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

Chapter 31: New Nightmare, Overlapping Army
So stubborn!
Wang Heng said a few words slowly.

The few people lying on the ground doing push-ups felt so aggrieved that they wanted to curse.

I just mentioned that I could lie down in bed during my lunch break, and they were quite excited after hearing this.

I thought that after doing push-ups, I could lie comfortably on the bed, wrapped up in my fatigue, and have a good sleep to restore my energy.

As a result, the squad leader extinguished all illusions with a basin of cold water.

Wang Heng didn't realize there was anything wrong with what he said.

He brought a small horsetail from the side and sat on it. He even stretched out his hands to hug his right knee, leaning back slightly and leaning on the iron frame of the bed.

The posture looks quite comfortable.

"While you are free now, I will explain a few more points. After the new training begins, there will be a grade captain in our new training area, and the district captain will patrol from time to time."

"You'd better not try anything that violates regulations. In addition, the standard of housekeeping in the dormitory is the focus of inspections and audits."

"Wait a minute, I will teach you the most critical aspect of housekeeping. Some of you must have heard that the most difficult part of housekeeping is not mopping the floor, cleaning, or placing items."

"Instead of folding military quilts."

"Here!" Wang Heng said, pointing to Liang Kui's bed, where there was the quilt he had just taken off his own bed.

"Did you see that my quilt is the standard four-fold method of stacking tofu blocks?"

"You all take a look, this will be the standard from now on."

Following the direction of Wang Heng's finger, Chen Jun glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

There really isn’t much to see. The squad leader’s quilt basically meets all the characteristics of a veteran’s quilt.

For example, it is yellow and swollen, and there are faint "pee marks" lines on it, which look like the lines of the Qinling and Huaihe Rivers.

However, this is normal, as anyone who has served in the military will understand. After all, when you are young, you may have a little anger, and sometimes it is out of control.

I understand! !

"call!"

At this time, Chen Jun took a deep breath and stopped pressing his arms down.

Doing fifty standard arm push-ups in one go was still a bit of a challenge for him. After all, his current physical strength was far less powerful than in his previous life.

In the past, fifty push-ups would be considered a warm-up at most.

Chen Jun stretched out his arms, stood up from the ground, and shook off the dust on his hands.

He said loudly: "I've finished the report."

"Well, just get up when you're done." Wang Heng nodded in a rare and kind manner, looking up and down at Chen Jun with admiration.

He was sitting next to him and naturally saw that Chen Jun had done fifty push-ups in a standard posture from beginning to end.

Unlike the remaining few people, if they don't meet the standards, they'll be so exhausted that they'll be breathing heavily after doing more than a dozen.

For example, he saw Yang Fan, who couldn't hold down even twenty of them. His arms were shaking like a fan when he put them on the ground, and he couldn't hold down one for a long time.

This physical quality is a decisive factor!

But Wang Heng wouldn't say anything. What he wanted was not the number of push-ups, but attitude, obedience and unity.

It is said that the squad leader of the army likes to have his head tattooed. That is because life in the army is boring and monotonous, and his head is stabbed to make his life colorful.

But Wang Heng doesn't like it. He believes that obedient and pragmatic soldiers are the best soldiers.

Chen Jun's performance is undoubtedly in line with his "aesthetic".

Wang Heng had a smile on his face, and his mood was changing for the better.

Suddenly, the smile on his lips slowly froze, and his face turned gloomy.

Noticing the change in the squad leader's expression, Chen Jun turned his head and looked over.

I don't know when, Yang Fan also stood up from the ground. Fortunately, he clapped his hands and stood at attention in a decent manner.

"I've finished the report."

When Wang Heng heard the report, his brows immediately knitted into knots, and the evil fire in his body began to rise.

He doesn't care about the number of push-ups, he only cares about attitude.

But the problem is that he has been sitting here, watching them do push-ups. Who can do exactly how many push-ups, maybe they can’t count them.

But whether he has done enough or not, he probably still knows.

This is not a matter of attitude, but a matter of cheating and sneaking, which is not pragmatic at all. "Do you think I'm stupid?" Wang Heng's eyes stood up, and his livid face was so gloomy that he could almost drip with water.

"Lie down and do a hundred push-ups. If you can't finish them, you don't have to get up today."

Facing the furious squad leader, Yang Fan was obviously suffocated.

At this time, he wanted to ask why, why was it okay for Chen Jun to get up and report, but when it was his turn, the problem became so serious.

The report he just made was not to express that he wanted to continue doing push-ups, but to express that he would follow Chen Jun in everything to avoid making mistakes.

"Are you deaf? I'll ask you to lie down and do 200 push-ups."

When Wang Heng saw that he was motionless, he stood up and rushed over, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Yang Fan was so frightened that he quickly lay down on the ground, holding his arms on the ground and pressing down.

"Lift your butt, where are you fucking?"

Wang Heng obviously didn't intend to let him go easily. He raised his feet and hooked Yang Fan's waist to help him correct his posture.

"Do it, push your arms down and raise your butt so hard. Why?"

"Why are you shaking from side to side?"

"Do."

"one."

"two."

Along with Wang Heng's repairs and corrections, the other people who have not finished the work are really suffering unspeakably.

At this time, the squad leader was furious. Liang Kui, who was punished first, had done enough, and his arms were pressed down step by step according to the rhythm.

Don't dare to make a report.

Who knows if the squad leader will suddenly draw his anger on him again?

On the contrary, Chen Jun, who was the first to finish, stood there with nothing to do.

He belongs to the bold type of people who are good at arts. He knows all the rules of the new training, so he is naturally sure that the squad leader will not get caught.

I'm not afraid of being implicated by my companions. It's just a few dozen or one or two hundred push-ups. It's not like I haven't done them before.

As time passed, the first few people lying on the ground had lost their physical strength.

Wang Heng's anger gradually subsided, he glanced at everyone, walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and took out a marker pen from inside.

He greeted: "Others can get up."

"Yang Fan, if you do one, just shout out. When two hundred are enough, get up."

Hearing the squad leader's instructions, He Jing, Liang Kui and others stood up quickly. As for Yang Fan, they could not help him except to encourage him mentally.

Being able to be "taken care of" by the squad leader alone twice in one day is considered an impressive feat.

Chen Jun followed other freshmen and took the initiative to gather in front of the monitor.

Wang Heng didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not. He hugged his old quilt and threw it to the ground with a "pop".

"Next, I'll teach you how to fold a military quilt."

"Everyone, please pay attention carefully. The cotton batting of your newly issued quilts is fluffy and needs to be pressed first and then folded. I will only teach you how to fold it."

"As for how to suppress it, you can take the time to adjust it yourself."

"Look, this is an auxiliary tool for folding quilts." Wang Heng raised the marker in his hand and gave everyone a look.

Then he squatted on the ground, unfolded his quilt, and redrawn it according to the creases already left on his quilt, while explaining it to the new students.

Chen Jun stood behind the crowd and looked at the squad leader's technique, shaking his head slightly.

What do you say about the army?

This is something that cannot be taught by teaching. To be precise, the method of folding is not the key point. The key point is to temper the temperament of the new student. The process of pressing is the most important thing.

When the fluffy cotton wadding inside the quilt is compacted, when will it be heated?

Pressing it day by day, for a week or two, the quilt will naturally take shape.

The reason why the military quilt can be called a recruit's nightmare is not without reason.

And their nightmare is about to begin now.

(End of this chapter)