"My company commander told me that after arriving here, I should not be too harsh to the young students, but should learn to love and tolerate them." Mo Shangyun said word by word, with a little laziness in his cold tone, "You guys
You should like him very much, because he can tolerate all your bad habits, and he also likes your youth, passion, impulsiveness, and bravery."
Mo Shangyun paused for a moment, then she glanced at the faces that were gradually becoming confused and said, "But it's a pity that the one standing here today is not him, but me."
"I won't be tolerant and understanding, and I don't want to know your little thoughts. You may have hostility, anger, and resistance, but all I want is standard actions. Everyone present now is worthless trash in my eyes." Mo.
Shangjun spoke slowly, and when he saw their shocked and angry eyes, he continued, "So, trash, as long as you have the courage, you can let yourself go as much as you want and become even more trash."
"..."
The team was silent for a moment.
Chu Feiyin looked at all this in astonishment, having a hunch that this platoon would not become the platoon she thought it would be, but would instead go to another unpredictable extreme.
"Why do you say that about us?!"
"I'm telling you, this is called a personal attack!"
"You are such a rubbish instructor, do you believe we are going to file a complaint against you?!"
…
One after another, the boys began to protest.
The girl who was crying before almost cried again when she heard such humiliation.
"Beep——"
Mo Shangjun took out his long-lost whistle and blew it.
The harsh whistle made the freshmen subconsciously shut their mouths.
"If you want to complain, go ahead and complain. If I really leave because of you trash, I will lose."
Mo Shangyun put the whistle back and spoke unhurriedly, his whole body filled with unshakable confidence.
"..."
A group of people were frustrated.
Oh shit!
This person is so arrogant!
A three-star military officer is amazing?!
Are you proud to have so many instructors protecting you?!
They thought angrily, but Mo Shangyun had already spoken so loudly to suppress their momentum, and they did not dare to continue to provoke.
"There are three events in the morning, military posture training, individual soldier movement training, and formation marching training." Mo Shangyun folded his arms and played with the wicker with his fingers, "Since you are too stupid, I temporarily decided to stand in military posture for the whole morning.
.”
Mo Shangyun lowered his head and glanced at his watch, and then said: "It's nine o'clock now, and you can only stand for three hours. It's an advantage for you."
Everyone: "..."
Depend on!
Three hours!
Everyone was angry but dared not speak. Their eyes were wide open, staring at Mo Shangyun in disbelief.
"Instructor Mo?"
Chu Feiyin called Mo Shangyun cautiously.
Everyone seemed to see hope, and many eyes were fixed on Chu Feiyin.
"Um?"
Mo Shangjun tilted his head slightly.
"If we fall behind in schedule, will we not be able to catch up with other platoons?" Lowering her voice, Chu Feiyin whispered in her ear.
"Then I won't be able to catch up," Mo Shangjun wrote lightly.
"Then will you..."
Chu Feiyin looked at her worriedly.
Although I was invited to be a military training instructor, if I really can't teach well, the pressure on the instructor will be quite high.
If Mo Shangjun's platoon progresses too slowly, the school will definitely look for it.
wrong--
Just what happened just now was enough to get him found by the school.
Chu Feiyin was a little ashamed.
She seems to be following a great battalion commander.
"Stand at attention, take a break." Mo Shangjun issued the command, and after seeing them act accordingly, he continued slowly, "Stand at attention!"
Start taking military stance.
Mo Shangjun continued to look for trouble, but this time, he was much more ruthless than before.
Men and women are equal. If there is any mistake in the movement, the wicker in the hand will hit it accurately.
She had said the standard action several times, but it would be a waste of time to repeat it now, so she just moved her hands and stopped talking.
However, boys with rough skin and thick flesh are okay, so a few beatings are fine. Girls with thin skin and tender flesh often have red marks on their hands.
Even Yan Jiale, who strives for perfection, had several mistakes found by Mo Shangjun, leaving two heroic marks on the back of his hand.
They kept standing in military posture, and Mo Shangyun was never idle. There were only thirty people in total. She walked around, completing a process in five minutes, and then continued again, and she was never free.
Seeing this scene, even Chu Feiyin, who could move at will, subconsciously stood up in a military posture and formed a straight landscape.
