my special forces brother

After Chapter 8, he is the deputy monitor of our first class!
In one morning, I trained for two hours, and there was only one training subject, which was standing in the military posture.

Because it was the adaptive training for the new recruits, Ning Ren didn't give them too much responsibility.

Even if there was only two hours of military posture training, he divided it into four stages.

On average, the military posture of each stage only stood for less than half an hour.

(Because the rest in the middle is 5 minutes!)
"Comrade company commander, after the training of the recruits, please instruct whether to bring them back!"

After the training was over, Mai Jin, the platoon leader in charge of the entire team, assembled the team and reported to company commander Ning Ren.

"Bring it back!"

After Ning Ren returned the salute, he returned to the leader of the row calmly and without seriousness.

"Yes!"

"All are there, turn right and walk in unison."

The team was brought back to the recruit company camp area, a long row.

"After the disbandment, each squad leader organized the recruits to learn internal affairs, and each squad brought them back."

……

As soon as he got back to the dormitory, Gao Yuan sat on the bunk, which was the lower bunk.

"Who taught you to sit on the bed? I don't know you can't sit on the bed!"

The squad leader Yang Weijun who came in from behind looked at Gao Yuan who was sitting on the bed and frowned.

Gao Yuan stood up in an instant: "Report to the squad leader, you didn't say you can't sit."

Yang Weijun said, "Now I'll tell you!"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Weijun glanced at the others and said.

"Remember, in the future, except for bedtime, you are not allowed to sit on the bed. This is the rule."

Xu Song asked: "Squad leader, is it the rule of our class?"

Yang Weijun emphasized his tone: "The army's regulations!"

Xu Song hurriedly replied: "Yes, I understand."

Gao Yuan said: "Squad leader, after training, if you are tired, can you just poke?"

Yang Weijun kicked the small square stool under the plateau bed, which was level with the legs of the bed, and said.

"You can sit on a small stool."

"Understood the monitor!"

After Gao Yuan finished speaking, he bent down and took out the small stool under the bed, and sat on it.

Yang Weijun frowned again, he didn't reprimand, but said.

"Everyone, take your little stools and quilts and follow me."

No one knows what to do, but the monitor's words are orders.

All the recruits in Squad [-] could only take the stools, hug the quilts, and followed Squad [-] leader Yang Weijun out of the dormitory.

"Squad Leader Ninth, what are you doing?"

The leader of the third platoon was outside, and when he saw that the leader of the ninth squad brought people out, he didn't understand.

"Platoon leader, the class is small, so I'll take them to the TV room to make quilts." Squad [-] said.

"Press the quilt? What do you do with the quilt? Shouldn't you teach us how to make tofu cubes?"

At this moment, this question appeared in Gao Yuan's mind.

"can!"

The third platoon leader didn't take it too seriously, as long as it wasn't related to the work and rest of the army, he wouldn't say much.

The TV room is also called the multimedia room. There are two doors at the front and back, and there is a lot of space inside.

"Now, let me teach you how to fold the army quilt!"

After entering the TV room, squad leader No. [-] asked the recruits to unfold the quilts and lay them flat on the ground.

"I'll draw the line for you first!"

The ninth squad leader gave everyone a [-]% discount on the quilt, and asked them to use the small stool to push it.

……

In the dormitory of class one, Wu Zhiming, the leader of class one, watched Zheng Jun fold the quilt neatly, and folded a very standard block of tofu, which was very surprising.

If it weren't for the fact that the army was new at first glance, he would have suspected that Zheng Jun had stolen the old soldier's quilt.

"Did you study in advance?" Wu Zhiming asked Zheng Jun.

"Report to the squad leader, during the military training, the instructor taught."

As Zheng Jun said, he unfolded the block of tofu that was shown to others, took a small stool, and continued to push it.

Wu Zhiming looked at the others.

"Have you learned it? If you learn it, do it yourself."

A group of recruits who were studying dispersed, took their own quilts, and did what they had just learned.

Wu Zhiming squatted down next to Zheng Jun who was pushing the quilt, and he asked Zheng Jun.

"How old were you before you came?"

"Report to monitor, sophomore!"

Zheng Jun replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Wu Zhiming asked again: "Does your school have military training every semester?"

Zheng Jun replied again: "No, I had military training when I first entered school as a freshman."

Wu Zhiming: "Freshman, it's been a year and a half, and you haven't forgotten it."

Zheng Jun said, "I recalled it when I came here,"

Wu Zhiming said: "You stop, you have done a good job, you can rest."

Zheng Jun said: "Squad leader, this is not enough. I'm just on the way here. I pushed on the fire a few times, which is still far from the standard. The instructors in my military training said that there is no best, only better If you want to do it, you must strive for excellence!"

Wu Zhiming looked at the very standard quilt that Zheng Jun pressed, and asked again with a smile.

"It's good to be self-reliant. On the train, what do you use to press it? Didn't you prepare a small stool?"

"No, it's made from the teacups used on the train."

After Zheng Jun finished speaking, he pointed to the army green teacup in the washbasin.

Wu Mingzhi was even more surprised. The small teacup that comes standard has a small pressing surface and is not heavy. It must have taken a lot of effort to press the quilt to the standard.

"It seems that there are not many people on your shift?" Wu Zhiming said half-jokingly.

Zheng Jun said: "Squad leader, you are joking, our domestic trains have fewer people."

Of course Wu Zhiming knew about the domestic train situation, so he asked curiously.

"Then how do you push on the train?"

This is indeed a big question. There are so many people on the train, it is impossible to press the seats, and there is not enough space, and the aisle is even more impossible. Not to mention the people coming and going, and the conductor who sells food has to push the aisle.

