Xiaobing Fang Heng

A circle...

With only one lap, the team was stretched, with those with good physical fitness running far ahead, and those with poor physical fitness followed far behind.

In the third circle, the seven or eight people who led the way had already opened up half a circle away from the main force. Hou Jue and Yue Zitong were among the top-notch people. As for Fang Heng, he followed the main force all the way.

In Yang Yi's eyes, it was clear at a glance which of these soldiers was good and which was bad.

Although it can't be determined by running so arbitrarily, but the eyes can't deceive people. He likes the eyes of the people in the lead, just like himself who just entered the military academy, with drive and purpose.

Of course, the soldiers in the back may not be bad, maybe it's just because of poor physical fitness, but there are more people who are fishing in troubled waters, joining the army with the attitude of not being top notch.

Just like what Yang Yi thought, Fang Heng's physical fitness is not good, but it's not bad, but he doesn't have that energy. Even if he came to the army as his old man wished, he still doesn't like this place.

Compared with Fang Heng, Hou Jue is a completely different person. Not to mention his excellent physical fitness, his purpose is also very clear. From the moment he signed up to join the army, he knew what he wanted, so when the platoon leader said When it was time to elect a squad leader, he knew it was an opportunity. For the future, he would seize every opportunity and express himself perfectly.

However, he is obviously not the only one who thinks this way. The vanguards are all the same people, and they are all people with a certain tenacity. In the end, Hou Jue is desperately fighting for No.1 no matter what.

Yang Yi stood in the middle of the playground, watching them silently, the faster the faster, the slower the slower, when the first soldier ran the whole distance, he looked down at the time, 18 minutes, really amazing, compared to the beginning My grades are much better.

Yang Yi looked up at the young man who was bending over and supporting his knees, gasping for breath, and smiled. He remembered this man's name, Hou Jue.

It seemed that he was going to have a few good soldiers in his recruit platoon.

Rest after running, and those who haven't finished running?Of course keep running!

Although this group of recruits looked solid on the outside, they were actually terribly weak inside. After running 12 laps, they all lay on the ground, looking like a group of exhausted mangy dogs.

Both the army and the military academy pay attention to the scientific leadership, which is different from the special forces. To be clear, if you want to be a cadre, you must first be a person with ability and quality.

So Yang Yi walked over with a smile, and the prickly dimple hanging from the corner of his mouth spun out deeply, and said considerately, "Everyone has worked hard, bear it, bear it! It only takes a month, and you will get used to it."

No one paid him any attention.

Fang Heng was paralyzed on the ground, not even wanting to move his fingers. He had heard what the platoon leader said, but when he thought of the one month that was so far away, he wanted to sigh.

The beautiful summer camp life is gone forever...

After breakfast, it was boring queue training.

First is the military posture, stand for half an hour, rest for 10 minutes, and then continue to stand.

When standing in the military posture, Yang Yi began to ask them to introduce themselves, which was a regular self-introduction, for example, my name is XXX, I am from XXXX, and I am 18 years old this year.

After shouting all over again, Yang Yi said, how can this work?Tired in the morning, huh?Loud up, roar out!

So I called again.

Yang Yi said again, this won't work, why don't you sing military songs during the rest time, and get familiar with the sharp feeling coming out of the roar, of course, sitting is useless, just stand and take a rest.

In the morning, Fang Heng introduced himself 11 times, and he memorized all the names of the people in the platoon, but he was a little embarrassed.

Yang Yi didn't come over in the afternoon, they continued to make quilts and learn how to pack backpacks.

In fact, tidying up housework is a vacation for them. It can be regarded as a rest. Some people with cunning heads simply lie on the bed and sleep, of course, including lazy ones. One, if something goes wrong, a group of people will be punished.

Laziness is contagious. It was almost four o'clock. When Yang Yi appeared, no one in the entire platoon was doing business. Those who played cards played cards, those who slept, and those who bragged.

Yang Yi stood at the door and looked around, picked up the whistle and blew a harsh and rapid whistle, without explaining, he punished the whole platoon to copy the army rules.

It has been four days since the troop rules were issued. After this punishment, most people suddenly realized that the rules clearly stated that soldiers are not allowed to lie on the bed until bedtime.

Indeed, it is clearly stated in the code that no one can be blamed for being punished.

