Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 133: Teaching by Words and Deeds, Passing on the Torch

"Two hundred push-ups, ready, listen to my command!"

After ten o'clock, the entire recruit dormitory was pitch black.

In the dormitory of Class 4, Qin Feng was supervising everyone to complete a small physical training.

During the days when the class monitor was away, Qin Feng had been fulfilling the duties of a class leader.

From assembling the team, organizing the house, daily training, to physical training before bed.

It can be said that every detail counts.

It is still the same as it was when the squad leader was here.

Originally, the instructor considered asking the second platoon leader to help look after it.

But when he found that Class 4 was managed so well by Qin Feng, he gave up the idea.

I don’t know when it started, but no one in the recruit company treated Qin Feng as a recruit anymore.

Everyone had long regarded Qin Feng as a half-veteran squad leader.

There was even one time when he went to the toilet and caught a new recruit from Class 5 smoking in the toilet.

He said to Qin Feng with a guilty conscience: I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time.

Qin Feng also waved his hand naturally and told him to leave quickly.

"Chen Sanxi, Xie Bin, you two have injured arms, so you don't need to do push-ups."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the two of them immediately looked happy.

But then the smile disappeared.

"You two squat on the spot."

"what?"

The two of them had gloomy faces and spoke in long tones.

Qin Feng frowned slightly: "What? Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

Everyone has long been accustomed to Qin Feng's orders.

As the deputy class leader of Class 4, this is the place where he is most important when the class leader is not here.

Of course, the position is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that Qin Feng has always held a high status in everyone’s mind.

Therefore, everyone will listen to his words and obey his orders consciously.

"Same old, I'll count, you do it! 1, 2..."

In the dormitory of Class 4, everyone was doing push-ups following Qin Feng's commands.

Those with two injured arms were doing squats there.

In the corridor outside the window, Zhou Shangfei, the fifth squad leader and the sixth squad leader, who were secretly observing, couldn't help but shook their heads.

"Awesome!"

"Yes, this boy is the son of a great general!"

People are lazy.

No one is born to like suffering.

All the assessments are completed today and the titles will be awarded tomorrow.

They asked the new recruits in the class to do some physical exercise for the last time, but a group of them were like people with toothaches and refused to do it no matter what.

But the students in Class 4 have such excellent test scores that they can still actively complete physical training after lights out.

Moreover, when Zhao Pengfei was not around, Qin Feng led everyone to practice together.

Although they all came to serve in the army, the gap between their class and Class 4 is really too big.

This also means that the new recruits in Class 4 will definitely have better development in the army than others in the future.

And all this is because of Qin Feng.

He is the soul and backbone of Class 4, and he is irreplaceable.

"Which company do you think Qin Feng will be assigned to in the end?" Squad Leader Five turned around and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Shangfei smiled proudly: "Needless to ask? It must be our Fourth Company! In our regiment, only our Sharpshooter Company is the most suitable for Qin Feng!"

Seeing his confident look, the fifth squad leader snorted in annoyance.

"Our car company is pretty good too, we can get you anywhere!"

Zhou Shangfei smiled and patted his little brother, then turned around and went back to the dormitory.

You want to let such a talented person come to your place to drive and repair cars?

Is it you who is stupid, or is it the leader who is stupid?

"198,198.1,198.2,198.3......"

When they heard that Qin Feng had started to report decimal points, Li Jiasheng and others' faces turned green.

"Deputy class leader, why, why is there a decimal point?"

"Oh my god, why don't you learn something from the monitor?"

"Brother Feng, please finish this quickly, my legs are almost broken!"

Qin Feng simply chose to ignore him: "Why are you talking nonsense during training? Did I ask you to practice physical fitness, not to talk? 199.1,199.2, ......"

I originally did 200 push-ups, but by the end I had managed to do more than 240.

But you thought this was over?

Before going to bed, my physical fitness had already dropped from 300 to 3200.

After push-ups, take a short rest, followed by sit-ups and abdominal exercises.

"Very good. Send one to the squad leader, one to the squad leader, one to the platoon leader, and one to the squad leader..."

Qin Feng used his little tricks very well, torturing the group of guys terribly.

They even suspected that Qin Feng was possessed by the squad leader.

Otherwise, how could these weird tricks be used so skillfully?

