The cadets of the Eastern Military Academy found that the academy seemed to be a little strange recently, the cadres at all levels seemed to be particularly busy, and the big classes of all grades had also been suspended.

Some second-year students speculated that it might be because they had to train, so there was such a change, while third-year students thought that the academy should have received some task. The first-year students have never participated in the training of the East Academy and have never performed any tasks, so they are even more nervous and expectant.

Ye Song sensed that the academy was about to make a big move, because his daily "supper" was forced to stop.

Seeing He Jingchen who was so anxious, Ye Song felt bad darkly. Isn't the main reason for the chaos of the academy's leadership to find ways to toss the students? Now it seems that it has nothing to do with the students, which can only mean that it is not yet time.

It turned out that Night Pine's idea was correct.

On the evening of December 5, when Huyan Shijiang announced that he would conduct a ten-day, 501.6-kilometer training, all the trainees' heads were like the big bell in the temple being hit, and they buzzed for a long time.

The first-year students were shocked by the college's generosity, 501.6 kilometers, even if the return journey is a motorized march, it will take more than 500 miles of mountain roads!

But...... It seems to be very cool, you can visit so many tourist attractions in the suburbs of Beijing for free, and it is worth it when you think about it.

The second and third year students were not so optimistic, because they noticed that the principal mysteriously said that there were many "activities" throughout the whole process, and everyone could "enjoy" them to the fullest.

Based on past experience, this so-called "activity" is definitely equated with "suffering", and it is called seeking death if you really go with an attitude of "enjoyment".

The next day, Huyan Shijiang and Shan Jiting simply mobilized, and the team set off in a mighty way.

Although the Oriental Military Academy is located on the outskirts of Beijing, there are relatively few people and vehicles, but when they walk on the street, they still attract the attention of countless people.

Soldiers are a special group that is easy to "attract attention", coupled with the special gray training uniforms of the students of the Eastern Academy, people who don't know still think that they are filming and recreating the glorious 18th Group Army in the past.

The winter sun is always warm, and if you march in such weather, it won't take long for your chest and back to get wet with sweat.

It's nothing if your clothes are wet during the march, but once you stop to rest, the sweat on your body is cold, and the slightest hint of wind can make you shiver. So even though it's winter, if it's a long-distance and long-term activity like stretching, everyone still hates the sun.

Thankfully, the weather was still very good, with the sun completely obscured by thick clouds and the occasional invigorating wind.

The East Academy did not prepare any propaganda slogans such as "blood, sweat and tears, skin and flesh do not fall behind" and other propaganda slogans, the students here are all in the same review period, and there is no problem with the physical fitness, if someone is really left behind, I am afraid that he will submit an application for withdrawal without waiting for the college to speak.

Slogans and military songs are indispensable for training and marching, which on the one hand invigorates the morale of the army and on the other hand, unites the people.

As the squadron leader of the 5th Squadron of the 1st Grade, Ye Song is equipped with a loudspeaker and a walkie-talkie for communication.

Ye Song walked next to two-thirds of the queue of the fifth squadron with the red armband of "squadron leader", and led everyone to shout a slogan from time to time.

In addition to the special singing in the troops, it is also at this time that there is a competition of voices, your squadron shouts loud slogans, our squadron must be louder than you, your squadron sings two military songs in a row, then our squadron sings at least three songs in a row.

It is usually the squadron commanders who produce this kind of confrontation, but as the confrontation continues, the squadron members are gradually substituted into the rhythm and never give up until they are superior to each other.

Shouting slogans and singing military songs is indeed more morale-boosting, but the only bad thing is that the voice is dry.

Ye Song is a more "Buddhist" squadron leader, he doesn't want to make his brothers shout because of the sound of the voice, the training is already hard enough, there is no need to add additional burdens.

Of course, this atmosphere must be blended into, otherwise everyone will let go of their voices and yell at you, pretending to be dumb there, which is unreasonable.

Therefore, every time Yesong shouts slogans or sings songs in the fourth squadron, he quickly lets his squadron pick him up, giving people an attitude that we are also seriously involved.

However, this year, the squadron leaders of the first grade seem to be very "Buddhist", and they all choose to pick up when the other squadrons are about to finish singing.

But think about it, although the name is "Squadron Leader", everyone is still a cadet at heart, and there is no need to make his comrades dissatisfied because of the competition for a "voice biggest award". Singing in turns has both an atmosphere and leaves the leaders with nothing to say, and the comrades-in-arms are also happy to cooperate, so why not?

Liang Yinguang and Chang Ye, who were at the forefront of the first-grade team, glanced at each other after hearing the tacit cooperation of the team, and then they both smiled helplessly and shook their heads, this year's group of juniors is too good!

Ye Song felt extra comfortable in his heart today, and finally realized the beauty of the commander. Not to mention anything else, this location alone attracts the attention of the girls on the side of the road more than others.

However, although the heart is sullen, the appearance must show a cool appearance, in case passers-by photograph themselves with an obscene face and post it on the Internet, then their military service will really be over.

While Ye Song was trying to play the image of a serious and handsome young officer, Dou Miao, Mai Changlin and the others looked disdainful.

Everyone is a comrade-in-arms who lives and lives together, and they are about to wear a pair of pants, what does Ye Song think, can they not know?

Hmph, sanctimonious!

Cut, well-dressed beasts!

Phew, hypocrisy!

Knowing the essence of Yesong, they collectively stood on a commanding heights at this time and criticized him to the fullest.

However, no amount of criticism was just impotent rage, and they didn't notice that their eyes were already blue, and the sour taste in their mouths was getting stronger.

Of course, Night Pine knew what these goods thought, so the more they were jealous, the better Night Pine felt, and even winked at them secretly from time to time.

The first to stand it was Mai Changlin, as the number one "big bag" of the Fifth Squadron, how much he wanted to establish his handsome image in front of the beauties on the side of the road at this time. Maybe someone who is a little more bold will secretly stuff a note with a phone number on him, and his girlfriend's problem will be solved? You may even have happiness troubles such as "not knowing which one to choose".

So Mai Changlin winked at Ye Song, and whispered when Ye Song came over: "Ye Song, let's discuss a matter, okay?" Presumably you're tired of commanding, why don't I shout a few words for you? Brother, I beg you, this is a lifelong event related to my future happiness, how about washing your socks for a month? ”

Ye Song heard the black line on his face, and he hadn't heard that anyone's life's major event was only worth washing socks for a month, so he left without saying a word.

"Hey, don't go, two months! Three months, no more! ”