They are all in the army, who is in love?

Chapter 39 Onlookers, Depressed Third Squad Leader

"Which class of soldiers made a mistake again?" Guo Yuanzheng glanced at it casually, wondering.

"Hehe, what mistake did you make? Take a closer look, isn't that Chen Ming?" The instructor smiled and pointed to the running figure.

"Last night, Lao Zhao came over and asked Chen Ming to serve as the deputy squad leader of the first squad. I was still wondering if it would be too soon. Many new recruits didn't understand it when they first joined the camp. Tang Brigade had just praised it. Why don't we give him a deputy squad leader? It's suitable. Now it seems that it's quite suitable. This soldier knows how to make progress and is indeed a good prospect."

Chen Ming?

Guo Yuanzheng's eyes were fixed on the running figure for a moment, and he smiled slightly: "It's really him, this kid."

The most taboo of being a soldier is laziness.

Not afraid of hardship, not afraid of tiredness, this kind of soldier is liked everywhere.

"It seems that he is at ease about the way you said to become an officer, but he just doesn't know how to arrange it this year."

"Let's go, don't bother him, let him continue here, let's change places."

Guo Yuanzheng said, walking in another direction with the instructor.

The appearance of the two of them would only disturb Chen Ming who was struggling to run, there was no need for that.

But at this moment, Chen Ming, who was running, had a clearer and loftier ambition. He aspired to become an officer.

Right now, the quickest way is to achieve excellent results in the recruit selection.

Won a personal third-class military medal.

With this desire and the goal in hand, Chen Ming couldn't stop under the constant stimulation of point rewards.

【drop!Points +5. 】

【drop!Points +5. 】

"There are still 387 points left, and we can still exchange for a bottle." Chen Ming gritted his teeth and stared at the balance of the point mall with firm eyes.

The speed of my feet continued at a steady pace.

This kind of hearty running and enjoying the vitality brought by his young body made him obsessed.

Even though sweat had already wet the vest and the pants were stained with sweat, he didn't care.

If you want to achieve better results than others, you must sweat more than others.

At the entrance and exit of the No. [-] dormitory building, Zhao Lifei is walking towards the training ground with a group of recruits.

"Cheer up and see what you look like. The wake-up call will be blown in 10 minutes. Can't you all get up?"

"I don't expect you to work harder, but at least you can't always lag behind, and speed up."

In the team, Ma Dazhu was so sleepy that he rubbed his eyes. He didn't know what the squad leader was doing in the morning, so he got him out of bed at 05:30, and gave him 10 minutes to tidy up the housework and make the quilt.

After finishing, he didn't even give him time to wash up, so he dragged him to the training ground.

This class has tight training tasks and strict management. They have learned the lesson, but they can't do it like this, right?
The wake-up call didn't even blow, so I pulled people to the training ground.

Everyone was in a daze, not paying attention to who was missing, and walked forward behind Zhao Lifei.

When he came to the entrance of the training ground, he saw that Chen Ming was still running, and his whole body was soaked in sweat. Zhao Lifei nodded in relief, and then looked at the group of recruits behind him, stunned, like a small doormat.

The face was pulled down again.

He stood silently.

He didn't move, and the others naturally stopped, looking at the distance suspiciously.

"What the hell? Is that Brother Chen?" Wang Shuaibing rubbed his eyes vigorously, his face full of shock.

"I was still thinking that Brother Chen went to the toilet so he couldn't see anyone. Why did he come to the training ground?"

"It's really him. How long has he been running? The color of his shirt has turned dark." Dong Ke was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and his whole body was numb.

They accept that there is a gap between people, but it shouldn't be so big.

At the end of the same training day, they were all as tired as dogs. How could Chen Ming get up early to train on his own?

"I've been running for at least half an hour. Otherwise, the vest and trousers would be so wet?" Ma Dazhu looked suspiciously, and then sighed secretly.

He began to understand the monitor's purpose in pulling them over.

I'm afraid training won't start early.

Instead, find a positive teaching material and give them negative teaching materials that are not positive in class.

really.

Looking at their shocked expressions, Zhao Lifei snorted and said, "I'm not asking you to come here to judge."

"Half an hour? Chen Ming got up at 4:[-] and has been running until now. You all underestimate him."

"I don't expect you to be like him. I'm not lucky enough to lead so many outstanding soldiers, but at least you have to know how to work hard."

"You can all see Chen Ming's performance. His foundation is not good, he is worse than you, Ma Dazhu, but he knows that through hard work, the gap with you will continue to widen."

Zhao Lifei also had some selfish intentions when he brought the recruits to the training ground.

Chen Ming had just been promoted to class deputy and needed some convincing performance. Right now, Chen Ming's performance was enough to convince everyone.

Their group of people made such a mobilization, early in the morning, they gathered at the entrance of the training ground without blowing the wake-up call.

Cheng Tiehu, the squad leader of the third class who had already gotten up in the distance, was quite curious.

He came along with him, intending to see what the hell this old Zhao was doing.

Sensing that someone else was coming, Zhao Lifei quickly waved his hand and said: "Go, go, stand aside and watch, don't block the entrance."

Then he put his hands on his hips and looked extremely arrogant.

When the third squad leader came forward, he was full of surprise when he saw Chen Ming on the field.

"Hey, which class of soldiers is this? So diligent?"

"Old Zhao, your soldier?"

"Yes." Zhao Lifei nodded lightly, his head raised high, and his image looked much taller and more powerful than usual.

Like a red-crowned crane standing among chickens, it is quite proud.

"Be virtuous." Cheng Tiehu pouted.

I felt unhappy, but there was nothing to say. Who let the first class indeed produce a recruit who performed well.

I came here just now to join in the fun, but I didn't expect the fun to be missed, so I was so embarrassed that I had to leave in resentment.

I plan to go back and clean up the recruits in my squad who don't know how to make progress.

on the runway.

Chen Ming had been paying attention to the balance of the points mall. After seeing that he finally collected 2000 points, he slowly stopped and changed from running to walking.

Due to the violent running, his whole body was like a cooked prawn at the moment, exuding heat.

Feeling sore and weak all over, Chen Ming quickly exchanged for a bottle of physical potion and swallowed it, only to feel a cool liquid flow into his mouth.

Limbs and bones were wrapped in this liquid, and in the blink of an eye, the body's condition was restored to its best.

My legs no longer hurt and I was breathing evenly. Then I moved my body and walked towards the outside of the training ground.

When he was running just now, Chen Ming noticed that everyone in the dormitory had arrived, but at that time there was still not enough points to exchange for potions.

He didn't even have time to stop to say hello.

Now that I finished running, I hurried to the door and stood at attention: "Hello, squad leader."

"Well, good, good." Zhao Lifei was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. The more he looked at Chen Ming, the more he liked it.

"Let's go, go back first, the wake-up call is about to sound, hurry up and wash up, get ready for morning exercises, you just finished running, change your clothes and rest."

"The quilt can be put away after morning exercises and before breakfast. There will be a gap of 10 minutes, which is enough."

"Yes, squad leader."

When all the recruits in the first class saw Chen Ming being treated "pleasantly" by the squad leader, their eyes were filled with envy.

It's not easy to make this black face smile like this.

If it was said that Chen Ming served as the deputy of the first class before, they recommended him out of gratitude, thanking him for pulling them over during the three-kilometer training.

So now, I am convinced.

You can't accept it, Chen Ming's performance has faintly become the benchmark of the class.

He is the class deputy, the most suitable.

(End of this chapter)