Chapter 10: The New List of Ten People

  "As old comrades, you should always care for and protect new comrades. But you guys actually bullied others! Do you still have me, the instructor, in your eyes? Hurry up and privately admit your mistakes. Apologize! Make a deep apology and self-criticism. This time I'll let it slide since it's your first offense, but don't think this will set an example! Remember that?! The instructor scolded with a stern face, calling over Liu Yong and several old soldiers who had been complained about, pointing at them as he commanded. His tone was full of severity."

  "Yes! Don't worry, instructor! We will deeply apologize and reflect on our mistakes!" Several of the older soldiers who were called over stood at attention, speaking very sincerely to the instructor.

  A few new recruits who had complaints were taken by the old soldiers to a forest at the edge of the training ground and apologized privately.

  The instructor nodded in satisfaction and immediately ordered the other new recruits to sit down and rest on the spot. The new recruits, including Ye Yangjian, finally got a chance to catch their breath. Whether the ground was dirty or not was no longer a consideration, and they sat down to rest with their buttocks on the ground. As soon as they sat down, they heard the miserable cries of several people being taken away by the old soldiers nearby...

  "Damn it! You little bastard, you dare to report me after just a few days? I'll apologize to your mother, deeply apologize, and beat the crap out of you...!" Liu Yong held the disarmed belt in his hand, cursing viciously...

  Then there was the sound of the belt hitting his body and loud cries for mercy.

  Ye Yang Jian let out a sigh of relief. It's better that he didn't beg for mercy. Once you beg for mercy, it's all over. Begging for mercy is a taboo in the squadron.

  "My grass! Dare to beg for mercy! Do you look like a soldier? Soft bone! Get out of the way! I'll do it myself! I'll apologize deeply myself! ...... " Liu Yong's voice came from not far away. The crowd didn't dare turn their heads, they could only glance over with the corner of their eyes, and saw that Liu Yong was stomping his feet happily with those big leather boots."

  "Ah! Help... Ah... Don't hit me anymore... I won't dare again... Ah..." A series of mournful cries came from the small woods...

  The instructor seemed to have heard nothing, with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky, and suddenly cracked a faint smile...

  Suddenly, Ye Yang felt a chill behind his back. "Damn it, you hypocrite, I knew you guys were in cahoots..."

  High-intensity training continues, and even higher-intensity punishment is also ongoing. New recruits are trained for three months. Even someone as patient as Yang Jian feels like he's about to collapse...

  Gradually, from the anger of the first month. The despair of the second month, until the numbness of the third month! Being beaten, being beaten for doing something slightly wrong, being beaten senselessly.

  No visible wounds, no scars left behind. The old soldiers' methods of beating people are truly an art form. And the tools they use are extremely versatile: engineer shovels, armed belts, military boots, gun stocks, and individual folding chairs. In comparison, doing 200 push-ups, running 400 meters with a load, and 5 kilometers of loaded rapid marching drills, these basic physical punishments already seem quite relaxing...

  Every day's life is a bit monotonous, from getting up in the morning, it's just endless beatings and corporal punishment... then it's corporal punishment and beatings again...

  What's even more unbearable is the emergency assembly whistle that sounds from time to time at night... Get up, gather and urinate collectively, disperse. Gather again in an emergency, gather and urinate collectively again, disperse... Under this inhumane torture, Ye Yangjian can even fall asleep at night in a state of false sleep.

  It's not that they haven't run away before, most of them are spoiled city kids, the only child born after 1980, the only seed in their family, who can endure such torture?

  The captured deserters suffered inhumane treatment. In addition to being beaten half to death, they were also given a disciplinary warning and placed under detention... for thirty days!

  Those who have never been in a closed room can never feel the horror of being locked up. In a 4-square-meter pitch-black small room, there is not a single ray of light. Darkness, endless darkness. The moment the iron door closes, it means that the colorful world and noise outside are gone from you.