Chapter 918 Military Academy Life
Fuxing Military Academy General Enrollment Campus (formerly Yezhou Normal University)
In the past two days, as the students reporting from various units were pulled into the school by brand-new SX2306 military transport vehicles, the general enrollment department of the entire Fuxing Military Academy is no longer as deserted as it was when it was first built.
Bright red flags are planted along the school's boulevard, and when you look up you can see bright red banners fluttering in the wind!
\"Every brick is made of Great Wall when entering, and a sword is made when leaving!\"
\"The drums of war are urging us to march! Today's new soldiers will be the shining stars of tomorrow's generals!\"
\"Our predecessors wrote the glory with blood and fire, and we will continue the glorious chapter with our spears! \"
"Be a loyal soldier to the leader!"
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A large number of cadets wearing camouflage training uniforms and with a yellow bar on their collar badges indicated their military rank, moved around the campus in classes like ants, holding steel wool, mops, spades, shovels, brooms, chainsaws, sickles and other tools, and began their first task after entering school: cleaning the barracks in the military camp!
Outdoors:
The vegetation that was once free and undisciplined has finally faced a real reckoning!
A large number of young and strong military academy cadets, armed with various automatic and manual tools, began to prune trees and shave lawns.
Amid the roar of the chainsaw, branches thicker than an adult's arm fell one after another from the trees along the road; amid the buzz of the electric lawn mower, green grass clippings flew all over the sky like snowflakes...
Indoors:
In dormitory building Lijian No. 1-4, all the beds in the dormitories were dismantled, dragged out, repainted and dried.
The interior and exterior walls and ceilings of the dormitories and classrooms were all repainted, and the floor tiles and toilets were polished with steel wool until they were shiny!
The first lesson after entering the school is to temper your temper with tedious work, and to establish the awareness of "high standards, strict requirements, and obeying orders" from the beginning.
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Beep beep beep beep~~~
"gather!!"
"gather!!"
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At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, as the calls for assembly came one after another from all over the campus, the students, who had been busy all day, with leaves on their heads, grass debris on their faces, white spots on their bodies, or the pungent smell of grass, finally ended a day of hard work.
"Zhang Jingyu, you will be the one to direct the singing before dinner this time!" The experienced-looking platoon leader shouted orders in front of the Infantry Command 1st Squad after they had assembled.
"Yes~~~~" Zhang Jingyu answered in a slightly elongated, loud and rhythmic voice. He learned this specially from his squad leader.
Sure enough, as soon as this answer came out, the platoon leader of the military academy who was in charge of them obviously lit up his eyes. You can tell whether someone is a good soldier by looking at his temperament!
Zhang Jingyu is tall and muscular, with excellent looks and temperament. In addition, he has a good family background since childhood. As the child of the mayor, he is naturally confident.
Therefore, his voice almost lifted up the whole person's high spirits, and it was hard not to secretly say "good seedling".
Soon, Zhang Jingyu stepped out of the line and trotted to the front of the square formation. He raised his hands and made a commanding gesture, and began to speak:
"Listen, the horn of a new journey is blowing, sing!"
"Listen, the horn of a new journey is blowing, and the goal of building a strong army is calling..."
..“If the country wants to be strong, we must take responsibility, and the battle flag is filled with iron-blooded glory!”
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As soon as the words fell, the whole audience burst into thunderous singing, and every student present sang with all their might!
When they first arrived, no one wanted to lose to anyone else, and everyone wanted to leave a good impression in front of their platoon leader. The superiors in the army were the gods, and if they displeased them, life would be difficult.
Moreover, almost all of them come from grassroots units, and they know that in addition to specific rankings, daily performance is equally important in awards and honors (the impression of superiors).
So for a moment, the entire platoon almost shouted their throats out, completely disregarding the tune, just pure sound output.
After all, they are all military commanders, so why bother with rhythm? Singing is all about temperament! ! Be fierce! ! ! Just roar! !
However, in such a scenario, a few ordinary survivors whose ears were numbed by the noises of their classmates secretly held back while everyone was roaring.
In their minds, everyone is working hard, doesn't that just cover up their own slacking off?
As expected, they are all from the army, but they are too straightforward. It is better for them to be smart. Who can tell who when they are called? If they want to show off, they should save it for when they can show off! Isn't this a waste of effort?
Just as these external recruits lowered their voices at the same time, the platoon leader standing on the side of the queue glanced at them calmly...
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In the cafeteria, as each class arrived at the designated seats assigned in advance, the entire cafeteria became a sea of digital jungle camouflage at a glance.
Every student standing has a very standard posture, with their chest out, head up, chin tucked in, and their whole body tilted slightly upward, like a sharp sword, sharp from the inside out.
Most of the people here are elites who have experienced battlefields. Even the survivor soldiers who have served for a short time have a stronger temperament than the veterans in peacetime!
Battalion Commander Zhang Qiliang swept his fierce eyes across the entire room. Except for a few students with clear eyes who could be identified as external candidates at a glance, the temperament of the other students made him very satisfied!
"sit!"
As the battalion commander gave the loud and powerful command, the entire audience sat up in astonishment, with almost no additional noise.
"Each unit should take turns to get their meals!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jingyu's squad 1 stood up and walked towards the food table at the signal of the platoon leader.
张靖宇一直以为部队的伙食已经够好了，但没想来到军校后发现更好，6菜1汤2主食1水果1饮料.
Take this meal for example. The insulated lunch box in front of me contains: braised combat-readiness beef brisket, deep-sea hairtail slices, camouflage roasted chicken legs, pickled mustard greens, minced meat and tofu, armored three fresh dishes, and iron-blooded blanched seasonal vegetables. The soup is tomato and egg soup, the two staple foods are rice and fried noodles, the fruit is orange, and the drink is freshly squeezed fruit juice specially supplied by the military farm.
If it were just the richness of the dishes, it might not be that exaggerated, but what if all the ingredients were picked and prepared on the same day?
Almost all the ingredients available at the military farm are ordered one day in advance, picked and transported to the canteen early in the morning of the same day. In terms of freshness, the only difference is that the trainees can go to the farm to eat them themselves.
At the same time, the canteen staff of the military academy were also specially recruited. Before the end of the world, the chefs wielding spoons and cooking in this canteen would at least be the head chefs of star-rated restaurants.
But no matter how superb the cooking skills are, one cannot escape the temptation of the apocalyptic organization, let alone the organization of the Renaissance Military Academy!
If there hadn’t been soldiers with live ammunition standing by on the day of recruitment, these chefs probably wouldn’t have competed on their cooking skills, but on their knife skills!
Only living people are worthy of inclusion!!
