The military posture of the plateau was six hours old, and Ge Zhen was held down tightly by him, and his entire back appeared dark red, as if it was scalded by boiling water.

It was not until 5:50 pm that Zhang Xiaozhe came over.

"Dissolve."

After the order was issued, Ge Zhen stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He first slowly moved his right foot, then moved his left foot and left to leave the military posture.

After standing for so long, his legs were already numb and his whole body was almost sucked, but his eyes became brighter, and there was a hint of unyielding fighting spirit inside.

"You will shed your skin at night, but it doesn't matter. When you can stand up well, you will shed at least six layers of skin." Zhang Xiaozhe said without any emotion: "When you shed your six layers of skin, you can roll on the Gobi Desert with your shirtlessness."

"So the people in the second squadron are all thick-skinned?" Ge Zhen said with a smile.

"That's right, it's thicker than turning the city wall. If it's not thick, how can you fall or beat it? You'll get together at six o'clock and organize your housework after dinner."

"yes!"

“…”

After a little slowing down, Ge Zhen put on his clothes and walked into the canteen.

Many people were watching him, the newcomer, and the low voices of discussion came to his ears.

"This is the soldier who escaped from the troops twice. How could he run to our squadron? It's embarrassing that he doesn't know the depth!"

"This kind of soldier should be shot, what should I keep it?"

"Garbage, I have never seen such a soldier fleeing the army."

"Such a soldier can't do anything in his life, and he can't even bear this little bit of suffering."

"He won't implicate our squadron, right? If we run away from our second squadron, we will really implicate us."

"Cao, I look down on deserters the most in my life!"

“…”

Contempt, all contempt.

It is no secret that Ge Zhen fled the troops twice in a row, and the soldiers' attitudes towards deserters were surprisingly consistent.

Deserting is a great shame. If a unit has deserters, the entire unit will feel like it cannot raise its head.

As the second squadron, there has never been a deserter, and the combat troops with good style cannot be allowed to accept a deserter.

To put it bluntly, the organization will educate and transform the deserters, but the soldiers will beat the deserters to death with one stick.

What is shameful is the entire group of warriors.

"Who asked you to sit here?" Two veterans came over with a bad expression.

"No one here." Ge Zhen said.

"The deserter is not qualified to sit here, get out!"

"Grass!" Ge Zhen stood up suddenly.

"Yeah, the deserter is still right? Haha..."

Ge Zhen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, turned around and left to give up the table.

Yes, he is a deserter, so of course the deserter ignored him, but if he was asked to do it again, he would have to be a deserter!

"Stay away, there is no deserter here."

"Get out, are you blind?"

"A deserter must have the awareness of deserters, do you understand?"

“…”

There were so many tables in the canteen, but there was no place for Ge Zhen. Everyone looked at him with contempt and rejected him with unintentional words.

This is normal. Traitors will not be regarded as human beings, and deserters will not be regarded as human beings. There is a difference between the two, but the degree of disgust of people is similar.

There was no place to sit, Ge Zhen walked over to make the meal with the plate.

"snort!"

The cook snorted coldly, his nose pressed to the sky, and he didn't even look at him.

"It's fine if you don't have a place to sit. I can stand, it's no big deal." Ge Zhen looked at the cook and said, "If I don't give me food, then no one will be able to eat well today. I still have military status. As long as I have military status for one day, the army will have to take care of my food!"

"No!" The cook stared at Ge Zhen fiercely: "You still want to eat? It's better to feed you pigs than to eat!"

"Give it, or not?" Ge Zhen stared at the cook, and a fierce murderous aura burst out from his eyes.

"you……"

The cook subconsciously took a step back, and a stream of air conditioning rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the pores all over his body exploded.

He dared to swear that he had never seen such a terrible look, full of cruelty, barbaric, viciousness, and indescribable blood. He was afraid that there was no such thing as searching the entire squadron.

"You, you, what do you want to do? Ah? This is all people, this is the second squadron, this is not a place for you to play wildly, do you understand?"

Relying on the large number of people, the cook was harsh and screamed inwardly, attracting everyone's eyes, as if this would make him feel safe. Otherwise, the target locked by Ge Zhen would have to bite his throat in the next second.

"What are you crying and howling? Do your job well, a cook with a broken cook can do a sense of superiority. If not, I will follow the training tomorrow and lose weight."

"Oh, yes, squad leader!" The cook quickly nodded and started to make food.

Carrying a plate of food, Ge Zhen glanced inside through the window, and happened to meet the squad leader of the kitchen squad.

This is a pair of cynical eyes. At this time, he was sitting in the kitchen squad, crossing his legs and knocking melon seeds. After seeing Ge Zhen, he grinned and stretched out his thumb to speak silently: Run twice, it’s awesome!

Ge Zhen smiled and leaned on the window with a plate of food and swallowed voraciously.

To be honest, he felt full of aggrievance, but he had to swallow this aggrievance. The reason was very simple. He was just a deserter, and it was reasonable that he was not accepted.

I didn’t think anything when I was doing it. Now I really have to be tempered by the army to understand how disgusting the word “descendant” is.

Others did nothing wrong, and he did nothing wrong... It's so frustrating!

After dinner, Ge Zhen walked out of the canteen and walked towards the place where the pigpen was.

Now I know a simple Wu Hao, thinking about chatting with the other party, and then finding out what the situation is in the second squadron.

It is obvious that he wants to go out of his own path, and the second squadron is the first threshold. If he can't cross this threshold, he might as well go home to dig coal.

"Squad Leader Zhao Qiang, my monthly allowance has long been gone, I really can't buy you cigarettes..." Wu Hao said in a crying voice.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you to buy a cigarette but I don't give you money. How can you cry?" Another person called Zhao Qiang made an impatient voice.

"How do I buy it? Give me five dollars to buy Heilanzhou... I really have no money, I only have some buy toothpaste and soap this month... Squad leader Zhao, will you be fine next month?"

"Bang!"

The slap sounded.

"I just said there was no money, but now I'm saying there are still some left. Are you playing with me? Can't you buy a pack of cigarettes for me? Didn't I give you money?"

"I, I, I..."

“…”

Ge Zhen walked over and saw Wu Hao who was about to cry with a grievance on his face, and a clear slap appeared on his thin black face.

"Bang!"

The crisp slap sounded again, and Ge Zhen slapped Zhao Qiang in the face without any warning, simply without any hesitation.

Wu Hao was stunned, Zhao Qiang was also stunned, and his eyes fell on his face in unison.

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Chapter completed!