In the waiting room of a railway station in a northern city, a group of prospective recruits wearing winter training uniforms are whispering in groups, all discussing the common topic is the yearning and curiosity for the army.

This is the scene that Dapeng saw at first glance when he opened his eyes, but there was a person who was out of place, about 170 tall, and looked very quiet, a teenager holding a copy of "Selected Shakespearean Plays" in his hand, holding a photo of a girl in his right hand and letting out a burst of smirk from time to time, this is Xiao Zhuang Zhuang Yan. Before Dapeng could get used to his new identity, he heard a whistle of "beep-", and looked at the source of the sound, Lao Pao walked into the waiting hall wearing a regular uniform, and watched everyone hear the whistle of the assembly, and immediately got up and walked out

Lao Cannon looked at these recruits and was very sensible, and he was happy. But seeing that the two soldiers were still grinding, Lian suddenly pulled down, "Those two soldiers, those two soldiers, are talking about where are you looking?"

Dapeng looked at the old cannon coming and pointed to his nose suspiciously.

"That's right, it's you, what's the rubbing?"

Looking at the old cannon walking towards him, Dapeng immediately stood up and saluted a non-standard military salute.

"Report, squad leader, I'll act immediately!"

The old cannon looked at Dapeng's appearance, although the military salute was very unsightly, but he still knew the rules. Nodding his head and not looking at him again.

Xiao Zhuang, who was still regretting joining the army because he didn't find his girlfriend Xiaoying, put his Shakespeare book in his backpack. Then he said lazily, "You said those two soldiers, those two soldiers, how many soldiers are here, who knows who you are calling." ”

The old cannon looked at him a little blindly, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Zhuang Yan, you can call me Xiao Zhuang. What about you?"

Lao Pao was very surprised by Xiao Zhuang's words, a subordinate questioned the name of his superior, not to mention the army that crushed people to death at the level of the official university, even in the business world of the company is also a very unruly thing.

Just when the atmosphere was a little delicate, recruit Chen Xiwa ran over and stood behind Xiao Zhuang and whispered, "Call the squad leader!"

Dapeng didn't dare to stay here for long, so he ran out with his backpack, and a group of recruits in training uniforms outside the hall were on fire in an orderly manner, and Dapeng followed the army to the train. After a day and a night of travel, they changed military vehicles and walked towards their destination, the new barracks. Along the way, everyone is going back and forth, introducing themselves to each other, and they all know each other. Comrade Xiwa asked "Who are you?" at the first time when he saw someone, "What kind of person are you?" and I didn't realize anything when I watched TV, but now looking at Xiwa's festive face, Dapeng felt that this was a joke.

When the car walked to the gate of the military district, I heard someone discussing again, "Look, the sentry has a gun!"

"Look, there's a tank!"

After the truck drove into the barracks, there was a bang and the car stopped. was called off by a group of veterans, and everyone didn't care too much, but I didn't expect it to be very much

Standing in the first class, Dapeng couldn't understand why he was favored by the old gun. Looking at the peculiar way of selecting troops from the old artillery, Dapeng really hurts, and in this way, Dapeng has also become a bear soldier in the eyes of the old artillery.

Because our Comrade Xiwa said a bunch of nonsense without the permission of the squad leader, the veteran artillery squad leader prepared the first recruit gift package for us, and the entire recruit battalion began the first overall load of five kilometers in the new barracks. The large playground of the recruit camp is 400 meters in a circle, which means that they have to run 12 and a half laps, and under the leadership of the old artillery and the onlookers of the entire recruit company, a group of people set off neatly. It's just that this neatness only lasted for a few minutes, and after entering the third lap, the whole team began to become a three-place echelon. A few people who hadn't exercised much before began to pant like cows, and they still had more than ten pounds of backpacks on their bodies.

The middle part is also panting, supporting each other and moving forward, as for the first echelon, of course, the leader is the eight-year-old scout and old artillery, the long-distance runner Xiao Zhuang and the three of Dapeng who are proficient in internal boxing.

The breath was even and unhurried, and he followed behind the old cannon, of course, there was another person in front of him, Xiao Zhuang. Behind them, some people kept falling behind, throwing things on their bodies, and some even fainted. Four thousand meters later, except for the three of them, all the people on the playground were looking at the three of them, even including a group of other recruits, looking at the two in front of him, although Dapeng didn't do his best, but he didn't think about being in the limelight, this is not his character.

After 6,000 meters, as he knew, Xiao Zhuang surpassed the old cannon in front of him in one fell swoop, and the people around him cheered, and Xiao Zhuang became the brightest new star. Dapeng felt that his physical endurance was better than he imagined, because of his subconscious actions, he was forced back by himself when he was about to sweat, and he felt similar to him standing on the pile, and his breath was still long and uniform after running five kilometers. Dapeng hid to the side and watched the excitement, but his performance attracted the attention of several people, Miao Lian, Chen Pai, and even Lao Pao.

