"You're amazing!"

Wang Chenglin's face turned the color of rotten pig liver, and he threw the "tree" on the lawn next to him, and he almost didn't jump.

"Do you know what kind of tree this is? This is the fucking tree behind the division commander and the commissar's building! Wow! At that time, the guard company sent tolerance, and the direct team bought tree seeds, and planted them one by one, so you were good, and cut down the pine and cypress trees, pine trees, and osmanthus trees as firewood and burned them!? Others say that the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, but you are the predecessors who planted the trees and the later people cut down the trees! How capable you are! You-"

Speaking of this, Lao Wang was already furious, holding a finger in front of him, and constantly pointing, he was already trembling a little.

"You bastards!"

In the end, Lao Wang, who couldn't find any adjectives, could only scold his mother with this sentence that he, the political work cadres of the organ, thought was the dirtiest.

Solemnly hid in the ranks, carefully hiding his figure, for fear of attracting any attention.

The "tree" in Instructor Wang's hand is too familiar to him.

Isn't this the best firewood I've chopped in the past few weeks?

He quietly stretched out his head from the queue, wanting to see Lao Wang's current expression, but met Luo Xiaoming's sword-like gaze head-on.

That night, the training brigade announced a new regulation -- it was not allowed to go to the direction of the division headquarters to cut firewood, not to go to the state-run forest farm to cut firewood, not to cut down pine, fir, pine, cypress, and other economic and ornamental tree species, but only to cut down miscellaneous trees.

Of course, the announcement of the new rules does not mean that the past is not to blame.

Every Sunday, in addition to chopping firewood, they also had to spend two hours planting trees on the hill behind the division commander and political commissar's building, until the original appearance of the hill was restored.

As for the money for the purchase of tree seeds, it will be deducted from the funds of the teaching brigade.

Whoever stabs Lou Zi will wipe his buttocks.

However, Zhuang Yan and Wang Datong did not suffer any punishment.

It's a strange thing.

But after thinking about it, Zhuang Yan also felt that it made sense.

First, in the capacity of the division commander and political commissar, of course, he didn't bother to deal with the small soldiers, that would be too embarrassing, it was estimated that Instructor Wang Chenglin himself was going to be criticized, in addition, of course, those students who read books were strictly punished.

Second, the reason is also very simple. Throughout the ages, the Chinese law has said that one law does not hold the people accountable.

Wang Datong later collected cigarettes and said that this kind of naked trafficking had already made the hill behind the division commander's political commissar's building be wrapped in a hill where there were not 200 students every Sunday, but 100 students were there to cut down trees with knives.

Who to penalize?

You can't punish one soldier at a time, and you can't quit training one soldier at a time, so the teaching team will lose more than 100 people at once, and you can still practice a fart!? The entire annual pre-promotion squad leader training camp must be yellow.

So, in the end, I downplayed the matter.

The new rules are more difficult for solemnity, but people's flexibility is always the greatest, especially for soldiers, and even more so for excellent cadets such as advance squad leaders.

The division headquarters won't let you cut it, so let's cut down the No. 1, 2, 3, and 4 heights.

These highlands were originally used for training purposes, and the mountains are full of miscellaneous trees, and the altitude is not too high, making them ideal places for cutting firewood.

Less than a month later, the advance squad leaders of the teaching team showed their perseverance and locust spirit, and shaved the trees on the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th heights into bald heads.

In the end, the instructor in charge of tactical training in the brigade headquarters found that the problem was wrong, and one day an instructor went to the field to prepare for a demonstration drill of squad attack, and found that the No. 1 high ground had become bald, and there was no hidden place at all, and then look at No. 2, 3, and 4 to get it, not to mention that the full light is also the Mediterranean mode, which reflected the situation to the captain and instructor.

And so.

The teaching team once again issued a new rule similar to the "judicial interpretation" - in addition to the previous regulations, places that are not accurate for tactical purposes, including the felling of trees on heights 1, 2, 3 and 4, must be kept in their original appearance......

Of course, that's all for later.

In the summer of that year, before the first month of training in the common subject, the weather became unusually hot, and it is said that it set a record for the highest temperature in many years.

The elimination assessment at the end of the month is approaching, solemnly training every day in this month, the entire teaching brigade is full of all kinds of chicken blood banners - "lose skin and flesh and do not fall behind, blood and sweat do not shed tears", "sweat more in peacetime, less blood in wartime", "use me in the first battle, use me to win!" "If you don't practice martial arts, you don't count as a soldier, and if you don't practice martial arts, you don't count as a qualified soldier......

Every day, everyone spends their days in a state like they have been beaten up.

Every minute is compressed to the extreme.

Even at dinner time, if the food of the cooking class has not been fully served, the squadron leader Zhou Huping will say when he is in good spirits: "It seems that it will take some time for the cooking class to be served, why don't we come to the event and have an appetizer?" ”

Then, with a cold face, he waved his big hand, pointed to Feiyun Mountain behind him, and yelled at everyone: "The target is a crooked neck tree 300 meters from the mountainside of Feiyun Mountain, with a time limit of 9 minutes, rush!" ”

Then a bunch of neurotic students scrambled to rush from the path behind the cooking class towards Feiyun Mountain......

Every morning, as soon as the wake-up horn sounds, the solemn mind is blank, and it bounces up from the bed mechanically, and then dresses as fast as possible, puts on bullet belts, gas masks, satchels, and other miscellaneous things, and runs out to assemble.

This kind of training intensity, even Xu Xingguo, who used to be proud of the company, was drained of his physical strength.

He said solemnly: "Lao Zhuang, I especially feel that I am completely numb for a period of time in between the time when the horn of getting up in the morning sounded and the moment the squad leader announced that I was going to sleep at night. ”

"As long as you don't die, you will practice to death." Zhuang replied with a wry smile.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he understands Xu Xingguo.

If you're going to get through this tough training time, you're going to have to learn to be numb.

You left everything behind.

After physical trauma, mental pressure, and the limits of his endurance, he finally understood what the regimental staff officer who came to pick them up when he was assembled at the battalion headquarters before going to the teaching team meant, "After going to the teaching team, don't treat yourself as a human being, as a dog."

However, he did not fully agree with the staff officer's statement.

Because he thinks it's not suitable to be a dog, it should be said to be a wood.

Only the wood is not felt, and it can be tossed no matter how it is, and in a hellish place like the teaching team, the dogs are tossed to death.

Zhuang Zhuang felt that his whole person had begun to undergo a great transformation in this kind of furnace-like army life.

In the past, he was afraid of suffering, of course, he is afraid now, but he has not thought about the word "suffering" for a long time, nor has he called it bitter.

Because, he is so tired that he has no time to think about the question of suffering and not suffering, and being able to survive is the top priority he has to consider.

The summer training uniforms and camouflage uniforms that came from the company were worn out and tattered everywhere, and the brigade headquarters issued two more sets of summer training uniforms, along with the previous two sets of camouflage uniforms, and the cadets of the training team received a total of four more training uniforms.

Of course, in this high-pressure training, there are not without pleasantries, at least for solemnity, there are two.