In front of the training tower, next to the single parallel bars, it is simply the holy place of Fang Huai.

But there seems to be some skill limit, and it can only be installed once a day.

Today, Fang picket was promoted, but pulled the tires on the training tower, and turned out to be the twelfth in the squadron.

It's not a matter of strength, it's Fang Huai's carelessness, and there is no flash.

When pulling the tire, just try to train the muscles in place and pull slowly.

As a result, the non-commissioned officers worked hard to fight for a breath in training, usually slowly and leisurely, but today they all pulled the tires and gritted their teeth, and the frequency of changing hands was like playing puffs, pulling the tires up and up, and soon reached the top.

And after everyone pulls it, they have to deliberately ask:

"How many am I?"

"How many am I?"

"What about me? How many? ”

Smack, a right stealing peach, slap, a thousand years of killing.

was so angry that Ye Jiahong looked at the training book and scolded:

"Fang Huai, as soon as such an important task was handed over to you, you started stealing chickens for Lao Tzu in training?"

The corners of Fang Huai's mouth twitched when he was scolded.

These old guys are always really old, and 6 is also really 6.

He immediately shook his hand, indicating that he wanted to do it again.

The first Zhao Jincheng disagreed.

The non-commissioned officers also said: Yes! Practicing tires is training the whole body, how can you do a single project?

Didn't give him a chance to turn the tables.

Later, when the tires were turned over, Fang Huai took the lead in driving full horsepower, turning the tires into a thumping heel fight, directly breaking the previous highest record.

As a result, half of the non-commissioned officers said that they had back pain today and asked for leave.

Zhao Jincheng also patted Fang Huai's shoulder and said earnestly:

"Xiao Fang, you can't practice like this! The lessons of the bear squad leader, why don't you know how to protect your waist? ”

Other squad leaders also began to PUA Fang Huai: Young people, you remember, no matter what you remember, you remember anyway.

Fang Huai scolded each squad leader almost 1 MB in his heart in the afternoon.

……

As soon as the training was over, Fang Huai was taken to the squadron headquarters by Hao Chengbin.

"Report."

"Come in, come on." Cao Yi was looking at the computer screen, and when he saw Fang Huai, he beckoned.

Then he pointed to his computer: "Look." ”

Fang Huai approached and saw a document on his computer screen, which turned out to be from the general team.

Several Provisions on the Martial Arts Competition and Training of Various Detachments

He shook his head slightly.

"Understood, you have to control people strictly, and the team will investigate."

Cao Yi nodded appreciatively: "Last year's training camp, each detachment dealt with six or seven typical examples, you know?"

Party in the middle of the night, beer... There are also those who go out.

Let me tell you clearly, in addition to the fact that you know the rules, first, you can afford it, and second, you also have a relationship.

Third, you don't know those people well.

Those veterans, who know them too well, talk about everything and turn a blind eye, so I don't feel at ease.

Don't be afraid to offend people, and don't think of yourself as a recruit, you're just a picket.

But don't show off your might, these people are the backbone of each squadron, and it's not good to stiffen the relationship.

When they go out to train, you can go with them, you can change into training clothes, do it with them, learn and learn.

This time it's only ten days, during this time, you can be free, you can not participate in the affairs of the squadron, as long as you abide by the troop system and do this one thing well.

But in life, don't get involved with them.

If our detachment is caught again this time, the above will definitely make us angry.

Our squadron is responsible for this training camp, and it can be reactive, but it can't be over, do you understand? ”

Fang Huai smiled: "Got it, instructor."

When they listen to the greeting, I will be amiable, and if they don't listen to the greeting, I will find a way to make them listen to the greeting. ”

"Hahaha... Yes, you kid. Cao Yi laughed.

Hao Chengbin next to him also smiled: "This kid understands politics, don't worry!" ”

Fang Huai said thief: "Instructor, this picket... What level is it? ”

"Headquarters!"

After Cao Yi finished speaking, he scratched his head and frowned:

"Why do you ask this? What, you still want to us?? ”

"No, no, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to shake the scene!" Fang Huai explained loudly.

Cao Yi's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he quickly printed out a document and handed it to him:

"Here, you take it and take a look!"

……

Following.

It's past 10 o'clock in the morning.

The whole squadron rests.

The safety officer has been decided, a Song Lin, and a second-year Zhang Yang.

The ones who were sent to assist this time were all seeded players from the second squadron conscripts.

Finally, the holidays were over, the veterans all went to the happy area, and Fang Huai had nothing to do, sitting on the bench in front of the flower table at the door.

Think about life.

At this moment, two cars from different counties converged at the gate of the second squadron.

One car down two, one car down two.

They were all non-commissioned officers, and the driver just said hello, put the man down at the door, turned around and went back to the squadron, and went to lunch.

I don't know who took the lead.

"Yo, Brother Yang!"

"Brother Chen, fortunately, fortunately!"

"Three of you squadrons? More than the Secret Service? I'm afraid I'm going to win the championship this year! ”

", how is that possible? Zhang Guangxu is Xifeng! Shi Chenhui's squad leader is a cultivator! It's all in one line, and our squadron pulls them all over on the road!

It's you, a squadron, two people, the champion and runner-up of this year's general team competition, there must be one of you! ”

"Eh, who doesn't know that your weight is invincible in the province?"

"You're kidding, Chen Dakang's weight is five kilometers, 15 and a half minutes! It is called an electric motorcycle! ”

Five people entered through the open door touting each other.

