"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

"All teammates, turn right—turn!"

Following Yu Zheng's command, the recruits turned around clumsily, followed Yu Zheng's command with arms swaying and started walking.Compared to a defeated city, Yu Zheng was more like a squad leader in the usual sense, running behind the recruits, carefully correcting their postures, like a repairman, trying to trim these raw materials into qualified parts.

The progress of the special class was smooth. Although the ducklings walked wobbly, they were very obedient. When they met the other teams in the first team, the calm was broken.

"What are you looking at! Watch me fuck you again!"

Nanpu was the first to attack, and after being stared at by recruits from other classes for several minutes, he couldn't help crying.From Baicheng's point of view, this is not surprising. If a group of people point around him and look at him strangely, he will be on guard, let alone Nanpu who has such a bad temper.

"How do you talk, soldier!" The squad leader of the other squad immediately came out to protect the calf, "Do you talk to your comrades like this? You need to wash your dirty mouth!?"

Yu Zheng also scolded: "Fang Jiang, who are you talking about?"

"He looks at me!" Nanpu said angrily.

"You're a big girl, can't you watch?" Yu Zheng stared, "Will you lose a piece of meat? Try saying another swear word!"

"But, but..." Nanpu couldn't speak human words without profanity, and immediately stammered, "I, I..."

"Fang Jiang means that these people are laughing at us." The little white face immediately came out to save the siege, "They also said bad things about us, I heard them all! They said that we are useless people who go through the back door!"

Yu Zheng looked at the other squad leader. The two squad leaders' eyes met in the air for less than a second, and they didn't read out any meaning. There was another scream over there.

Baicheng glanced over, and found that Zhile was twisting the arm of a screaming recruit, and was still looking at the recruit's squad leader.

"You let go!"

"If you dare to come over, I will break his arm!"

Baicheng burst into tears with joy in his heart: Damn, the little bastard is still wild and unruly!

"Zhile, let go!"

Zhile was startled, looked at Baicheng, and said hesitantly: "Platoon leader, is he also a comrade in arms?"

"Yes." Baicheng said bluntly, "The people here are all your comrades-in-arms, do you understand?"

This time, Zhile didn't understand immediately, but showed a puzzled expression, and slowly let go of her hand.The recruit whose arm was twisted immediately ran to his squad leader and cried, and the squad leader was so angry that he fired at the defeated city: "How did you lead the troops!? These soldiers of yours will turn on their comrades-in-arms Do you want to kill me?"

Sure enough, our special class is a thorn in the side of others from officers to soldiers, Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin, you really set me on fire!

Bai Cheng silently made a joke, saluted the squad leader who fired, and said with a smile: "The child is not sensible, and he hasn't explained it clearly on the first day. I will definitely punish him when I go back!"

Baicheng hummed in a low voice, and the squad leader couldn't be too fussy, he gave Zhile a bitter look, turned around and led the team away.When the teams of the two classes gradually disappeared, the heads of the special class immediately made a fuss, and all of them looked dissatisfied.Yu Zheng comforted and suppressed at the same time, and then slapped his hands twice after scolding, he was extremely busy.

Zhile listened without saying a word, as if he was not talking, he shouted: "Report!"

Just as Bai Cheng wanted to stop it, Yu Zheng had already replied, "Say."

"The platoon leader said that those people are also comrades-in-arms, but why do they see us as enemies?"

These words immediately made the recruits in the special class look annoyed and looked at Yu Zheng eagerly.

Yu Zheng sighed, seeing Baicheng turn his head to "concentrate" on the turf, he had to patiently explain: "Because there is competition in the army! Let me ask you, are we the best!?"

"Yes!" The hissing answer came from the troublemaker.

"So, they take us as targets, as imaginary enemies! They look at us like enemies, but this is during training and on the battlefield, and they are still our comrades in arms!" After Yu Zheng finished speaking, he was particularly impressed. Le shouted, "Got it?"

"I don't understand!" Zhile replied extremely loudly.

"Trash!" The troublemaker said quite well.

Zhile glanced at the troublemaker, but still looked at Baicheng with a puzzled face.

Shouldn't comrades treat me well?If it's not good for me, why is it still called a comrade in arms?Why do you only tell me to be nice to them, but don't care if they are not nice to me?

In Zhile's short life, it was Lao Die who had the most contact, and everyone except Lao Die was an "enemy". What is the difference between the "enemy" chasing them, hurting them, and attacking them, and these people in front of you?

Baicheng saw Zhile's confusion, but didn't explain it.For Zhile, language is pale, and only by personal experience can one understand the truth.

"Shut up! Line up! Walk in unison! One, two, one, two! Swing your arms, isn't your arm broken?"

The team became more and more decent as they marched, and the soldiers of the courtyard were indispensable. With them as an example, the soldiers from the countryside were also very clever. They learned quickly, and they really did like that.

Yu Zheng saw it in his eyes and was delighted in his heart, thinking that this class of recruits would definitely bring out some top talents.

When the special squad arrived at the playground, the recruits from the entire Sixth Company were almost assembled on the playground.As Baicheng expected, every class stared at them furtively, glanced at them from time to time, a little cruel, showing their arms and fingers from time to time, in a provocative manner.

Apparently, yesterday's selection of new recruits had greatly stimulated the other squad leaders. After returning home, they would definitely "mobilize" the recruits in the squad desperately.

Yu Zheng could also see it. From his point of view, the special class was besieged on all sides at this time, with external and internal troubles, and the leaders seemed to be indifferent. Although he knew that the defeated city must have a plan in mind, he still couldn't help it. Worrying.

"Report to the platoon leader! The recruit company should have ten people per platoon/three squads, and there are actually ten people, please give instructions!" The other two squad leaders of the defeated city belt reported.

Baicheng nodded in return: "How is it? Is there any problem?"

"no!"

The two monitors answered loudly, but their moods were very contradictory.

On the one hand, they think it's good to follow such a well-established guy as "Defeated City", on the other hand, they think it's not good to be too close to the special class, and they will burn themselves!

Baicheng chatted with the two squad leaders, and after reporting to the company on duty, Zhao Bin announced the official start of morning exercises.

Half an hour of morning exercises, recruits are very simple, 3 kilometers plus queue training.However, many recruits spent a lot of time just running 3 kilometers, and the remaining training time in the queue was pitifully small.

The only one who has completed all the training is the special class.

The soldiers in the compound are very familiar with this set. When they were young, they often watched the "big brothers" do it. Now they do it by themselves. Although they are still exhausted, they are finished anyway.It was Zhi Le and Gu Jian the troublemaker who kept relaxed throughout the whole process. The two took the lead all the way and were extremely conspicuous.

Baicheng watched from the sidelines, and when he saw the troublemaker reached the finish line, he ran back to encourage his lagging comrades, but Zhile just watched coldly at the finish line, sighing involuntarily.