However, when Fang Heng was copying the rules, he gave Yue Zitong a weird look. As a child of an army cadre, Yue Zitong had no reason not to know these rules, why did he follow along?Also, he didn't believe it anymore, why did the entire recruit company keep a low profile and not remind the only one cadre's child?

Later, Fang Heng went to ask and found out that no one in the recruit company can avoid being dismounted. No matter how well you perform, you will have to suffer through any hardship, so why bother to talk so much?So as not to make the comrades feel that they are nosy.

Finally, Fang Heng commented on Yue Zitong, this kid is a high-profile person who tries hard to keep a low profile.

The next day, the platoon leaders began to resort to means.

The training in the morning was still the same as the day before. Standing in the sun in the warmth, with the belly in and chest up, the middle finger on the trouser seam on the side of the leg, without squinting.

Yang Yi walked up and down in the line, looked around, stood in front of a buddy, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with the neck?"

"?"

"do not know?"

Shaking his head.

Yang Yi raised his hand to caress his head, applied a little pressure, straightened it up, then let go, and looked at him quietly. After about 10 seconds, the buddy turned his head back again.

The person behind laughed 'poof', it turned out to be a crooked neck.

Yang Yi glanced at the man behind him, took out a needle from his bag and carefully pinned it on the man's collar, and said, "This problem must be corrected, just leave this thing for a week."

"Yeah." The young man nodded, restraining himself not to lean to that side, but in the end he still tilted his neck, but to the other side.

The people behind all suppressed their laughter and began to tremble.

As if he couldn't see, Yang Yi pinned a needle on the other side of his collar, patted his shoulder and said sincerely, "Persevere."

The young man's face was blood red, his teeth were clenched, and he nodded again.

Yang Yi walked to the next row, looked at the boys in this row, took out a stack of poker and dealt three cards to each person, one for each of the left and right hands, and one for the middle of the knee.

Including a few who didn't smile, Hou Jue was also in it, and was seated again.

After everyone posted, Yang Yi took a step back, his gaze swept over everyone's face, "What is a sense of collective honor, think about it for yourself! One hour of military posture, and those who lose their cards stand for another half an hour!" "

When he turned his head, all the recruits in the first three rows turned their heads, and Yang Yi frowned, "They're all envious, right!? Two decks of poker are enough for you!"

Yang Yi's first impression was too gentle, no one took him seriously even if he was brought in for training these two days, so no one really took this stern drink seriously.

It wasn't until everyone was dealt three-card poker that they realized that the game was real. No matter how easy-going and friendly this person was, he was still the leader of the third platoon, their instructor.

Standing in the military posture is hard work, boring and stiff.

Not to mention standing so hard for an hour, even lying on the bed, it is uncomfortable to use one position for a long time. After a while, some people start to squirm and feel uncomfortable.

Fang Heng felt that there were hundreds of millions of ants crawling in his body, and it was itchy everywhere. There was no comfortable place on his neck, face, back, chest, or soles of his feet. .

It doesn't matter if you don't care about this feeling, it will be even more uncomfortable if you care about it. Fang Heng stared at Yang Yi in front of the team, and finally couldn't help scratching.

Yang Yi stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Heng, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he glared at him fiercely, "Who allowed you to move?"

Fang Heng had recovered his posture long ago, without squinting, as if he hadn't heard.

Yang Yi looked at him deeply, then bent down, his eyes slid down his arm, and fell on Fang Heng's nails.

"What are you doing with this thing? Fighting!?"

"?"

"Go back and cut your nails!"

"..."

Yang Yi went around and patted his butt, "Tighten up! Show off your big butt, don't you?"

"..."

"Tightened?"

Fang Heng hesitated for two seconds, then said softly, "Hmm..."

The next second, the hollow of his leg was hit hard, Fang Heng staggered and fell directly on the ground, he turned over and stared at Yang Yi.

"Tightened!? What do you call tight?? It will fall apart as soon as you hit it!! Are you making noodles?? The card fell off, and you will be punished to stand for half an hour. Get up and continue!!" Yang Yi looked at him fiercely , condescending.

Fang Heng clenched his lips, blood exploded from his face, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The first time Yang Yi saw Fang Heng's angry expression, even Hou Jue was not used to seeing it, let alone Yang Yi who was completely unprepared, his heart immediately 'thumped', pondering This kid can't cry, can he?Why is this unethical! ?