Fang Huai listened to the non-commissioned officers from the county squadron and was a little speechless.

Niu B boasted to such a realm, which is a bit poetic.

But they spoke loudly, as if they were afraid that people would underestimate them.

"Eh, you know what? There is also a first-class soldier who is back this time, the baby of the logistics minister! ”

"Really? I'm afraid it's not the internal champion, right? ”

When one person listened, he felt that he couldn't show his timidity, and said again:

"Hey, my day, what's this? Our squadron has a new recruit this year, from Pingjiang, Hunan, does Pingjiang know?

General County!

Ho Nyima.

It's also a straightforward statement.

Sooner or later, you'll be able to learn the real thing from your bragging.

Fang Huai complained in his heart, the person had come closer.

Several people glanced at him.

The rank of private, on the big weekend, is actually sitting and resting?

It's hard for them to get used to it.

The recruits of their squadron, from the end of the squadron to the end of the year, have to get together to work except for sleeping, not to mention that they have just been out of the team for a month.

At this time, the recruits walked in the squadron and had to line up.

Weekends are not a rest, but an opportunity for recruits to participate in the workforce.

Fang Huai was sitting here at the moment, in their eyes, it was an absolute illegal operation, and at the weekend class meeting, he could be scolded by the class leader and "wrong", kicking a few times.

Fang Huai got up and said, "Hello squad leader, your accommodation is on the second floor!" ”

When they got up this morning, a few of their recruits had already cleaned up the two squads on the second floor where no one lived.

The second squadron can undertake the task of intensive training, and there must be a place to live.

"You take us there."

A non-commissioned officer said, stepped forward, and handed the bag in his hand to Fang Huai.

Fang Huai saw this skillful action, probably because the squadron likes to command recruits very much, smiled, got up, and then took the bag.

It's not an ordinary camouflage bag, it's an enlarged one.

It's heavy.

The people who came to the training camp this time uniformly carried their own quilts and two sets of combat uniforms, which should be all in it.

"Let's go, I'll take you up to the second floor."

It's none of his business how they dictate to the recruits, as long as they don't violate the rules in the special service team.

The people are not yet ready, and he is not ready to work.

But Fang Huai turned his head to look at their vigilance and discipline, and he already felt that he had a big job.

And the few non-commissioned officers in the back, seeing Fang Huai's disrespectful appearance, also began to become silent.

, what recruits did the Secret Service teach? So ignorant of the rules? Just holding a bag, what about someone else's bag? Don't know how to pick it up?

Fang Huai took them to the two squads opposite the special service class, put down the non-commissioned officer's backpack, and prepared to go out.

Unexpectedly, the non-commissioned officer began to arrange again: "Who, find me a disposable plastic cup and pour a glass of water." ”

Fang Huai turned his head at this time, glanced at him seriously, and said:

"Yes."

Turning around and going out, a discussion had already begun inside.

"See? Zhang Guangxu, that recruit looked at you a little unconvinced. ”

"Hehe, I'll ask Liu Jianfeng and Lu Dong in a while, what kind of soldiers they bring!

Liu Jianfeng also said in the QQ group that he was the deputy squad leader of the recruit squad! If this is a recruit I brought with me, dare to grin at me like this, and I must not be hung on the bar for an hour?

Chen Dakang, Special Service No. 2 Squadron, have you been familiar with anything this year? ”

"It's all transferred, there is only one Zhou Yong left, and this time he will also participate in the training camp."

"Zhou Yong? I don't know, call you the same year as the military management! ”

"I didn't meet him when I came up, I'll go and see what class he's in later."

The place where Fang Huai poured water was not far away, just opposite, and their conversation was heard clearly.

Wow, why do you want to shake people.

The Secret Service is all upstairs.

You shake it down and take a look, okay?

Fang Huai thought about it, drank the poured cold water, poured a cup of boiling water again, brought it to the next door, and handed it to the soldier named Zhang Guangxu, who should be a third-year soldier.

"Squad leader, hot."

As soon as Zhang Guangxu took it, he immediately felt the hot temperature from the disposable paper cup, and said dissatisfied:

"You pour a glass of boiling water, how can I drink it? Give me a warm one! ”

Fang Huai smiled, not getting used to him anymore:

"Then you can put it there and cool it for a while."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Inside, Zhang Guangxu began to scold: "What J8 recruit? The recruit regiment has not been beaten? ”

Fang Huai snorted.

Damn, I have to force Lao Tzu to go to work early in the morning.

He went straight into the house, opened the small cabinet under his closet, took out the white hat and the armed belt, put it on, and then took out a notebook, a pen, and a small book of internal regulations.

walked out of the special service squad and sorted out his appearance in front of the police mirror at the end of the corridor.

Well, it's handsome.

It is this brand-new internal affairs ordinance that does not quite fit the image of picketing.

The rules and regulations of the picket squad of the corps, he had really seen them in his previous life, but they were all turned over day and night, and they were all "battle-damaged versions".

Pick up the small notebook and push the door open completely.

There were no lights on inside, and Fang Huai's upright figure wearing a white hat was particularly tall and illuminated by the oncoming oblique early sun.

A few people inside were bragging about B, and they were stunned.

Under the light, the words "=picket ★ =" on the side of the white helmet are particularly clear.

Fang Picket grinned, and raised the record book in his hand with one hand:

"Comrade, which unit are you from? What is your name? ”

(Chapter 148 is sealed, waiting to be lifted.) ）

(End of chapter)