Chapter Fifty-Seven: Guaranteed Promotion

They should have a little temper, and after an afternoon of campaigning, they were about to succeed when they saw that their opponents were slowly decreasing, but in the end they fell short.

"Let's go!"

Wang Feng kept patrolling and found another one, but this time the recruit was not looking at him casually, but he blinked.

Standing in a military posture and being caught blinking by the commander will generally not end well.

"Yes!"

The recruit knew the rules better, and after agreeing, he left with a blank face.

"And you, you, you! Let's go back to bed. ”

Wang Feng remembered that the recruits who blinked their eyes were all asked to leave.

It's not that you can't blink at all, but you have to be able to stick to it without blinking and not blinking in front of the chief.

"Let's go."

Wang Feng found that the recruit's gaze was not raised high enough, and he had to stand up with momentum at the same time.

There is no momentum, there is no need to stand in a military posture.

After one round of elimination, there were only twenty people left.

Wang Feng didn't choose either, just sat on the side and waited for them to stand.

As the minutes ticked by, they had been standing for five hours, and some of them were already unable to stand.

"Poof!"

Fell one.

"Xiao Liu! Send him to the infirmary! ”

Ye Xingguo was an assistant on the side and said to his off-duty members.

"Yes!"

"Poof!"

Another recruit collapsed on the playground.

"Didn't your squad leader tell you? When standing in a military position, lean forward! Try not to let your heels hit the ground! ”

When Wang Feng said this, Ye Xingguo suddenly stared at the people in the recruit class with wide eyes.

"Report!! The squad leader said! There are more blood veins in the heel nerve acupuncture points! It's easy to faint after being pressed for a long time! And the center of gravity of the person is in front, and leaning forward can maintain balance! Report complete! ”

Recruit Wang Yuandong roared loudly, his voice was loud, his eyes were attentive, and his eyes did not blink a single moment when he roared.

When Ye Xingguo heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, worthy of being a freshman taught by himself.

Wang Feng also nodded in his heart, and made a note of his appearance, as long as he didn't have any problems in the future, he would definitely be able to enter the fortieth class.

Knock out a few more, and there are twelve recruits left.

"Take a break! Congratulations, you have entered Class 40! ”

"Yay!!"

The remaining twelve recruits cheered, some lying on the ground with joy, panting for breath.

Some were still standing in a military posture, afraid that this was Wang Feng's routine, and some were running happily.

"Like, there are four of you in your class, right?"

Wang Feng walked up to Ye Xingguo and asked with a smile.

He didn't care, he didn't expect that in the end, there were four recruits who were all brought by the fourth class.

"Haha! …… I'm glad that my soldiers are yours! What I owe you, I will never pay back for the rest of my life. ”

Ye Xingguo smiled, but he could feel that he was not happy.

He felt that what he owed Wang Feng would try his best to pay it back, but with his current strength, he couldn't pay him back at all, and he would not be able to grow under the oppression of the Ye family in the future, and he would not have much interest.

"What do you owe me?"

Wang Feng felt that Ye Xingguo was already very pitiful.

"I almost killed you, even though it was the bullet that Han gradually gave me, but I pulled the trigger..."

Ye Xingguo was gloomy.

"It's none of your business."

"Han is very cunning, he wants to borrow a knife to kill people! But you are also at fault, you betrayed us, betrayed the joint class. ”

"But I've forgiven you."

Wang Feng said lightly.

Ye Xingguo was very moved:

Wang Feng ...... Please let me call you Brother Feng! ”

"Eh, you're older than me, don't keep calling me Brother Feng."

Wang Feng waved his hand and refused, but looking at Ye Xingguo's sincere gaze, he shook his head helplessly.

He knew that this call of "Brother Feng" might accompany him for a lifetime.

"Brother Feng is good!!"

Ye Xingguo put down his armpit crutches and saluted quickly, his movements were very standard.

"Good, good! …… Put your hands down, the old wound is open! ”

Wang Feng hurriedly grabbed his right hand and was startled.

As he saluted, the white bandage on the back of his hand began to turn red.

"Brother Feng is a good !!"

The twelve recruits were not excited, they were attracted by Ye Xingguo's voice.

All the recruits stood in a military posture and saluted at the same time, their arms clean and neat, and their roars were loud and resounding.

Wang Feng returned the salute and shouted:

"Welcome to the strongest squad in District 13! Forty classes! ”

"Oh!! ……”

……

……

If there were conscripts here, they would definitely be suspicious of Wang Feng's words.

But when they saw that Ye Xingguo, the captain of last year's strongest class and the strongest soldier in last year's competition, was also here, they didn't dare to doubt it anymore.

For the past two months, Wang Feng has been recuperating in the dormitory.

As the deputy squad leader of the 40th class, Liu Yong arranges the training content for the recruits every day.

Why should recruits take twelve instead of eight or ten?

Because there are always some people who can't persevere, and can't stand the terrifying devilish training of Class 40.

In the end, it is estimated that there are only eight or nine left.

Wang Feng used to be trained in this way, and he was still sharpened without anyone to control him, which all relied on willpower and perseverance.

After two months of recuperation, the injuries were almost recovered, except for the scar on the waist, the rest of the troops recovered as before.

In the past two months, Wang Feng has not been wasted, practicing gun formation and combat knowledge in the dormitory.

……

Wang Feng went downstairs today, intending to check the training of the recruits.

They had just come back from a ten-kilometer run, carrying five kilograms, and were now crawling forward in training, and Liu Yong was scolding them.

"Hurry up, hurry up!! Are you a turtle? Or a snail?! crawling so slowly!! ”

“……”

After two months of wind and rain, sometimes training with recruits, and very good food, Liu Yong is now starting to get stronger.

It's better than his previous thin appearance, Liu Yong replaced himself with the work of picking up bullets in the canteen and shooting range.

Two new pieces of pork meat can be added at noon tomorrow, and the nutrition will naturally keep up.

But he still sent the money home, as much as he could.

Wang Feng sent back several 'Great Unity' cards to him.

"Brother Feng! There you are! ”

After Liu Yong saw Wang Feng, his eyes lit up, Wang Feng's illness was cured, and he was naturally much happier.

"Hmmm! I'll take a look at the training of recruits! ”

"Training is here! Leave it to me! It is guaranteed that after three years, they will all be promoted to non-commissioned officers! ”

Wang Feng knew Liu Yong's devilish training method.

Last month, just a month after training, two people couldn't stand it.

The battalion commander approved the application for a shift transfer, and said to the recruits:

Forty classes, it's hard to get in! It's easy to come out! Who else do you want to change classes? Come to me quickly!! …… I can guarantee that if you continue to train in Liu Yong's way, you will become a volunteer soldier in three years!

As soon as these words came out, the entire military region exploded.