What he hates the most in his life is this kind of person, a man who cries as soon as he yells a few words. It was opened by his own family, and if he was provocative, or he would cry for his father and mother, it would be as if the world revolved around his family.

Waking up, he lowered his voice, and his tone became a little more serious, "Why are you in a daze? Go back and stand still!"

Fang Heng got up, squatted down and picked up the scattered three cards, stood up little by little, his head was buzzing, and anger was beating in his chest.

Yang Yi took the cards from his hand, put them away separately, and walked away without saying anything.

It's also thanks to Yang Yi not continuing to speak, otherwise Fang Heng would definitely have greeted him with a fist, and he would have lost such a big face. If it wasn't for the fact that he still couldn't see the situation clearly in the army, this matter would never have been settled like this up.

Moreover!This sense of gap is really terrible!Temporarily changed the script without reminding!Just when everyone thought the platoon leader was a good person or something, his face suddenly turned black, as if he was teasing someone! !

Afterwards, Yang Yi walked around the team twice, kicking the hollow of his leg from time to time, maybe Fang Heng's kick reminded the recruits in the platoon, and no one fell down.

The tactic of killing chickens to scare monkeys was used correctly.

When the time came, all those who hadn’t lost their poker were disbanded and rested on the spot. Only four of them were punished. Two of them were born with O-shaped legs and couldn’t be held firmly. The remaining one, like Fang Heng, was also knocked off by Yang Yi. Pai, of course, means that the legs are bent, not as embarrassing as Fang Heng.

Fang Heng stood unsteadily, looking at Yang Yi in front of him teaching them military movements such as resting, tidying, stopping and turning, etc., teaching them detail by detail, Fang Heng stood grinding his teeth, especially Yang Yi. Yi glanced over from time to time with playfulness in his eyes, and told him provocatively, if you have the ability, just move and see!

Fang Heng's complexion became darker and darker, just when he couldn't help it...

"Beep—" Three sharp whistles pierced the sky, one after another.

"stand up!"

More than 100 recruits stood up with a 'swish' and paid attention.

Three recruit platoon leaders ran over and saluted, "Company commander!"

Fang Heng turned his stiff neck, turned his head and looked over...

Two officers walked in from the gate of the recruit company's dormitory. One officer was tall and heroic, wearing a neat military uniform, as if he was stepping on the brilliance of the morning sun, and walked into the field of vision heroically.

Fang Heng blinked, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help sighing, the aura is really different.

It was a strong sense of difference between a wolf walking in a dog pile and a leopard appearing in a cat's nest. A tough line was revealed from head to toe, and the steps moved like flowing water, extremely smooth.

Two captains, their company commander and instructor.

As Yue Zitong said, the recruits of these recruit companies belong to the Red Seventh Company, and the company commander is also the company commander of the recruit company, and is responsible for the operation of the entire recruit company.

As for the platoon leader and squad leader in the recruit company, veterans are usually selected to join the recruit company. Veterans are all soldiers who have performed well and have the possibility of being promoted.

However, some units are different, and there are some special circumstances. Fang Heng’s recruit company belongs to the combat unit. Usually the squad leader of the recruit company is selected from the recruits, which is an incentive mechanism.

During the evening meeting, Yang Yi once talked about the general situation of the army they were in.

The Chongqing 13th Army belongs to the Chengdu Military Region.

There are three divisions under him, and Fang Heng is now in the 37th division.

The 37th Division is further divided into three legions, including an armored regiment, an electronic communication regiment, and an infantry regiment. There are six battalions and twelve companies.

The specific company assigned to it will not be known until the recruit company comes out.

But it can probably be confirmed that their unit is not an armored battalion.

Because none of the three recruit platoon leaders came out of the armored battalion, but the field army, the so-called infantry.

At yesterday's party, Yang Yi introduced several company commanders and battalion commanders in their camp. There are many names and complicated duties, such as chief and deputy battalion commanders, company commanders, instructors, instructors, and directors. I remember Fang Heng. Dizziness.

However, there is always such a memorable name, a Tibetan military officer, the name is four characters, Qomolangma?

Uh……

seems not……

Fang Heng looks at the sky...

What's the matter with beads?