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Chapter 3-4 [Soldiers and thorns! 】(1/2)

"Those two soldiers?" Xing Feng, who had just passed by less than a second, heard these familiar but slightly different words, subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came.

I saw a sergeant wearing a 87-style winter uniform and resisting two shots on his shoulders. A veteran who was called a third-level non-commissioned officer in this era was walking towards him.

"That soldier, what are you talking about? " Lao Pao pointed his hand at Xing Feng with his whistle and strengthened his tone.

brush!

Habitual movements...

Xing Feng stood up from the chair neatly, straightened his chest, raised his head, closed his abdomen, raised his hips, stared at the old cannon coming straight.

Standing like a pine tree, walking like a wind, and military orders are like a mountain. This is a habit that Jing Feng has developed subtly in his many years of military career.

Lao Pao is now a third-level non-commissioned officer, and his identity is only a recruit, so he must obey orders and there is no reason to say.

Just like what his former recruit company commander said—

As a soldier, obeying orders is the first responsibility. Even if there is a problem with the orders of superiors, you must execute them first and then appeal.

Xiaozhuang, sitting opposite him, glanced at him a little surprised and continued to sort out his own things slowly.

The old cannon who walked over looked up at Xing Feng, who was standing like a benchmark and half a head higher than him, had a strong interest in his eyes. The initial dissatisfaction dissipated.

"Not bad, it looks like a soldier. What's your name?"

"Report to the squad leader, my name is Xing Feng."

The identity and name implanted by the system are the same as his original one, and Xing Feng's answer is smooth.

"Sheng Feng!"

"arrive!"

"Pack up your stuff and go outside to attend the gathering."

"yes!"

Although the old cannon in front of him was just a scumbag with a combat power of 5 to Xing Feng, he did not look down on him at all.

According to the description in the plot, a veteran who is not discouraged in order to become a special forces soldier and is not discouraged in fighting and defeating repeatedly is worthy of his respect.

It doesn’t matter how combat ability, it just depends on personality!

When Xing Feng started to pack his backpack, Lao Pao turned around and walked to Xiaozhuang. "This soldier, I called you just now, did you hear it?"

At this time, Xiaozhuang, who came to join the army for love, regretted joining the army because she was not in the same army as Xiaoying, finally put the photo of "Selected Shakespeare's Drama" into her backpack.

Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around lazyly and said casually: "You didn't talk to me. You always call those two soldiers, that soldier, there are so many soldiers here, who knows who you call? Besides, I have a name."

After hearing these unreasonable words, Lao Pao's mood, when he just met a soldier, suddenly fell down again.

"What's your name?" Lao Pao asked calmly, suppressing his emotions.

Xiaozhuang glanced at Lao Pao up and down, picked his chin, "Zhuang Yan, where are you?"

A subordinate directly questions his superior's name, let alone the army that is crushing people to death at most of the official level, even an outside company is a very unruly matter.

No need to think about it, the old cannon who was "being" opens his eyes and his dark face has deepened again.

Just when the atmosphere is stiff!

"Smack it..."

A burst of rapid footsteps passed by Xing Feng.

"The supporting role of the number one commobi, Comrade Xiwa, appears. It seems that my joining will not affect the development of the plot for the time being. As for the future... it should be very interesting!"

Xing Feng finally glanced at Xiaozhuang, who was scattered and arrogant, showed a confident smile, and walked outside the train station with his backpack.

He knew very well what would happen next, it was nothing more than the old cannon being so angry that he officially opened up the situation of the two fighting to the death.

The purpose of Xing Feng's visit here was not to let him experience the TV plot on the spot, but to defeat Xiaozhuang's arrogance and complete the main task of the system.

Therefore, it doesn’t make any sense to stay there again!

At this time, on the platform outside the waiting room, all the recruits wearing Type 87 training uniforms were divided into several queues and arranged in a row. In front of each block, there was a recruiting cadre and a recruiting squad leader, holding a roster in his hand and placing a name.

Xing Feng had experienced this scene and knew that this was the division of the recruits in the recruits. After the arrangements were made, the recruits were sent to various recruits and began a three-month recruit training.

Only when the training of the new recruits is over will they be divided into the final grassroots company based on the quality of each soldier or the name of the officers leading the team.

The Chen Pai, who is in the system's side mission, is the platoon leader of Ye Laohu's reconnaissance company. If Xing Feng wants to complete the mission, he must be taken by Miao Company.

"Oh, it's a bit difficult to confuse the two tasks together. It seems that Xiaozhuang's guy cannot be suppressed too hard. If he can't get into Ye Laohu, then I will have a little trouble with the task." After pulling the training uniform that was a little tight, Xing Feng strode towards the grass-green square formation ahead.

A minute later, Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa also walked out of the waiting room, followed by an old cannon with a black charcoal face.

It can be seen that he was very angry!

A recruit battalion is usually composed of three recruit companies, while a recruit company has 3 platoons, nine squads, and about 90 to 108 recruits.

