my liver skills in the barracks

Chapter 68 The more tired the soldiers are!The more you have to reflect your style! 【Please recommend monthly pass collection】

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Ye Fei picked out a basin of buns with relatively good noodles and put them on the dining table.

The buns made by the recruits are full of strange things and all kinds of poisons.

Nie Haifeng definitely couldn't eat such buns, but if he really chose the kind of buns with thick skin and little or no filling, Ye Fei wouldn't do it.

If Nie Haifeng got angry, Ye Fei would definitely not be implicated, and the recruits who made these buns would be miserable.

Even the one-month Saturday tolerance is light.

It can only be said that this batch of tolerances was lucky. During the meal, Nie Haifeng didn't show anything unusual.

It may also be that I am in a good mood today and hold back.

After dinner, the night training of the third squadron proceeded normally.

Originally, some recruits thought that they had just finished the assessment today and it was another rest day, so there should be no such thing as night training.

When the watchman blew his whistle, the recruits' dreams were shattered, and they reluctantly walked out of the squad and assembled in line.

This kind of emotion even brought to the training ground, everyone looked listless, standing in the queue, the hands in the military posture could not be clasped tightly.

If you want to say whether the recruits who have finished the assessment are tired, they are indeed tired.

But after resting for an afternoon, you should recover anyway, at least in the army, after an afternoon of rest, no matter what you did before, you must look like a dragon and a tiger!
Seeing this, Wu Shiqi angrily ran to the front of the queue and cursed.

"What do they look like? Look at your sloppy looks!"

"Better in the exam, don't you even forget your last name? Forget everything about your style, don't you?"

"Second platoon leader!"

"To!"

The second platoon, who was in charge of this week's shift, stepped out and stood in front of Wu Shiqi.

"Tonight's night training, there is no end time, keep practicing for me!"

"The squadron parade will be held at ten o'clock. When will the results be satisfactory to me, and when will the roll call be brought back!"

After giving the order, Wu Shiqi said to the queue.

"Today I will teach you a group of new recruits a lesson!"

"Soldier! The more tired you are, the more you must maintain your style! This is when your style is reflected!"

"If you are tired, you can be slack? Then you can ignore the discipline of the queue?"

"Then no matter how good your usual style is, it's useless, that's called pretending!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Shiqi ran to the side and looked at the queue coldly, showing that he was serious.

If the new recruits of the third squadron don't know how to repent and want to be perfunctory, Wu Shiqi dares to let them come out for training tomorrow!

Still want to rest?fuck off!

In fact, ever since Ye Fei and Wu Shiqi finished talking about the inspection, Wu Shiqi had the idea of ​​adding more weight to the night training.

Let him seize the opportunity right now, why don't you try to make use of it?

"Have you heard what the captain said?"

"Every class, start training!"

After the second platoon leader gave the order, he beckoned Ye Fei to the side, discussing what to do later.

"Teacher, how about you lead the team during the ten o'clock rehearsal?"

During the night training, all cadres and non-commissioned officers called Ye Fei instructors.

Ye Fei nodded, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Under normal circumstances, in the parade at the squadron level, either the chief officer on duty for the week or the person on duty for the week acts as the commander and is responsible for issuing passwords.

Now Wu Shiqi has become the leader of the parade, and the second platoon leader is a little confused about how to give the password when the time comes, so he simply asked Ye Fei, an instructor, to be the parade commander.

For this, Ye Fei was already prepared.

This kind of performing parade has no established procedures, and strictly speaking, it is not even a parade, but a display of the cultural life of officers and soldiers after school.

What is after school?The time outside of exercises is called extracurricular time!
Since it is not included in the training syllabus, everyone has their own opinions about the specific process, as long as the effect is good, and it can show the positive attitude of the officers and soldiers, who loves the post and strives for martial arts.

In fact, Ye Fei can copy off-the-shelf ones. There are often squadrons in the No. [-] Corps who do this. They show it to the inspection team along with mental health exercises during the inspection.

But when Ye Fei reported this idea to Nie Haifeng, he directly rejected it.

No way!Absolutely not!Wouldn't that be our second team copying their first team?

I don't care who you discuss with and how you do it, the process will definitely not be the same as that of the first team, and the effect will be better than theirs!

Seeing Nie Haifeng's resolute attitude, Ye Fei had no choice but to run back to the squadron and discuss with Zhang Yu and Wu Shiqi for a long time before deciding on a set of procedures.

In order to build momentum, the first team will often play some music or something, and the commander does not need to give a password, just rehearse a few times, memorize the rhythm of the music, and just follow the rhythm of the movement.

Since he wanted to make it different, Ye Fei simply gave up the accompaniment and instead stood at attention. The commander ignored the names of the moves and only called out numbers, and he did what he called.

In addition, the tone words such as "huhuhahe" and "dai!" in the course of the action, which help to exert strength, also appear to be crisp and sharp, full of murderous spirit, and compared with the scene of capturing the enemy and practicing exercises, it is not too much.

When Bai Ci came to inspect, the Third Squadron showed him this process, and Bai Ci praised Nie Haifeng several times in private, saying that the effect was good.

Some cadres have also raised concerns, fearing that if the assessment results are not as good as that of the first team, it will be a waste of time to engage in such things?

Although Bai Ci did not show a clear attitude towards this kind of remarks, he still ordered Nie Haifeng to only let the third squadron conduct group practice, and be ready to be pulled up when the time comes.

As for the other recruits in the new training brigade, it is enough to practice a few times until they can master the movements.

Nie Haifeng repeatedly said yes, because that's what he planned to do.

After all, according to the usual practice, similar activities of the recruit company include the "military song chorus competition" between the squadrons. Every squadron will have a program at the New Year's Day party. If time permits, there may be a speech contest or the like.

These things should also be rehearsed in spare time.

As for making Ye Fei the brigade's Kung Fu instructor, Nie Haifeng is not just fooling people, but serious.

It's just that the teaching objects at that time will become the monitors of each squadron. After learning, according to the arrangement of the squadron, I will find time to practice by myself.

Of course Ye Fei didn't know these things, it was impossible for Nie Haifeng to tell him.

In fact, Nie Haifeng endured far more pressure for Ye Fei than he imagined.

Ye Fei had some feelings about this, so he was very concerned about the teaching work, and he would directly put forward any opinions he had.

The purpose is not only to complete the task, but also to live up to Nie Haifeng's trust in him.

After chatting with the second platoon leader, Ye Fei returned to the front of the queue and stared at the training results of each class.

Ever since Wu Shiqi spoke out in anger, all the squad leaders showed their attitudes and used the standard of training to catch the enemy to drill this group of recruits.

After playing once, stop and do it again, even the original recess was cancelled, so I must give this group of recruits a long memory.

As the saying goes, if you can't hit your body with a slap, you don't know the pain. The recruits of the third squadron know the pain now, but it's too late.

It can only be an honest training, while frantically looking forward to the arrival of ten o'clock in the heart.

(End of this chapter)