The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 7 Parade training and the first five kilometers
After the meal, the lunch break began. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the platoon leader blew the whistle for assembly, and each squad lined up and ran to the training factory. Then they gathered together in companies, and ran to the front of the queue in a long row.

"Take a rest, stand at attention."

Then he turned around and ran to the company commander to salute, and the company commander returned the salute.

"Report to the company commander, the recruit company has assembled before training, please give instructions."

"Organize queue training."

"Yes."

Then the platoon leader saluted, the company commander returned the salute, the platoon leader turned around, and ran to the front of the queue.

"Relax, subject."

All recruits immediately changed from resting to standing attention.

"Please take a break, subject content, queue training, each class will be taken away."

"Squad [-], turn right and run."

"Class Nine, turn left and run."

"Second Class, turn right..."

The third class, under the leadership of the squad leader, came to the training area of ​​their own class, and the entire training field quickly sounded: "Turn right, turn left, turn back, walk in unison, stand still" and other commands.

"turn right."

Seeing Ding Xiaojun and Wang Tao face to face, Ding Xiaojun said softly.

"Brother Tao, you're wrong."

Wang Tao hurriedly turned back.

"Wang Tao, come out, prepare 10 push-ups, and count by yourself."

"Ding Xiaojun, come out and do 20 push-ups."

"Report to the monitor, I did nothing wrong." Ding Xiaojun was not convinced.

"No words are allowed in the queue, didn't you make a sound just now?"

"Report, speak out."

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiaojun took a step forward and pressed his hands to the ground, "One, two, three, four." He began to count and do push-ups.Twenty completed, listed.

Turning to training for a while, I heard the second squad leader roar.

"Left leg, right hand, right leg, left hand."

Ding Xiaojun looked towards the direction of the second class along with the rest of the class, and saw a recruit in the second class walk out with strange steps, his left hand followed his left leg, his right hand followed his right leg, and he looked very strange.

The second squad leader is trying to correct him, maybe the recruit is too nervous, the more the squad leader corrects him, the worse he will go.

The recruits in the third squad, including Ding Xiaojun, all laughed out loud when they saw the soldier's posture.

"Laugh whatever you want, I have everything, 100 push-ups, count by yourself."

The third squad leader said angrily, "As recruits, you don't have the right to laugh at any of your comrades in arms. Remember, as recruits, you are comrades in arms and brothers, do you understand?"

"Understood." The eight said in unison.

"louder please."

"understood."

Soon, Ding Xiaojun finished a hundred push-ups, so he made a report
"Report, done."

The squad leader saw that other people hadn't finished the work, and even some people couldn't do it anymore, so he told Ding Xiaojun.

"Push-ups, did not do the standard, try again."

Ding Xiaojun was obviously unbalanced in his heart. He had to do it again even though he had done the most standard work. The favor he had for the monitor in his heart dropped to zero again. No, it was not zero, it was a negative number.

Not long after, the ones that could be finished have already been completed one hundred, and the ones that could not be done were encouraged by the monitor and supported by one or two. After that, the monitor made them stand up, and only Ding Xiaojun was still working on the first one. Two groups of one hundred.

"Seven nine, eighty, eight one... Nine eight, nine nine, one hundred, report, done."

This time the squad leader did not make things difficult for Ding Xiaojun: "Stand up, and now everyone has a 5-minute rest."

"Stand at attention, look to the right, look forward, training continues."

After a short rest, training resumed.After a while of steering training, it is a step-by-step training.

"Let's go together." The eight recruits saw the wall in front of them getting closer and closer, but they didn't see the squad leader's command of "stand still". The eight recruits didn't dare to stop, so they slammed into the wall in front of them, and the squad leader left. come over.

"Stand still, turn back, prepare for push-ups, a hundred, one command and one move."

The eight recruits took a step forward, dragging their hands on the floor.

"one."

Eight people bent their arms.

"If you are tidy enough, I should have heard a 'Tong' sound instead of a crackling sound, two."

The eight people had their arms smashed and their bodies propped up.

"one."

Eight people bent their arms at once.

"As a soldier, it is our bounden duty to obey orders. Before the second order is issued, no matter what the circumstances, we must strictly complete the first order, and the second..."

'Whoosh' a whistle sounded.

"Bring it back from each class, pack your backpacks, and gather at the playground in 10 minutes to prepare for physical training, five kilometers."

