Chapter 694: Recruitment of discerning people

"We are all a dog..."

"A dog."

"Working hard, being beaten and scolded, but not barking..."

"No barking, barking."

"..."

Following the loud singing, a group of shirtless soldiers strode over in neat steps along the avenue surrounding the playground.

As they ran, they loudly sang the running song that was full of military camp characteristics. The singing was very authoritarian, very Full Metal Jacket, very fascist, with bright and fast rhythms, and unique and amazing lyrics.

Under the rhythm of the song, hundreds of military boots stepped on the ground uniformly, making a huge roar and raising billowing smoke behind them.

The soldiers were running rhythmically, singing strange songs at the top of their lungs, and rumbled past their colleagues gathered on the playground.

The soldiers from other surrounding squadrons were first attracted by the strange singing. After seeing the people running around, they all felt a little strange, saying that these people were a bit unfamiliar. Then when they looked over carefully, those who knew them exclaimed: "This is...

It’s the Eighth Fucking Squadron.”

"The sun comes out in the west?"

"Could it be that the human race is coming? Are they preparing to escape?"

"Captain, come out and see God~!"

The dispatch of the Eighth Squadron immediately caused a sensation in the entire military camp where the First Division of the Royal Guards was located.

The soldiers who were practicing watched them running past them, and their eyes widened for a moment. The officers who were shouting slogans also forgot to give the order, opened their mouths, and asked in their hearts: "What is going on?

"

Many rows of soldiers walked in neat steps and bumped into the wall without realizing it, or collided with teammates in front of them.

If they had made such a fool of themselves in normal times, they would have been loudly reprimanded immediately by the officers, or ruthlessly laughed at by their companions.

But at this time, they were all staring blankly at the Eighth Squadron passing in front of them, and they were all dumbfounded for a moment.

This is the 8th Squadron that has always made trouble and looked like rat shit. When did they become so honest and look like soldiers?

Running exercise ~ and queuing up ~!

How long ago was it when they last went out to have sex?

And what’s up with that song they sang?

What the hell is going on with this mommy?

Everyone thought for a moment that they had had a nightmare.

Someone rubbed his eyes vigorously, rubbed them twice to see that the 8th Squadron was still there, then rubbed them again, and when he saw they were still there, he continued to rub them, rubbing his eyes until they looked like a rabbit, staring blankly from

The 8th Squadron ran past in front of me.

Some people started to slap themselves in the face, while others helped others slap him in the face. Others thought of a trick to break the nightmare and kept rolling on the ground. Some simply thought of my mother's mother's.

Mom... passed down the spell to ward off evil spirits.

However, those people were already singing songs and actually ran past them, splashing dust all over the ground and choking the people nearby coughing.

At this time, everyone was convinced that they were not dreaming and returned to normal.

Someone climbed up from the ground, then looked at the retreating figure of the 8th Squadron, still with a surprised expression on his face, and asked his companions next to him: "What happened to them? Am I suffering from mental illness, or am I crazy?"

Are they crazy?"

Someone next to him immediately replied: "I know a little about this. It is said that they have a very powerful new captain who is very good at fighting. It is said that one person can beat seventeen or eighty people."

It seems that that person has already dealt with those brats. Some of them will become more honest in the future. Hahaha..."

After talking about it, I laughed happily.

The gangsters next to them also burst out laughing, and then watched the people from the Eighth Squadron running and singing strange songs. They became more and more happy as they watched, and I wanted to applaud them.

The bastards of the Eighth Squadron usually have their eyes high above their heads. They rely on their family power to act tyrannically and ignore everyone. Everyone usually fights with them. If they lose, it's fine. If they win, then

The bastards of the Eighth Squadron were not willing to let go, and in the end it was their own misfortune when they got into trouble with the officers. As a result, the two sides forged a lot of grudges.

This time they were finally in trouble.

It’s so satisfying~!

The officers nearby all knew that a new and powerful guy had taken over the 8th Squadron. That guy was very arrogant. He said that he was favored by the big bosses above. He could choose any position in the command center. Officers

When I mentioned it, I clicked my tongue, this was such a big deal, but I didn't think so in my heart, and secretly cursed him for being another gilded second generation ancestor.

They, the officers of the Imperial Guard, have worked hard to gain qualifications here, and they have been treating guests and giving gifts in order to get promoted. It is not easy to climb step by step. A newcomer is so big that the position can be picked at random. Grandma, this is not

Bullying?

I heard that he had been tricked by Thors and transferred to the Eighth Squadron. The officers didn't say anything, but they were very happy in their hearts, waiting to see that guy's joke.

