Chapter 26: The Iron-blooded, Tender, and Humorous Opening of the Soldiers is followed by military posture training. Military posture training does not have any skills. It only tests the trainer’s willpower and endurance. Under the bright sun, several people stood motionless.
I believe that anyone who has participated in military training will remember this feeling unforgettable. Although it cannot be said that it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, at least it will be unforgettable for a long time.
Perhaps considering the specific situation of managing the second class, where yin is strong and yang is weak, Wang Feihu very humanely arranged them in a cool place. In this way, compared to other classes standing under the scorching sun, Xiao Tianming and the others felt a little more comfortable.
.Although many girls' faces were covered with sweat when they stood at the end, none of them fainted or asked for leave directly like other classes.
In the evening, after a day of training, most people are exhausted. But this does not mean that they can go back to rest. According to the school's arrangement, everyone sits in a circle on the playground in class units.
Under the leadership of the instructor, we carry out activities, such as singing military songs, dancing, or telling stories... Compared with the daytime activities, such activities are much better.
"Students, today is just the beginning. Standing in the military posture is just the simplest task. You are already so tired. It seems that you must not have done much exercise." Wang Feihu sat on the ground and talked calmly.
, "The body is the capital of revolution. Your generation's life is better, but your physical fitness is not as good as ours. Students, you should exercise more."
"Instructor Wang, from your tone, your physical fitness is good?" Chen Bailu asked following Wang Feihu's words.
"It's not that bad, at least it's just so-so! For example, I once stood in this military posture for eight hours under the sun. I didn't drink a sip of water, didn't eat a meal, and didn't even wipe the sweat on my forehead.
Wait. That’s what it’s like to be miserable!” Wang Feihu recalled the days of training, and he still has lingering fears. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn’t know how he got here.
"Eight hours? Oh my God, are we going to survive?" When the girls heard Wang Feihu's words, they all covered their mouths in surprise.
"Classmates, this is what we soldiers are like. We are not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and we have to be brave enough to sacrifice when necessary." Wang Feihu took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth and lit it, took a deep breath, and blew out a smoke ring.
He continued, "Your class is the fourth class I have taught, and I have been an instructor three times. There are more female students in your class than in any of my previous classes."
"Instructor Wang, do you want to say that our class is in more trouble than before?" Chen Bailu immediately answered, and his joking tone immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter. Faced with Chen Bailu's sharp teeth and sharp mouth, Wang Feihu could only shake his head with a wry smile.
He shook his head.
"Now is a new society. Who says women are inferior to men. Although the ratio of men to women in our class is not harmonious, it does not prevent our class from achieving excellent results. There are no soldiers who cannot lead soldiers well, only generals who cannot lead soldiers well.
Don’t worry, I, Wang Feihu, never have weak soldiers.” Wang Feihu took a puff of cigarette and encouraged everyone, “Classmates, what do you think a soldier should look like?”
After a brief thought, Chen Bailu took the lead and said: "Defending our country is like the Great Wall."
"Haha..." As soon as Chen Bailu finished speaking, others immediately laughed. It wasn't that what he said was funny, it was just that many people couldn't help but laugh at the thought of such serious words coming out of Chen Bailu's mouth.
"Smile, what's so funny! My grandfather was a soldier. Back then, he carried a gun, crossed the Yalu River, and went to North Korea to fight against the American Empire! Without the sacrifice of such martyrs, would we be where we are today?" Chen Bailu
He puffed his mouth and said dissatisfiedly.
Hearing Chen Bailu speak so solemnly, everyone stopped laughing and their expressions became serious.
"What this female classmate said is very good! Defend the family and the country, protect the family and the country, that's great! Does anyone have any other opinions?" Wang Feihu nodded approvingly and then asked.
"I think obeying orders and not being afraid of sacrifice are also the image of a soldier." Ouyang Zhi said after thinking deeply for a while.
"That's right! The bounden duty of a soldier is to obey orders. If you are afraid of sacrifice, you are not a real soldier. This female classmate said it very well." Wang Feihu changed the topic and turned his attention from Ouyang Zhi to Xiao Tianming and the three boys.
"The two female classmates have very good opinions. Next, let's listen to the opinions of our male classmates!"
"Naruko, I trust you to follow your lead! What you say is what is in my heart! Come on, Naruko, I support you unconditionally." Under the eyes of everyone, Yu Ji gave this opportunity to Xiao Tianming without hesitation.
Although Han Qiang didn't speak, the meaning he wanted to express in his eyes was exactly the same as Yu Ji's.
Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will? Xiao Tianming glared at Yu Ji and Han Qiang, cleared his throat, and said unhurriedly: "I think soldiers should be the embodiment of iron-bloodedness and tenderness. Treat the enemy.
