Yang Yi and the members of 'Dark Sword' are of the same age, and young people naturally have a common language together, coupled with Yang Yi's humorous personality, every time he comes up with a small joke, it makes several other people laugh.

The conversation became more and more pleasant, Xiao Shiyun didn't know where to pull out two bottles of two pots, shouting that he wanted to drink, and he would not return if he was not drunk.

Wine is a good thing, a cup of belly, everyone put it more and more, but Xiao Shiyun and Qin Ying seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the wine, and after taking a sip, their cheeks flew away, which naturally attracted ridicule from Yang Yi and others.

Qin Ying was really a master who did not admit defeat, and the true qi in her body was running slightly, and the alcohol was expelled from the blood, and the room was suddenly filled with a smell of alcohol, and her anger became more and more intense.

Drinking and chatting, time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, a few people were not happy, two or three hours had passed, Xiao Shiyun looked at the electronic watch on his wrist, and screamed: "Oh no, no, it's almost eleven o'clock, no, no, I want to go to bed quickly, I can't stay up late, staying up late is very bad for the skin......"

In this way, everyone was still unsatisfied, Yang Yi walked out of the room, and suddenly heard a faint noise from the dormitory where the twenty people lived.

The voice was not loud, and it seemed to be deliberately suppressed, but it was a pity that Yang Yi's facial features were too sharp, and after drinking some wine at this time, his heart was calm, and he heard it more and more clearly.

He slowed down, and without making a sound, he came to the outside of the dormitory, his ear pressed to the door frame, listening carefully to the movement inside.

At this time, Dong Ping and others in the room were having a heated discussion, only to see Dong Ping sitting cross-legged on the bed, waving his big hand, his voice was suppressed, but he still roared loudly: "Don't say it, I think the instructor must have taught us some fist and foot kung fu, or some powerful moves, the instructor is very good at this aspect!" ”

Because Yang Yi had taught Dong Ping how to grab hands, in Dong Ping's eyes, Yang Yi's fist and foot kung fu was very amazing, so he naturally divided what Yang Yi would teach tomorrow into moves.

As soon as Dong Ping's voice fell, the ghost gun over there, who had always been silent and silent, couldn't help but speak: "I think it's unlikely, fist and foot moves need to be practiced for a long time, not something that can be practiced overnight, and it is more likely that the instructor wants to teach us the skills of shooting, have you forgotten how the instructor used a sniper rifle today?" ”

What the ghost gun said is also very reasonable, you know, Yang Yixiao's one-handed pistol skills revealed on the shooting range today made everyone stunned, and they have not recovered from the shock at that time until now, and their minds have been hovering the scene when Yang Yi shot at that time.

shot in an instant, but every time it was either ten rings or nine rings, such an awesome skill, there was no one in the dormitory who didn't want to learn.

"I think there may be other aspects...... "Another person expressed his opinion.

Everyone said a word, and the discussion was called a joy, and at the same time, it also revealed their inner expectations for tomorrow.

But it is obviously a waste of time and energy to discuss these things that can be seen tomorrow in the middle of the night, and the reason why he ended the training so early this afternoon is that Yang Yi's original intention is to let them rest early, recharge their energy, and welcome him tomorrow.

Only by meeting it in the best state will it be more thorough.

And the current heated discussion of these twenty people is naturally against Yang Yi's original intention, maybe they don't know Yang Yi's intentions, but have they forgotten the most basic discipline of the army?

Yang Yi, who was standing outside the door, was a little annoyed, these people really still have some edges and corners, as if if we don't get angry means that we don't have a temper, no, we must teach these people a lesson.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi suddenly raised the soles of his feet, and with a 'bang', the steel door opened in response, of course, Yang Yi had not yet kicked the steel door through, but kicked the door lock inside.

This sudden movement naturally startled the twenty people in the dormitory, and they all stopped discussing one by one, and all of them turned their eyes to the door, but when they saw Yang Yi, the instructor with obvious anger on his face, they immediately lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Do you have a lot of energy?" Yang Yi roared with a cold face, "Shen Geng didn't sleep in the middle of the night and chattered here, are you all flies?!" ”

"Or do you think I'm good-tempered enough to make you offend again and again?"

"What did the military region select you to do?!"

"Is it for you to be idle and have nothing to do and talk and fart?!"

"Get me up, a minute!"

The twenty people in the dormitory knew that the instructor was really angry, and they also knew that they had made a mistake, and they were all silent, drooping their heads, and getting out of the quilt in numbness, wearing clothes and clothes, folding quilts and quilts, and in less than a minute, they were properly cleaned up, making people speechless.

The quality of these soldiers is not high, and Yang Yi is only close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, twenty people were already standing in front of him in a neat line.

Yang Yi didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the dormitory, and the remaining twenty people suddenly felt apprehensive, glanced at each other, and had no choice but to follow Yang Yi out of the dormitory in an orderly manner.

