All these things have made the soldiers have a great change in their view of the new female general. Although they still don't know how powerful she is, at least they now know that she does have two skills.
At this moment, Ms. Wang Pingping, who had two brushes, felt the vague smell of rotten vegetable leaves in the air, and what she was thinking in her heart was: They must wash their feet!
So, in the middle of the night, after completing the training they had owed during the day, a group of smelly male soldiers were led by the female general to the small river outside the camp, and ordered them to take a bath, and she would personally check everyone's hygiene.
After the explanation, the female general stood on the big stone on the river bank, staring at them with her arms folded.
The soldiers were dumbfounded, "You, a woman, are standing by and watching us old men take a shower, and you have to check them one by one, are you okay?"
The soldiers who had been so aggressive before were all stunned on the spot, nervously holding up their belts, trying to take them off and looking at the woman on the big rock.
But those soldiers who had already cheered and stripped naked and jumped into the river discovered that there was still a female general standing on the bank of the river. Their faces changed one by one, and they drowned in the water.
Obviously the person who should be shy is the female general, so why do they feel embarrassed?
Wang Pingping urged calmly: "Time is limited, hurry up, it will be here soon. If you delay the training, I only ask you!"
When the soldiers heard this, they all looked up at the sky. There was only a crescent moon tonight and it was almost setting.
Realizing that time was running out, no one could care less about their embarrassment. In addition, the surrounding night was dim and there was only a faint moonlight. They thought that the female general might not be able to see clearly, so they jumped into the river to take a bath.
Zhao Yun and Lu Meng stood behind Wang Pingping, looking at the big white butts in the water, their mouths twitching slightly, secretly glad that they didn't have to join them.
Otherwise, just thinking about Wang Pingping's staring eyes would make them want to curl up their toes in embarrassment.
"Why are you two standing here? Can't you smell anything on your body?"
The woman in front of me suddenly turned around and asked with disgust. Her eyes were very obvious. You should go clean up.
Really afraid of what might happen, Zhao Yun and Lu Meng froze immediately.
Due to the pressure from their superiors, the two had no choice but to find a place further away, deliberately avoiding it, and quickly took a combat bath.
After everyone finished washing up, a new day of training began again. Fortunately, everyone took a dip in the river and woke up a lot. Although they complained, considering that they had eggs in their breakfast, they were still able to accept it.
Moreover, they found that as long as they and others did not work hard, carefully remembered the instructions and completed the drills, and met the requirements of the female general, they would soon be able to stop and rest for a while.
Coupled with the temptation of meat for lunch, everyone's enthusiasm for training was aroused again, and for a while, the entire playground was filled with soldiers' loud slogans.
The cooks were given special permission to come back two-quarters of an hour early to prepare meals. Because of their hard work, the female general also gave them an extra egg for each person in the cook camp.
This was a level of care that the soldiers in the Cooking Battalion had never experienced before. It made them feel that they were being valued by the female general, and they worked harder.
Compared with the soldiers in other battalions, the soldiers in the Cook Battalion quickly accepted the existence of the female general and did not even want her to leave.
Because of the various arrangements the female general made for the Cook Battalion, they also felt the respect of the soldiers in other battalions for them.
In the past, the big guys ordered and drank from them, but now they control the big guys' rations, and these soldiers actually gave them a flattering smile, just to get an extra spoonful of soup with more oil and water.
In order to keep an eye on these soldiers and prevent them from messing around, the female general specially assigned personnel to supervise the distribution of three meals a day. Anyone who dared to mess around would be dragged out and executed.
The female general really wants to kill people. From the time she entered the military camp to now, she has killed sixteen people in total.
Among the sixteen, there were five centurions.
But because these people were usually domineering and greedy for the pay of Mo's soldiers, everyone just felt that they were very happy.
As a result, the prestige of female generals in the army has increased, and it has been rare for the army to be clear and clear for a period of time.
The days of training were hard, but very fulfilling. It was as if they were too tired to sleep one day, and the next day, the soldiers discovered that they had completed the twenty-day special training mission.
The army is about to leave. This is news that the whole army knows, because the female general will inform everyone of the specific date before training every day.
The guys didn't know how to count, but after being led by the female general, they also learned to count from one to one hundred.
This number is different from ordinary numbers. It is like a symbol and is particularly easy to remember. As long as you learn the first ten numbers from 0 to 9, you can use them to piece together the remaining numbers.
While learning numbers, the female general also sent a whistle to the commanders and centurions of each battalion, as well as the information officers selected from their respective teams.
The whistle is different from the big iron canister. The big iron canister speaks very loudly and can be heard throughout the playground, but the whistle is louder, sharper, and more secretive.
The information officers, Chief Qian, and centurions now have extra training every day, which is to learn this whistle language and use it to convey information.
Regarding this additional task, Mr. Qin Qian and others resisted it at first. After all, they had semaphores and their functions were similar to those of whistles.
"Is it really the same?" The female general asked suddenly when faced with their resistance.
She especially likes to discuss these matters with her subordinates, and it seems that she will not stop until a conclusion is reached.
However, the result of the discussion is often that she is correct, but they are narrow and incomplete.
At first, everyone felt very depressed, but gradually they also felt that such an open discussion was actually not bad. At least after the discussion came out, everyone no longer felt unconvinced.
Because female generals can usually convince them!
At this moment, facing the female general's rhetorical question, everyone fell into habitual silence, prepared to listen to what she had to say before retorting, so as not to be passive.
Wang Pingping knew exactly what Xiao Jiujiu was thinking about among these subordinates, and said directly:
"Semaphores are seen with the eyes, whistles are heard with the ears. Suppose we obviously have to fight at night, can we still see the semaphore in the dark night?"
Mr. Qin Qian retorted: "There is a torch to illuminate it."
Wang Pingping nodded, did not deny it, and continued: "What if we are preparing for a night raid? The fire will reveal the location of our soldiers."
Another President Qian retorted: "The sound will also reveal the position, but it is covered by the night. It changes direction immediately after making the sound, making it difficult for enemy archers to hit."
Wang Pingping admitted that the people under her are actually very smart, and in this era, the knowledge reserves in their minds are even more useful than hers.
Therefore, she likes to hold discussions with them and listen to the opinions of veterans.
This is a pain for everyone, Mr. Qin Qian. After all, no employee of any era would like to work overtime and have meetings with the boss.
