I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 29 Remember, from today on you are soldiers

"A company that has done well;"

"A tough soldier;"

"Those who live hard are bright red."

In the queue in front of the cafeteria, there was singing one after another, mixed with the roars of dozens of squad leaders.

It was noon at this time, and the scorching sun was emitting blazing rays that made people dizzy.

They are all young people who have just graduated from high school. They have basically never suffered any hardship at home, so how can they suffer such a sin?

Like Chen Jun and others, it was okay for those standing in the queue. The squad leader standing outside could not rush inside, so he could only stand on the outside with his fingers stretched out and scolding with fierce eyes.

The freshmen standing at the front of the queue, or on both sides, are in bad luck.

If they dare to lower their voices, they will be greeted by the "reminder" from their squad leader, spitting like a star.

Sweat had already covered his eyes. Chen Jun simply raised his head and closed his eyes and shouted over and over again. He didn't know how many times he sang or how long he shouted.

During the whole process, I felt like I was sweating all over my body, and the sound of singing like ghosts crying and wolf howling was lingering in my ears.

But no matter how loud you sing or how hard you roar, you can't meet the standards of a monitor.

By the end of the song, the front row and the back row were competing, and the left and right sides of the queue were competing.

By the time it was over, each of the new students seemed to have just been fished out of the water. Sweat was dripping down the brim of their hats, and their cheeks were red with heat.

The ground where hundreds of people were standing was stained with sweat.

When Chen Jun heard the district captain loudly announcing "disbanded", his throat felt like smoke was coming out.

He quickly closed his mouth, took a deep breath, raised his legs and followed the dispersing crowd towards the canteen.

There are more than one canteen in the Army Frontier College, but this is the one assigned to them during the new training period.

Chen Jun had been here at noon and evening yesterday, so he was no stranger to the furnishings inside.

Entering the cafeteria, he glanced around. It looked like a large warehouse from the outside, but it was even more similar inside.

Except for the row of windows at the front, which are used for cooking, the entire empty space of several hundred square meters in the cafeteria is filled with rectangular mahogany dining tables.

A row of load-bearing columns stands in the middle of the canteen, dividing the entire site into left and right sides.

The dining table on the left is clean and tidy, and there is no on-duty student responsible for preparing meals. However, the area on the right is different. Food is placed on each dining table, and a new student stands beside the table.

Obviously, this is where they dine in the first section.

Chen Jun was familiar with the dining regulations of the army. After entering, he did not look around curiously like other students. He just glanced around and saw where Yang Fan was standing.

He opened his legs and strode towards the dining table.

Several people in the same dormitory behind knew that Chen Jun knew a lot, so they followed his footsteps closely.

When he came to the dining table, Chen Jun didn't know the routine of monitor Lu Yuan. In line with the principle of doing less and making fewer mistakes, he randomly picked a place and stood there waiting.

But just because he is enlightened doesn't mean others are.

Gao Mingming, who was following behind, saw Yang Fan, his classmate, with a very excited expression. He grinned winkingly at him, pulled out a chair from under the table, and sat on it.

Chen Jun was helpless. He deliberately reminded him and was even ready to reach out and pull him.

Suddenly there was a cold snort from behind.

Wang Heng arrived with a stern face, stared at Gao Mingming with serious eyes, and roared: "Are you special?"

Then he pointed his finger at Chen Jun and said, "Look at what he is doing. If you don't understand, you can't learn?"

The sudden reprimand frightened Gao Mingming, who had just touched the chair with his butt, to stand up with a "scratch". Perhaps he stood up too hard, and his knees hit the upper edge of the dining table with a "bang".

Chen Jun felt pain when he heard it, but this guy just held it in, got up without saying a word, and stood with his head hanging down.
Wang Heng glanced at him and said coldly: "I hope you can all remember that from today on, you are a soldier."

"As a soldier, no matter what you do, you must abide by the rules, even when eating."

After saying that, he paused, turned around and counted all eight people in the dormitory, and then slowly said again: "Sit down." This time, everyone followed suit.

Upon hearing the instruction, the seven freshmen pulled up their stools, including the monitor, and sat down together.

It’s funny to say that Wang Heng, the new student in the class, caught him because he made many mistakes. Therefore, after sitting down, many people subconsciously looked at Chen Jun.

There is no way, no matter who knows better, the squad leader has not taken any opportunity to reprimand him in the past two days.

They did not dare to ask Wang Heng directly what he should and should not do.

Chen Jun naturally felt that several roommates were looking at him, but he didn't say anything. He used actions to explain the problem. He sat on the chair with his back straight.

Others followed suit, adopting the same posture and standards.

In fact, Chen Jun felt that there was no need for him to set an example, because there were more than 400 people in the entire district occupying 60 dining tables, and there were always "pioneers" to serve as "role models."

No, the guys at the next table must be too hungry. Before their squad leader came, they were already sitting there, holding steamed buns in their hands, and lowered their heads to take a sip of vegetable soup.

It's been a few minutes, and I'm still getting sprayed.

It made Chen Jun want to turn around and watch the excitement, but now, it was obviously inappropriate, so he could only sit and wait for instructions.

"Ahem." Wang Heng pretended to cough, interrupting everyone's thoughts, and said seriously: "Tell me the rules for dining."

"As a soldier, no one cares about how much you eat, and no one asks, but one thing is that waste is absolutely not allowed."

"A mouthful of rice, not even an ounce of food is allowed. There is no room for bargaining."

"Now is the time to eat. I won't say what the consequences of wasting food will be, but you'd better never touch it or try it."

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to eat, let's get started."

After he finished speaking, Wang Heng directly picked up the chopsticks on the dining table and prepared to pick up the food.

He moved, but the others didn't dare.

When Chen Jun reached for the chopsticks, the remaining six people dared to take action.

No one spoke during the meal, and they were given ten minutes, but their watches and mobile phones were confiscated. Who knows if it will end suddenly?

So, they all kept their heads down and ate fiercely.

As the saying goes, a half-grown man eats a poor man. Chen Jun and the others are all seventeen or eighteen years old, which is when they can eat.

The person in charge of the small duty today is Yang Fan again. This guy has a delicate figure and doesn't eat much. He is on duty to prepare eight portions according to his own standards.

Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.
A symphony of collisions of chopsticks and plates was played, let alone ten minutes, probably not even five minutes.

All the food on the dining table has been wiped out.

Wang Heng looked at the rice bowl in front of him, which had been emptied like a whirlwind of clouds. His expression was slightly startled before he put down his chopsticks.

He turned around and looked at the other classes who were still eating, and said helplessly: "Whoever is on duty next time should take care of it a little more."

"The student on duty has put away the plates and wiped the tables. I'll leave you here to clean the canteen later."

"The others gather back to the dormitory."

After Wang Heng finished speaking, he stood up and left the canteen without leading the team.

Liang Kui, the strongest Northeastern man in the class, touched his belly and muttered in a low voice: "Next time, take more. I feel like I haven't even eaten a few bites."

"Eating is a trivial matter. How do I feel? Our life may not be easy in the future." He Jing sighed and continued.

Listening to their discussion, Chen Jun sat silently. He would have a hard time in the future. That was not a feeling, but a fact.

After the squad leader said just now, "From today on, you are soldiers."

Everything is doomed.

(End of this chapter)