Reborn Professional Soldier

Instructor Tashi stepped into the car, flashing the flashlight over Lin Feng's face, Lin Feng tilted his head and squinted his eyes.

"Why are you sitting alone in the car? Don't go down and make trouble?"

"A little tired." Lin Feng smiled.

"Is it okay? I think everyone is very strong, so you can't move anymore?" Instructor Tashi sat down with his elbows on his legs, and leaned over to look at Lin Feng.

"I said, instructor, don't shake me with the flashlight, okay?" Lin Feng raised his hand and pressed the flashlight, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"It's okay, just come up to see who else is in the car at this time. Go on, go on." Said, Instructor Tashi stood up, and turned his head to look at Lin Feng when he was about to get off the car. Seeing that the other party had no intention of moving at all, he rushed back in a few steps, raised his hand and hit Lin Feng on the head, swiped his arm, and pointed out the window, "You are young, why are you pretending to be deep, give me Go down, and you are not allowed to get on the bus unless you are called to gather."

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth slightly, sighed for a while, and said reluctantly, "Yes."

Noisy! ?

What can you do? ?

After the initial excitement, when Lin Feng got out of the car, everyone was tired and just wanted to find a place to rest, all eyes were on the car behind Lin Feng, ready to move.

Instructor Tashi stood up, pressed his hands, and blocked everyone's imagination with one sentence, "rest in place!"

What is rest in place?

It's just that you don't want to go anywhere, just sit on the ground and wait for the order.

Instructor Tashi stood in front and started calling people.

"Brother Pu, little Dawa, take a few people to the top of the army card to carry the empty oil drum down."

"Huang Lin, find a few people and take off the two cages on the military card. Be careful, I will scare my chickens and rabbits to death!"

"Zhuma, the people in your dormitory are going to get oil, light up the fire, and set up three bonfires by the way, will it? Yes? That's fine!"

"Lin Feng, share the chickens with your people, one for each dormitory."

"By the way, Zhuma, you go and divide the rabbits."

"Also, that so-and-so." Tashi couldn't remember the name for a while, so he could only point at a person's nose and shout, "You are responsible for cleaning the battlefield."

The student who couldn't name her was inexplicably wronged, especially when she had to sweep the floor, and looked at the people around her with a bitter face.

"Then so-and-so, Zhang Hongliang, isn't it? What's the trouble? All those who haven't been assigned to the task are all responsible for cleaning the battlefield." Then with a wave of his arm, he swept across the few people whose names had been called, and shouted domineeringly, "What are you talking about?" What about you!?"

Immediately, the students who were named and all the girls in the same dormitory ran away to the destination, and started the formal field survival practice in a chaotic and orderly manner.

Of course, these are all pre-prepared things, and they are not practical. The most important thing to practice is to kill chickens. Yes, let these new students see their blood during the first training.

Soldiers who graduated from the military academy dare not even kill a chicken, and it makes people laugh when they say it.

Killing chickens is not a difficult task for people of ethnic minorities. Killing cattle, sheep, and pigs can be easily practiced at home. How difficult is it to kill chickens?

But how many children in the city can do it by themselves?The place where the fish is sold directly handles it for you. You can order fish nuggets or fillets. The place where the chicken and duck is sold is next to the processing plant.

As a result, many students looked at each other helplessly when they took the live chickens, and then turned their heads to learn.

Of course Lin Feng would kill chickens. Although they used rabbits for training at that time, this did not prevent him from knowing where to start. Besides, he had dealt with such things in his previous life.

However, Lin Feng held the chicken wings and handed them to San Hai, saying two words, "Come here!"

Sanhai took out the universal saber and took the chicken, and swiped the blade back and forth on the chicken's neck several times, looking at the pitiful eyes of the big rooster in his hand, but couldn't do it for a while.

Lin Feng squatted down and gestured with his fingers on the chicken's neck, "Pull the hair here first before using the knife."

"Oh." Sanhai reached out to pull out a handful of chicken feathers, the big rooster thumped vigorously, Sanhai subconsciously wanted to throw it away, but Lin Feng stared back.

Lin Feng said, "You have to catch the cockscomb."

Gong Jun eagerly stretched out his hand, "I'll do it."

Lin Feng glanced at him and said nothing.

Master Ren Hai has a high self-esteem. If this chicken is handed over to someone else, it will be the words 'I can't'. The chicken pecked you, you just sit there for me, you kicked a big blister and you are still tossing around, where is Zhen Song?"

Gong Jun said obediently, and slapped his ass on the ground, "I went to find hot water."

Master Hai nodded, lowered his head and continued to wrestle with the chicken, Lin Feng saw him tossing twice and wanted to look at himself, so he slapped his ass and got up straight away, saying, "I'm going to find Zhen Song."

Six large oil barrels were set up in the camp where the second brigade gathered, and the dried wood was poured with oil inside. The wood was burning with crackling sound, and bonfires were set up with charcoal scattered on the ground. The entire camp was illuminated for a long time.

Many people waited for the water to boil around the bonfire. They used military green iron lunch boxes to boil water and placed them directly near the fire. The water would be boiled in a short time. Now they just need to wait silently. .The only trouble is to brush out the stains on the outside of the lunch box after returning home. Although it is not realistic, the beautiful and tidy appearance before has a sense of vicissitudes after tempering.

