My liver skills in the military camp

Ye Fei was actually not sure whether Zhang Yu would be angry, so he said bravely.

"Squad leader, we are being suppressed."

Zhang Yu laughed twice, not sure whether he was angry or happy.

"I know you are under quilt. Why should you be under quilt when the lights are out?"

"Hurry up and go to bed. What should I do if I catch a cold?"

"Yes! Monitor."

Ye Fei responded in a low voice, stood up and pretended to open the quilt, doing so slowly on purpose.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and a beam of light shone into the dormitory of Class 2.

"Why don't you go to bed when the lights are out? What are you doing?"

Naturally, the person who asked this question was Ye Fei, who was still standing on the ground, but Zhang Yu took the question directly without him having to answer.

"Captain, they want to squeeze me while they're sleeping. I just finished telling them."

Hearing this, Wu Shiqi nodded and said in a slightly scolding tone.

"You want to do a good job in housekeeping, and your spirit is worthy of praise, but you should do things at any time. Now is the rest time, so you should have a good rest."

"And there is a rule in the army that you must cover yourself with a quilt when sleeping at night."

"Quickly unpack it and go to bed."

Looking at the beds around him, Wu Shiqi found that all the recruits in the second class were like Ye Fei, wearing clothes and pushing the quilt under them.

"You guys too, take off your clothes and go to bed. Next time, go out for a three-kilometer run and sleep again when you come back."

This was meant to scare people. He asked the recruits to run three kilometers at night. If Nie Haifeng knew this, he would have to let him run thirty kilometers.

Ye Fei hung up his clothes obediently, covered himself with quilt and got ready to sleep.

The actions of the second class were so unified. Naturally, they had been discussed before, and the purpose was the same. It was to increase Wu Shiqi's favorability and deepen the impression that "the recruits in the second class are all motivated."

It is customary for the chief officer to check his bed after turning off the lights. You don't have to worry about whether Wu Shiqi will come, but whether you can see him when he comes.

Zhang Yu would definitely not allow them to do this. He was sweating from the training and it was easy to catch a cold without a quilt. For this reason, someone had to delay the time. This task naturally fell on Ye Fei.

Fortunately, Wu Shiqi arrived quickly, otherwise Zhang Yu would have been angry if Ye Fei delayed him any longer.

Ye Fei couldn't tell Zhang Yuming. If he asked him to cooperate with him and explain that all this was to gain impression points, Zhang Yu would not agree and might even scold Ye Fei.

The first step of the plan was relatively successful. Ye Fei closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, Zhang Yu turned over and looked at Ye Fei, who was sleeping soundly, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

At four o'clock in the morning, Ye Fei suddenly opened his eyes and tiptoed out of bed.

"Yang Ye, wake up, get up."

Yang Ye opened his hazy sleepy eyes, responded, and stumbled out holding the quilt.

Following the same example, he called up his other comrades, and Ye Fei was the last one to leave the dormitory, closing the door ajar.

In the study room, incandescent lamps emit bright light, dispelling the darkness before dawn outside the window.

All the recruits of the second class gathered here and were busy lying on their respective military quilts.

This is the second part of Ye Fei's plan, open book!

Thanks to the improvement of national defense strength and the implementation of the slogan of scientific troop leadership, today's recruit companies are no longer as scary as the older generation described them, and they have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to fold their quilts.

Nowadays, in most recruit companies, a more strict squad leader may require the recruits in the class to get up around 5 o'clock and make quilts. However, if they encounter a gentler squad leader, it is not impossible to get up at 5:30.

Ye Fei wakes people up at four o'clock and folds the quilt, which is really the spirit of involution to the extreme.

There is no way, it can't be done without rolling. In fact, internal rolling is also the main theme in the recruit company. Rolling between platoons, between squads, and even among the soldiers in the class.

This is due to the atmosphere of the entire army striving for excellence and striving for excellence. There is an old saying in the army, "If you don't work hard, you won't be lazy, and if you don't work hard, you won't have a good eye."

The beating here does not only refer to physical movements, but can also be understood as punishment. The first two sentences are easy to understand. The "not having a long eye" in the last sentence refers to the kind of behavior that cannot distinguish the situation and has no discernment.

The squad leader is shoveling a shovel in the cesspit, and smoke is rising. You, a recruit, are holding a shovel and going to that shovel? If you don’t punish you, who will you punish?

The same is true for people in the same batch. Others take the initiative to practice more, but you don't move from your seat as soon as you return to class after training. If the squad leader doesn't find fault with you, who will he find fault with?

This kind of atmosphere is particularly common in various companies at the grassroots level. When the news spreads that the second squad gets up at four o'clock, squad leaders like the fourth squad leader and the eighth squad leader who want to make some achievements in the recruit company will secretly and overtly remind the recruits in the class to wake up early. They might have to give a direct order to force them to get up early.

Ye Fei's move can be regarded as allowing the recruits of the third squadron to experience the atmosphere of the next company in advance, which is indeed a great merit.

Ye Fei was unpacking and folding quilts here, and he was very busy while brushing up his proficiency.

Everyone in the second class had long been accustomed to Ye Fei's behavior. They knew that this was the deputy squad leader's unique quilt-folding technique, and they couldn't learn it. They folded the quilts one after another, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out their secret weapons, and started repairing the quilts.

This secret weapon is the stainless steel chopsticks "coordinated" from other squadrons by the second squad while cleaning up the canteen.

The second shift is also very particular about their daily duties and does not focus on coordination with one class, mainly because it is too obvious.

As for why chopsticks are used to repair the quilt, this is what Ye Fei taught.

The biggest difficulty in layering a military quilt is that the side lines of the upper and lower layers must not only be pinched vertically by hand, but the upper and lower lines on both sides must also be brought together so that no gaps are exposed.

This is a technical job. The old squad leader can keep the troops in check with just one hand. The new recruits in the second squad are obviously not so dexterous with their hands used to holding pens, so it is perfect to use chopsticks to trim the side lines.

Ye Fei told them to repair the side lines first, and other lines could be repaired after someone from other classes arrived. The secret weapon could not be exposed. The main thing was that the coordination of chopsticks could not be discovered. It was not a big deal, but Ye Fei didn't want to do it twice that day. When Ban was eating, he found that several pairs of chopsticks were missing.

It wasn't until five o'clock that recruits from other classes entered the study room one after another. I thought I had woken up early, but when I came in, I saw that the recruits from the second class were all holding quilts and getting ready to put them back on the bed.

As soon as Ye Fei entered the door, he was startled. Zhang Yu woke up at some point, got dressed and sat on the bed.

"Put on your clothes and follow me."

This was said to Ye Fei. Ye Fei responded, put the quilt away, got dressed, and followed Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu took Ye Fei downstairs directly, said hello to the sentry at the door, walked out of the building and walked towards the drying yard not far away.

The autumn wind in September was already cool, blowing on Ye Fei's body, dispelling all the remaining sleepiness.

Choosing a place with leeward wind, Zhang Yu took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed one to Ye Fei.

"As the deputy squad leader, it seems I made the right choice."