the name. People like Fu Ze'an are also worthy of being an instructor, so aren't they afraid of misleading the recruits?

Fu Ze'an glanced around, and when he saw the second one in the first row, his eyes flashed with surprise. The third son of the Yin family also came to serve as a soldier?

Jian Chengye's gaze frightened the entire team: "I am very dissatisfied with your performance this morning. Sheng Yubai was the first to arrive at the playground and dressed neatly. Everyone should learn from him about this."

For a moment, his eyes fell on Sheng Yubai.

Jing Si, who shared the dormitory with Sheng Yubai, said wildly in his heart: I finally know why he didn't take off his military uniform to sleep. It turned out that he was waiting to show himself in front of the instructor today and show off.

Bah, shameless scheming bitch!

After a simple praise, he said: "There will be such an emergency assembly at any time. The performance is still as bad as today. Don't blame me for doubling the punishment. The training content in the morning is the same as yesterday. One hour of military posture, if you can't stand well, continue standing."

Yin Xu was the first to stand up and express his resignation: "Yesterday I stood in a military posture all day, and today I stand in a military posture again. Is there nothing else besides this? We are here to serve as soldiers, not to bask in the sun."

In the two days in the new barracks, I learned nothing except getting tanned and being punished. I was so angry!

Fu Ze'an frowned, and just about to speak, Jian Chengye spoke first.

Jian Chengye's eyes fell on him, it was the first time anyone dared to refute what he said, it seemed that he was the one who wanted to drink water yesterday.

He likes to stab their heads like this, and he is worried about giving them a dismount, intimidating them: "Standing in a military posture is the foundation of all military operations, and the military posture is the soul of a soldier. Even the military posture is not good. The inside is wobbling like a maggot, just like you, what face do you have to learn from others."

Yin Xu: "If you have the ability to stand for three hours, I don't believe it. You can stand up straight for three hours without moving a bit."

Jian Chengye raised his eyebrows slightly, and what he was waiting for was this sentence: "Okay, for three hours, we will supervise each other face to face, if I move a finger, I will kill or cut you as you please, if you move Let’s take a moment, all the staff do [-] laps on the playground, and if you don’t complete the run within half an hour, I let the cooks not have to prepare your lunch, how dare you compare.”

Yin Xu: "Of course I dare to compete, but I am the one who is competing with you. Why should I lose? They all have to run away."

Twenty laps of the playground is equivalent to eight kilometers. This is determined to increase hatred for him and deliberately make others hate him.

He is not fooled by this.

Jian Chengye said indifferently: "You are a group, if one person makes a mistake, all of you will be punished."

Scanning him up and down, with contempt in his eyes: "Don't question my words if you don't dare to bet, and stand in a military posture honestly."

Yin Xu couldn't stand the excitement.

"Who says I dare not gamble, do you mean what you say? If you lose, you can kill or cut as you please. If you lose then, don't lie to your debt."

Jian Chengye: "Once a word is spoken, it is hard to chase after it."

In the military posture, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose to a recruit.

His eyes fell on Fu Ze'an: "Ze'an, come and help me time."

The corner of Fu Ze'an's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, and he nodded. He believed that Jian Chengye would never lose.

If someone who came out of 001 couldn't even stand in a military posture and lost to a recruit, wouldn't it be ridiculous to spread the word.

Under the blazing sun.

Jian Chengye and Yin Xu faced each other, standing straight, a group of recruits stared at Jian Chengye closely, trying to catch the moment when Jian Chengye relaxed.

It was about whether they were fined to run twenty laps, whether they had lunch, staring at him, not daring to relax for a moment.

The sun gradually rises overhead.

A bead of sweat ran from forehead to chin, dripped to the ground, and evaporated in the air.

Yin Xu's legs were a little numb, and he looked at Jian Chengye, keeping his original posture motionless, as straight as a poplar tree.

Suddenly, I felt a jerk in my calf, and my whole body leaned forward. The secret channel was not good, and it was too late to stabilize myself.

The corner of Jian Chengye's mouth curled up, and he said mockingly: "I thought you could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable."

Yin Xu: "What do you mean by that!"

Jian Chengye ignored him and looked up at the watch on his wrist: "From now on, if you don't finish [-] laps in half an hour, you won't have lunch."

The recruits grimaced one by one and complained:

"I have no skills, so I have to stand up and bet bravely. If I lose, it's fine, and I will implicate us."

"If you don't have the ability, don't show off the limelight."

"Such a big sun, such a hot weather, [-] laps on the playground, if I can survive after running, I really admire myself."

Jian Chengye listened to the whispered discussions again and again, but no one took any action: "Don't you want to have lunch yet?"

Yin Xu, you complained about him, stuck in your throat, and ran around first.

Seeing that someone was leading the lap, the others hurriedly followed.

Lunch break.

Yin Xu deliberately inquired about Fu Ze'an's dormitory, and caught him at the door: "Fu Ze'an, when did you become an instructor?"

Not special forces?

Being called by my name directly, I frowned: "This is the army, not my family. You should call me Instructor Fu!"

Yin Xu: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Fu Ze'an: "Mission."

What is the specific task, do not explain much.