There is a little common sense here. Although the recruit company is in the three-three system, the scheduling is from one to nine. Don’t make jokes like the second rank 1 and the third rank 3.

After more than ten minutes, everyone was assigned, Xing Feng was lucky and was assigned to the same recruit company as Zhuang Yan.

This means that you are one step closer to completing the task!

Next, I got on the train to the county town, then switched to the Dongfeng brand truck. I was almost a day long and finally came to the camp where the Ye Laohu Reconnaissance Company was located.

In China, no matter which recruit battalion is, it is uniformly placed in a certain grassroots camp and will not be specially built for recruit training.

Xing Feng has experienced this a long time ago, and there is no surprise!

Everyone got off the truck, and the first thing they had encountered was to divide the troops and divide them from the company to the squad leader.

From the General Military Region to the Provincial Military Region, then the Military Sub-district, the next regiment headquarters, and the final company and squad, the troops are continuously divided at one level, and hundreds of thousands of new recruits are completely digested and decomposed every year. This is the characteristics and efficiency of China's conscription system.

Because of Xing Feng's good impression on Lao Pao, Zhuang Yan's bad mood brought to Lao Pao was miraculous...

Good soldiers represent Xing Feng, Xiong Bing represents Zhuang Yan, and he joined the same squad again and became a new recruit under the old gunman.

As for Lao Pao's strange way of selecting soldiers, Xing Feng wanted to laugh when he was watching TV. Now after seeing it in person, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and naturally he was dumped.

Old cannon brand big eyes!!

After the class was divided, the class monitors took away the lecture, and a scene that they loved to hear appeared again.

Comrade Funny Xiwa, without the approval of the squad leader, successfully used a "simple" smile and "exquisite" words to "make laugh" Lao Pao, the black-faced brother, to give the whole class a big meal-

A collective weight carrying five kilometers!

"Turn right, run, walk!"

With the old cannon's lengthening command, the first squad of the recruits' third company and the first squad of recruits just formed opened the first five kilometers of recruits' training.

At this time, Xiwa, who loves to laugh, stopped smiling, and other recruits who were selected because of a smile also turned into frown.

However, the expressions of two people are exceptional!

Zhuang Yan, who practiced running since he was a child, became famous in the five-kilometer period because he easily surpassed the old cannon. Zhuang Yan, who was called "I want information about that soldier" by Miao Lian.

The other one is undoubtedly a relaxed smile, having been in the "Black Beret" for seven years, and now he has returned to the Xing Feng of the recruit company.

Old birds pretend to be young chickens, some of them are playing with them!

...

According to the normal training process for recruits, there will be no training after the class is assigned on the first day.

The main job is to organize their own beds, allocate storage cabinets and interior cabinets, hand over various electronic equipment that are prohibited from being carried, and be led by veterans to familiarize themselves with the camp, etc.

Even in the first week, we usually gather in the morning to carry out "ideological and political education" to relieve the homesickness of new recruits and explain the importance of military discipline.

In the afternoon, I will learn about the placement of housework and the "how to make tofu cubes", and there will be no military-related content.

Only in the second week, after the second re-examination within the army and the removal of some new recruits with "tricks" will they begin to come into contact with the "three major steps", namely, training in sequential steps, running, sequential steps, and basic queue formation.

It will take at least one month to run five kilometers!

However, as soon as I entered the camp, I didn’t even know what the dormitory looked like, so a class was pulled out and started a long-distance running with loads.

Not only did the recruits who were not disciplined and ran to the sidelines to watch, but even the non-commissioned officers and squad leaders sent by each company could not help but come over.

The large playground of the New Guardian camp is similar to that of the school. There is a turf ground in the middle, which can be used for tactics and fighting training grounds, and can also be used for football fields during entertainment.

The circular runway around the turf is made of ordinary cement, and it takes about 400 meters in one circle.

Under the watch of the entire recruit company, nine recruits carrying the Type 91 camouflage backpack started this five-kilometer punishment around the runway led by old cannon.

The first lap passed by four hundred meters, and the team was still neat and no one fell behind.

However, after entering the second lap, the team gradually changed from 75 cm to more than 2 meters together.

When the team finished running 1,200 meters and entered the fourth lap, the team became three echelons dozens of meters apart.

The three people who had not exercised much before joining the army could not run, but were pressed by a backpack of about ten pounds. Their face turned pale and they were panting like a cow, and they were hanging on the back at the same speed as walking.

There are five people who occasionally exercise, running in the middle, and breathing heavily while running, barely able to hold on.

As for the leading echelon, it is naturally the running expert Zhuang Yan, the eight-year-old scout veteran, and the former special forces soldier Xing Feng who passed by.

"The 1000-meter race has been completed, and I can maintain the regular pattern of three steps and three steps, and I can breathe with my nose. My lung capacity is quite good. I am worthy of being a guy who has been trotting since I was a kid."

Xing Feng, who deliberately ran at the end of the first echelon, couldn't help but admire Zhuang Yan's breathing in front.
To be continued...
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