"I spread a newspaper in the aisle connecting the carriages." Zheng Jun replied.

Wu Zhiming stopped asking, he was very satisfied with Zheng Jun, he patted Zheng Jun on the shoulder, and said to the other recruits in the first class.

"Listen well. If you don't know, if you don't understand, ask Comrade Zheng Jun. From now on, he will be the deputy squad leader of our first class. I'm not here. He has the final say on all affairs in the class."

"Yes, squad leader!"

"Yes, squad leader."

……

A group of recruits' messy answers did not make Wu Zhiming angry. He was in a good mood and didn't care about these minor problems in non-military training.

"Do a good job as the deputy monitor, and don't let me down."

After the squad leader finished speaking, he smiled and patted Zheng Jun on the shoulder before getting up.

"Yes, monitor!" Zheng Jun replied.

The squad leader smiled and walked out of the dormitory.

……

The ninth squad leader walked out of the TV room, and just teaching the recruits to press the quilt gave him a headache several times.

He has a good temper, but it still gets a little annoying if he says it over and over again patiently.

The ninth squad leader stood outside for a while, and saw the first squad leader coming out of the dormitory of the first class with a smile, so he said hello.

"Squad leader, you are in a good mood. What is there to be happy about?"

Seeing that it was the leader of the ninth squad, the first squad leader thought that there seemed to be a conflict between Zheng Jun and a recruit from the ninth squad, so he walked over to meet him.

"Squad Leader Yang, I happen to be looking for you on something!"

Wu Zhiming, the leader of the first squad, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Yang Weijun, the leader of the ninth squad.

Ninth Squad Leader Yang Weijun reached out to take it, and just reached into his pocket to feel for the lighter.

Wu Zhiming, the class leader, brought the lit lighter to Yang Weijun.

Yang Weijun quickly covered his hands.

Class [-] leader Yang Weijun lit a cigarette, and then looked at Wu Zhiming who was covering the fire with one hand to light his cigarette.

"Squad leader, you just said you wanted to find me, what's the matter?"

Although Yang Weijun, the leader of the ninth squad, asked this question, he already roughly guessed in his heart that the first squad leader came to him, which must be the breakfast conflict between the recruit Zheng Jun of the first class and the recruit Gao Yuan of the ninth class.

"Squad Leader Yang, it's like this, Gao Yuan, a recruit from your class, deliberately ran into my recruit Zheng Jun during breakfast. I want to ask, what's going on!"

The ninth squad leader frowned when he heard the obviously bad words of the first squad leader.

"Squad leader, before the matter is fully understood, your direct definition is that the recruits in my squad deliberately seek trouble, which is probably not good."

When Squad Leader Nine said this, his expression seemed peaceful, but his tone was not very good.

The first squad leader heard that the ninth squad leader's tone was wrong, and he also emphasized his tone, saying.

"Is my definition wrong? Don't you think that an outstanding and enlightened college student soldier like Zheng Jun will take the initiative to find trouble with others? I think the plateau in your class is a seasoned product!"

Although squad leader Nine had a poor impression of Gao Yuan because of the conflict in Gao Yuan during breakfast.

But the training in the morning and the plateau's performance made him improve.

Although he is not yet a good soldier in his opinion, whether his soldier is good or not, he can't be discredited by different people.

At this moment, he threw away the cigarette lighted by the first squad leader, stepped on it vigorously with his foot and twisted it, and looked directly at the first squad leader and said.

"Squad leader, this is the first day of training, don't rush to put high hats on your soldiers, I admit that Zheng Jun of your class is not bad, he can give up his good studies and choose to join the army, but this does not mean that he must be excellent Yes, not to mention that the cause of the incident is only the problem of my class' plateau."

Although they are both recruit squad leaders, there are still differences in the military age and rank of recruit squad leaders.

The leader of the first squad is a first-class non-commissioned officer and a fifth-year soldier, while the ninth-rank squad leader is already a third-grade non-commissioned officer and a ninth-year soldier.

Therefore, facing the ninth squad leader, the first squad leader still has to appear inferior.

And the ninth squad leader lost his cigarette, which made the first squad leader realize that he had touched the bottom line of the ninth squad leader, so he quickly changed his words.

"Squad Leader Yang, I have a problem with my expression. I am in a hurry. Don't be angry."

The monitor of the first class said, and handed over the cigarette again.

Squad leader No. 55 didn't pick it up. He took out a pack of Honghe [-] in red and white packaging from his pocket, took out one, and said eccentrically.

"I can't get used to your good cigarettes, that's what kills me."

The first squad leader couldn't understand what it meant, he put away his cigarette in a little embarrassment.

He looked at squad leader Ninth, who was exhaling a puff of smoke, and said.

"Squad Leader Yang, I just want to clarify the matter. If there is a conflict between them, we will look to resolve the conflict between them. Isn't that good."

The ninth squad leader took the cigarette from his mouth, held it between two fingers, and asked the first squad leader.

"Are you really just trying to figure out why?"

The squad leader nodded.

"Yes, Squad Leader Yang, those of us who are squad leaders, besides needing a happy New Year, have to deal with many small problems for the recruits. Do you think so? I think, why don't you ask your squad, Gao Yuan!"

In fact, the first squad leader also wanted to know the actual reason for the conflict between Gao Yuan and Zheng Jun in the morning.

As Gao Yuan's squad leader, if Gao Yuan makes mistakes, as the squad leader, he is obliged to educate and guide him.

"Okay, then ask him, he's inside, I'll take you in!"

(End of this chapter)