Chapter 6: The Majesty of the Instructor

The sun is already starting to warm up at nine o'clock, and you can feel the horror of the August sun as soon as you arrive at the playground. Our instructor didn't look much older than us, but he wasn't tall, his face was small, and his glasses looked like they weren't open, but he was quite handsome. At this time, the girls in the class began to chatter, and the boys didn't say anything. Maybe girls can always see things we can't see.

"Quiet, when I'm a vegetable market." The sudden sound startled us all. "Stand in two columns, the first row for girls and the second column for boys, from tall to short." Everyone moved slowly. "You should stand after me, I'm taller than you." These two are compared, and those two are compared. "Hurry up, grinding, is the old lady crossing the street?" As the instructor got angry again, everyone got honest and quickly found their place and stood up.

"From left to right, one or two counts."

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Are you a pig, you can't report the number of one or two." The instructor scolded unceremoniously.

No one made a mistake then, but it wasn't loud, in fact, it seemed to me that it was enough to hear it, why was it so loud.

"I haven't eaten, right, it's not much louder than a mosquito. Restatement. The instructor yelled at us.

"One"

………

"Rereport."

After repeating this three times, the instructor was still not satisfied.

"One"

"Two"

…………

This time, everyone was shouting at the top of their voices. Finally, I didn't hear the word "rereport" from the instructor's mouth. And the girls didn't repeat our lesson.

"The second student took a step forward." At this point, the first step collapsed, and we all looked at him. And the instructor rushed over, "What are you doing, don't you have any points in your heart?" I think you're really two. Immediately everyone laughed. Laugh what laughs. The instructor yelled again.

Once you've lined up, it's time to start training. "One arm's length from the front and back, left and right, look to the right... Qi, forward... See. "Everyone dispersed quickly, and they didn't dare to mess around with the previous lessons, honestly.

"Our military training mainly exercises the queue, and if the queue wants to practice a good military posture, it must stand well, stand like a loose, and sit like a clock." At this time, some people began to talk to each other, and some people scratched left and right. "No other actions are allowed in the queue, you can't move if you are not told to move, report if you have something, do you hear clearly." The instructor said solemnly.

"Hear me."

"I can't hear you."

"Hear me."

"You know that you have to meet this standard in the future?"

"Got it."

"Huh?"

"Got it." Immediately yelled.

"Now, I'm going to talk about the essentials of military posture, and I'm going to do it one step at a time. Keep your heels together, your toes about 60 degrees apart, and your knees pronate back. After saying this, the instructor came down to check everyone's status, "Sixty degrees don't know how old it is?" He walked up to me and asked me.

"Yes." I yelled.

"Do you know that it's only sixty degrees?" I immediately changed it, "Why is the instructor so fierce?" I thought to myself, and only later did I know why the instructor was so fierce when I entered the army.

"Raise your head, raise your chest, tuck your abdomen, lift your buttocks, slightly close your lower jaw, look straight ahead, lean forward slightly, grasp the ground with the soles of your forefeet, and slightly lift your heels off the ground." The instructor continued to follow the essentials of the movement, and at the same time demonstrated the movement to us, "Five fingers close together, the middle finger is attached to the seam of the trousers, and the front and back seams are not exposed." ”

After the instructor finished speaking, we kept standing, and from time to time he pulled other people's hands and poked their butts. As long as the requirements are not met, the waiting will be twenty push-ups, twenty push-ups under the supervision of the instructor are particularly difficult, and those that do not meet the standard are not counted, all the way up to the twenty push-ups that he thinks are standard.

"Walk in unison... Step by step. "We were all relieved to hear that." One-two-one, one-two-one, the thighs are flat. "I thought that this was the end of the military posture, but by this time my back was already soaked, but I didn't expect the second group to start next.

The whole morning was practising military postures, while the other classes began to practice marching in unison.