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  Hearing the loud voice of Da Hei Lian, I didn't dare hesitate and ran over to answer "Present"

  "Who made your quilt wet?"

  "Report! It's because the corners couldn't be folded in properly that it got wet!"

  "You're sick! How can you cover up on a cold night like this?"

  When I heard what Big Black Face said, for the first time, I felt that his heart was made of flesh and blood, not stone! Because he still had a bit of human touch! But I didn't respond to him again because I didn't know how to answer! He said it wasn't good no matter how I did it. At least this time I didn't feel resistant to his criticism, and I even felt a little happy, because I thought that in his eyes, I was still a qualified person, because he cared about me.

  "Cover yourself with your coat at night!"

  "Yes!"

  The big black face looked at me and left without saying another word, not even an extra one!

  The sky had darkened, and while washing my feet, I once again soaked them in cold water. After finishing washing, I quickly ran back to the room and lay down on the bed, covering myself with a quilt over my coat, just as Big Black Face had said. I finally got a good night's sleep. In this sleep, I didn't think of my parents at home or that painful past love affair! I thought maybe Xiaofang wouldn't be thinking of me either. When I left, I didn't tell her I was coming to the army camp because she was no longer my woman! I was just fantasizing about my future military career until I fell asleep in a series of fantasies.

  The next day, the morning wake-up call sounded, quickly got dressed and gathered, after running five laps, panting to hear the arrangement of outdoor training after breakfast!

  Upon hearing the news of outdoor training, all the excitement in my heart was revealed on my face. After staying in the house for a whole week, I had already become moldy at heart! This news is both long-awaited and our true first step as soldiers!

  After having breakfast, Da Hei Mian took us to the training ground. Looking at the evergreen plants in winter and breathing in the fresh air outside, my heart finally felt relieved from the oppression!

  The tall, dark-faced man stood at the front of the formation and began to explain that the first formation movement we needed to learn was standing at attention, also known as "standing up straight", a movement that humans are born with, but the military's version is stricter than what we learned later in life.

  "Attention, is a basic formation movement for soldiers, the command is 'attention'. The key points are: heels together and aligned, toes apart at an angle of about 60 degrees. Legs straight, hands straight and naturally hanging down, middle finger touching the seam line. Hand shape: four fingers together and straight, thumb straight and attached to the second joint of the index finger. Upper body straight, shoulders back and open, neck straight and chin slightly tucked in, eyes looking forward!"

  The big black face was explaining the team's movements, demonstrating. To be honest, I didn't fully listen at that time, because I was looking at a pair of people passing by from our side, wearing special uniforms, and I didn't know what unit it was at that time, their clothes were so cool, just like in movies and TV dramas.

  "Yin Bing! What's wrong?"

  The loud roar of the big black face suddenly rang out, and in an instant my fantasy was thrown into the abyss! His voice was like an alarm clock that shocked me out of my wild thoughts.

  The big black face did not continue to scold my lack of focus. In his own words, we rookies had just started entering the military camp and having a little curiosity was not a bad thing, but rather could increase training enthusiasm, so he didn't scold me at that time.

  The tall and strong one standing beside me stole a glance at me, then lowered his head to stifle a laugh. Seeing him smile, I felt an inexplicable anger rising in my heart. I glared at him, then began listening to the explanation of the big black-faced man.

  In the following days, all the rookies gathered on the playground, repeating the same movements under the sun. This training life was full of dullness and boredom, yet not without fun! In this contradictory life, slowly abandoning the dullness and boredom, only infinite fun remained! The fun created and performed by a group of rookies alone!

  Life in the new barracks is filled with endless fun, and lonely youth begins to burn here. Watching one by one creators of fun and performers, having infinite laughter in the gaps of training.

  We started as greenhorns entering the military camp, and slowly began to transform into the path of becoming basically qualified soldiers. In the words of the senior captain, "entering the military camp does not make one a warrior, but only an unqualified greenhorn, a piece of scrap iron waiting to be polished! Only those who have walked out of the new recruit camp can be considered basically qualified warriors, and not yet qualified warriors. To become a qualified warrior, one must undergo even stricter and more arduous baptism!"

  I firmly believe in Captain's words, because I have seen what those qualified warriors look like! Each and every one of them has a fiery gaze, an intimidating aura. Their dark complexion represents the different paths they've taken. Far cry from us rookies who wear uniforms without any insignia.

  Endless queue training, a repetitive action that slowly changes each rookie. From walking to speaking, there is a big difference from the past. One by one, originally pale faces gradually darkened! Like wooden puppets, they frequently performed the same action with every command!

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