They are iron-blooded, but they treat their loved ones as tenderly as water. There is a hint of tenderness buried in every brave heart. Whether it is for family members, lovers, or comrades..."
Xiao Tianming's deep voice was mixed with a touch of sadness, and the scene suddenly fell into silence.
"Iron-blooded tenderness? Iron-blooded tenderness!" Wang Feihu nodded thoughtfully and cast an approving look at Xiao Tianming.
"Classmate Xiao Tianming, I don't quite understand what you mean by 'iron-blooded tenderness'. Please explain it to me." Ouyang Zhi's voice rang out in the silent atmosphere. Ouyang Zhi looked at Xiao Tianming with an unkind look on his face. Xiao Tianming
The trouble is coming again.
"I wish you good luck, Naruko! Don't worry, if you hang on that girl's hand, I will definitely collect your body and won't let you be exposed on this playground. Go well, Naruko!" Yu Ji!
He gloated about his misfortune and laughed heartlessly on the sidelines.
"Classmate Xiao Tianming, I hope you will be willing to teach me." Ouyang Zhi's cold voice sounded again. Everyone could see that Ouyang Zhi was determined to find trouble with Xiao Tianming. In the spirit of watching a good show, other students watched quietly.
By Xiao Tianming.
"Since this female classmate wants to hear your explanation, let's talk about your opinion!" Wang Feihu was obviously on Ouyang Zhi's side at this time, hoping to hear Xiao Tianming's explanation of his point of view.
"I don't dare to give you advice, and I don't dare to do anything in front of the knowledgeable monitor Ouyang. However, since instructor Wang and all the students want to hear my explanation, then I will tell you my reasons." Xiao Tianming's words were extremely artistic.
. He kept silent about Ouyang Zhi, and only said that it was for Instructor Wang and all the classmates, which instantly suppressed Ouyang Zhi's status.
Ouyang Zhi bit her lip, said nothing, and listened quietly to Xiao Tianming. As long as there was a mistake in Xiao Tianming's words, Ouyang Zhi would quickly speak up, accuse Xiao Tianming of his fault, and make Xiao Tianming look embarrassed in front of the whole class.
Ouyang Zhi's thoughts were so obvious that she could not hide them from Xiao Tianming. As the saying goes: If you talk too much, you will make mistakes. The more you talk, the greater the possibility of making mistakes. Therefore, Xiao Tianming decided to "keep the story short". At the same time, he should not go too far.
Absolute words appear.
Xiao Tianming made a draft in his mind and said slowly: "What is iron-blood and what is tenderness? These two concepts sound too abstract. To be honest, I don't have the ability to give them a complete definition. I just
I can give you an example. I hope you can draw your own understanding from the example. "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier." I believe everyone has heard of this famous saying, right? This sentence comes from the French No. 1
From the mouth of Napoleon, the Emperor of the Empire.”
"After Napoleon's defeat at Waterloo, he was exiled on the island of St. Helena in the Atlantic Ocean, and eventually died on the island. Later, Napoleon's body was transported back to France and buried in the Retirement Home for Old Disabled Soldiers in Paris.
It can be said that Napoleon was an unyielding warrior throughout his life and a role model for all soldiers. He fought countless battles in his life and caused millions of lives to die in the flames of war. The iron and blood were fully reflected in his body." Xiao Tianming paused.
, looked around, and then said, "Perhaps he has too much iron-bloodedness in his body, but people in later generations have ignored his tender side."
"'On the battlefield of love, the only secret to victory is to escape.' The author of this sentence is also Napoleon. Many people remember that 'a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier', but few people know it. One in
The commander-in-chief, who was invincible on the battlefield and had all the power to control the situation, said that the only secret to victory was to escape. It sounded really ironic. Perhaps only those who have been truly hurt by love can say this." Xiao Tianming continued, "If everyone has
If you are interested, you can read Napoleon's love letter to Josephine. I believe you can feel his passionate feelings for Josephine and his tenderness from his words."
"On the battlefield of love, the only secret to victory is to escape?" Repeatedly chanting this sentence, everyone fell into deep thought in unison. Either they were moved by Napoleon's tenderness, or they felt something about Xiao Tianming's words.
After a brief absence, Ouyang Zhi's eyes became focused again. If you think that Ouyang Zhi will let Xiao Tianming go, then you are totally wrong. Just as Ouyang Zhi was thinking about how to attack Xiao Tianming, he was thinking of ways to attack Xiao Tianming.
When I arrived, I saw a man and a woman walking over. Ouyang Zhi knew the man and the woman. They were both from the management department. The man's name was Chu Sui, the squad leader of the first class, and the woman's name was Hou Xinxuan, the literary and art committee member of the third class.
Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. Ouyang Zhi looked at Xiao Tianming, with a sly smile on his lips. Maybe this was the opportunity he needed.