"Recalling bitterness, our current living conditions are good, but you must not forget that when we were in the Long March, when we were eating grass -leather trees or even turf tree roots, we did not have to eat.

These two hoe this morning, everyone must give me food, who dares to waste, then you will not eat it when you pull the time! "

By the side of the team, Wu Jianfeng took out a horn and shouted in that big roar.

The cold and hard steamed buns are really difficult to eat. The sugar is not under the key. Bite it in the mouth, just like eating dry noodles.

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However, no matter how difficult it is to eat.

Among the normal speed marching teams, everyone with a hoe and one -handed kettle.

Take a bite.

The same is true of Wang Ye. At this time, the instructor was still carrying the flag and asked him to eat first.

Behind it, Wu Jianfeng's voice was still coming: "I know someone you must say, what age, and still engage in these, now it's not before.

But I want to tell me.

Remember, the real battlefield is not our current environment.

Once fighting, if the logistics supply is lost, we will immediately return to the living standard of that year.

Because no matter how the society progresses, there will be no cans in the wild. The self -heating military food bag grows on the tree.

When you fall into that situation, this steamed bun is all extravagant.

Bark, grassroots, insects, everything that can live alive, you have to eat! "

Eating cold steamed buns is an education class, and it is also one of the training. It is not difficult to complete, that is, a little wastewater.

Wang Ye ate two steamed buns, and at least half a pot of water was removed.

However, although it tastes tasteless, the belly is true.

For these two steamed buns, Wang Ye felt a bit supported.

However, this support is just a while.

Soon, the digestion training is here.

The hillside on the side of the marching team suddenly threw a few smoke bombs.

"Enemy attack, poisonous smoke!"

Wu Jianfeng roar.

The squad leaders even hurriedly shouted, let everyone wear protective masks.

I didn't let everyone catch the enemy.

Instead, after wearing a anti -toxic mask, you are required to cross the poisonous area quickly.

But there are six Liu who has been running on everyone to throw smoke on the road.

At least two or three hundred meters of running, Wang Ye, who had just drank more water, felt uncomfortable, and he was uncomfortable.

After all, this is running with anti -toxic masks.

However, this is not the end of pain, but the beginning.

After re -start, there was no half an hour, and Wu Jianfeng pointed at a mountain in front and said that it was the enemy's position.

Tackling training.

The mountains and wild are all the grounds of stone thorns and grass,

One by one, you have to go forward, short -shots, roll in, leap forward.

La practice is a baptism and evolution of recruits.

Let a recruits who have only learned some military skills and tactics, through the practice, all the real absorption processes are used.

At the same time, it is also the process of letting a common people in military uniforms completely become a soldier.

Although the time is short.

For four days and three nights, compared to the entire recruit company for three months, it is insignificant.

But this is definitely the most important days during the entire recruits.

It is a few days for everyone to transform.

"Brother Wang, do you still have that?"

After dinner at noon on the third day, all the staff rest.

Wang Ye just returned to the position of inserting the flag and was ready to sit down. Yan Zhiming came.

"Huh? Which one?" Wang Ye looked at him and didn't respond for a while.

"That's that. That shoe is in the shoe!"

The eighteen -nine -year -old man is unlike the old fried dough sticks like Wang Ye, even if they all buy this, and now they are men, but when they say this thing, they are still a little ashamed.

"Oh, sanitary napkin!

Yes, what's wrong? You are not enough? "

On the third day, the marching has been almost 100 kilometers, and this stuff really consumes huge.

But when the fifth class was bought, there were two packages per capita.

The service agency sells for a pack of ten pieces.

It stands to reason that it is enough to change two or three times a day.

"No, I. My crotch is worn, so."

Yan Zhiming said that the smaller the voice, the more blushing his face.

And Wang Ye was a little stunned.

Good guy, this is the right position to use this thing!

"Puff ~"

Wang Ye couldn't help laughing, and then Yan Zhiming's face blushed even more.

In fact, this is also Wang Ye himself is fine. In addition, he has always carried the flag in front. Except for sleeping at night, he basically didn't stay with his comrades in the back.

In fact, there were people grinding the crotch on the first day.

The underwear sent by the army is very good, but the material is not too comfortable, and the specifications sent by some people are not just good.

Normally, there is no problem in training in the camp, even if you run a five -kilometer.

But this is not five kilometers now.

Every day is at least forty kilometers.

Long -distance army, plus the climate here is hot and humid.

In this case, it is not unusual to burn the crotch or grind the crotch.

However, it is not unusual. When this problem is true, the pain is true.

After burning, you can experience the feeling of wound salt.

If you don't deal with it, you can't march well at all.

Therefore, the recruits who have such problems have secretly held sanitary napkins, and they directly tied the wounds.

Hmm. The effect must be very good.

Can't grind, and sweat is absorbed by the sanitary napkin, naturally it doesn't hurt.

The only bad thing is that it is a bit awkward to walk. In addition, the consumption of sanitary napkins has become larger.

No, he is about to be gone, so he is thinking about this uniform point to Wang Ye.

"Okay, I have a bag that is not opened!" Wang Ye smiled and turned back to turn his own brutal pocket.

"Don't have to have so much, I can take a few pieces tomorrow!"

Yan Zhiming is really embarrassed.

Men's crotch in this stuff, embarrassing!

"You can cushion in the middle!" Wang Ye turned out a pack of unpopular and throw it directly to him, but when it was lost, Yan Zhiming stunned a word.

"Pad, help you put it on!"

"Haha!" Wang Ye laughed.

Soon, Yan Zhiming returned to the fifth class.

Wang Ye also put back the brut -old, leaned on the flag that was inserted on the ground. After lying down, Wang Ye's body side, put the gun directly in his arms holding his hands and holding his hands, and dared to close his eyes with his legs.

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The experience of stealing guns before, Wang Ye was vivid, especially again yesterday afternoon.
To be continued...