I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 48 You call this a drink?

The sun was high in the sky, and the summer cicadas were roaring in the distance.

Adding a little irritability to the hot training ground.

The freshmen in dormitory 301, after Wang Heng’s impassioned teaching just now, were able to maintain their enthusiasm and fighting spirit at the beginning.

I wanted to run around the track ten times to express my excitement.

But after standing at attention for nearly twenty minutes, the sweat under the brim of the hat dripped down his cheeks, and his eyes were sore and astringent, making it difficult to open them.

That inner energy has basically been smoothed away.

Chen Jun also felt uncomfortable standing in the queue. He was not allowed to change into training clothes before leaving for exercise class today. He was wearing camouflage uniforms and his whole body was covered tightly. It felt like his clothes were almost soaked through with sweat.

He had been a soldier in his previous life and could adapt quickly to the intensity of training, but he was not immune to the torture caused by this kind of weather.

As for Wang Heng.

This guy is very dedicated and always stands in front of the queue and stares at them.

Obviously, those impassioned words just now were not in vain, they were considered as mobilization before the start of training.

I saw someone in the queue staggering, as if he was about to faint.

Only then did Wang Heng issue a new order.

"All of you, stand at attention."

Although the commands shouted were consistent with Chen Jun's current actions, their bodies could shake a bit when they shouted again.

Just this makes you feel a lot more comfortable.

"Take a break. When you hear the instruction of taking a break, follow the direction of your toes and extend your left foot forward about two-thirds of the way."

"That's it." Wang Heng gave the demonstration again, "The legs are naturally straightened, the upper body is still, and the center of gravity of the body is on the right foot."

"Let me tell you, usually during meetings or during activities in the Mainland Academy, if you hear the command to take a break and it doesn't change for a long time, you can change your feet."

"Okay, stand at attention!"

"Put the weight of your body on the soles of your feet, not on your heels. If you don't want to faint and be embarrassed, just follow the standards I told you."

As soon as this changed from taking a rest, to feeling a little more comfortable, it changed to standing at attention again.

At the same time, Wang Heng's loud curses were heard in the queue.

"Yang Fan, you are a pig, stand at attention, there is money on the ground, why are you looking down?"

"Liang Kui, I've said it several times, hold your belly in. Why are you so big?"

"He Jing, legs, legs together, are your legs in conflict? Are they spread so far apart?"

"I've never seen anyone stupider than you."

Wang Heng kept yelling and correcting his movements, but when he first started learning the formation, he could correct himself by correcting himself.

But as long as the password is changed and the person moves and returns to "stand at attention" again, the originally adjusted standard movements will basically be returned to their original form.

When someone was particularly irritated, Wang Heng would directly kick him in the buttocks.

The first time he took an exercise class, Chen Jun felt his ears were buzzing from beginning to end.

It is no exaggeration to say that the whole class of freshmen learned to stand at attention, and were able to barely make mistakes from the beginning, all because of Wang Heng's kicking and yelling.

Finally, after struggling for an hour and a half.

They received instructions to take a ten-minute break midway.

Good guy, upon hearing the order to disband, the entire ten squads of the third detachment, dozens of people, seemed to be at war, scrambling to run towards the shade.

Chen Jun had a good idea of ​​Wang Heng's temper and knew that his squad leader was very proud and always wanted to be first in everything.

Even if they grab a resting place during the break, it's the same. They can only win but not lose. Otherwise, if they can't grab it, it will be even more difficult for them to gather later.

With this reason, there is nothing else to say.

Chen Jun took the lead and rushed harder than anyone else. He rushed to the backlight one step ahead of other classes and waved to the freshmen in class one.

When Wang Heng saw this, a smile appeared on his lips. He became more and more dissatisfied with Chen Jun. He stamped his feet, raised his head and left the training ground.

Several people watched Wang Heng leave. Without the supervision of the squad leader, a group of people completely let themselves go.

Yang Fan ran to the shade, lay down directly on the ground, and started howling miserably regardless of his appearance: "Oh my god, I'm so tired."

"It's not easy being a soldier."

"Lie further away, don't take up so much space."

