When Xiao Xuan walked into the big tent again, he was not treated as nothing as before. The voices of discussion also calmed down with Xiao Xuan's footsteps, and after this whole day of training and the punishment run the night before, hundreds of teenagers have initially understood that this young head coach is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and if he doesn't give face, he may have problems sleeping at night.

"I've heard some of you talk before: what's the use of walking in a queue? Let me tell you: walking in line is of no practical use to you on the battlefield. From ancient times to the present, from China to overseas countries, there are some armies in this world who can straighten their backs and stand up straight without shrinking up to fight, even in the front row. For those armies, the queue is quite useful, which can flexibly change the direction of attack, or it can also be orderly and orderly with guns, arrows, and spears, so that the enemy can avoid it. But I know that that kind of army will be the army of the Swiss country called Tessie in the past, the army of the Swedish country called the Swedish country in Tessy now, and the army of the Eastern Capture and Jiannu outside the Guanwai. However--- it will never be our Ming army, let alone you! Don't look at the vast majority of you are illiterate people who have forgotten all about your childhood private school, but in your hearts, each of you clearly recognizes a capital 'I', 'I'm still young, I haven't had children and grandchildren, I haven't enjoyed the feeling of being an elder and the beauty of life, and I must not die here'. Oh yes, there is one word you should still recognize: that is, the word 'private', the selfish 'private', my selfish interests are the most important 'private' that no one can touch, and the 'private' that people don't destroy for themselves. If you face the enemy, I guess you will think like this: It's terrible, my legs are weak, I hold my head and bury it under the wheels, or run away? Anyway, at most draw one out of ten? When the enemy comes, I will surrender, and maybe I will survive. It's just that someone cut off his head, at least he doesn't have to endure the fear of liver and gallbladder chills and no spit, right? You have no faith, you are only soldiers for food and treatment, and I am not sure that you will become an army of faith, not for selfish gain, and who know what to fight or die for. Therefore, I let you avoid being bewitched by the word 'I' and 'private' on the battlefield, at least you can defeat the opponent and save your life under the enemy's guns and arrows, or subconsciously feel that killing one is enough to kill two to earn one, so you can only deliberately let you do something that you think is useless, deliberately embarrass you, and even abuse you, and smooth out the complaints and disobedience in your hearts. Let you no longer dare to complain and discuss, and those who forget 'private' and 'me' should only remember military orders like mountains, military discipline like mountains, rules like mountains, and only remember that officers and emperors are far more terrible than enemies! ”

When he said this, Xiao Xuan still saw the disbelief in the eyes of some people, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. Without modern education, most of them were born in the ancient countryside where the children of the poor were in charge of their families, and these people's sense of order and superiors was obviously far inferior to that of the urban students of the Deng era before the spread of mobile phones and the Internet. After all, he is only an instructor in COS's "Full Metal Shell", or Ren Tianye in "I Am a Special Soldier", and he doesn't have the skills of those people. You must not allow yourself to become the public enemy of these people, you must "divide the crowd and divert attention", otherwise it is not impossible to deal with these people without the possibility of encountering the instructor in the full metal shell.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuan resolutely ordered: "In view of the fact that you have too much selfish consciousness and feel too much like a person, rather than a forbidden soldier, I have decided that in addition to the fifty squad leaders selected during the day and the eighty squadron cadres selected yesterday and adjusted today, the remaining four hundred and fifty dissatisfied little military masters will gather on the school field for me!" Until... ”

Xiao Xuan was going to finish his words, but in order to prevent anything from happening, he still didn't say how to treat these people for a while.

Most of the 450 teenagers walked out of the camp without words, but the small number of people sighed and even whispered and grumbled, which still formed a lot of gossip. This made Xiao Xuan's previous hesitant mentality become resolute again: to become an army with a certain combat effectiveness and some usefulness, you must not let go of freedom and be afraid of the east and the west!

After the young soldiers left, Xiao Xuan comforted the officers and non-commissioned officers who were trembling: "You may have complained before, but because you were still obedient yesterday and during the day today, you can avoid this disaster for the time being." Now I command: Eat in a pillar of incense as quickly as possible, and then return to the camp to rest for an hour, and get ready to do something to test you to-night! If you do what I say, everything is easy to say, if not, military law will be done! ”

Until this time, even the temporary officer non-commissioned officers in the canteen tent did not know what was going to happen and what tasks were going to be performed. However, because of the fatigue of the whole day and the limited time to eat, the vast majority of people in Xiao Xuan's acquiescence excitedly ate all the meat dishes prepared for hundreds of officers and soldiers in the canteen with Xiao Xuan's acquiescence...

At first, the teenagers who thought that there was nothing spent a lot of effort on the school field to stand in line, and when they saw that no one came to manage it, they couldn't help but continue to gossip.

"What do you want to do when you say the head of the sect told us to gather?"

"Maybe it's a penalty run again, right? Hey, I knew that the military food under the feet of the Son of Heaven was so untasty, and I wouldn't come to say anything... ”

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At the beginning, although the more than 400 teenagers felt very tired from the whole day's queue training, they seemed to be able to barely hold on because their two legs were used to standing.

But after an hour, more and more people began to feel that something was wrong. I just saw some bold teenagers squatting down when they couldn't hold on, and more and more teenagers began to squat down at this time.

However, just as a few hundred people began to herd sheep again, the eighty squad officers and non-commissioned officers and non-commissioned officers of the squad who were armed with sticks and torches to recharge their energy surrounded the crowd under the leadership of Xiao Xuan, and under the threat of the fire and the battle, many people began to stand up again. Only 11 people refused to stand up on the grounds that they "really couldn't stand up".

Xiao Xuan, who had already made up his mind, was no longer polite at this time: "If you can't stand up, you will serve with a military stick!" The army is not a place to be reasonable, like this: the officers and non-commissioned officers are divided into seven groups, so that these eleven little military masters will have a long memory! A military stick for each person! A total of seven army sticks! If you can't stand and go, then keep fighting! I know I can go back until I can stand back! If others break the law, each of you can be disciplined with a stick. If more than 10 percent of people squat down at dawn, or if you let me know someone is releasing water! I'm going to get you eighty people in trouble! ”

By this time, hundreds of teenagers had only decided what they were about to face, but in the sound of the officers and non-commissioned officers taking turns with their sticks, not many dared to lament the noise...