Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 39 Who made us meet a squad leader who can’t count?
Different from other monitors’ demonstrations before teaching, Lao Pao is the type who is very strict in his approach.

He never mentioned the key points of standing at attention, and if anyone did not move correctly, he would hit them directly from the ankle to the chin.

After slapping Yang Dali with the housekeeping board in his hand, he set his sights on Feng Junling.

"Lift your hips, tighten your abdomen, lift your chest and head, and look straight ahead. Didn't I mention you when I mentioned Yang Dali?"

The old man clapped his hands one after another, and on the huge training ground, the only sounds left were the sound of the wind, muffled groans, and the hissing sounds of being hit.

Chen Mo counted secretly. In just a short while, the six people in Class 8 received more than 130 hits.

This is not teaching new recruits, it's just a way to satisfy your own desires.

After making the decision on everyone, Lao Pao nodded, put the housekeeping board in his hand behind his waist, and walked around in front of Chen Mo.

"Did you practice standing at attention before joining the army?"

"Report to the squad leader, no, I went through military training in my freshman year of high school, so I know a little bit."

"That's it."

Lao Pao put his hands behind his back and examined Little Red Riding Hood from head to toe like a wolf staring at her, but in the end he couldn't find any excuse to take action.

He pulled out the board, patted Chen Mo on the chest and said, "Answer the monitor's questions with a loud voice. Remember this next time."

"Yes, squad leader!"

"Yes, everyone, maintain this position for one hour."

When the people who had just been corrected by Lao Pao heard that they needed to follow a certain action and persist for an hour, several of them immediately turned pale and wanted to speak.

The old man gave him a look and forced him to swallow it back.

I stood there and observed for a moment, and saw that no one was causing trouble.

Lao Pao stepped back a few steps and stood at attention as well, saying loudly, "I'm telling you, don't feel bitter."

"I don't know why you all chose to join the army, but since you are here, you should find your goals and make your own plans."

"Instead of taking it one day at a time, do you all remember the recruit competition the company commander mentioned this morning?"

The old man's eyes swept across the faces of each recruit.

"I can tell you very clearly that the recruit competition is your opportunity, a rare opportunity."

"The competition is a matter between two units, involving the motorized infantry unit and the armored unit. What the units want is results, achievements, and face."

"And if you can show yourselves in the competition, your unit will remember you. I think you should know that being a soldier isn't just about carrying a gun. Some soldiers can drive tanks and ride in armored vehicles, while others can only watch over warehouses, grow vegetables, and feed pigs."

"Don't think I'm trying to scare you. Your performance as a recruit is crucial to your future. Feeding pigs is fine, but driving a tank on the battlefield is also quite impressive."

"If you want to be recognized by others in the army, there is no shortcut. You have to work hard on your own, overcome all difficulties, and get a good ranking in the competition. Let others know and recognize you through your achievements."

"This is called value, and you have to create it yourself."

"Of course, the company commander mentioned that I had a personal grudge against the platoon leader of the 82nd Brigade. That's true. I'm not that noble, and I won't teach you nonsense like forgiving others when you can."

"It's fine if you win a place in this competition, but if you lose, it'll be a disgrace to me, and I'll have a hard time getting you back."

"Understand?"

"clear!!"

Everyone roared together. At this point, no matter how dumb one was, they knew they had to express their opinions.

What's more, the company commander had just said in the morning that he wanted to fight with other recruits, and they all remembered it.

New recruits may not understand many things, and may even often make mistakes and get punished, but if you tell them that they will fight after training, the morale of the new recruits may not be inferior to that of the old soldiers.

This is a warlike spirit that is ingrained in their bones and has little to do with how long they have been in the army.

After the conversation.

Lao Pao seemed to have suddenly lost his temper and stood face to face with everyone.

Silent.

Standing at attention is not an easy job, especially for new recruits when they first encounter it.

Just now, with the old man giving a lecture, everyone's attention was diverted, so they didn't think anything of it. Now, no one said anything, and all they could feel was the cold wind whistling against them. Plus, they hadn't eaten lunch as punishment, so after just a few minutes, some people felt like they were crawling with ants, itching unbearably, and even cold sweat began to seep from their foreheads.

Chen Mo is not much better than others. He just knows the key points, but his body is not used to it.

Feeling the discomfort getting stronger and stronger, Chen Mo slightly adjusted his standing posture and shifted his center of gravity to his toes.

While ensuring that you remain upright on the outside, your muscles begin to relax slowly, and you should try to divert your thoughts as much as possible and not think about standing at attention.

Time passed little by little.

About ten minutes later.

Lao Pao was still standing there like a steel pipe wedged into the ground, completely fine.

On the side of the recruits' queue, except for Chen Mo who was trying to divert his attention and think about other things, everyone else felt a surge of numbness, swelling and pain.

Not to mention maintaining a standard posture, it's considered good enough to be able to stand steadily without shaking.

Lao Pao watched the whole process without correcting or scolding anyone. He waited until about twenty minutes had passed.

Seeing that the entire team was about to fall apart if they didn't say anything, Lao Pao said slowly: "Anyone who can't hold on can report it. Come over and do ten push-ups and you can rest."

"report!"

"report!"

"Report!!"

As soon as Lao Pao finished speaking, Yang Dali, Feng Junling and Li Zhiang in the queue spoke at the same time.

Chen Mo was attracted by the noise. He saw Lao Pao clapping his hands and asking the three of them to lie down aside.

Although Lao Pao did nothing, Chen Mo's right eyelid twitched for no reason, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He didn't shout "report". While the squad leader's attention was not here, he quickly stretched his legs. After feeling a little more comfortable, he returned to the standing position.

At the beginning, the three people who went out first to do push-ups did not encounter any difficulties. Yang Dali even lay on the ground and started pressing with joy.

"one two three four."

Lao Pao grabbed the internal affairs board in his hand and squatted in front of a few people and shouted.

"Two, two, three, four."

At first, the three excited people didn't listen carefully at all. After all, ten push-ups shouldn't be easy, right?
Just grit your teeth and hold on and you'll get through it.

But as they were shouting, Feng Junling, who had noticed something was wrong, looked up first, grinned and corrected him: "Squad leader, you counted wrong, it should be the eighth one."

"is it?"

Lao Pao grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth. He tapped the housekeeping board in his left hand against the palm of his right hand and said, "If you talk to the squad leader without reporting, you'll be punished by doing fifty push-ups."

"You two, if you find the monitor making a mistake and don't remind him, you will also be fined fifty points."

"Start over, one"

Hold! !

Yang Dali was so angry at Lao Pao's outrageous behavior that his eyes widened. Poor honest kid, when had he ever seen such a shameless person?

But his anger and unwillingness were completely wiped out by the old man's blow. He cursed in his heart and bent his hands.

What you did was very positive.

With the lessons learned from these three "warriors", the remaining members of Class 8 didn't dare to breathe too much. They relied on their amazing willpower to control their legs and stop shaking.

Stand still.

After all, standing and watching the fun is better than lying there doing push-ups, right?
Chen Mo sighed secretly and looked at the new recruits in the direction of the dormitory building in the distance, who were lining up to put away their quilts.

I have to run here too.

To accept a new round of hardships, he can only say that he will endure it and everything will be fine once he gets used to it.

Who made us meet a squad leader who “can’t count”?

(End of this chapter)