Yin Xu: "Liar, I think you were demoted to become an instructor in the new barracks."

Fu Ze'an: "When have you ever seen an example of a special soldier being demoted to a new barracks as a counselor?"

Looking at the three flowers, the 27-year-old colonel was rare. He curled his lips and no longer struggled with this question: "My second brother misses you very much. When will you go back and see him?"

He hated Fu Ze'an snatching away his dearest second brother, but the second brother just liked him.

Fu Ze'an went to serve in the army, and the second brother never forgot, and wrote to him from time to time.

In his heart, Fu Ze'an is the reincarnation of a vixen, or the reincarnation of a vixen who can seduce people, and he keeps his second brother around.

Fu Ze'an: "It depends."

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was just a polite way to dismiss him casually.

Yin Xu insisted: "Tell me the specific time."

He is not one to be fooled.

Fu Ze'an: "The lunch break is almost over, and you still have training in the afternoon."

I don't want to lie to him by telling him a specific time, and give his second brother a glimmer of extra hope.

Yin Xu: "If you don't answer now, I have a way for you to say it."

in the afternoon.

With what happened in the morning, I will stand in a good military posture in the afternoon, and I dare not have the idea of ​​making mistakes for the time being.

Jian Chengye: "Stand up straight, don't make small movements inside, if I catch someone doing small movements, I will immediately notify the cooking squad leader, there is no need to prepare your dinner, I will do what I say!"

The sun gradually shifted to the west.

Jian Chengye glanced at the fourth person in the third row: "Yan Dong straighten his back."

Fu Ze'an said to Fu Ze'an who was standing beside him: "Notify the cooking squad leader, there is no need to prepare their dinner."

Fu Ze'an: "Okay."

After the training in the afternoon, the recruits all looked bitter when they thought of what the instructor said in the afternoon.

I didn't give up at noon and went to the cafeteria to check the situation, and found that the cafeteria didn't have a single vegetable leaf, but not a single grain of cooked rice.

They really didn't prepare lunch for them, and the ruthless words in the afternoon were clearly stated, so dinner was of course useless.

After training in the sun all day, the soreness and numbness in the arms of the push-ups I did in the morning became more obvious. Holding my hungry and deflated stomach, I thought it was hard to go back to the dormitory to rest.

Jian Chengye finished the last grain of rice on the dinner plate: "You ask the cook to cook some rice porridge, and take people to their dormitory later."

There was still half of the food on Fu Ze'an's dinner plate, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked knowingly: "Whose dormitory are you sending them to? Who are they?"

Jian Chengye: "The dormitory for recruits."

Fu Ze'an: "It's you who punished them not to eat lunch or dinner. It has nothing to do with me. Now that you've softened your heart, send me over there. You can talk to the cooking squad leader and deliver porridge to them yourself."

His thoughts were told, and he said stubbornly: "I'm not soft-hearted. With their physique, I'm afraid that tomorrow morning there will be no one in the playground, and they will all be asleep on the bed. They have to be carried to the infirmary one by one to wake them up."

Fu Ze'an nodded: "In order to shape the image of your iron-blooded instructor, I can only sacrifice."

Frowning, with a look of heart and soul for him.

He knew that what Jian Chengye did today was to give the recruits a disarm and establish a military prestige in their hearts.

The first impression is not good. In the future, when orders are issued to them, some people will not accept it, and some people will be punished for violating military regulations, and the effect of punishment will be greatly weakened.

The slender and powerful leg under the table kicked Fu Ze'an's calf: "If you tell me to talk, hurry up and talk, there is so much nonsense, it has been a long time since you have been thrown over my shoulder by me, why don't we talk about it now? Let’s just have a fight and let people call the group of recruits over to have a look, so as to increase their actual combat experience.”

Fu Ze'an rubbed the kicked calf: "I refuse, I can't beat you, and I don't want to lose face in front of so many recruits, you want face, so why don't I!"

Jian Chengye: "Go quickly."

Fu Ze'an got up and was about to leave with the plate in his hand. Jian Chengye glanced at the half of the rice left on the plate, and hurriedly called out: "Come back."

Fu Ze'an sat down honestly: "If you have any orders from the elder brother, the younger one can do it."

Jian Chengye: "Finish your meal before leaving!"

Fu Ze'an: "I can't eat anymore."

His stomach told him that he was already full.

Jian Chengye: "Who gave you the qualification to waste the country's food?"

One year, there was a drought in my hometown, and the harvest was very low. Drinking water had to be picked from far away places. The rice output was not enough for a family of three, and there was no surplus food to sell. I still borrowed my tuition from relatives everywhere.

Whether it was before or now, in his eyes, food and water must never be wasted.

Fu Ze'an: "Eat only [-]% full at night. If you eat too much, it is not easy to digest, and it is easy to accumulate food."

Jian Chengye: "Fight in the playground at night to help digestion."

Fu Ze'an: "I won't take you to eat so forcefully."

Seeing that he really didn't want to eat, Jian Chengye sighed: "Leave the plate, I'll wash it for you later, go and inform the cooking squad leader."

Looking at his back, picking up his leftovers, I don't know who gave him this bad habit of always eating leftovers.