The aroma of wheat and the aroma of broth almost made Little Hayes feel dizzy, and the fish-headed brother beside him had already been drooling, and even Hasek kept swallowing his throat, but no one dared to move because the instructors' whip was flashing with lightning.
Each table surrounded ten soldiers, each standing and not daring to move, but the sound of the ginger of the stomach came one after another.
Yaye walked among the crowd, holding his hands behind his back, holding a whip with a playful smile on his face.
Suddenly, he turned around and said loudly:
"Are you hungry?"
"Hungry!"
"Do you want to eat?"
"think!"
"Then do you think you deserve to eat?"
“……”
Everyone dared not move, but their eyes moved around and communicated with their eyes.
"It seems that you know it in your heart. If you want me to say that your life is so good. Lord Soshyan Alexey, the commander of the Supreme Lord, said very kindly that you should improve and improve the treatment of new recruits. But according to me, you scumbags are not worthy of wasting these precious foods!"
As he said that, he whipped hard on the table next to his hand.
"So you have to know how to be grateful! You must train with lifelessness! In the future, you can repay the great kindness of the God Emperor and the Supreme Lord Commander!"
"receive!"
Everyone shouted loudly, feeling a little impatient.
"In addition, before eating, you have to talk about the rules. You can't make noise or make trouble. One person is responsible for distribution, others are waiting honestly, and the person responsible for distribution must take turns to come. After eating, pack up the tableware and put it in the designated place, and then leave immediately. You are not allowed to talk and play here!"
Then, an instructor shouted:
"sit!"
Everyone sat down immediately.
"Let's get started."
In Hayes, everyone finally chose the veteran Hassek to distribute the food. He was very quick and quickly divided the bread. Then each person accurately made the same soup, and each person had a white ball.
The next moment, the entire cafeteria was filled with gurgling sounds, just like a large livestock. The instructors were alone at the table, shaking their heads as they watched the scene.
"Damn, these animals are really not a bit of food."
"Sir, just this group of people eat, there are tens of millions of people in the entire camp, how much grain should I eat a day? I heard from my friend that the food price has been high recently."
"I'm so worried, you're not worried. They're more comfortable in the past or two days, and there are basically ration sticks behind them. Only those elite troops, such as Kadian, have always had grain and meat supply. Do you really think these cannon fodder groups are treated so well?"
What the instructors were saying, Hays didn't care at all. He was just trying hard to fill his empty stomach. It turned out that the bread was so delicious, but unfortunately his friends couldn't eat it...
The God Emperor was so generous to him, and he sighed sincerely in his heart as he was so simple.
It seems that the priest is right at all, the God Emperor loves everyone.
But as he ate, he suddenly stopped and looked at the small half of the bread in his hand. He looked around and wanted to stuff it into his clothes, but he was immediately pressed by the fish head brother.
"Don't, I'm going to eat a whip if I'm found out!"
"oh oh."
Little Hayes had to finish it obediently, but he had never seen the white and round thing before. It felt slippery and seemed quite strong. He saw that the people around him had not eaten it yet, so he opened his mouth and ate it.
Well, it's crispy, there's a unique world inside, it tastes smooth and has a yellow core, which is a bit annoying.
"You fool, won't you peel the shell? Is there anyone who eats eggs like this?"
Hassek glared at Hayes, then rolled the egg in his hand around the table, then peeled off the shell under Hayes' surprise gaze, and stuffed the smooth egg into his mouth.
"It's so fucking good! It's true that this time it's not wrong!"
After dinner, they led by the instructor to a spacious room, everyone sat on the ground, and then the lights turned off, and a camera began to play the introduction images of the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy.
Hayes was fascinated by the fact that it was a completely unfamiliar world for him. He finally knew his identity - the Star Army, although he was just a recruit.
At the end of the film, Astart was briefly introduced, which was the first time Hayes knew that such a person existed in the world.
"Uncle Hasek, is this the angel the priest mentioned?"
After hearing Hayes' low-key questioning, Hassek replied without moving:
"Yes, but the angels of death have no enemies they cannot defeat, but it is best to stay away from them when they encounter them on the battlefield..."
"Why?"
"Because you, a little guy, can't see you at all, you accidentally trampled you to death!"
"Oh, so awesome..."
When the imager turned off, the lights turned on, and the instructor sent everyone a discipline manual.
Hayes opened it and found that there was no word on it, all of them were pictures. It was obvious that the producer had taken into account the general literacy level of readers.
The content in the painting is also very easy to understand. A sign that prohibits urination is directly next to it with a whip pattern, followed by a number 20. Even Hayes can understand it. He will eat 20 whips when he urinates casually.
At this time, the instructor also began to introduce the contents of the discipline manual. The manual was divided into two parts, one was life discipline and the other was battlefield discipline.
Little Hayes didn't listen much, because he didn't have so many bad habits, but when he turned to the theater discipline, the first page was a picture of a man running out of the trenches, next to it was a terrifying skull that was penetrated by a bullet.
He quickly pushed Hashek beside him and asked in a low voice.
"Uncle, what does this mean?"
Hasek glanced at it and then said softly:
"If you dare to escape on the battlefield, you will be shot immediately."
As he said that, he compared a pistol move with his hand, and then gently tapped Hayes' temple.
“Like this, bang.”
"ah!"
Hayes was so scared that the dozen hairs on his head stood up.
Then he flipped through the next few pages and was basically shot...
"Good, why is the battlefield discipline...it's all about feeding bullets."
After taking the "cultural class", the instructors led them to the camp again to learn where the infirmary is, where the church is, where the gym is, and where the library is - but Hays found that there were not many books in this library, most of which were written by the group flag newspaper, and there was a big slogan at the door of the library -
You don't need to think, you just act.
It looks quite ironic.
After they finished here, it was already late. The instructors arranged for them to clean the entire camp again, and then they lined up to take a shower in the public bathroom, and they were able to go to bed until 10 o'clock in the evening. According to the instructors, this was the benefit of the first day of enlistment.
Although the surroundings were snoring like thunder and strange sounds were constantly, Hayes slept particularly fragrant that night.
In his sleep, he was wearing a mighty power armor, holding a bomb gun, and standing in the rain of bullets with a laugh, shooting at the gangsters holding wine bottles and iron chains. The shot "eggs" knocked the hateful guys one by one to the ground.
Chapter completed!