Duan Xiao rolled his eyes, this old thing likes to trouble him if he has nothing to do, looking at the big man with a pestle beside him, nearly one meter nine, Duan Xiao's mood is even more unhappy, even if he grows so tall, he has to rely on him so close. Is it true that he is buried sincerely?

"You! Frog jump around the barracks twice. Duan Xiao relied on the authority of the instructor and blatantly began to pull hatred. Completely ignoring the big man's almost constipated expression, the rookie should practice well, and I'm doing it all for his good.

Thinking like this, Duan Xiao's heart suddenly felt much better, and he casually tidied up his wrinkled military uniform because of sleeping, and muttered: "This old thing is full of food, right? ”

Hearing this, the big guy subconsciously shuddered, and probably only their instructor in the entire barracks dared to say this about the old chief, right?

Duan Xiao walked in a kind of step after dinner, not in a hurry at all, and walked in the direction of the office. Passing by the training ground, Duan Xiao looked at the recruits under him who were sweating and running on the playground with weights.

"Why are you still here?" Duan Xiao completely forgot the order he gave before leaving, looked at them in a daze, and instead raised his hand to look at his watch, and scolded with confidence: "Fuck, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, why didn't anyone wake me up to eat?

"!!!!!" When the recruits who had been running for six hours heard this, their eyes almost purred out, and this Nima instructor did not play his cards according to common sense.

They ran for six hours tiredly, didn't even eat lunch, and even if they didn't receive praise, they were scolded by the instructor for being stupid.

"Report to the instructor, didn't you say that we can only stop if you give the order to stop?"

Is it? Duan Xiao thought about it for a while, maybe because he didn't sleep last night, his spirit was not very good, and he couldn't remember what he said this morning? But who is Duan Xiao? Will he admit that he is wrong? So he rolled his eyes and argued for himself with great shame: "Whether it is training or on the battlefield, you must learn to be flexible, I just want to test your ability to adapt to changes." You have let me down so much. All of them have R frog jumping around the training ground ten laps. ”

"........." those poor recruits, whose mouths are so long that they can almost stuff an egg. That's too bad, isn't it?

After dealing with these recruits who knew how to dismantle him, Duan Xiao went to the office in a very good mood.

The door of the office opened widely, so Duan Xiao knocked symbolically twice, and then walked in with a big stab.

The old chief, who was over half a hundred years old, was energetically throwing something on the bookshelf at this time, and didn't pay attention to Duan Xiao.

Duan Xiao sat on the old chief's desk without care, with a pair of big eyes like a detector, and at a glance he aimed at a pack of Chinese cigarettes on the table.

He crossed Erlang's legs and asked, "Old man, what are you looking for me for?"

The old chief didn't care about Duan Xiao's arrogant posture at all, anyway, it wasn't the first time he had done this, but he smiled happily, seeing Duan Xiao's expression alive like a weasel who had stolen someone's chicken, and his eyes were full of calculations.

Duan Xiao shuddered when he was stared at, and his intuition told him that this old thing didn't have any good intentions. If you can't do it, you have to be guarded, you can't fall into the trap.