The third squad leader took eight of them back to the class, and then each of them started to pack their backpacks quickly.

At this time, the third squad leader came over to explain how to pack the backpack quickly, but Ding Xiaojun did not follow the instructions taught by the squad leader, but packed the backpack according to the method taught by his uncle when he was at home.

Soon, all the classes gathered and headed towards the big playground.

When we arrived at the playground, the company commander ordered that the platoon be used as a unit to run around the outer circle of the playground.

In the beginning, the teams lined up very quickly, but after only one lap, the teams became completely chaotic. On the second lap, some people started to fall behind, some people scattered their quilts, and some even lost their shoes.

Because of the sandbags tied to his legs, Ding Xiaojun was different from the starting point of all the recruits at the beginning. The more he ran, the heavier his legs became, and the more tired he became. Finally, in the last two laps, he was overtaken by half of the big men from the first class. lock up.

Ding Xiaojun is not a person who can be easily convinced, so he insisted on running and finally reached the last lap.

The third squad leader looked at Ding Xiaojun who was more tired than others, and his clothes were soaked all over his back. The third squad leader hurried to catch up.

"If you really can't hold on anymore, just stop and keep going, as long as you go to the end."

Ding Xiaojun didn't say a word, and continued to run forward step by step with his head buried.

It's just that Ding Xiaojun was too tired, his legs were as heavy as two mountains, and his steps slowed down step by step.

The entire platoon of soldiers overtook one after another, and soon, Ding Xiaojun was left alone on the track on the playground.

The company commander ordered those who had finished running to go back on their own, and then looked at the recruits who were still on the runway.

Neither the first squad leader nor the third squad leader left. Unlike the first squad leader, the third squad leader, like the company commander watching from a distance, knew very well that Ding Xiaojun had heavy sandbags tied to his legs.

Looking at the recruits who were still on the runway, the third squad leader showed a painful expression on his face.

The first squad leader was very puzzled. How could a soldier with good physique in front of him be so poor in physical fitness?

At this time, the first squad leader saw that Ding Xiaojun's legs were different, because his clothes were soaked with sweat, his pants were stuck to his legs, and the position of the sandbags that were not obvious before became prominent.

The first squad leader seemed to understand something at once, turned around and left, and said softly to the third squad leader when he passed in front of the third squad leader.

"You guys are really good at playing."

Finally, Ding Xiaojun reached the finish line, and the company commander in the distance pressed his stopwatch.

"36 minutes and 17 seconds, not bad." Then he turned and left.

The third squad leader looked at his new recruit with a distressed look on his face, so he walked over and wanted to take the backpack from Ding Xiaojun's hand.

Ding Xiaojun waved away the squad leader's hand, dragged his backpack, and walked towards the recruit barracks step by step.

At this time, Ding Xiaojun's eyes were already wet, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Ding Xiaojun was very wronged, one step, one step, another step, every step Ding Xiaojun took seemed unusually heavy.

Finally arrived at the entrance of the new barracks, Ding Xiaojun did not go back directly to the dormitory, but turned to the military service agency at the entrance of the new barracks, then walked to a row of phones, and dialed a group of familiar numbers.

"Hello, who is it?" His father's familiar voice came out from the phone. Hearing this voice, the tears in Ding Xiaojun's eyes couldn't stop flowing down.

"Dad, I'm Xiaojun."

"Xiaojun, you finally called back. You don't know. This colleague and the neighbors heard that you went to serve in the army, and they all said that you are more promising. Now my father feels that his back is straight when he talks to outsiders."

Father's happy words came from the phone.

"Dad, I..."

"Xiaojun, what's wrong with you, is it because you don't have enough money, or some veterans are bullying you?"

Ding Xiaojun really wanted to say: "Dad, I don't want to be a soldier anymore." He really wanted to tell all the grievances, but when he heard his father's happy words, the conversation finally changed.

"Dad, I'm fine in the army, and the squad leader is fine. Everything is fine here. I just called to say that I'm homesick."

"Xiaojun, when you arrive in the army, you must listen to the leaders. If you miss home, call or write a letter."

"Dad, I got it. I'll hang up if I have nothing else to do. I won't talk about training." After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiaojun wiped away the tears on his face, picked up his backpack and went to the class dormitory. go.

(End of this chapter)