It is said that the squad leader is the mother of the army, and this is true.

Facing two students who don’t know anything, Zhuangyan can only teach them a little bit.

Of course, this kind of thing is familiar to him.

The only thing that Zhuang Yan didn't get used to was that the squad leader here was a little different from the squad leader of the combat unit.

The squad leader of the combat unit is absolutely authoritative. He said it all. The new recruits trembled when they saw the squad leader's legs. It was actually rare to see soldiers like Zhuang Yan back then.

But the military academy is different. The squad leader of the military academy is not that authoritative. The people who really control the power of life and death of students are captain-level figures like Captain Yu Chen and the team instructor.

Because it is a rotation system, Zhuang Yan was temporarily appointed as the class monitor because all new students just reported to him. He had the highest prestige in the dormitory 209. Temporarily designating veterans like him as the class monitor is conducive to the integration of new students into the military school life and the development of teaching.

Although local students also have awe of the troops, they are not as deep as the new recruits in the army. Although they also know that they have to obey orders, the combat troops' set is not suitable here.

Take the simplest folding quilt as an example.

After getting the new quilt, Chen Sheng and Yuan Qingcheng folded it, the quilt seemed to be against them, and they still looked crooked.

If you were to lead new recruits in the amphibious combat unit of the 1st Division or the "Red Arrow" special brigade, your internal affairs are not good, and the squad leader doesn't say so much nonsense to you. After the demonstration, you will rely on your personal experience. If you don't fold it, you will throw it out of the window, so that you can hold the quilt on the playground until you are satisfied before you come back.

But it is not possible in colleges.

Everyone is a student, but they are actually equal. The class monitor can only be said to be a entrusted manager, not a real person in power, and has a relationship with each other, not a superior or subordinate.

Because of this, Zhuang Yan spent more patience and thoughts to teach Chen Sheng and Yuan Qingcheng, two places where they would be together for three years in the future.

At this time, the correspondent suddenly appeared outside the dormitory door, stood there and glanced inside, saying, "Squad Leader Zhuang, Captain Yu is looking for you and ask you to go to the team headquarters."

Zhuang Yan was teaching Chen Sheng and Yuan Qingcheng the two guys folding quilts, folding them again and again, again and again, step by step, and saw the correspondent saying, "Okay, I'll go there right away."

When the correspondent left, Zhuangyan looked at Chen Sheng and Yuan Qingcheng's quilts, and couldn't help but explain the key points of folding internal affairs.

The veterans next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

Han Douya said, "Old squad leader, hurry up and go to the captain's place, let's teach here."

Zhuangyan thought, whether it was Han Douya or Song Chao or other veterans, they were all people who had served as squad leaders.

Zhuang Yan thought about it and felt it was right. Since Captain Yu sent someone to find him, as the squad leader, he would hurry over. Maybe there was something important.

"Okay, you teach them both, I'll come."

Fortunately, there are also veterans like Han Douya in the entire dormitory, so they can still help at critical moments.

After Zhuang Yan left, Han Douya and Song Chao were one of them. Han Douya was responsible for teaching Chen Sheng and Song Chao was responsible for Yuan Qingcheng.

But they both didn't have that good patience.

"Yuan Datou!"

Han Douya opened his mouth and called Yuan Qingcheng the nickname.

This nickname was just released. Because Yuan Qingcheng has a big head and his surname is Yuan, Han Douya directly changed his nickname to him.

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Qingcheng didn't like this nickname at first.

This reminds people of Yuan Shikai.

For a college student who has to look in the mirror several times a day and be narcissistic several times a day, Yuan Shikai's appearance is that he cannot be associated with himself.

"Do you want to fold the housework?"

"Of course I want to." Yuan Qingcheng said: "It's just that it can't be stacked no matter how much I put it."

Han Douya walked to Yuan Qingcheng's bed, looked at the quilt placed on the head of the bed, tsk twice, shook his head and said with disgust: "This is shit!"

After saying that, he said to Yuan Qingcheng: "Go to the water room, then your teeth-brushing jar comes over, remember to fill it with water."

Yuan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he actually went to the water room.

Song Chao also said to Chen Sheng: "So, you go to the water room, and the tank is filled with water."

Chen Sheng didn't know why, but he went there anyway.

They are veterans, so it makes sense to do so.

When the two of them came back happily with the mouth tank filled with water, Han Douya and Song Chao brought a glass of water together.

"Put the quilt on the ground, fold it three times, spread it out!"

Chen Sheng and Yuan Qingcheng look at me, I look at you, I don’t know what this is going to do.

"Let it on the ground?" Chen Sheng asked suspiciously.

"If you let it go, let it go. Why do you talk so much nonsense? Can I still harm you?" Han Douya was very confident in his method.

Because, this is something that almost every recruit in every company in all troops will experience - sprinkle water on the quilt!

I don’t know if this method has been passed down since a long time ago, but it has always been a trick for new recruits in the PLA army to organize their internal affairs.

Generally, recruits' quilts are just taken out of the military warehouse and are all wrinkled. If they want to stack them into "tofu blocks", they must be flattened first.

Spread the quilt on the ground and spray water, then roll it out bit by bit with your elbow, and then stuff it into the interlayer of the quilt with cardboard, so that the new quilt can be completely turned into tofu pieces.

When the new recruit became a veteran, after countless times of crushing and trimming, folding the quilt is just a matter of minutes, because the quilt has adapted to the standards, and the places where the right angle needs to be drawn have long been folded out of cotton...

Song Chao held the water, took a big mouthful, then bent down and sprayed it all on the quilt. Before Chen Sheng could react, he blew up again.

Han Douya's movements were also quick and he also sprayed two big mouthfuls.

The color of the dry quilt suddenly became darker, and the watermark of the green quilt was oozed.

This time, Chen Sheng finally realized it.

"What are you doing!"

He subconsciously rushed up, snatched the jar, and pushed Song Chao to the side.

The water in the jar was shaken out and poured all over the quilt.

Now, the quilt was soaked.

"Ah! I still want to ask you, what are you doing!" Song Chao looked unhappy.

He really couldn't understand, what was Chen Sheng in front of him doing?

He was tidying up his quilt, but he rushed up and yelled at him. The push just now almost stepped back and hit the bed frame.

"How can I sleep with my quilt if you do this? Are you sick? Are you so disgusting??"

Chen Sheng yelled.

For him, putting the quilt on the floor was already the last bottom line.

Now, another person actually squirted on his quilt with water in his mouth...

Think about the water, there was Song Chao's saliva...

Chen Sheng felt that he was about to explode.

"Why can't you sleep after spraying a few mouthfuls of water?" For Song Chao, a student from the special brigade, his reaction to Chen Sheng was also incomprehensible.

Climbing ice and lying on snow, sleeping in the cemetery and drinking stream water is too normal for a special forces soldier.

The floor is so clean that it can reveal the images, why is it not clean?

What's wrong with spraying two mouthfuls of water? Damn, isn't this a manifestation of each other's precious friendship with comrades eating the same pot of rice and drinking the same bowl of water? Why do you get sick? Why do you feel sick?

The fire in his heart suddenly jumped up. Song Chao rushed over, grabbed Chen Sheng's collar, and directly pushed him against the bed frame like a broken sack.
Chapter completed!