Zhang Shaohua went over, pulled Ding Yi's collar, and forced him to pull him up.

“Stand up!”

Ding Yi was very dissatisfied, pouted and glared at the squad leader Zhang Shaohua.

Zhang Shaohua and Ding Yi directly glared at each other: "I don't agree!"

Ding Yi didn't reply, he stood up, but his eyes were still staring.

A row leader Li Huan felt the situation here and walked over.

"What are you doing!"

"It's okay!" Zhang Shaohua replied, and continued to stare at Ding Yi!

"Stretch your legs straight, and your shoulders slightly open back. Yes, your eyes must have murderous aura!"

The first platoon leader Li Huan adjusted Ding Yi's military posture and then whispered: "In the army, follow the command of all actions. Your squad leader is your commander. The orders given must be carried out!"

"Report!" Ding Yi made a report loudly.

Usually, it’s a bit surprising if you say this, and he said, “Tell me!”

"Report to the platoon leader, then if the commander's order is wrong, will it be okay?"

A long row of lips raised unnaturally: "First of all, the commander will not be wrong, and secondly, even if the commander is wrong, it is also right!"

Ding Yi was choked speechless!

A platoon leader walked around Ding Yi, looked at his body line, and said, "Soldiers must stand in a stand manner and sit in a stand manner. If you want to become a qualified soldier, you must stand in a good position first."

After the platoon leader finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his foot and did not exert force. He kicked Wang Zhijun's leg bend beside Ding Yi. Wang Zhijun's center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered, and his kicked leg bends down, and the man rushed forward and took a small step.

When Wang Zhijun's eyes were looking at Yu Jiao, he found that he had been in the long term, so he quickly stepped back and continued to stand.

"The legs are stretched straight!"

Li Huan, the platoon leader, said seriously, and was walking around in the back of a team. Because of Wang Zhijun's lesson, they all nervously stretched their legs, for fear that the platoon leader would give them a while.

The leader of the row Li Huan, just by looking from behind, you can tell whether the recruits' legs were stretched straight enough, but he stopped behind Zhang Maoran.

Zhang Maoran was so nervous that he was about to sweat coldly, his whole body was tense, and he dared not relax at all.

The squad leader seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he walked in front of Zhang Moran.

"There is something wrong with his legs, please correct it for him!"

The leader of the first row, Li Huan, said something to the leader of the squad, and left.

The first squad leader Zhang Shaohua lowered his head in front of Zhang, looked at Zhang Maoran's legs, followed him to squat down, stretched out his hands, assisted Zhang's legs with one hand, and pressed in the middle!

"Half-up!"

However, Zhang Maoran was a little bit out of the box, and it was not as close as before.

After trying a few times, the squad leader gave up.

"Sooner or later...help you!"

Zhang Shaohua, who stood up, looked at the others again and repeated: "Both shoulders... open back..."

Then, he walked to Ding Yi, looked at Ding Yi's face with a bit of hatred, waved his hand and gently patted Ding Yi's belly: "Tighten your belly...righten your chest!"

"Stay!"

The squad leader walked to Zhang Qian again. He looked at Zhang Qian's military posture, and his eyes finally stopped on Zhang Qian's head. He stretched out his hand and straightened Zhang Qian's head. After adjusting, he was still not satisfied. He stretched out his hand and pressed Zhang Qian's jaw.

"The jaw is slightly closed!"

"Retract your chin...not...let you raise your head."

A truly standard military posture is so difficult for these newly trained recruits. They also have to be on guard against the sudden attack of the squad leader. For this reason, they have to tighten every muscle on their body.

"Swish!" The company commander blew the whistle.

On the training ground, the squad leader who was checking the recruits' postures all turned around and stood attentive!

"Rest for ten minutes!" The company commander sent an order that excited the recruits!

With this sound, all the recruits relaxed, as if they had lifted a load of ten thousand pounds, and there were still people moving their bodies.

"Standing at attention!" At this moment, Zhang Shaohua's cold voice suddenly reached the ears of a group of soldiers.

Ordinary recruits stand up immediately!

Zhang Shaohua swept away a group of recruits and scolded: "I... gave a rest... order...?"

No one dares to speak.

"In the queue...you...only obey...the commanders on the previous level...the orders are prohibited!"

At this time, the squad leader said again: "Stop!"

Now, a group of soldiers started to move carefully and did not dare to go too far.

