Under the scorching sun, Ji Yijun held a thumb-thick wooden stick and paced with his hands behind his back. Although he was wearing a military training uniform, he lacked some of the style of a soldier, but he looked like an idler haunting the streets and alleys.

In front of him was a column of nine warriors standing in military postures, let's call them warriors. Even Ji Yijun himself felt that these people in front of him seemed to be a little sorry for the title of warrior.

These people are of different heights, fat and thin, with hair and skin color, as if they are holding a world exposition. Among the nine people, there were those who were in a daze, those who were drowsy, those who tickled, those who scratched their hair, and those who looked around and those who were listless. Even according to the requirements of military training for middle school students, these people will definitely be rated as unqualified.

Ji Yijun walked and watched, and the anger in his heart rose. Don't look at his low requirements for discipline, but when he manages others, he still hopes that others can be decent.

But, how can these guys be trained?

Three students, afraid of hardship and tiredness, five villagers, undisciplined. Only the deputy squad leader Huang Zheng takes every training seriously.

Ji Yijun glanced at Huang Zheng, this guy is a southerner, with a little dark skin, in his early sevens, and a pair of black-framed glasses. It looks thin and a little gentle, but it moves crisply and has some strength. He stood in a military posture under the scorching sun, giving the impression of a cold stone.

"Look at you, what are you like? Do you look like soldiers? Hang your children one by one! It's been three days now, and I can't even tell the difference between left and right!" Ji Yijun shouted in Chinese. Several villagers were puzzled when they heard it, and that stunned look made him even more angry.

At this time, a student was not happy: "What a roar, take a chicken feather as an arrow! This is a stupid person who can't even tell the difference between left and right." What's the matter with us? Why don't you pull us to practice together?"

"Who do you say are stupid?" said Garcia, who, after being evacuated to the school with some of the villagers, was attracted by the good welfare and signed up for the convoy with Enrique. Ji Yijun was familiar with them, so he put them in his class.

Garcia obviously has a good talent for language, and after getting along with Ji Yijun for more than a month, Chinese has already been introduced, and he shouted: "Squad leader!

"Cut! With your little intelligence, you can be cannon fodder!" the student chirped.

Garcia didn't understand the meaning of "IQ" and "cannon fodder", but from the way the student raised his head and crooked mouth, he knew that it was definitely not a good word.

Enrique and several other villagers saw Garcia's angry look and immediately stood behind him, several of them glaring at the student.

"Why, don't accept it? I can't tell the difference between left and right, what can I do if I don't be cannon fodder? I think you beat me? I see that the school won't kick you out!" The student showed no weakness.

Ji Yijun was furious in his heart, he rushed up, grabbed the student's collar, and lifted him up: "Hey, you can really do it." Do you want to fight in my nest? I don't use my tiger power these days, you treat me as a sick cat, right?"

"Ji Yijun, what do you want to do?" The student was caught off guard, was lifted in the air, and suddenly stuck his throat, he shouted: "If you mess around again, I will go to Team Leader Wang to complain and see if he doesn't get rid of your squad leader." Don't forget, you were the deputy platoon leader last week, how did you become a squad leader now!"

These words poked Ji Yijun's sore spot, when he reorganized and expanded the escort team, because of his strength and qualifications, he became the deputy platoon commander. But he got into trouble several times in a row and fought with people, and this platoon commander turned yellow before he could cover the heat.

However, if he would be frightened by such words, it would not be Ji Yijun, I saw him sneer, and as soon as he turned his hand on his clothes, the neckline of the clothes strangled the student's neck. "Dong Jie, in addition to saying cool things, do you dare to practice with me?"

Dong Jie was stuck in the neck, he couldn't breathe, his face was red, and he tried his best to kick Ji Yijun with his feet. was cut on the shin bone by Ji Yijun with his other hand, grinning miserably.

Ji Yijun screamed like a pig for a while before throwing him to the ground, he stepped forward and squatted in front of the guy, patted his face and said, "Have a long memory, keep your mouth shut." Lao Tzu is most annoyed by your mouth cannon, chirping crookedly like a fly, but always dragging everyone back. ”

Dong Jie covered his calves and looked at Ji Yijun through gritted teeth, but he lost his previous momentum.

Huang Zheng asked Garcia and the others to return to the queue and rolled up their right sleeve a few layers, asking them to remember that it was the right side that rolled up the sleeve. Then he said to Ji Yijun: "Continue training." ”

"I thought you were going to stop me. Ji Yijun looked at Huang Zheng and said.

"For some people, it's for their good to teach them a lesson. Maybe it will save his life in the future. Seeing that Dong Jie still looked resentful, Huang Zheng slowly walked in front of him, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

I saw that Dong Jie glanced at Ji Yijun, revealing a look of fear. He stood up and limped back into the group.

"What did you say to him?" Ji Yijun said curiously.

"I'm just reminding him that the squad leader's fighting spirit is not very stable, and he often goes crazy in intermittent times, and if he accidentally bumps into it, he will die unjustly. Huang Zheng smiled and pushed his glasses, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

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In the evening, Ji Xun fetched food from the cafeteria and walked to the bedroom. The current conditions are far from being comparable to those of the earth, and their dinner is nothing more than two slices of white cut meat, four nests, and a pot of gnocchi and wild vegetable soup.

