Finally, it was time for military training. For the past few days, Mu Qingshan has been looking forward to the arrival of military training. No wonder life in the dormitory was so boring. For three days, Chen Feifei had nothing but ate and slept, and had almost never come down in bed. Wang Shi was very regular, eating, exercising, and sleeping every day, and he was like a robot.

The most mysterious roommate Ling Linfeng never appeared again. If he hadn't left simple toiletries on the table, everyone would have thought that they had dreamed together and met that person. However, the money often came to the 711 dormitory to visit, but the main purpose of this person was to earn tips from Chen Feifei's lazy pig, which could be ignored.

Mu Qingshan was even more bored during these three days, and he lie down in the woods behind the school all day long. Compared to the smell in the dormitory, he still prefers more in the woods.

The long-lost assembly number finally sounded. The three of them in the 711 dormitory were dressed neatly and pushed the door open with great confidence to the corridor. At this moment, the corridor was full of boys like them running excitedly.

Mu Qingshan and the other two had never noticed that in three days, there were so many more students on the seventh floor. Everyone was in a different mood. They could participate in military training, which meant that their college life had officially begun. I believe this is exactly what most students were looking forward to.

All the freshmen gathered on the playground, and the team stood densely. Everyone was wearing a camouflage uniform that had just been sent, wearing a green military cap and liberation shoes. At first glance, the army was green, and it felt a little different from the past. The students were divided into small square arrays and their majors, and these small square arrays were arranged and combined into a large square array.

At 8:30, a team of soldiers ran in from the right side of the playground, with about twenty people. The group of soldiers had a strong and powerful running posture and uniform movements, which was completely incomparable to these students.

The soldiers ran to the student team and stood together, their steps perfectly like instructions made by the same brain. This capable and concise look immediately conquered the students' gaze and triggered a series of tsk sounds.

After the soldiers set their mind in front of the student formation, they did not take the next move. Everyone looked serious and looked straight into the distance, even the expression on their faces was exactly the same.

A minute passed, the soldiers were motionless, and three minutes passed, and the team of soldiers remained motionless and said nothing. The students began to whisper, and no one from the school came out to explain. Just the team of black-faced soldiers stood in front of them, the weather was so hot again. Soon, everyone was sweating profusely and complaining everywhere.

Mu Qingshan didn't think anything, so he just stood there. Instead, it was the first time I stood with so many peers, and I felt a little nervous.

Time passed by minute by minute. No matter how the students reacted, the team of soldiers in front of them remained motionless, and even their eyes rarely blinked. Five minutes passed and the students began to feel a little uneasy. Some of the weak had already begun to squat down.

"Hundreds...fights...wins...kills!" A domineering roar suddenly came, scaring several students almost fainted on the spot.

Mu Qingshan was not scared, but just tilted his head and looked at the group of soldiers who suddenly roared.

The students who were frightened were all pissed up and were furious, regardless of whether the other party was a soldier or a thief, they all had a ignorant national scolding in their mouths.

"Protect... the family... the country... the country... the sky... the sky... the bottom!" These seven words were yelled out by these twenty soldiers, and they were deafening. Although there were only twenty people, the momentum completely shocked the thousands of students. This is the qualitative difference.

"Everyone is at attention! Take a break! Zhang Wenfeng, you go to lead the first formation, Li Zhongping, you go to the second team, Ning Yue, you go to the third team..."

Most of the students were confused and collectively and passively obeyed the soldiers' orders.

After a while, this 24-person special forces team quickly allocated its sphere of influence and left one by one with the students from their own small formations.

The four classes of the law major in the 711 dormitory were taken out of the square formation by a soldier whose scalp was shaved and came to a corner of the playground.

This soldier is not old, at most twenty-three or four, with thick eyebrows and big mouths, and speaks with a northwest accent.

"My name is Zhao Shanghe. I am your military training instructor. From now on, during the ten-day military training period, you can mention any dissatisfaction to me, but you are not allowed to report it over the level. Anyone who is not convinced can stand up now. Our troops are different from all the troops you have seen. In normal times, whoever has the biggest fist speaks, but in combat, or in your training, I need to obey, absolutely obey! Do you understand?"

The first time the students heard such a rough speech was that they had never encountered in their ordinary high school career. For a while, boys and girls were whispering and chattering, but of course no one really dared to stand up and compete with this guy with muscles with his fist.

Chen Zhiyi pulled Mu Qingshan underneath and muttered: "How come this is the uncle of the People's Liberation Army? He clearly came from Shaolin Temple. He was covered in a slim head and always competed with others with his fists. Zhao Shanghe, Zhao Shanghe, haha, monk Zhao, please call him monk in the future!"

When Chen Zhiyi thinks of something funny, he will tremble all over his body. In addition, he is tall and big, so he certainly looks particularly eye-catching in the entire team.

"The second row on the left, the third last one, yes, you, go out of the line!" Instructor Zhao pointed at Chen Zhiyi and ordered.

Chen Zhiyi smiled, shook his fat buttocks, squeezed away the classmates in the front row, and stood in front of Zhao Shang and instructor.

"My nickname in the company is Monk. Do you have any objection? Fatty!" It seems that the instructor is also young and energetic, and he is unyielding. The students all sweated for Chen Feifei.

"Is it the bigger one who speaks?" Chen Feifei paused and suddenly said something like this. The bald instructor immediately stared at the fat man who was ignorant of life and death.

Almost all the students were making the students squirt. Chen Feifei showed an innocent expression and shook her fist with a bright smile and said, "Report to the instructor, my fist should be the largest here. I guess you can't compare to me! If you don't believe me, look!" After that, he raised his fist as big as a small rice bowl and shook it in front of the instructor's face.

Indeed, in terms of size, there is really no fist that is bigger than this one.

The monk instructor was so angry that his head was full of fire, but he had no choice but to sit still. These special forces were good at killing the enemy in war, but when they met a scoundrel like Chen Feifei, they really couldn't think of any good countermeasures for a while.

"That fat classmate, please don't interfere with the instructor's normal work. Everyone is waiting for the instructor's next instructions!" The person speaking was a small girl standing in the front row.

This girl looks plain, has dark skin, and has a sharp and thin voice. Looking at the monk instructor's face, she looks like a guy who likes to flatter and report on flirting.

Chen Feifei responded casually, turned around and returned to the team with a swaying sway. She was a big man, so she couldn't argue with the little girl.

The bald instructor didn't bother with Chen Feifei, rubbed his hands and smiled, "This fat man is quite interesting!"

Chen Zhiyi returned to the queue, lowered his head and smiled at Wang Shi, "Hey! This monk looks pretty good."
Chapter completed!