After the squad leader Zhang Shaohua gave the order to rest, he ignored his ordinary soldiers and walked directly to the teaching team camp.

"Ding Yi, I realized that our squad leader is the worst!" Wang Zhijun whispered!

Ding nodded and said, "Now we are new recruits. We will endure it first. After waiting for the company, we will find an opportunity to beat him!"

"Dare you?" Wang Zhijun asked back.

Ding Yi's eyes locked the door of the teaching team, and said in a voice: "Today's revenge must be avenged!"

Speaking of beating the squad leader, Ding Yi looked at Zhang Qian again, the Zhang Qian who had been beaten by the three of them. So he patted Wang Zhijun on the shoulder and signaled Wang Zhijun to follow him, and then he walked towards Zhang Qian.

After Ding Yi and Wang Zhijun moved, Zhang Maoran also noticed it. He quickly followed the two of them and surrounded Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian was quite honest and stayed alone without communicating with the people next to him. However, when he saw Ding Yi and the other three surrounding him, he took a step back nervously.

"Your name is Zhang Qian?" Ding Yi asked!

Zhang Qian nodded, which was the default.

"Don't be nervous, we won't hit you!" Wang Zhijun said!

Zhang Qian did not relax, and he asked in a low voice: "What are you asking me for?"

As Wang Zhijun and Zhang Maoran were not clear about this, they looked at Ding Yi who was leading the way at the same time.

Ding Yi responded to Zhang Qian's smile. He stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Zhang Qian's shoulder, put Zhang Qian to his side, and whispered: "We beat you before, you didn't report to the squad leader. I think you are quite loyal. In this way, you will be my brother in the future. If anyone beats you up in the future, tell us!"

Zhang Qian was still staring at him, but he didn't react. Instead, Wang Zhijun clenched his fists and gently pounded Zhang Qian's chest, and then gave Zhang Qian a smiley face that Zhang Qian couldn't understand.

Ding Yi, Wang Zhijun, and Zhang Maoran retreated aside again. The Chinese approached Ding Yi's face and whispered: "I thought you were going to beat him again!"

Ding Yi said: "We had just misunderstood with him before. To put it bluntly, we were too reckless. Although that kid is not good-looking, he is still OK. If he is OK, he will be our brothers in the future."

Zhang Maoran nodded, and suddenly he turned his head and saw a person standing silently Zhang Qian, shouting: "Zhang Qian!"

When Zhang Qian heard Zhang Maoran call him, he turned his head and looked over.

Zhang Maoran hooked his hand at him and said with a smile: "Brother, come here!"

Zhang Qian walked over with a hint of nervousness. As soon as he arrived beside the three of them, Zhang hugged his shoulder and pulled him into the three-person team.

"I tell you, I'll be inquiring. There is a convenience store under the barracks in the north of our recruit company. Find a free one and let's go..."

The squad leader Zhang Shaohua came back. He walked to the team with a backpack strap in his hand. The recruits who were communicating privately did not dare to speak.

The squad leader Zhang Shaohua didn't say anything. He stared at Zhang Maoran and then went to chat with the squad leader of the second squad.

Ding Yi and the others found that the squad leader took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and separated from the squad leader 2 and squad leader 3.

"I guess, the squad leader is fighting against the landlord. Do you want to bet on a bag of spicy strips?" Zhang Maoran suddenly said.

"Xiao Ranran, I learned this very quickly. I have learned this trick. I bet. I bet the squad leader is playing double promotion!" Wang Zhijun also became interested. His eyes were very sharp and he found that the squad leader did not bring a deck of playing cards. He thought of double promotion at the first time, but now he is counted as playing double promotion, and there seems to be few people.

"Who else wants to bet..."

"Swish!" The company commander blew the whistle again.

"Continue to train!"

"stand at attention!"

Squad leader Zhang Shaohua, come back!

All the new recruits, military posture training began again.

"Get your feet close!"

"Spread your shoulders back!"

The squad leader began to adjust the military posture of each recruit. After that, he stood beside Zhang Maoran.

"Uncle Ba...I... cure you too!"

The squad leader Zhang Shaohua squatted down, took out the backpack strap he brought back, walked around Zhang Maoran's legs, and then pulled it hard.

Zhang Maoran's legs were so painful that he couldn't help but crack his mouth.

The squad leader Zhang Shaohua continued to entangle and soon used up all his backpacks. He clapped his hands and stood up.
To be continued...