Zhuang Yan didn't know Han Xiaobei's thoughts.

However, the next week, when Zhuang Yan took everyone in the Mingji food stall to eat snake and rat banquet again, Han Xiaobei did not say anything, and in front of a table of people, he took the initiative to pick up the snakes and rats in the basin in front of more than ten pairs of shocked eyes, and ate with relish.

From that day on, everything seemed to have not changed, everything seemed to have changed.

The people in Class 3 felt that there had been a huge change in Han Xiaobei.

To be precise, everyone in the company saw a huge reversal in Han Xiaobei.

Every morning, Han Xiaobei got up early, tied his sandbag and ran out of the gate, went up the mountain from the right, and ran along the ridge along the route of the Eighth Company to the top of the mountain.

After running back to rest for a while, the company just blew up the bed horn. He went to the pool to wash his hair with cold water, and then followed the company to perform normal morning exercise training.

At noon, when someone was sleeping, he slipped to the obstacle course by himself, and practiced one obstacle after another. After practicing twice, he took the 67-style coach's bullet and shot one after another on the sidelines of the obstacle course.

At night, when someone was sleeping, he sneaked out again, ran to the equipment field, and practiced single and double bars by using the light at the company door.

This change surprised Zhuangyan.

On the way out of the company headquarters that day and back to the line-up, he was still thinking about how to design a training plan for Han Xiaobei so that he could keep up with the company's outstanding new recruits in just one month.

However, now he seems to have nothing to do.

Everything seems redundant.

Everyone in the entire company was talking about Han Xiaobei.

Many people think Han Xiaobei is being stimulated, so it is becoming a little abnormal now.

This matter soon reached the ears of the company commander Zhang Jianxing.

Regarding this matter, Zhang Jianxing even talked to Zhuang Yan once.

The purpose of the talk was mainly to Zhang Jianxing want to figure out what method Zhuang Yan used to do the ideological work of this immortal soldier, making him crazy like a bucket of chicken blood every day.

Zhuang Yan was also confused and told Zhang Jianxing that he had done nothing and he didn't know what was going on.

In fact, it’s not that Zhuang Yan is perfunctory to Zhang Jianxing. There are also many squad leaders of other squads, and even their own platoon leader, Dai Dehan, have asked similar questions.

But in fact, Zhuang Yan did nothing, and Han Xiaobei suddenly changed himself.

For this matter, Zhuang Yan once wanted to go to Han Xiaobei and ask why.

What he was most worried about was what stimulation Han Xiaobei was. If he didn't know, then the squad leader would be too unqualified.

As soon as he asked, Han Xiaobei giggled, and he didn't want to answer at first glance, saying it was okay, but I suddenly wanted to exercise my body.

Exercise?

Of course, Zhuang Yan would not believe it.

It's just this reason that I can't convince myself at all.

However, Zhuang Yan didn't plan to continue asking questions to the end. After all, there was no reason Han Xiaobei became active, and he was still suspicious. If he did that, he would be really boring as the squad leader.

What he can do is to do his best to teach Han Xiaobei all the military skills he can teach, correct every move he has, and point out the problems and weaknesses in every training he has.

The Han Xiaobei incident made the entire Eighth Company's soldiers unable to sit still.

The entire company seemed to be driven by this former parachuting soldier.

Actually, it is not difficult to understand.

Class 3 was so trash before, and Han Xiaobei was so watery.

Now when you look at Class 3, it feels like taking expired aphrodisiacs every day, from morning to night. As the class monitor of other classes, who can sit still?

Including Zhuangyan, they all became the objects of contrast in the hearts of other squad leaders.

This person who almost stayed in the teaching team and returned to the Eighth Company was like a dark horse rushing out of the thorn, stirring up the originally calm water of the Eighth Company's pool.

First of all, the third class itself.

Han Xiaobei, who used to be the most trashy, has now become an activist. Others can't sit still, whether they are sincere or because of their face.

You can't lose to a soldier like Han Xiaobei, right?

The entire third class almost didn't need to mobilize solemnly, and they all became activists.

In the words of Dedehan, the third class is god.

Also, from the perspective of the entire company, there was also a 180-degree improvement.

In the past, Class 3 was a bad benchmark.

If any squad leader teaches his class a lesson to train lazy soldiers, he will be marked with the third class as saying that if you don’t work hard, you will be like the sluts in Class 3, who have been staying home for several years and have not learned anything.

Or, do you want to go to Class 3 to retire and wait for retirement?

And now, the situation is completely the opposite.

The squad leader taught the soldiers who did not train hard and liked to be lazy, so he still compared the third squad to the comparison and said, "Look at the third squad!" Some of you are half-working, but I, the squad leader, can wake up laughing when I sleep."

Or, look at Han Xiaobei! What did he look like when he came and what he is now? Don’t you can’t even compare with Han Xiaobei, right?

This invisible pressure gradually spread in the air, quietly and silently extending into the hearts of every platoon leader, every backbone, and every soldier.

Class 3 is like a motor that runs wildly without knowing how to get tired, putting everyone under pressure.

Soon, Xu Xingguo's class was the first to make a change.

First of all, sand leggings.

At first, I thought that tying things in Class 3 was simply an international joke, and I deliberately showed it to the company leader. I would not be able to bear it and abandon the sandbags in a short while.

Because of helping with the sandbag, the three teams ran five kilometers every day and were at the bottom of the entire company.

Of course, anyway, the immortal soldiers of the third squad have long been used to being at the bottom, so it doesn’t matter.

But slowly, everyone found that something unexpected turned around.

One time, when the third shift ran five kilometers, he surpassed the last shift with his leggings tied.

Class 3 is no longer at the bottom.

And they are tied with sand and not at the bottom.

This is amazing!

You can't even get the bottom if you tie the sand leggings. If you let go of the sand leggings, aren't you going to go to heaven?

Xu Xingguo led the second class to start doing sand leggings, and then Niu Dali's first class also started.

The second row was covered with sand leggings, and the second row leader felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. After considering the two squad leader, the second row was tied.

Of course, the third row and the fire platoon do not dare to fall behind.

You tied it, I tied it too!

Less than a week after the Eighth Company, they all wore sand leggings.

Company Commander Zhang Jianxing was stupid.

Instructor Cai Chaolin scratched his head.

What's going on?

The two stood at the door of the company, watching the entire company's soldiers taking stimulants, and seized every minute and every second to train various military subjects. That situation has never been seen since these two people took over the Eighth Company!

Instructor Cai Chaolin said: "Lao Zhang, what's going on?"

Zhang Jianxing said: "Instructor, you are responsible for ideological work. You don't know, how do I know?"

Suddenly, he sighed but laughed.
Chapter completed!