Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 365: Bringing You Back to the Joys of Childhood

Gurgle, gurgle...

Late at night, the Blue Army artillery battalion commander suddenly felt a rumbling sound in his stomach.

He held his stomach and slowly stood up, his facial features twisted together.

"What's wrong?"

The slight movement caused the instructor nearby to open his eyes.

The artillery battalion commander waved his hand: "No, nothing, just a little stomachache."

The instructor laughed: "You ate too much tonight! Two bowls of instant noodles, three roujiamo (Chinese roujiamo), and so many red oil skewers. I told you to eat less, eat less, but it's like you haven't eaten in eight lifetimes."

The artillery battalion commander clamped his legs together, a look of pain on his face. "Stop talking nonsense. Do you have any paper? Let me borrow it."

The instructor fumbled in his pocket and handed over a wad of toilet paper: "Two of these are used to wipe your mouth. They are still stained with red oil. Be careful when you use them."

"understood."

The battalion commander squeezed his legs together and ran in one direction in the dark.

When the troops are fighting, they will implement unified management of urination and defecation.

Simply put, you can only use the toilet at the designated time and place.

In this way, after leaving, it will be convenient to centrally process and bury the feces without exposing the position of the troops.

You know, in ancient wars, the number of enemy troops could be judged simply by the number of marching stoves.

The same is true for feces.

The battalion commander squeezed his legs together and trotted to a dirt slope.

As soon as he got there, he was suddenly stunned. There was a long line of people squatting there.

There were even a few who were supposed to be standing guard, but they actually left their posts and ran here?

"what the hell?"

The battalion commander glared and cursed inwardly.

There was a very perceptive corporal who saw the battalion commander coming and immediately shouted.

"Move aside, move aside, make room for the battalion commander!"

"Commander, come over here, I'll save a seat for you!"

Afterwards, a group of people held onto the simple railings in front of them and moved sideways like crabs on the beach, making a nest for the battalion commander in the middle.

The battalion commander frowned and was about to criticize, but his sphincter was almost reaching its limit.

Without a word, he lifted his legs and stepped over the fence, then squatted down and felt a primitive release.

"The battalion commander is worthy of being the battalion commander. Not only does he pull more than us, but he also pulls louder than us!"

The soldier who was good at handling things glanced back and flattered again.

The battalion commander's face turned red, and he wanted to strangle him to death.

If you don’t know how to flatter, don’t force it!

He looked around, frowned, and asked, "You guys, are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach too?"

"Yes." Several soldiers nodded immediately. "After lying down at night, my stomach starts to rumble. It's very uncomfortable."

"This is the second time I've done this. It's so frustrating!"

"What's the second time? I've been running four times since dusk, and now my shit is all water. I even tore the paper just now and got it all over my hand!"

The soldier who was speaking had sunken cheeks and looked like a ghost. He was obviously exhausted.

Hearing this, people on both sides immediately moved to the side and distanced themselves from him.

At this time, someone suddenly asked in confusion: "Could it be that the food sold by the fellow villagers is not clean and made us sick?"

The battalion commander's face was grim, and he sneered, "Nonsense! Nonsense! How can the things of fellow villagers not be clean? Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity!"

"We've been eating raw and cold food for two days straight, and now we're suddenly eating roujiamo and red oil chicken. My stomach is definitely not used to it!"

"Even if there's a problem, it's our own stomach that's causing the problem. Who told you to eat so much? You're all gluttons!"

Everyone immediately smiled awkwardly, and it seemed to be true.

When everyone saw the hot food, they were as if they had lost their lives.

Everyone ate too much and their stomachs couldn't take it.

On top of that, I drank a lot of cold water at night, so wouldn’t I have diarrhea?

At the same time, more than fifty meters behind, Qin Feng was hiding in the grass with a group of figures.

Li Jiasheng and Qi Meng rubbed their eyes and retched repeatedly because of the stench coming from the front.

"yue, yue..."

Several people opened their mouths and rolled their eyes to the sky.

I want to vomit, but I don’t dare to vomit.

I could only cover my mouth with my hands and swallow up and down my throat.

Qin Feng turned around and glared at them angrily: "Don't you know how to stuff a paper ball into their mouth? You are so useless! Class monitor, give them some paper and share it with them."

"it is good."

Zhao Pengfei quickly took out tissues from his pocket, tore them open and distributed them to everyone.

After plugging their noses, everyone felt much better.

At this moment, more and more people came to use the toilet.

Looking at the crowds of people in the distance that were almost crowded together, Zhao Pengfei looked at Qin Feng with some curiosity.

"Did you put laxatives in their food? Why are there so many people with diarrhea overnight?"

"Who would go out with laxatives?" Qin Feng said with a smile: "Cook the meat half-cooked and add more red oil to the dishes."

"These Blue Army soldiers have been eating dry rations for several days. Their stomachs are suddenly irritated by the greasy food and chili peppers. Add to that the cold water, and it's normal for them to have loose bowels and loose stools."

Hearing this, everyone can't help but think of the holidays and the barbecue times.

Basically every time it’s because it’s not cooked through or too greasy.

This caused the soldiers to suffer from diarrhea in the middle of the night and complain bitterly.

At this moment, the scene is being replayed.

"Brother Feng, when are we going to start?" Li Jiasheng, lying at the back, asked impatiently.

"Almost there!" Qin Feng said with a smile, "Just throw grenades into the pit and take them all out in one go!"

"As soon as they hear the signal, Instructor Yuan will immediately lead his men in to attack!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you mean to blow up the shit?" Zhao Pengfei's eyes widened: "Is it really that wild?"

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in shock, while Qin Feng had a calm expression.

"What's wrong? Didn't you blow up cow dung when you were little, or use firecrackers to blow up toilets during the New Year?"

Many people said with a smile that they had experienced explosions in the countryside when they were young, but that was all in their memories.

City kids like Li Jiasheng, although they had no experience with it, showed a strong interest in it.

He even held two practice grenades tightly in his hands, his face full of impatience.

Qin Feng was also happy to see everyone rubbing their hands and eager to try.

Sure enough, no matter how old a man is, he always keeps a childlike heart.

In that case, let me take you back to the fun of childhood today.

"Get ready to drop the bomb!" Qin Feng pointed with his thumb. "Later, let's see who can drop the bomb more accurately and farther!"

"it is good!"

"leave!"

As soon as the word "lose" was spoken.

The practice grenade in Zhao Pengfei's hand flew out in an instant.

After drawing an arc in the air, it landed precisely behind the artillery battalion commander's buttocks.

The artillery battalion commander was currently grimacing in pain because of the red oil-stained toilet paper.

The flattering soldier saw this and was about to show some concern, but when he turned around, he saw something smoking behind the battalion commander.

"Hey, Battalion Commander, you're so angry, your shit is smoking?"

"What the hell is this?"

The battalion commander pulled up his trousers and turned around habitually, and sure enough, he saw something smoking.

But before he could figure out what this thing was, he heard a loud bang...