Chapter Eighty-Six: We Want Welfare!
Lu Hairong was furious, "The three-day long-distance training is so hard, who can stand up now? It's not that I'm not alone in a bad military posture." ”
The hateful Liu Xinyan, curse you for not being able to get Leng Junrui for the rest of your life!
The pickets are most disgusted by the recruits' back-talking, especially when they make mistakes themselves, and they have to pull others on their backs.
Since she didn't want to be a good person in the new barracks, she simply punished everyone for standing in the corridor with her for half an hour.
Liu Xinyan chatted with the pickets familiarly and left.
Only the female soldiers were left in a military posture in the dimly lit corridors.
Not only the recruits in the third shift, but the entire dormitory of female soldiers were punished in the corridors.
The refreshing heat of just taking a hot bath gradually disappeared from the body, and the cold wind in the corridor swished into the military uniform, and the cold froze to the bones.
The platoon commander lost face because of the collective punishment of the female soldiers, and he walked around the corridor, strictly supervising them, and his expression was very scary.
"Do you think I'm angry right now?" asked the platoon commander.
No one dared to answer.
"No, you're wrong, I'm not angry, I'm disappointed. The platoon commander said sadly, "I thought that through this long-distance training, you learned teamwork and honed the will of soldiers, but I didn't expect that as soon as you came back, you didn't look like one by one, and you didn't even know the minimum hand shape of standing in a military posture!"
Since you can't remember the essentials of the action, I'll let you stand here and stand until you remember it. The platoon commander's stern voice was very imposing, and he experienced the coldness of life and death with the actual combat soldiers.
Only then did Lu Hairong realize that she had made a mistake, and tears fell down her tears.
She caused the entire dormitory to be punished with her.
If it hasn't touched it yet, then she's really ......
As soon as she cried, the other female soldiers also cried because of their grievances, after all, it was not her own mistake, but she also had to be punished, and no one could accept it.
The platoon commander suddenly asked, "Ye Yuchen, do you feel wronged?"
Ye Yuchen, who was lying down twice for no reason today, replied very calmly, "Don't be wronged!"
Jian Ning looked sideways, she was so aggrieved that she couldn't do it, she had been sensitive and loved to cry since she was a child, and now she is crying unscrupulously.
Why is the fox's heart so big?!
Actually, it's no wonder that Ye Yuchen is not wronged!
But if she answers the grievances, the platoon commander may not know how to discipline her, and she is not stupid.
The female soldiers all cried like tears, and the platoon commander was a little dumbfounded, "I said, you female soldiers, why do you love to cry so much? No matter what, you can poke your tears, cry when you have something, cry when you have nothing to do, don't you bother!"
"Because we're homesick, because we're so tired!" Ye Yuchen replied loudly, speaking the hearts of all the female soldiers.
Lu Hairong was surprised, the fox was punished together, shouldn't this be to hate her to the bone?
How was her answer unexpected......
Ye Yuchen's answer that did not follow the routine made the platoon commander silent for a moment.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to teach female soldiers a lesson, not to isolate a comrade-in-arms because they were jointly punished, because in the army, there is no individual, only a collective.
How do you call him to answer now?
The platoon commander was also angry, "Then you say, what should I do now?"
He wanted to see what else the fox could do.
Ye Yuchen was bold, his eyes only dared to look at the ceiling, and replied loudly: "Report to the platoon commander, it's easy to want us not to cry." The Chinese New Year is approaching, we asked to call home, and after making the call, we promised not to cry in the future training. ”
The platoon commander's footsteps paused, this girl is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she actually dared to put forward conditions.
Now everyone understood, and cooperated with Ye Yuchen to cry even louder.
It's not the ability to cry when you're punished, it's the right thing to cry out for welfare.
"Alright, alright, allow the call tomorrow night! There are five minutes left, you hold on to yourself, and the time is time to dissolve. "The platoon commander was really annoyed by crying and slipped away.
What, when will the female soldier instructor be in place?
They are a bunch of big men, and they can't resist the tear offensive......
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After a short break, the recruits continued their daily training at the base, but because the boot camp period had passed and the Lunar New Year was approaching, the training intensity was reduced to a minimum, and it was almost a semi-holiday state.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, they will have a short vacation, but they will not be able to go home to visit relatives.
The platoon commander kept his promise and really opened the communication room so that everyone could call home for twenty minutes each.
This is really the most anticipated perk for recruits.
Every festive season, the recruits enter the barracks for the first time, and the high-intensity training and various discomforts to the army cause them to cry and be particularly emotional.
Calling home is one of the best ways to counsel the mind.
There is also the organization of various cultural and recreational activities, so that everyone can get acquainted with each other, improve morale, and increase the cohesion between soldiers.
During the break, the squad leaders always organize everyone to perform some impromptu small programs, introduce themselves, tell about my hometown and experience, relieve the homesickness of the soldiers, and get together as soon as possible.
Recently, the team discussion center of the recruits is almost always discussing what kind of program to perform at the orientation party in order to win a chance for their squad leader to reunite with his family.
Different from the temporary merger of the new class and the third class during the training, the performances participating in the competition are still based on the original system, and Lu Hairong once again stood on the competitive position with Ye Yuchen.
She has an incomparable desire for first place, and any opportunity to compare will make her as excited as chicken.
The leadership of the recruit class is in her hands, and everyone is rehearsing around her solo.
And Ye Yuchen's class couldn't think of a suitable performance program at all.
Half an hour before the communication room opened, everyone couldn't sit still, and no one cared about what the orientation party was supposed to perform.
Finally, it was the turn of the third shift to make a call, and all the soldiers who came out of front were crying and red-eyed, and it was estimated that they had complained to their families.
Ye Yuchen called for a quick call, and he got his parents in three minutes, and they were more familiar with that little thing in the army than anyone else, but they repeatedly took care of her not to be picky eaters, and not to go to the cafeteria to steal food.
Ye Shaojun had a lot of heart, and told his daughter not to be bluffed by Leng Junrui, what is the situation, his father supports him, and he dares to be arrogant.
She called her grandfather a second time, and his grandfather babbled and sent her a package, including pastries from Puxun Town, as well as many Chinese patent medicines, which were specially used to treat bruises.
When Ye Yuchen heard her grandfather's voice, her heart couldn't help but be sour, but in order not to worry the old man, she comforted her grandfather one by one.
I'm fine, I'm adapting to life, the instructor is very good, I eat very well, and the training is very sour......
In the end, she dialed the phone to her brother, Ye Chenxiao, the god of war of the Marine Corps.
That's the point today.
"Brother, what kind of theatrical show does your unit leader like? Singing and dancing is still a sketch, it won't be a big stone on your chest, right?" she asked quickly, with limited time, "I want to win this show so that our squad leader can reunite with his family." ”
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