We didn't run the five kilometers in slippers that night, and of course, I didn't report Lao Mao to the instructor. Maybe it's my psychological effect, after that, I always felt that Lao Mao was targeting me, and the most important thing was that his targeting seemed so reasonable and legitimate.

Lao Mao usually takes us to train when people often talk much, once they speak, basically the first person to point is me. It always made me feel that even the other two squad leaders with our platoon thought I was a prick.

But what I couldn't figure out the most was that after that night, Lao Mao never scolded me again, let alone beaten, except for the drill in training, I didn't touch it. It's just that he has become more careful, whether it is my queue or military movements, or even physical fitness, no matter how serious I do, he can always find fault with me. Starting from the queue, one will say that my hands are not tight, another will say that my legs are not straight, and another will say that the height and frequency of my swing arms are different from other comrades in the class, and I have problems anyway. Therefore, I was the first in the class to hold the poker, I was the first in the class to set my hand high, and I was the first in the class to shout one-two-one every step I took.

Okay, I'll put up with it, who made him the squad leader! Anyway, I did what I thought I could do as best I could, and he said it wouldn't work if he didn't change it for me.

In the training of fighting techniques, not only me, but many comrades in the class did not grasp the key points well, Lao Mao asked me to be a demonstration object, every time I was asked to operate the hand, he was a match, and then subdued me with a move, and then told the whole class that I was not right, that was wrong, and almost provoked me several times, but looking at the eyes of other comrades in the class looking at me, I still chose to endure it.

It wasn't until a physical training before dinner at night that I really broke out, in front of three squadrons, more than 300 recruits and squad leaders, and a few cadres, and I didn't save face for Lao Mao at all.

Before the meal, according to the rules of our recruit company at that time, we had to go to the horizontal bar and parallel bar first, and then go to the door of the canteen to line up, in the name of not wasting time. Whether it's our squad, our platoon, or even our entire squadron, we often see other squadrons fighting with us to practice the bars. But regardless of whether there were other squadrons in practice, our platoon had to be on the bar before we could go to eat.

"Three shifts, on the bar!" With Lao Mao's roar, the ten recruits in our class were really like ducks on the shelves, jumping up one by one, the only difference was that we were jumping up, grabbing the bar.

According to the standard of the recruit company, we only need to straighten up to six on the horizontal bar, and we can take a break in the queue and then go to sing and eat. But the perverted old Mao didn't know where the idea came from, and he actually wanted to let us complete this training according to the standards of ordinary companies.

"Comrades, now you have about a month to leave the company, in order to make you feel more comfortable after leaving the company, from today onwards, we will start training in accordance with the requirements of the grassroots company in terms of physical training, single eight double twelve! Even if you just warmed up, now, move around and get back on the bar in a minute! ”

It sounds like two more, but for a lot of people, it's a barrier, especially for someone like me who has been immersed in books for more than a decade. I just barely finished six with the strength to eat, and I have to go to eight more in just one minute!

By the way, I must mention that I estimate that Lao Mao's time is not at all the same as ours, and his minute is only 30 seconds at most! His 30 seconds are longer than a minute!

"Stop! Three shifts, on the bar! ”

When I made it to the fifth, I really didn't have much strength, I clenched my teeth, blushed, and after I was sure that I couldn't finish the eight straightened up, I made a report.

"Report!"

"Speak!"

"Squad leader, I'm bored, I can't do it anymore!"

"If you can't do it, hang it for me, and you won't be allowed to come down without an order!"

"Yes!"

I continued to grit my teeth and hold on, but at that moment I really couldn't be the master of the hand, and I fell off the bar in a few moments.

"What I just said! Who let you down! The whole class has it! Hanging bar for five minutes! Begin! ”

The whole class, both finished and unfinished, jumped up again, except for me.

"Report! Squad leader, it's me who fell, not other comrades, why should I go up! ”

"One person is sick and the whole family takes medicine! It's ten minutes! If you drop one, you'll start all over again! ”

"Toot beet, beet, toot. Dinner! ”

With a shout at the door of the cafeteria, the whole class felt relieved, and our expressions were much more relaxed, thinking that we were finally going to end this horizontal bar training. But all this did not escape the eyes of the perverted old hair.

"Look at it, it's only been less than a minute now, and there are still more than nine minutes, continue to hang me! When it's full, when it's time to line up to eat by yourself! With that, he walked straight away.

I looked at Lao Mao's departing figure, and muttered in a low voice: "SB, if one person is sick and the whole family takes medicine, you are sick!" ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, hang the bar well, in case he hears it again." Dunxiang hung next to me like a piece of bacon, and said to me unrecognizable.

I turned my head and looked, the whole class was a brother, and it was like ten pieces of bacon, and everyone else went to eat, and our ten pieces of bacon were still blowing.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm the one who has caused everyone!" I looked at the nine bacons left in the class one by one beyond recognition, and I felt an indescribable discomfort in my heart, and all I can do now is apologize to everyone.

Zhaowei hung next to Dunxiang, and it happened that the three of us from Jiangsu were hanging together again. "Chen Mo, I beg you to stop talking, in case the perverted Lao Mao comes back and hears that we can't even eat!"

When Zhaowei said this, I was even more sad, and my eyes looked at the faces of every brother in the class, "Brothers, I'm sorry!" ”

"Okay, okay, Chen Mo, don't apologize, we are a class, a collective, the squad leader is right, one person is sick and the whole family takes medicine, since we are a collective, who can not make some mistakes, if we make mistakes, our brothers will bear it together, it's okay!"

"yes, don't fix those useless things, let's hang the bar, if you really feel embarrassed, just go back and wash your buddy's stinky socks!"

"Hey, how can you bully Chen Mo like this! It's really not like that, what, wash mine by the way, mine is only three days in a row! ”

My brothers jokingly comforted me, and I suddenly felt much better.

also laughed, "Thank you, brothers, I have wrapped your socks, but only for today, especially you Dunxiang, don't bring me last month's socks, otherwise I will go to Lao Mao to get a gas mask!" ”

The brothers all laughed, and at that moment I really felt in my heart that only the army could make a group of people from all over the world who had never known each other become brothers who shared weal and woe in such a short period of time.

I don't know if Lao Mao heard our talking and laughter, and still walked over to us with that solemn expression.

I know it's going to be over again this time.