After shouting a slogan, Mo Shangyun waved to the school medical team, and someone immediately understood and brought her a small stool.
Taking the small stool, Mo Shangyun put it on the ground, and then sat down lazily under the horrified gazes of everyone.
"Next, let's train in formation."
Mo Shangjun held up a loudspeaker and shouted nonchalantly, without any seriousness or seriousness that an instructor should have.
Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
After clearing his throat, Mo Shangyun did not aim at the loudspeaker, but pressed the play button and then placed the speaker on the ground.
Soon, a loud and powerful male voice was heard coming from the loudspeaker——
"To the left!"
Everyone: "..." looked confused.
Because they were so stunned, they couldn't help but stand there in a daze, without reacting at all.
Seeing this, Mo Shangjun picked up the loudspeaker and continued to amplify, "Your instructor's voice is relatively fragile. It's not worth destroying your voice for trash like you. Until you are not qualified to let me shout slogans in person, you can only be dealt with -
—Just like you would deal with your military training instructors."
After saying that, Mo Shangyun said coldly: "Do it again!"
Remove the speaker and play again.
"To the left!"
"Snapped!"
Everyone keeps turning around.
"turn right!"
"turn back!"
"turn back!"
…
Each recording lasted 10 seconds, a full two minutes. After a complete password ended, it started again, and the cycle was repeated. Because the time was so long, they could not even remember the first few passwords.
Gradually, they heard that the voice shouting slogans came from the instructor of the computer department next door, Xiang Yongming.
They secretly scolded Xiang Yongming thousands of times.
As for Mo Shangjun, after throwing the horn at his feet, he picked up the folder, opened it, and scribbled on it with a signature pen. He didn't know what he was doing, but he could only tell that she
Very attentive.
After practicing for half an hour, and after they felt that the two feet they hit hard were going to be useless, Mo Shangjun suddenly raised his eyes and glanced around them.
Then, he turned off the speaker.
"Rest where you are for five minutes."
After throwing seven words at them, Mo Shangyun lowered his head again, paying no attention to what they meant, and continued to flip through his folder.
This attitude makes people angry.
As an instructor, how can you be so lazy and casual?!
However, this group of people also learned a lesson - Mo Shangyun was treating others in his own way.
Just as Mo Shangyun said, how they dealt with their military training instructors in the previous week, Mo Shangyun will deal with them now.
Moreover, as a specially approved instructor of the Tiger Company, since Mo Shangyun dared to do such a behavior that was not in line with an instructor, he must have received permission, otherwise he would not have been able to do this.
Thinking of this, they became even more depressed.
They can't be beat again and again, they can't be scolded again and again, they can't even compare to their bad attitude... Damn, they are really useless.
Originally, they were like monkeys having fun while taking a rest in their own row, but now, they could only fall to the ground feebly, deeply aware of the fact that the wind and water have taken turns, and at the same time lamented the ruthlessness and desolation of this world.
I really want to go back to my previous platoon...
Many people raised their heads and looked in the direction of their former platoon. They accidentally caught a glimpse of the face of their former military training instructor, and they felt surprisingly friendly.
They were full of tears, grieving that they would never be able to go back to the past.
Just when their emotions were overflowing with sadness and loss, the five minutes were up.
Mo Shangjun closed the folder, then picked up the speaker, and finally stood up from the stool.
"gather!"
Mo Shangjun raised his loudspeaker and shouted. He really didn't waste the amplification equipment at all, and he couldn't bear to hurt his throat.
After quickly adjusting the team, Mo Shangyun gave the command: "Backward - turn!"
Everyone obediently turned back and faced the runway.
"Have you seen the running platoon?" Mo Shangyun raised his voice.
"See~ here it is."
Everyone answered feebly, and only the nine people who were bribed shouted majesticly.
"Ask me again, did you see it?" Mo Shangyun walked forward slowly.
"Saw it!"
This time, the sound was a little louder.
Walking to the laziest boy, Mo Shangyun pointed the speaker at his head and raised his voice word by word, "I, listen, no, here!"
“Look—there it is!”
The crowd roared heartbreakingly.