Most of the people along the way came and went in a hurry, with grim expressions, and the impending attack of the horse thieves put too much pressure on these people in the school.

However, when he passed by a dormitory building, he saw a surprising scene.

A number of local residents are setting up a fire under the building to barbecue meat. These people have changed into the clothes distributed by the school, their bodies have been washed, and their mental outlook has changed a lot from when they were in Floro Town, but their habits are still difficult to change. Around four or five fires, surrounded by forty or fifty people, a dozen small animals were skinned and worn on the branches, and roasted with a sizzling sound. An enticing scent wafted from there.

Ji Xun couldn't help but take a breath, and his stomach screamed uncontrollably. This game is much more fragrant than the one he is carrying in his hand.

"Yo, isn't this Lao Ji, do you want to come over and taste this roasted hare?" In the crowd around the fire, a person stood up and greeted Ji Xun.

When Ji Xun saw it, he was a little surprised, it was Guo Qian who sat down with those townspeople to barbecue. He wore a somewhat shabby jacket and jeans today, which looked very different from his usual suit and tie. No wonder it's hard to spot him from the crowd.

"Principal Guo, who are you?"

"It's nothing, there are people in our committee, let's go to the townspeople here today to have a meal, everyone gets to know each other, and makes friends. You see, Mr. Liu, Mr. Chang, and Mr. Zhang are also there. ”

Ji Xun looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw Liu Wan from the Foreign Affairs Group, Chang Lin from the Agriculture Group, and Zhang Sicheng from the Geology Group. Like Guo Qian, the three sat by the fire and blended in with the locals.

Chang Lin saw Ji Xun and greeted him warmly: "We have gathered nearly three hundred townspeople in the town, and we must always welcome good guests. ”

"The teachers are well-intentioned. Ji Xun said.

"So many locals live in the school, and some teachers and classmates are not used to it, some say they are dirty, some say they are dirty. There have been some misunderstandings and conflicts in recent days. If it continues like this, it will not be a good thing. So, those of us want to set an example as well. Chang Lin explained.

"Actually, communication is not so difficult, the difficult thing is to let go of prejudice and shelves. Guo Qian said.

"Principal Guo's words are so right. Recently, there have been many integration problems with the integration of the escort force, the local people have a low level of education, lack of discipline, and language barriers. However, we are overcoming the difficulties and doing the ideological work of our fighters and classmates, hoping that they will treat the locals as equals and can help these people integrate into our collective and bring their training. Ji Xun saw that the rabbit was cooked, everyone began to share meat and drink, the atmosphere became warm, and said with a smile: "Your method is good, we should also hold a few such friendship activities within the escort team, and first build up the emotional connection between the soldiers." ”

When Ji Xun left, he was given two rabbit legs, and he didn't stay to drink, because Ji Yijun was still waiting to eat. He is one of the few people here who has a "home".

Because he lived with his son, Ji Xun was assigned to a graduate dormitory. He went upstairs and entered the door, and saw Ji Yijun, as usual, with his easel facing away from the door, painting in the room.

"Are you still painting your secret work?" he laughed, "not painting a girl, are you?" ”

"You take care of me. Okay, don't look at it until you're done!" Ji Yijun neatly covered the drawing board with a cloth and placed the entire easel in the corner of the room.

Ji Xun didn't care about him, and took care of himself to make dinner, "I heard that you almost beat one of your soldiers today?"

"How do you know? Didn't that dog complain to Wang Jiyuan?" Ji Yijun jumped up suddenly.

"No! Ji Xun waved his hand and said, "When you picked up the person and threw it on the ground, you were seen." ”

"Dog takes a mouse!"

"Xiaojun, don't look at the fact that there are only nine people under you, it's really not easy to manage these people. You're grumpy, I know. However, at this time, fists cannot solve all problems. ”

"Do you know Dong Jie's guy, what do you say about Garcia, Enrique, and them? Cannon fodder! Is this the attitude towards comrades-in-arms? Whether it is an earthling or a local, when it comes to me, they must be treated equally, otherwise why should they obey me? Not to mention Garcia, Enrique, they are not only my students of martial arts, but also my friends. I didn't hit him with a single head of blood today, I already gave him face. According to me, this kind of person should be cleared out of the team and let him go to do chores!" Ji Yijun said indignantly, picked up a hare leg and ate it.

"When I used to be in the barracks, when I didn't come in a group of thorns, it was your real ability to put these people in order. How about it? Do you want Daddy to make a fulcrum?"

"Don't. Ji Yijun quickly finished eating a rabbit leg, "Fragrant! Good thing, where did it come from?"

"A local hunter called. Thank you for sheltering them against horse thieves. ”

"That's it. We promised to cover them that we should be kind to them, so that they will be good to us. Otherwise, it is better to ignore these locals. It's as simple as that, but some idiots can't figure it out and think they're superior. Tease!"

"It's good that you think that way. Dad didn't say anything, just let it go. Ji Xun smiled and pushed the other hare leg in front of Ji Yijun as well.