"Monitor, your way of comforting is really unique!"
Zhang Laifu said with resentment: "It's not like I was a student. Who would be a flag-raiser? It sounds boring."
This army that respects the strong should be a flag-raiser? Is this what humans do?
Wang Bing chuckled: "Squad leader, look at me, I'm just about the right size, neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short. I'm exactly the material to be a scout. Isn't that a big problem?"
After saying that, Wang Bing turned around shamelessly and showed off his figure.
Xu Jiang turned his head, glanced at Wang Bing, and said calmly: "You kid is very good at eating, but you can't endure hardship. Even if you go to the cooking class to raise pigs, people won't need you."
This was an interesting statement and everyone laughed.
If Zhang Laifu was hit like this, he would have laughed bitterly, but Wang Bing was different.
This guy has been in society, has a thick skin, and has a strong immunity to verbal attacks.
"Monitor, you are mistaken. I have no problem raising pigs. I have experience raising pigs when I was a child."
If that doesn’t work, I’ll join Brother Lu as a cook!
Xu Jiang turned around, ignored this guy, and signaled Tieniu to increase his strength.
This group of guys really can't do anything without knocking, and every one of them wants to go to the cooking class.
After leading soldiers for so many years, it was the first time that Lao Xu encountered such a situation.
He planned to let the instructors do the ideological work for these recruits.
The recruits are about to get tuberculosis, and a group of people want to raise pigs. How can he, a veteran, save his dignity in the future?
When the recruits are assessed, there will be a question-and-answer session. What if these people report together and say they want to raise pigs...
Think about that scene, how tragic and heroic!
Xu Jiang had a cold war and felt a deep sense of crisis.
"Where did such an idea come from? Chen Lu?"
Lao Xu was thinking about how to solve the problem, but Wang Bing was so shameless that he asked others: "Tiao Sao, where do you want to go? Let's come to the cooking class together. Your figure is suitable for cooking cakes."
"Cooking cakes must be left to the comrades in the ordinary cooking class." Tiao Sao chuckled, showing a slightly embarrassed smile, "Hey, actually, I want to go to the artillery company cooking class. It is said that the artillery company's cooking soldiers can
Wear a helmet, take the blame, and watch others having sex every day."
"Well... isn't it, very exciting! Very sublime!"
I have asked others, only artillery company cooks are the most qualified...
The air became quiet.
Then the people in the third class burst into laughter. It was the first time that someone described the work of the cooks in such a beautiful and refined way.
In order to watch other people having sex every day... Chen Lu has received special training because his facial features are relatively sensitive. Normally he doesn't laugh because he can't stand the smell of the dormitory, but he can't help it now.
"Brother, you are awesome. You wear a helmet, take the blame, and watch others having sex every day. It would be a pity if you don't go to the Art Club."
Tiao Sao smiled all over her face: "Why do you say that? Do you think my image is better?"
"No, I think you are rather funny..."
Huh? At this moment, Tiao Sao, who was still smiling, suddenly solidified her smile.
At this moment, Xu Jiang couldn't bear the boasting of these people anymore. He sat up like a corpse and pushed Tieniu aside.
"Okay, you all have such messy ideals, can't you be more noble? You all just want to raise pigs."
Damn, Lao Xu really wants to curse now.
Each one of them was talking arrogantly about what kind of cook they wanted to be.
People who don’t know it think it’s so noble.
Zhang Laifu is better, but he is not clever enough. For such a big man, it is very difficult to be a scout, and his physical coordination is difficult!
...On the contrary, it was Chen Lu who was the first to want to be a cooking soldier. He is a proper scout and a good recruit with no upper limit for the time being.
This... is the ideal so low-level?
It seemed that the instructor's decision to beat him was not enough. At this moment, Xu Jiang had already made a decision in his heart.
He was not in a hurry and said: "Okay, get ready to eat. It's almost time. To tell you the truth, when new recruits join the company, you can't just go wherever you want. Unless the results are particularly good during the assessment and there are some good seedlings.
There are some privileges.":
After speaking, Xu Jiang glanced at Chen Lu specifically.
The meaning is very clear. If you want to choose the company you want to go to, behave better.
"Real talents will not be buried by the army. The strong ones in the army are respected. There is no need to hide them if they are capable."
On the way to the canteen, Lao Xu learned from Yang Song and talked about a lot of life principles.
As for whether these guys have listened, it’s not urgent yet.
……
In the evening, after watching the news broadcast, people from class three will go to the dormitory.
Lao Xu led them to continue learning about firearms management. Half an hour later, he led everyone to send the firearms to the warehouse for centralized storage. The time had already reached 8:30, which was the time for free activities.
"Squad leader, I'm going out for a moment." Chen Lu said hello to Lao Xu and walked out of the dormitory.
I originally thought that at this time, I was either reciting the regulations or taking a rest and washing up. However, when Chen Lu arrived at the playground, he was dumbfounded.
On the playground, there are actually many people practicing extra!
Not only is the tree-lined avenue you yearn for long ago covered with hoarfrost, but even the Jackdaw Trail at dusk is filled with westerly winds and countless thin horses.
Chen Lu sighed with emotion and walked towards a tree beside the playground.
This is a small poplar tree, tall and straight, with a dense trunk, which is very suitable for boxing. In fact, he is not the first to do this.
After removing the straps, Chen Lu quickly faced the tree trunk and started drying it.
Punch to the flesh, remember to punch hard!
The purpose is to complete the system's tasks. After all, just like the national football team back then, the system does not give him much time.
And his skin, muscles and bones are surprisingly strong, making it difficult to injure internally. If there are no scars that go deep into the flesh, where can the calluses come from?
Of course, if the skin, tendons and bones are strong enough, it is not without its advantages.
For example, as long as Chen Lu is cruel enough and inflicts wounds quickly, his recovery ability will be very fast, and he will develop cocoons over and over again.
This is the experience value he has recently discovered.
In short, even if you are in the army, you will not survive without being crazy!
Bang bang bang...
The sound of fist bumping kept ringing.
After more than ten minutes, the outer bark of the poplar tree peeled off, and the exposed trunk was colored with a layer of red.
"Finally the flesh is raw again, hehe!"
Hiss...
Chen Lu took a breath and twitched his mouth. The pain was really painful, but it was within the range of what he could endure.
At this crazy speed, if you do it a few more times, the cocoons should be born.
With this mentality, Chen Lu happily returned to the dormitory.
When he walked away, a figure walked out from the other side of the playground.
It’s Xujiang.
He slowly walked to the poplar tree and looked at the tree trunk, which was as miserable as a woodpecker having pecked it. His mouth twitched, and a wave of doubts appeared in his mind, which really confused him.
"This kid is obviously very hardworking. Why did he tell the instructor that he wanted to be a cook?"
Is it rare that he wants to remain unknown and then soar into the sky?