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

Chapter 45 Let’s talk about whether this benchmark is hard or not
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle... be gentle."

Yang Fan, who was usually very talkative, could not afford to be poor at this time. He was lying on the mat, being held down by Wang Heng.

He pounded the ground with his hands and tensed his body.

It looks quite painful.

Chen Jun stood aside and stared, seeing Wang Heng's hands like iron hoops, squeezing Yang Fan's calf inch by inch.

There was a flash of sympathy in his eyes.

This is similar to the situation where lactic acid accumulates after a heavy exercise the day before and the muscles relax overnight, causing leg pain when you wake up the next day and the entire leg cannot bend.

The most commonly used method in the army is to use Wang Heng's "skin-picking and cramping" massage to relieve pain.

But this kind of relief is only relative. My legs are so painful that I can't move on my own, and then someone presses them hard.

The sour feeling was no less than the feeling of being stepped on by a 200-pound fat girl after slipping behind her waist.

Chen Jun felt a toothache just thinking about that feeling.

"Squad leader, please be gentle. Do you want to change soldiers?"

Yang Fan couldn't bear the pain anymore and started talking nonsense.

Wang Heng couldn't stand his screams, so he took out his hand and slapped him on the thigh.

"Ouch" a scream came from Yang Fan's mouth,

If Wang Heng hadn't pulled his leg, he would have almost ejected.

Several other freshmen who were still putting on their pants were stunned when they heard the screams and sat on the bed dumbfounded.

Chen Jun was originally watching the fun and planned to fold the quilt later.

As a result, Wang Heng, who was pressing hard, suddenly turned to look at him.

"Did you see clearly what I did just now?"

"Since your legs don't hurt, don't be idle. Come over and help. You can massage Yang Fan."

"Who? Who wants to press it for me?" Upon hearing the squad leader's assignment, Yang Fan was probably in pain and confused.

I just want to stop suffering.

Seeing that Chen Jun had been arranged to take over, he immediately shouted: "How can Chen Jun know this? I'm done, I really don't need the squad leader."

Wang Heng ignored him, got up and walked to Liang Kui, who was also sleeping on the lower bunk, and was ready to take action when the other person's frightened eyes looked in his eyes.

After hearing the squad leader's arrangements and seeing himself being questioned by Yang Fan, Chen Jun smiled and rubbed his hands.

Squatting beside the mat.

He joked: "Lao Yang, be patient. The squad leader may not have enough strength just now because he didn't eat."

"But I'm still quite professional and I have some tricks up my sleeve. You just hold on tight."

After saying that, Chen Jun grabbed Yang Fan's left leg and pressed it "hard" with both hands.

He originally just wanted to respond to Yang Fan's question, but he didn't really want to use any force.

As a result, Wang Heng heard the words "not eating". Others didn't take it seriously, but he took it seriously.

Rubbing his hands together, he pressed down directly on Liang Kui, who was on the lower bunk.

Good guy, the thing that tormented this northeastern man was howling like ghosts and wolves, and his voice was even more pitiful than that of Yang Fan.

Five o'clock in the morning is the time when I should be confused and sleepy.

But now, I'm still stuck with a hammer.

The ups and downs of screams floated out from the dormitory of Class 1, and the sound could probably be heard for two miles.

Perhaps it was because the screams were so miserable that many people were alerted and came over to check on the situation.

Three waves of people came in the morning.

The first person to come over was the squad leader next door, Chu Hongfei, who was also the captain of the third team. He opened the dormitory door and took a look.

After checking that there was nothing special, I left.

Then came Li Zhao, the district captain, who opened the door and wandered around the dormitory.

Finally, there is counselor Zhang Xufeng.

He stayed the longest, moving a maza and chatting with the new students, trying to make their screams stop.

In the end, maybe because it didn't seem to have much effect, he asked Wang Heng to pay attention, turned around and left.

Early in the morning, everything in other classes was fine. Last night's physical fitness test was not too harsh, and the sequelae were not that serious.

Only in their class, Chen Jun and Wang Heng were busy working together. They were busy until almost six o'clock, and they stopped when the bed horn was about to be blown. However, there is nothing we can do about it.

If you don't press hard like this, some of the lactic acid accumulated in the muscles will be discharged.

There were eight people in the class, and six of them had so much pain in their legs that they couldn't even take a step. Let alone arrange training, even asking them to stand still was difficult.

After the massage, although it still hurts, I can at least walk and move around.

Time soon came to morning.

Maybe Wang Heng really realized that there was something wrong with the way he brought up new students. During morning exercises, his attitude towards the new students in the class was much gentler than before.

Even if the pre-dinner song is sung as a class, it only needs to be sung once to pass.

Coming back from the canteen, Wang Heng looked at everyone who could walk without bending their legs.

He simply clapped his hands and commanded: "Come on, come on, stand in a row and I will announce two things first."

When they heard that the meeting was about to begin, the freshmen in the class moved their steps and started to line up.

Chen Jun stood next to Liang Kui, second on the left. When the team stood up, Wang Heng gave him a special look.

Then he said: "The new training has begun. There are some things I want to inform your branch in advance."

"During the new training period, in addition to resting on Sundays, there are exercise classes on Saturday mornings and political and ideological education in the afternoons."

"Other days from Monday to Friday are normal training. Training is usually divided into practice time and normal training."

"The new training has just begun. You can understand the exercise class as practicing basic formations, such as standing at attention, taking a break, and formation movements."

"Normal training is running, push-ups, and a 400-meter obstacle course. You can briefly understand these first. I will explain them in detail when I go to the training ground."

"Now let's talk about the second thing."

After Wang Heng finished speaking, he paused and pointed to the bed, floor, cabinet and other places in the dormitory.

"During the new training period, you need to learn a lot, such as housekeeping, exercise classes, and physical fitness. I am watching the seven of you by myself, and I am a little overwhelmed."

"So, the class needs to elect another deputy squad leader."

"Come and help me manage."

Want to choose a deputy monitor? !
As soon as Wang Heng announced this, everyone else in the class was moved.

It's not like they don't know how awesome the squad leader has become these days.

Although I don't like the tyranny of the squad leader, if I have the opportunity to serve as the deputy squad leader and show off my authority, that would be a good choice.

Just like that meme on the Internet, everyone hates chaebols, but everyone wants to be a chaebol.

Chen Jun naturally noticed the restlessness of several roommates, and even the longing expressions on some people's faces could not be hidden.

But he seemed very calm.

That's not to say he doesn't want to fight.

If you don't fight as a soldier, then what kind of soldier do you want to be?

But he knew that choosing the deputy squad leader was not as simple as the squad leader casually saying something to arouse their curiosity.

That depends on performance, and it cannot be achieved by drawing lots or self-recommendation.

Therefore, he is not in a hurry.

Wang Heng looked at everyone's expressions at this moment and was very satisfied with their enthusiasm for this matter.

He nodded and continued: "Okay, don't just be happy."

"Selecting the deputy squad leader is not a random selection of individuals, nor is it decided based on your college entrance examination scores."

"I require the deputy squad leader to have good physical fitness, good military qualities, be able to manage things within the squad, and also be a role model in the class."

"Be able to bear the honor of our class and be able to shoulder the responsibility."

Listening to Wang Heng's series of requests, everyone was dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes glanced at Chen Jun intentionally or unintentionally, thinking secretly.

This guy talks a lot about things. The deputy squad leader requires good physical fitness, good military quality, and a benchmark.

It's better to name them directly.

Chen Jun just beat the monitor in physical fitness yesterday.

Just tell me whether this benchmark is tough or not.

(End of this chapter)