It is difficult for the two recruits running in front not to be noticed, the old cannon looked at the Dapeng hiding on the side, not panting and sweating, although he only ran third, but he could imagine that Dapeng still has a lot of spare strength, it was enough to lose to a recruit, but he found that he lost not to one but two, and his mood can be imagined. For Dapeng, he can only shout "perverted!" in his heart!

In the next month, the training of the recruit camp was carried out in an orderly manner, every day was to stand in a military posture, take the right step, and organize the housekeeping, in addition to these Dapeng is also constantly absorbing new knowledge, although he did not deliberately show anything, but the habits developed by a person are still silently affecting him, and the steady, capable, and persistent cultivation of martial arts have made him show a completely different state from others.

In daily training, standing in a military posture, walking in a straight step, aiming with a firearm, tactical movements, and even folding quilts are all top-notch in the class. This not only attracted the attention of the old artillery, but also the non-commissioned officers of other companies, in the eyes of the old artillery, Dapeng was a likable pacesetter.

But unlike Dapeng, Xiaozhuang, who has no sense of belonging to the army, is against the old cannon everywhere, all kinds of disobedience, all kinds of provoking trouble, this is a typical thorn.

From time to time, the soldiers of the first class will be given special care by the old cannon because of Xiao Zhuang's inappropriate remarks or actions, which is not because Xiao Zhuang lay down on the bed in broad daylight and rested for a while, and complained about the inhumanity of the old cannon behind his back, and was listened to by the old artillery, so he was punished by the old cannon for standing in a military posture and in the heavy rain. Take a lunch box in your hand, and when the water in the lunch box is full, let you eat. The comrades-in-arms in the class couldn't stand being tortured by the old artillery, crying a lot, Xiaozhuang next to Xiwa finally couldn't stand it, and roared at Xiwa, and took the lead in singing "Unity is Strength", which was caught by the old cannon again, Dapeng stood in the team and watched Xiaozhuang and Lao Cannon compete there, the two were less than ten centimeters apart, and their eyes were flashing with electric light. The old cannon took a few steps back and said:

"Good singing, Xiaozhuang. ”

"Here!"

"Pour out your water and the others go in and eat. Do you know why you were told to pour the water out? Because you violated the discipline of the queue, you will be punished alone. When do you fill the water and when do you dissolve yourself. ”

Dapeng didn't move, he still stood there like Xiaozhuang, not that he didn't want to go, but he knew that there must be a sense of teamwork in the army, he remembered a sentence that said, "Don't abandon, don't give up!" The old cannon looked at Dapeng and didn't move, and swept across Dapeng's face.

"Zhang Peng. ”

"Here!"

"Why don't you go to dinner?"

"Don't give up, don't give up!" was Dapeng's answer. The old cannon was very surprised, and an imperceptible smile flashed on his face that was always black. Dapeng didn't know what Xiao Zhuang thought after listening to him, and he didn't know if Miao Lian was secretly observing them, but now he was saying what he was talking from his heart.

"Okay, then you'll stand with him. ”

"Yes!"

When our lunch box was just filled with water, the old cannon found a new trick to torture us, and after a gathering whistle.

"Now I have received an order from my superiors, there are enemy agents who have infiltrated the mountain behind our camp in an attempt to steal our information, and now I order: My recruit squad will go to the back mountain to search for spies, all of them, target the back mountain, turn right, and run!" Dapeng is not afraid at all if he can't eat, because he has a secret weapon, and he has prepared a lot of food in it.

When he returned to the dormitory in the evening, he was hungry and hungry, so Dapeng took out three roast chickens from his cabinet and handed one to Xiaozhuang. "Dapeng, where did you come from?" after speaking, he snatched it and ate it in a big gulp. The others looked at the roast chicken in Dapeng's hand and swallowed their saliva. But he was too embarrassed to speak.

"Of course I prepared it in advance, otherwise where would I have come from. He continued to beckoning the rest of the people, "Come, let's eat together, I can't finish eating anyway, I still have it." Dapeng took out a roast chicken and put it on the table, after all, they were all comrades-in-arms of the same class, hearing Dapeng's words, Xiwa also came over and removed a chicken leg while eating, and said, "Delicious, delicious." The rest of the people watched as Xiwa made a move, and they also came over and began to divide up.

"Dapeng, thank you today. ”

"No, I would have done it if I had someone else. Dapeng stopped paying attention to them after eating, it was raining heavily outside today, and Dapeng didn't go out, so he stood on a three-body shelf in the dormitory and began to nourish his body.

Xiao Zhuang was also curious, and couldn't help asking, "Dapeng, what are you practicing here?"

"Guoshu. ”

"What is the national art?"

"A martial art that only kills people and does not perform is called national art. ”