At around eleven o'clock, the physical training finally ended.

Although it is almost December, the temperature at night is only seven or eight degrees.

But after a training session, everyone was still sweating profusely.

"It feels great!" Qi Meng said with a smile.

Li Jiasheng drank the water in big gulps: "What a shame! They are all a bunch of masochists!"

"The assessments are over, and the ranks are being awarded tomorrow. The other classes are resting, but we're still here grumbling about doing physical training! It's like we have some serious illness!"

"Why, you won't practice tomorrow after the rank ceremony?"

Qin Feng smiled and kicked him twice: "It's not like I'm going to be discharged tomorrow."

"I agree, Brother Feng is right!" As Qin Feng's number one fan, Chen Sanxi immediately raised his hand in support.

"What the squad leader said is indeed reasonable. We can't always think of ways to be lazy when we are soldiers. Others are others, and we are us."

"Yes, other classes don't have so many first-class merits, second-class merits, third-class merits, and division commendations."

Hearing this, Li Jiasheng immediately straightened his back.

The head shook left and right, so proud.

"That's true, other classes aren't as awesome as ours!"

"As the squad leader said, with great ability comes great responsibility. We're all so talented, so we deserve to put in a little more effort!"

Suddenly, the dormitory became inexplicably quiet as if the mute button was pressed.

As if everyone had agreed on this beforehand, no one spoke suddenly.

Those who need to wipe the sweat should wipe the sweat, those who need to drink water should drink water, and those who need to stretch should stretch.

A full minute passed before Qi Meng broke the silence.

"Squad leader, are you really going to retire?"

Everyone looked at Qin Feng, waiting for his answer.

Qin Feng said helplessly: "During the last operation, the squad leader's motor nerves were severely damaged. The doctor said the chances of recovery are very low. He didn't want to drag down the troops, so he chose to leave."

"Actually, when I first came here, I really hated the monitor. You know, just because I don't like plain noodles, he gave me a whole Indian meal..."

"But I have to say, he did help me cure my picky eating problem. After that, everything I eat tastes delicious."

Everyone laughed when they heard Li Jiasheng's words.

I couldn't help but recall the situation when this guy was showing off and was violently hit by the squad leader.

Later, there was even a famous scene of people secretly eating in the middle of the night, and it was so delicious.

Qi Meng also spoke up: "When I first came here, I was actually quite conceited. I thought I had practiced martial arts and could defeat anyone in the army."

"Then the squad leader gave me a lesson. Luckily Brother Feng stopped me, otherwise I would have definitely ended up in the hospital..."

Qin Feng smiled and did not interrupt him.

"Actually, if I get the chance, I'd like to have another sparring match with the squad leader. Even if I can't win, a draw would be fine. At least it means I've improved, right?"

"It's my turn now." Chen Sanxi quickly took over the conversation: "When I was at home, my father often said I was a loser and that only by becoming a soldier could I have a bright future. Then he took me to sign up for the army."

“Many people from our village signed up, but none of them were selected. Then I…”

Chen Sanxi's story is long and boring, like an old lady's foot binding.

It's just a matter of starting from the beginning of heaven and earth and the beginning of the universe.

Everyone was already tired and fell asleep after listening.

After a while, Qi Meng's snoring began to sound.

Then Li Jiasheng performed a duet with him.

Then, the dormitory was filled with snoring sounds.

Even Chen Sanxi felt so sleepy that he fell asleep with his arms and legs spread out.

The night is dark, with only moonlight quietly shining through the window.

Qin Feng tiptoed out of bed and helped everyone pull up their quilts one by one to prevent them from catching a cold.

Most of Chen Sanxi's quilt had fallen to the ground. He gently picked it up from the ground and carefully covered him with it.

The moonlight cast Qin Feng's figure on the wall, and also touched his heart.

When I first joined the army, this is how the squad leader covered everyone with blankets.

Unconsciously, he found that his figure had slowly overlapped with Zhao Pengfei's.

Perhaps, this is teaching by example.

Perhaps, this is the passing of the torch.

Qin Feng came to the window and looked at the night with small holes burned out by the street lights.

He stared blankly for a while.

Then he pursed his lips and exhaled heavily through his nose.

"Squad leader, will you come to tomorrow's commissioning ceremony?"