The breakfast of the army is very rich, steamed buns, eggs, millet porridge.

If you can eat these, Wang Sanpang will definitely make himself like this place quickly.

Unfortunately, by the time they arrived at the cafeteria, the other recruits had already finished their breakfast and patted their butts and left.

Wang Sanpang and the others walked to the place where they were cooking with a heavy heart.

"Squad leader, do you have anything else to eat?"

Wang Sanpang looked at the squad leader of the cooking class with hungry eyes, hoping that the squad leader could take out a few steaming buns from the steamer.

Even if it is a vegetable bun, Wang Sanpang will definitely eat it with tears in his eyes.

It's a pity that the squad leader of the cooking class directly put the pot in front of Wang Sanpang and them.

"The buns have been eaten, one bowl of porridge and one egg for each of you, and there is no more."

Hearing the words of the cooking squad leader, Wang Sanpang and the others felt what is called despair.

I got up at six o'clock in the morning, and I haven't eaten a drop of water or a grain of rice until now, and I ran for a long time with the quilt in my arms.

Now it's the front and the back, and who knows that only porridge and eggs are left.

There is nothing more cruel in the world than this.

There was no way, Wang Sanpang and they could only take porridge and eggs, find a place to sit down, and quickly finish these breakfasts.

When they came out of the cafeteria, they saw that Zhao Jun was already waiting for them with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Jun looked at the time.

"Yes, four minutes and thirty-five seconds, in five minutes, I have some expectations for you now."

Zhao Jun's words made Wang San fat and their stomachs slandered.

There was only a bowl of gruel and an egg left, and it was difficult for them to be late even if they wanted to.

……

"Some people say that military posture is the first lesson of a soldier, I think this sentence is very correct, a soldier, if he can't even stand in a military posture, then he can't be called a qualified soldier!"

Zhao Jun walked around in front of Wang Sanpang with his hands behind his back.

"The precautions for military posture are to spread your feet 60 degrees apart, keep your legs straight, put your thumb on the second joint of your index finger, and naturally hang down and stick your hands together. Tuck your abdomen, raise your chest, raise your head, look ahead, and stretch your shoulders back. ”

When Zhao Jun said it, he used himself as an example.

couldn't help but be unconvinced, Zhao Jun's military posture was very standard, just like a textbook.

After Zhao Jun finished the demonstration, he looked at Wang San and them with a smile.

"Don't say that the squad leader treats you badly, so let's do it, if any of you stand in the military posture longer than me, then when others train in the military posture, you can rest, you can challenge me at any time, I mean what I say, as long as one of you wins, whoever stands in the military posture will rest in the future, but if you lose, stand for an hour longer than others, which is very fair."

When the others heard Zhao Jun's words, they all seemed a little eager to try.

Although I don't know what Zhao Jun's strength is, if I don't try it, how can I know how big the difference in strength is?

Wang Sanpang noticed that many people had such thoughts in their heads.

For them, Wang Sanpang will silently bless them in his heart.

Wang Sanpang didn't want to try it, he just saw the smile on Zhao Jun's face, and he felt very familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Sanpang finally remembered where he had seen it.

It seems that when Zhao Jun taught them the trick of folding quilts and sprinkling water yesterday, the smile on his face was exactly the same as now.

This can't help but make Wang Sanpang not vigilant, in his opinion, this is definitely another pit for Zhao Jun.

……

Because I have just started to stand in a military posture, many people plan to familiarize themselves with the familiar things before considering the challenge.

Zhao Jun shuttled between Wang Sanpang and them, constantly correcting Wang Sanpang's mistakes.

After correcting it, Zhao Jun nodded with satisfaction.

That's what looks like a soldier.

It's December and the weather in NJ has gotten cold.

I used to think that the weather was hot in summer, and if I stood in a military position, I would get heat stroke, and that feeling was very unforgettable.

But Wang Sanpang and they know that in winter, the taste of standing in a military posture is half a catty and eight taels in summer.

There were no high-rise buildings near the camp of the recruit company at all, and the result was that the whistling cold wind did not hinder it at all, and it directly smashed on Wang Sanpang's body.

Wang Sanpang has always felt that his cold resistance is good.

After all, compared with other people, Wang Sanpang has a natural advantage in cold resistance.

The fat on the body can ensure the calories required by Wang San's fat body.

However, after today, Wang Sanpang knew that in the face of the cold east wind, his fat was of no use.

The northwest wind was like a knife, slashing at their exposed skin.

Wang Sanpang felt that his skin was a little cracked, of course, it was just his hallucination.

Keeping his movements still, Wang Sanpang felt that the heat in his body quickly disappeared, replaced by endless cold, as if he was surrounded by ice cubes.

When he was in college, Wang Sanpang also participated in the military training organized by the school as a freshman.

But compared to now, military training is a complete joke.

Zhao Jun stipulated that one hour of military posture was just appetizing, and two or three hours of military posture could be regarded as training.

And during military training, standing for more than ten or twenty minutes, the students will call the instructor to rest.

Now I finally understand why the instructor's eyes were so disappointed at that time.

……

When standing in a military posture, the hardest thing is time.

At that time, you will feel that every second is so hard.

When Zhao Jun looked at the time, Wang Sanpang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it could finally be over.

What made them unforgettable for life was that Zhao Jun said with a smile after looking at his watch.

"Seeing you like this, I think you are all good seedlings, so let's stand for another twenty minutes!"

If he could pass out now, Wang Sanpang felt that he would definitely choose to faint.

It's a pity that the cold wind made Wang Sanfat and their consciousness very clear, and even fainting was a luxury.

Zhao Jun walked in front of Wang Sanpang, looked at Wang Sanpang who was trembling a little, took off Wang Sanpang's hat, and then put it on Wang Sanpang's head in turn.

"If the hat falls off, stand for an extra hour!"

Not only Wang Sanpang, but if others don't satisfy Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun will also treat them like Wang Sanpang.

The hat is very easy to fall off when placed on your head, as long as you make a slight movement and the wind acts, the hat will slip off the top of your head.

Seeing the hat that fell on the ground, Wang San wanted to cry without tears.

He had just been stimulated by the cold wind in his nose and wanted to sneeze.

However, Wang Sanpang still stubbornly held back the feeling of wanting to sneeze.

It's a pity that when he sneezed, Wang Sanfat's body moved slightly, and his hat fell off his head.