Now seeing the soldiers of the Eighth Squadron performing drills obediently, the officers were extremely unhappy: Now let that ruffian succeed and clean up all these soldiers? Isn't this too simple?

One of the officers couldn't hold it any longer and spit a lot of phlegm on the ground. He cursed in his heart: Damn it, I didn't expect that ruffian to be so smart. He took down those soldiers in just two days.

He is really a lucky guy. But... that song sounds really good~! It has a bit of a military gangster flavor, and it sounds much better than the Eighteen Touches...

While he was thinking about it, he happened to listen to the words of the person next to him. He suddenly had an idea and shouted loudly: "So and so, so and so, it seems that you know them quite well?"

After hearing this, the soldier did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Yes, sir. I have several friends from the Eighth Squadron."

The officer was unhappy and sneered and said: "Very good, ask your friends later and learn their song. Grandma's song sounds good. Once you learn it later, you can also give it to me."

Sing loudly, you must not lose to those bastards, you know?"

"Ah..." A group of soldiers suddenly exclaimed and looked at each other in shock.

The soldier who was just gloating about his misfortune also found that his mouth was bitter and he could no longer laugh. This was just asking for trouble.

At this time, Towers, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was also alerted, abandoned a table of official duties, and ran out of the hall.

He stood on the side of the road, watching the soldiers of the Eighth Squadron lining up, singing songs, and passing by one after another. He was shocked at the moment. As the commander of the First Division, did he know this?

The Eighth Squadron is so bad that it is completely a laughing stock in the Guards system.

Unexpectedly, in less than two days, the famously rotten 8th Squadron would be transformed by that pretty boy.

Although the soldiers were still a little unfamiliar in their behavior and their formations were uneven, they were already following the rules and regulations and behaved as a soldier should.

His mind immediately recalled what the Imperial Guard Admiral said not long ago. Could it be that this young man is really a military wizard?

It only takes a few days to tidy up the Eighth Squadron, isn't it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Talented and capable people like this, according to the laws of officialdom that are universally applicable, must be suppressed.

No wonder he had to go to the company below instead of in the headquarters command post. He had been stupid for thinking that this guy was a spy for a long time, but now he realized that this guy had a good plan in mind.

In a command post, what does a captain mean? There are so many officers more senior than him, and if you pull anyone out, you can restrain him.

When we got down to the company, Tian was Wang Da and he was Wang Er.

No one can point fingers at him casually, so there is naturally a lot of room for performance. Naturally, it will be easier to achieve results.

But now...it's too late to change my mind now.

If you miscalculate, you are trapped in a cocoon. Your cleverness is misled by your cleverness. If you fall into the eyes of a smart person, you will no longer be a human being.

"What a miscalculation..." Thors looked at the soldiers and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then turned back to his office hall in low spirits.

Following Lorraine's order, a group of soldiers from the Eighth Squadron sang songs and ran around the entire camp before returning to their own camp.

Under Lorraine's high pressure, these ruffians were extremely honest. No one dared to take one more step, and no one dared to run one less step. They all followed the officer's orders.

They also knew that they had been completely embarrassed this time, but somehow, after risking their lives, everyone ran out singing songs. Along the way, they saw the shocked eyes of the soldiers, but they felt a strange sense of pride.

Feelings rose in my heart.

Later, they couldn't help but puff up their chests and sing louder.

Everyone returned to the military camp. They had just finished lining up. The officer leading the team looked at everyone and saw that all the ruffians were sweating from running, as if they had just been fished out of the water. He was about to order the disbandment.

However, Lorraine walked out of it holding a few pieces of paper and said, "Everyone, wait a moment. I have something to tell you brothers."

All the soldiers and gangsters immediately let out a long sigh. They had been herding sheep for the past two years, and running in a circle seemed to kill them. They were all exhausted to death.

Someone shouted from behind: "Sir, how do you want to torment everyone? Our military camp has been renovated, the grass on the playground has been pulled out, and even the underwear has been taken out and washed. What else do you want to do?"

The soldiers and gangsters nearby heard this and kept echoing.

"Yeah yeah……"

"Sir, although you are more powerful than us, we will listen to whatever you say. But we are also human beings, and you cannot treat us like donkeys..."

"Besides, even if we are donkeys, we still have self-respect."

"..."

When Lorraine heard everyone's complaints, she didn't get angry. She just smiled and scolded: "Grandma, you guys, are you guys itchy again in the past two days? Do you need me to deal with it again?"

The soldiers immediately closed their mouths tightly, and no one spoke. Then they opened their pure eyes and looked at Lorraine with an innocent face. The meaning was very clear: You have a strong fist, you are the boss~!
To be continued...