Others were not as casual as him. He Jing took off the hat on his head, squatted down and pushed Yang Fan away from the ground, fanned the wind twice with his hat, and turned to look at Chen Jun who was also squatting beside him.

He said with emotion: "If I had known that Lu Yuan was following this routine, I would have signed up for a military training class in Kyoto during the summer vacation to practice first." "I wouldn't have been kicked just now. It was so embarrassing."

Chen Jun smiled when he heard this and said nothing. He couldn't answer this.

But Yang Fan, who was lying on the ground, became furious after hearing this. He pressed his hands on the grass and straightened up. He spat and said, "You just got kicked once. I was kicked six or seven times just now."

"My butt still hurts."

"You just said you were applying for classes in Kyoto. Are you from Kyoto?"

Yang Fan asked curiously.

"Well, from Kyoto, I remember I said that when I introduced myself when I first came here." He Jing responded casually.

"Is your family rich? I heard that people in Kyoto are quite rich."

"I don't have much money, I just have a few houses at home."

"Damn, you don't have much money?" Yang Fan widened his eyes, looked at He Jing up and down, and curled his lips and said: "You are from Kyoto, your family is rich, and your name has the word "京" in it."

"That's right, Mr. Jing, if you ask me to tell you that you are mentally ill, you can't go to any university with this condition."

"Look at our class, let alone me, the others are not as good as me. Even Chen Jun is "naturally beautiful", and you are also "painting-like"."

"No matter which university you go to, you can just wave your hand and find a bunch of girls, and you're cool and comfortable. Why go here and suffer like this?"

Yang Fan was just talking to himself, but he didn't notice that he had offended the public.

Chen Jun raised his hand and slapped the back of his head, and said angrily: "Do you know how to use words? Can I be called a natural beauty?"

"I'm called handsome."

Next to them, Liang Kui and the others swarmed up, pressing down on Yang Fan and hammering him.

This guy is so mean-mouthed.

It is enough to say that he is crooked, but he will also damage the whole class.

He Jing's face didn't look good either. After the others finished hammering, he followed Chen Jun's example and slapped Yang Fan on the back of the head.

Of course, these are all symbolic shots, without any effort.

Then he said with an unhappy expression: "Don't judge me by your thoughts. Isn't it okay if a man wants to join the army?"

"The squad leader kicked you lightly. You didn't listen to a word of what I just said. I yearn for the army. I hope to become a soldier and protect my family and country. This is my ideal."

After listening to He Jing's words, Chen Jun glanced at him in surprise.

When he first arrived, he felt that He Jing should be a wealthy kid with high goals and high levels of self-cultivation.

It seems true now.

It's a pity that when you meet the mean-mouthed Yang Fan, he can ruin any atmosphere.

When this guy heard what He Jing said, he muttered directly: "You are so ambitious. I won't call you Mr. Jing from now on. I'll call you Brother Zhiqi, right?"

"You deserve a beating." He Jing's nose was almost crooked with anger. Just as he was about to continue beating him, Yang Fan stood up and ran away.

Then he joked: "If you don't let me call you Brother Zhiqi, then I will call you Brother Ideal in the future."

Yang Fan shouted, turned around and ran away.

Everyone in the class who was taking a break laughed. It must be said that after training, there was a live treasure in the class, which was quite able to liven up the atmosphere.

This guy didn't run a few steps, then hurried back, followed by Wang Heng.

After everyone saw the squad leader, they stood up hurriedly.

Wang Heng waved and said with a smile: "It's okay. You should rest. I'm just here to give you some drinks."

"One bottle per person, don't waste it."

When they heard that drinks were being served, the eyes of the resting people shone brightly.

On such a hot day, it would be a pleasure to have a drink.

Only Chen Jun was a little suspicious.

There are seven freshmen in this class, each with a bottle, that's seven bottles.

The smallest beverage bottle, seven bottles in one package, can’t be hidden in camouflage uniforms, right?

Wang Heng came with empty hands and no bulge in his clothes. Where did he get the drink?

Just when Chen Jun was confused, he saw Wang Heng take out a small blue box from his arms, which said: Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

The corner of Dangzhi's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

Damn, you call this a drink?
(End of this chapter)