"You don't need to clean up the hygiene, check the placement of items, and if there is no problem, hurry up and review the "Song of the Artillery Brigade".

"Whoever is on duty today should hurry up to the cafeteria, don't wait for the whistle, go in advance, remember to review the song, don't wait too late."

Back in the dormitory, Chen Ming began to make quick arrangements.

"You don't have to be so nervous, do you?" Ma Dazhu said suspiciously: "The squad leader just reminded me that we are not strict with our requirements for pre-dinner songs."

"Are you confused?" Chen Ming slapped his forehead, and said helplessly: "What is this week?"

"Fitness week." Everyone was puzzled.

"That's right, the main focus of physical fitness is to improve physical fitness, and the pre-dinner song is to improve morale and team cohesion, what can improve these things better than singing the military song of our own brigade?"

"What's more, you still don't know what our squad leader is? If this matter is not urgent, he will not mention it. ”

"Yes, it's right to listen to Brother Chen." Wang Shuaibing was the first to react, and found the note from his cabinet where the squad leader had originally written a song for him.

"I also think it's not wrong to practice, listen to the class deputy." Wei Chongchong responded secondly.

With the two of them taking the lead, the other recruits also panicked, and they all felt that what Chen Ming said made sense.

They took out pen and paper and began to copy the lyrics.

They were assigned to learn to sing this song a few times last week, and it was okay to hum it twice, but it was not to the extent that it was sung from beginning to end.

Chen Ming memorized the whole song in line with the attitude of learning early and not suffering losses, it may not be good to rap well, but there is no problem with simply shouting out.

High and low can yell at it.

The impromptu meeting held by a group of squad leaders on Zhao Lifei's side did not last long, and before the meal, Zhao Lifei rushed back to the dormitory.

I walked around the dormitory to check the housekeeping, and found no problems, so I walked out again.

Wait until the outside attendant blows the assembly whistle.

Chen Mingcai began to lead a group of people to the cafeteria.

The recruit company canteen and dormitory building are not together, and from the position of the entrance to the training ground, the canteen is on the right hand side, and the dormitory is on the left hand side.

There is a fairly large meeting area at the entrance of the cafeteria.

It is estimated that when it was built at that time, it was taken into account that the soldiers had to sing pre-dinner songs, and this gathering area was built to be particularly wide.

Enough for a hundred and ten.

As soon as the team came out of the dormitory, Chen Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and the atmosphere of the physical fitness week was indeed different.

Usually, after the students on duty blew the assembly whistle, there was no one in the open space in front of the cafeteria.

But today, the recruits have not arrived, and the company commander Guo Yuanzheng, the platoon Jiang Peng, and the squad leaders have gathered at the door.

Looking at the stance, it doesn't seem like there's a good thing.

"Shall I wipe it?" In the team, Ma Dazhu stared at the door of the cafeteria, "Lao Chen, you are an iron-mouthed god operator." ”

"I'm afraid Lian Li will teach us a lesson before he really wants to eat today."

"It's good that I reviewed the military song just now, otherwise there will be trouble."

"Well, cheer up." Chen Ming was a little helpless, he hoped that he had guessed wrong, the army was not singing at night outside, there was music accompaniment, and a group of people danced wildly to vent.

Singing here is not about talent, lung capacity, and high notes.

As the deputy of the first class, Chen Ming naturally has to abide by the strange regulations set by Zhao Lifei, the first to arrive at the training and the last to arrive at dinner.

When I got out of the dormitory, the whole team worked for a long time, and when all the other classes set off and arrived at the door of the cafeteria.

Chen Mingcai brought people over.

......

"Comrades, after a week of adaptation, I believe that everyone has become accustomed to the way of life of the army."

"This week is positioned as a physical strengthening week, so before eating, you need to sing a military song of our artillery brigade to boost morale."

"The requirements are not high, just need every comrade to open their voices, sing with momentum, sing the spirit of our artillery, come, prepare for each class."

Company Commander Guo Yuanzheng's simple opening remarks ended.

Chen Ming and the others were arranged at the assembly point of each class, and the recruit company had eleven squads and eleven standing positions, lined up in turn.

After the company commander finished speaking, platoon Jiang Peng took the position of the company commander just now, and said loudly: "Come, all squads are ready, the squad leader does a good job of supervision, I start, and the comrades sing together."

"Through the wind and rain, through blood and fire, the glorious artillery brigade, assembled under the military flag, ready ~ up."

"Sing." Chen Ming let out a low roar to give a wake-up call to the group.

With Zhao Lifei's good-faced character, he must not drop the chain at this time.

They are fully prepared here, and the moment Chen Ming roared, he didn't care whether the other classes sang or not, anyway, they picked it up here.

"Artillery shells whistling, air patrols, ballistics flying, igniting the fire of loyalty."

"Forward forward, forward, forward, forward, use me in the first battle on the battlefield, use me in the first battle..."

The military song is not good to sing alone, it has no momentum, and a group of people sing it, even if it is not in tune, it can be called magnificent.

At the beginning, the first class did a really good job, with Chen Ming taking the lead, and his voice was prominent, which really made Zhao Lifei stunned.

But when the other classes caught up, he was not satisfied.

Glaring at Chen Ming, he listened attentively and moved to Wang Shuaibing.

"What about the voice? The mouth is so loud, what about the voice? I can't hear you. ”

"Zhu Guangzhi, your eldest girl is going out? If you don't open your mouth, who are you fooling? ”

"Wen Junchao, are you on a cassette? Sing for a while, there will be no sound for a while, sing it to me, I don't say stop, don't stop, you guys. ”

Zhao Lifei's eyes swept in front of everyone, the black face was at most ten centimeters away from them, and the sense of oppression was super strong.

Chen Ming didn't care so much, he just closed his eyes and just roared, when he first started singing, there was still some rhythm to speak of, and he simply didn't care what rhythm he had later.

As long as the sound goes out, you won't be troubled.

The first class is not bad, after all, Chen Ming reminded him to review in advance, and the squad leader was not there after the other classes, so he didn't practice much.

I can't remember a lot of the lyrics, let alone sing them aloud.

"Stepping through mountains and rivers, chasing dreams of you and me, the new era artillery brigade, the call of duty for me..."

"What about the voice, what about the song? Your mouth is made of gold, and you can't open it? ”

"What about you, pig brain, mouth, mouth open, why are you so high?"

Chen Ming closed his eyes, and could only hear the out-of-tune singing and the constant scolding around him.

The song of the artillery brigade was sung over and over again, and the "leaders" did not give the order to stop, and no one dared to stop.

The first time I sang it, many classes couldn't sing it completely, and one class took the lead, and they followed suit.

The second time the overall sound was raised, but it still fell short of the requirements.

A group of squad leaders are like deliberately rectifying people, constantly yelling, constantly threatening, anyway, just those two sentences, can't sing well and don't let them eat.

Chen Ming sang over and over again, his voice was hoarse, and he was a little speechless when he smelled the aroma of food wafting from the canteen.

At the moment, this scene is not like a training soldier, I always feel a bit like training dogs, and I will give food if I behave well, and I don't even have to eat if I don't behave well.

But no matter what the training was, a song was sung six or seven times, until all the recruits were hoarse, and then they were disbanded one after another and prepared to go to dinner.

After this pause, it was really tossed enough.