After walking all the way to the training ground, Yang Yi stopped, looked back at the twenty people with different faces in front of him, his face was finally much calmer, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you did wrong?" ”

"You know, it's wrong to be undisciplined!" Twenty men bowed their heads in response.

Yang Yi nodded, and said: "If you make a mistake, you will be punished, this is always the rule in the army, for the sake of you knowing your mistakes, I will not torture you anymore, you can choose the training equipment in this training ground at will, do five hundred strokes, and do push-ups on the spot if you can't find it, the same number, when you finish it, when you go back to sleep......

Five hundred push-ups was very easy for these soldiers who were at least the pinnacle of the first-level elite, and everyone did not hesitate, and they also knew that Yang Yi's punishment was reasonable, so they started training by themselves.

Yang Yi left as early as when they started training, and it was windy at night, so he wouldn't be stupid to stand on the training ground with this group of guys, and the reason why he wanted to punish these people was just to make them understand what he was wrong.

In addition, after doing a round of training, these people can fall asleep faster when they return to the dormitory.

Yang Yi returned to his room, took a hot bath and got into the bed, there were footsteps outside from time to time, he knew that this group of soldiers were returning to the dormitory one after another after completing their training, walking very slowly, and there was no sound of conversation.

Yang Yi knew that his goal had been achieved, and he silently ran the "Yijin Sutra" in his body and fell asleep.

I slept very well this night, and as soon as it was dawn in the morning, Yang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had not slept all along, had been waiting for time, and then got up on time.

looked at the clock in the room, no more, no less, just around six o'clock, there was a clock in his body spinning by itself, when to sleep, when to get up, Yang Yi pinched more accurately than anything.

After a simple wash, Yang Yi came to the cafeteria of the base.

This canteen is a canteen dedicated to the members of the 'Dark Sword', so the area is not large, and after Yang Yi led these twenty people to move in, it suddenly seemed crowded, but it did not make the few people of the 'Dark Sword' unhappy, but made them feel that the base, which has always been deserted, has a little more human touch.

Yang Yi came late, so that he had no place to eat, and seeing him walk into the cafeteria, Dong Ping hurriedly stood up and gave up his place.

"Instructor, you sit here for dinner......" Dong Ping greeted warmly, probably still ashamed of the time he had violated discipline last night.

Yang Yi smiled and said: "No, you can sit down and eat quickly, and when you finish eating, you will gather at the training ground, and I will just find a place......

Dong Ping and others relieved their hearts at this time, knowing that the instructor was not worried about what happened last night, and sat in his place and ate heavily, feeling that today's meal was not very good, and there were not a few people who had the same idea as him.

The chef of the canteen turned out to be a little fat, this little fat is really worthy of his figure, not only eats fat but also can cook, in the past, he was responsible for the diet of the 'dark sword', and now it is no exception, just because of the increase in the number of people, the little fat is somewhat too busy, and a monk consciously joined the ranks of the chef and started to start.

Yang Yi walked to the rice window with his rice plate, the little fat head did not raise his head, and waved the spoon in his hand while saying: "Eggs, pickles, porridge, plus two steamed buns, if it's not enough, come back again......"

"This is too clear soup and little water, right?!" Yang Yi was depressed, to be honest, he hadn't eaten for a day or two, and he was thinking of eating a little more this morning, but he suddenly lost his appetite when he looked at this poor food.

As soon as he heard that the rice and soup he made was low in water, Xiao Fat was angry, and shouted with a stiff face: "Dislike? I don't like you to ......."

Before the word 'eat' was spoken, when he saw that it was Yang Yi, he smiled and said, "Yo, Brother Yang, I didn't see that you were here...... How? Is the food not tasty? ”

"Isn't it? Eggs, pickles, and steamed buns are too shabby, aren't they? I'm used to eating meat, and I can't be happy without meat...... You see...... Can you open a small stove? Yang Yi said somewhat embarrassedly, his voice was very low, and he could only be heard by Xiaopang alone.

There is no way, he suddenly wants to eat meat today, but he is not too embarrassed to be different from others, so he has to discuss with Xiaopang in a whisper.

Xiaopang showed a knowing smile on his face, and said mysteriously: "Brother Yang, wait a minute, I'll be back soon......"

Yang Yi was proud in his heart, knowing that Xiaopang must have brought delicious food for himself.

After a short time, Xiaopang came back with three or four steamed buns in his hand, and the original smile on Yang Yi's face froze immediately, until Xiaopang put the four steamed buns on his own dinner plate, he woke up like a dream, and said with a calm and depressed face: "Fatty, are you joking with Brother Yang?" If you want to open a small stove, you will open it for me? It's not as good as the pickles and eggs just now! ”

Although eggs and pickles can't meet Yang Yi's requirements, they are better than a few steamed buns at the moment, this little fatty, do you understand what I mean!

Xiaopang smiled and said nothing, his face hung on the color of the gods, coughed lightly, pointed to the steamed buns on Yang Yi's rice plate, and said mysteriously: "Brother Yang, look here!" ”