The boy who was targeted by Mo Shangjun roared in panic, trying not to fall down.
Mo Shangjun put back the speaker and walked to the last row.
"Follow them," Mo Shangyun said loudly, "When they finish running, one person will fall behind and add another 100 meters, and so on..."
Having said this, Mo Shangyun turned around and glanced at the ashen-faced trash, "Don't worry about time. I will have time to accompany you before six forty."
Everyone: "..."
After waiting for three seconds, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "Not yet?"
"yes!"
A group of people responded desperately.
Then, they started running in the direction of the runway in a sparse manner, trying to keep up with the platoon led by Xiang Yongming.
Seeing their untidy team, Mo Shangjun turned off the speaker and looked away casually.
Feeling Xiang Yongming's plaintive gaze from a distance, Mo Shangyun pretended not to see it.
…
As expected, within less than one lap, someone from the Tiger Company fell behind.
Xu Qin was honored to become one of them, while Miao Dong, who was originally in good physical condition, took the initiative to leave the team to accompany her and encourage her.
Mo Shangyun moved a stool and sat in the shade, asking the school medical team about the accidents that are most likely to occur during military training, and also asked them how to deal with some symptoms.
As for general fractures, stab wounds and other issues, Mo Shangyun still had a certain understanding because she had been injured herself. But she did not have a specific understanding of issues such as heat stroke. Now that she had the opportunity, she asked the school doctor to learn more.
It's not a bad idea either.
When the school doctors saw that she was so active, they were all very satisfied with this young officer, so they answered all the questions asked by Mo Shangjun one by one.
It didn't take long, and as we talked, the platoon led by Xiang Yongming had already finished running.
Mo Shangyun took the time to take a look and found that there were about thirty people who had fallen behind - these people were basically divided by Mo Shangyun into two categories: "those who worked hard but had no results" and "those who gave up on themselves".
Seeing this, she curled her lips with interest.
Surprisingly enough.
In her plan, she had already planned that about forty people would be left behind.
It can be seen from this that some people are not incapable, but they just do not try their best.
After clapping his hands, Mo Shangjun said goodbye to the school medical team, then walked to the playground and gathered all eight of them.
For the total number of stragglers, an additional 00 meters will be added, and there is no room for negotiation.
In front of Mo Shangyun, they did not dare to make any more disobedient actions and ran away in a good manner. But as soon as they ran away, Mo Shangyun heard all kinds of curses. The group of people were very angry and cursed one after another.
came, and then gradually became farther away.
Mo Shangyun didn't pay attention to this, and just waited on the side, watching them arrogantly after running away, and watching them lower their heads like a coward after running closer.
He didn't dare to criticize this in person, and Mo Shangjun was convinced.
For the next 300 meters, Mo Shangjun kept supervising at the finish line, not missing even one meter. In the end, they delayed disbanding until 6:30.
At this point, freshmen cannot eat in the cafeteria. If they have the ability, they can go to the supermarket to buy something to eat, but——
Lin Mao didn't even give them this chance.
After going to eat without seeing Mo Shangjun in the cafeteria, Lin Mao put down his rice bowl and hurried here, arriving just before they dispersed.
"Xiao Mo, why are you still wasting time with them?" Lin Mao waved his hand towards Mo Shangyun, and then urged, "Hurry, hurry, hurry up, go eat, it's not good to be hungry."
Mo Shangjun turned her head to look at him. Before she could respond, she saw Lin Mao coming to her side and said to her, "Just leave these boys to me."
"yes!"
Mo Shangjun responded.
"Let's go, let's go, hurry up." Lin Mao continued to urge.
"OK."
Nodding his head, Mo Shangyun left the eight students behind and turned around to leave.
In the distance, I heard the loud voice of Lin Spear——
"It's all good. Your instructor is under the pressure of the whole school to guide you, but you dare to delay others' dinner. Well, it's late anyway. We will gather in the auditorium at 6:40. If you behave so poorly, I will personally take you to the auditorium.
, at least in terms of punctuality, we can still do it..."
After walking away, Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling a little cautious. (To be continued)