Wandered around for an hour.
The girls gradually began to be unable to hold on any longer.
Other platoons have already begun training on standard movements such as standing at attention, taking a rest, and standing astride. Only this team of thirty people is still standing in place, but they are not standing still, but each one is shaky.
, as if he could faint and fall to the ground in the next moment.
"Report!"
An hour and ten minutes later, the first person to shout a report appeared in the queue.
Mo Shangjun looked up.
The seventh person in the first row is named Xu Qin. She is tall and has a delicate appearance. I collected a lot of information while wandering around in the morning. This person is a recognized beauty in the electronics department and is a flower girl.
Now, after more than an hour of tossing, the beauty was in a bit of a mess. She was dripping with sweat. The sweat slipped from her forehead and wet her entire face. Her collar was completely soaked. The sweat that seeped out of her palms also stained her trousers.
It's a big piece and the traces are very obvious.
"Say." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
"I can't hold on any longer!" Xu Qin's voice was a little soft, with a vibrato in every word.
"Rest where you are for five minutes." Mo Shangyun said casually.
Xu Qin breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tense movements.
She was so tolerant that everyone else in the queue was stunned for a moment, and then everyone was elated. Some of the freshmen who gritted their teeth and persisted began to shout reports one after another.
"Report!"
"Report, I can't hold on anymore!"
"Report, me too!"
…
In the blink of an eye, six or seven people shouted impatiently.
"Ten minutes of rest." Mo Shangyun looked calm, then tilted his head and said to Chu Feiyin, who had been standing aside, "Ten minutes later, we will continue the military posture training."
"yes!"
Chu Feiyin said.
Seeing Mo Shangyun turn around, Chu Feiyin said in time: "Instructor Mo, where are you going?"
Raising his hand and throwing the wicker towards Chu Feiyin, Mo Shangyun lazily said, "Out of sight, let's go get some sleep."
Chu Feiyin: "..."
Three consecutive rows: "..."
Logically speaking, military training instructors should stick to their posts, but Mo Shangjun, who is also a military training instructor, really left such a large platoon behind.
Out of sight, out of mind...
Does that mean you can't stand them at all?
After an hour of standing still, the students in the three rows were exhausted and couldn't muster the mood to resist. On the contrary, after seeing Mo Shangjun's willful behavior, they only felt deeply annoyed and frustrated.
What the hell is going on?!
Two minutes later, Xiang Yongming, who was leading the team through, once again failed to see Mo Shangjun, and his brows twitched.
"Where is your instructor Mo?" Xiang Yongming paid attention to controlling his emotions this time.
"I'm so willful. Let's go to bed."
In the team that was squatting to rest, a boy answered angrily.
"Ha ha……"
Xiang Yongming laughed and finally felt relieved.
These little bastards...
Deserve it!
*
Mo Shangyun did not go to sleep.
As soon as she left the training ground, she went to the electronics department instructor's office.
Knock. Knock.
Mo Shangjun knocked twice on the open door.
The instructor who had just hung up the phone looked up and saw that it was Mo Shangyun. He was immediately startled, then subconsciously stood up and asked, "Why is it you?"
At this time, shouldn't Mo Shangjun be leading military training at the training ground? Why would he come here?
"I came here to ask you for a roster of three consecutive rows." Mo Shangyun strode in and explained his purpose, "By the way, I want to take a look at their information."
The instructor's office is not big, and the desk is also small. Behind the desk is a large bookshelf, filled with various books. There is a computer on the desk and a stack of office materials, which are quite neatly organized.
In addition, even the aisles are not spacious.
"Materials?" The instructor was stunned for a moment, then asked cautiously, "What's the use of it?"
"Knowing yourself and your enemy is the best way to lead troops." Mo Shangjun answered truthfully.
Instructor: "..."
Although Mo Shangyun is a military training instructor, he is not from the school after all. If he leaks the students' personal information like this...
The instructor still had difficulty making a decision for a while.
After all, he had just heard that the female officer in front of him caused a big incident at the training ground...
"Girl Mo, why are you here?"
A middle-aged man's energetic questioning voice came from the door.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)