Soon, all the quilts were folded and placed at the end of their beds. Everyone stood by the window, waiting for the squad leader's inspection.
The squad leader put on his shoes and nodded, then walked over step by step and looked at their results carefully.
Chen Ming's quilt is not bad, because it is still fluffy, but it is still a little short of the perfect tofu block.
But he has already mastered the techniques. As long as he is given time to flatten the quilt, he will be able to fold a good tofu block.
The monitor looked at his quilt and nodded with satisfaction, "If the full score is 100, you can barely get 80 points."
Hearing the squad leader's words, he also breathed a sigh of relief and grinned:
"Thank you, squad leader!"
The squad leader nodded and continued walking forward.
Everyone stood quietly beside the bed, watching the squad leader approaching, swallowing nervously.
The quilts of the others were somewhat different from Chen Ming's.
Not only were their quilts fluffy, but their quilt-folding skills were also clumsy.
Although the folded quilt has the rudiments of a cube, it is still far from being a beautiful tofu block with edges and corners.
"At best I can give you a score of 60."
After inspecting all the quilts, the monitor stood in the middle of the dormitory.
Everyone looked at the monitor's expression, then looked at each other. No one dared to speak, and the whole dormitory was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Is 60 points acceptable? I don’t want to run!
Everyone is thinking about it.
If 60 points is not acceptable in the eyes of the squad leader, they will all have to run laps.
The squad leader looked at their expressions and snorted, "Alright, you've passed for now, but if you still can't make a good tofu block in a few days, your fate won't be as simple as running laps."
Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The fat boy He Dong patted his chest to suppress the beating of his heart.
He was really scared just now. If he goes down to do the penalty circle again, he and his flesh will die here.
The quilt problem was temporarily solved, and everyone had a smile on their faces, feeling as if they had survived a disaster.
The squad leader looked at the smiles on their faces and also smiled inexplicably, but it was a playful smile.
This kind of smile hung on a face as black as charcoal, and all the recruits were immediately scared and got goose bumps.
"Take a rest. I'll be waiting for you downstairs. In five minutes, everyone must appear in front of me dressed neatly!"
The squad leader raised his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and gave orders.
After saying that, he walked downstairs on his own.
"Fuck! Five minutes!"
Everyone in the dormitory suddenly fell into chaos.
Just now, in order to make it easier to press the quilt, some people took off their shoes and sat on the bed to press it.
After all, it was lunch time and there was nothing wrong with sitting on the bed.
A few people took off their military uniforms because it was too hot, and only wore a camouflage vest underneath.
Five minutes to get dressed and go downstairs to gather. Isn't this fatal!
The whole dormitory burst into laughter in an instant.
Chen Ming also hurried to act, but he didn't need to do much. He just took off his shoes and got on the bed for convenience.
He leisurely put on his shoes, loosened the belt around his waist, smoothed out the wrinkles on his uniform, and then buckled the belt again, all in less than a minute.
He pulled the hat off the bedside table and put it on his head, then quickly went downstairs.
His teammates followed closely behind him, zipping up their clothes and putting on hats in the hallway going downstairs, looking very flustered.
The squad leader was in the shade of a tree downstairs, keeping track of the time with his watch.
Chen Ming quickly stood in front of the squad leader and said, "Report!"
Beside him, a group of people were sorting out the final flaws, and after confirming that everything was correct, they all shouted to report.
Nine people stood neatly in front of the squad leader.
The squad leader took back the watch and nodded, "Not bad, better than I thought."
Hearing the monitor's praise, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.
In the army, getting a word of verbal praise from the squad leader makes me happier than eating candy.
"Follow me to the training ground. We will start queue training this afternoon!"
These new recruits had no idea what drill training was, and they were all curious and looking forward to the training ground that the squad leader mentioned.
Is the training ground the place for shooting training
Does that mean we can see real guns
Everyone has already imagined what the training ground would look like in their minds. Perhaps the training ground in their minds is one where gunshots can be heard everywhere, and with every gunshot, a target in the distance falls down.
Only Chen Ming's heart skipped a beat. He knew some military matters and knew that there was a difference between a training ground and a shooting range.
The key is not the problem of the training ground, but the problem of standing in military posture!
Military posture is different from the usual standing outside. In the army, there are extremely strict requirements for standing at military posture. Not only must the posture be unified, but there must not be any small movements throughout the whole process.
And usually they have to stand in military posture for several hours, standing under the sun, without any movement, communication, or mistakes, and their minds and bodies must be tense the entire time.
If anyone has bad posture or makes any small movements, they will be tested by the army with push-ups.
In Chen Ming's eyes, he would rather run laps on the track than stand at attention...
The squad leader seemed to have noticed the expectant expressions on the faces of the other recruits except Chen Ming. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the smile on his face was very "bright".
Led by the squad leader, the group headed to the training ground in an orderly manner.
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Chapter 16: Kill me! I don’t want to stand in this military posture for even a moment!
The training ground is located on a piece of wasteland behind the military camp. The wasteland is very large and basically enough to meet the training needs of the entire company.
There was no gunfire and no shooting range on the training ground.
There was only the heavily trampled earth and the soldiers from other squads training on the training ground.
As everyone watched these scenes, their previous sense of anticipation instantly disappeared.
The squad leader led them to an open space, where the sun-baked ground was emitting bursts of warmth.
"Today's afternoon training is standing at attention!"
The squad leader asked them to stand in a row, and he stood in front of the recruits.
He looked at the recruits and said, "Standing at a standard military posture is the first impression of a soldier's professionalism. Standing at a good military posture is the first step for you to become a qualified soldier."
After saying that, the monitor began to demonstrate.
He stood with his back straight, his feet together, his heels pressed together, and his toes pointed outward, forming an angle of about 60 degrees.
With legs together and knees pressed tightly together, the legs will be as straight as steel pipes.
Let your arms hang naturally, arms also straight, five fingers together and straight, with the middle finger pressed on the center line of the side of the pants.
Keep your shoulders relaxed and level.
His eyes were as sharp as torches, glaring ahead.
The squad leader stood in a perfect military posture, just like a strong and straight poplar tree!
"Lift your hips, pull in your stomach, lift your chest and head, and look forward."
The squad leader stood in military posture and shouted out the key points.
"Alright, all of you, follow my lead and stand still!"
After the demonstration, the monitor asked everyone to stand up.
Several people looked at the monitor and started to learn from him.
After they all stood in position, the squad leader checked them one by one. Any hunchback would be straightened out, and any whose movements were not up to standard would be either bent, pulled, or kicked. They had to be uniform and in unison.
After everyone's movements were corrected by the monitor, he said, "Okay, keep doing this for an hour."
When everyone heard that they had to maintain the same posture for an hour, they were so scared that they wanted to speak up on the spot.
The squad leader just glared at them fiercely with a fierce look.
Suddenly, everyone swallowed the words in their stomachs.
They stood seriously under the scorching sun and were sweating profusely within three minutes.
The squad leader kept circling around them, checking to see who was not performing up to standard and correcting them.
"Hey, He Dong, you fat bastard, how many times have I told you not to shrug your shoulders? You're still shrugging your shoulders? Do you have to run eight or ten laps before you understand me?"