In Sanhai's words, what a man!

Lin Feng looked at the progress of each group all the way, looking for Zhen Song all the way, and found that there were many traces of burning campfires under his feet. This must be a designated training area for Kunlu's field training. Many students practiced here before.

In fact, Zhen Song’s sense of presence in the dormitory is very low, he doesn’t talk much, and often disappears. When Lin Feng found him, Zhen Song was sitting by a campfire bragging to others, and the orange-red campfire reflected on his face with a bright expression. Laughing, there are 4 lunch boxes in front of him, and there are faintly tiny air bubbles floating up.

Zhen Song saw Lin Feng approaching, so he smiled, sat a little to the side, gave up half of his buttocks, turned his head and continued talking about the previous topic with the students beside him.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhen Song, then his eyes fell on Jizhu Karma next to him, and finally his eyes followed Zhuma's position to look at the fire. There were a total of 2 or so iron lunch boxes densely placed beside the fire. The lunchboxes in front of Zhuma were all boiling water, only one seemed to be cooking something inside, the water was whitish and oily, and she didn’t know what was being cooked when she stared at it, but in the smoky bloody smell that filled the place, There was also a faint fragrance.

Lin Feng walked over and sat down. He heard Zhen Song telling the people around him about the knowledge of living in the wild, and then his eyes met Jizhu Karma. Jumping on the face, the straight bridge of the nose separates light from darkness, drawing an ambiguous silhouette.

After a hasty glance, they turned away. Both of them were silent, not knowing how to talk to each other, or even whether to talk to each other.

For Lin Feng, no matter in this life or the previous life, the hatred between him and Jizhu Karma has been inexplicably formed, as if there is a big hand playing back and forth in the dark, making their hatred continuously escalate until it is irreparable .

Leaving aside this life, Lin Feng still remembers that when he first went to the Falcon training team in his previous life, he came out of the military academy and stayed in the army for two years. Because the soldiers Falcon chose at that time were mainly scouts from the Southwest Military Region. From the old army to the new army, facing the unfamiliar environment and super-intensive training, they naturally became more and more intimate. Instead, they came from other military regions. The people were scattered, and they only chatted with those in their dormitory as if they couldn't find their roots.

Of course, I and those soldiers who have been poached will naturally hug each other, but this situation is temporary. Once the list is confirmed and everyone becomes teammates, they will naturally blend together, so the same batch of people It's not that they haven't thought about how to improve the relationship between the two parties.

He still remembers that because he had been out of town for a long time, he entered the Falcons training team non-stop when he returned to Sichuan. The mother who missed her son asked someone to bring him ready-made soup several times, most of which he did not have. Drink, and gave it to Jizhu Karma and the others, hoping that this estrangement will pass quickly.

But in this way, the relationship deteriorated even more, especially the hostility over there became more and more serious.

And in this life, Jizhu Karma's evil fire came out of nowhere, and when I hadn't figured out what attitude to use to face the other party, the other party seemed to have already established a position for me, and it was a very bad position.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt entangled and flustered. He and Jizhu Karma must have been at odds for eight lifetimes, so they were doomed to go the wrong way.

Jizhu Karma lowered his eyelids and fixed his eyes on the offal cooked in the lunch box. It was taken out of the prepared rabbit body. It was a pity to lose it. Although the conditions were limited and the care was not clean, white water The taste of cooking is excellent. Food was scarce in Tibet two years ago, especially in winter when the heavy snow fell and the wind with hail blew again. Yaks with a thick coat of hair could only curl up in a ball to keep warm , People can't even leave the house.

In this way, Tibetans don’t eat things that fly in the sky or swim in the water. When they were young, their chests were stuck to their backs when they were hungry, and there were many children in the family. It’s okay for brothers to gather together to eat barley noodles and drink buttered tea. Grabbing a few mouthfuls of dried beef on a holiday is something to celebrate.

At that time, I ate so happily, and the word waste was never in my cognition.

This time when he came to the military academy, especially when he was shocked by Principal Xue's hand, he suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten the hard days of the previous two years because of his family situation. He still remembered that the customs of the Tibetan people were very different. Chairman Mao, I am grateful to the leader who turned the whole Tibetan people from slaves to masters. At that time, I looked at Chairman Mao while eating hard beef and said, I want to learn from Chairman Mao to be a soldier when I grow up. , Defend the country!

He has always worked so hard and proudly.

Because when I was at home, tourists from other places made my cognition biased. I always felt that the soldiers in the city were nothing more than that. Three weeks, but it was worth most of my life's guess about soldiers.

Let's not talk about what a real soldier looks like. Just the training during this period of time shows that soldiers suffer much more than imagined. If you want to become a soldier, you must have extraordinary perseverance to survive.

Teammates from Tibetans or other ethnic minorities are naturally able to persevere, but those urban soldiers who he was not optimistic about at the beginning have also survived. Although there is still a gap, he can see that with time and the slowness of training programs Slowly unfolding, such a gap will become smaller and smaller.

What caught his attention the most was Lin Feng and Bian Hai beside him. As urbanites from the provincial capital of Sichuan, they became the leaders of the team effortlessly. Lin Feng, to be honest, it's so damn impressive.

Everything is top-notch, no matter how hard you chase, you can't catch up. I thought I should win a round with my boxing skills from childhood to adulthood, but in the end... a fiasco!