Chapter 13: The Class Monitor's Strictness Towards Me

  Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao poured several basins of feces under the single bar in the equipment room.

  I felt a bit helpless, gritted my teeth and jumped up, grasping tightly with both hands. I didn't dare to look down, closed my eyes tightly, and clenched my teeth firmly.

  I hum a song in my heart, this way I can feel the time passing quickly, one song is over 3 minutes long, as long as I hum three songs silently in my heart, it will soon be 10 minutes.

  Talk is cheap.

  I silently sing military songs in my heart...

  I didn't dare open my eyes to look at the class monitor and them.

  That day was the day when I felt time passed the slowest.

  It wasn't until later that Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao told me that I had persisted for over 20 minutes that day.

  It turns out that people can really break through their limits.

  That day, when I was doing pull-ups, Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao were standing beside me watching the class leader timing.

  It's already been over 10 minutes, but the class monitor deliberately says there is still 1 minute left.

  There are 50 seconds left.

  It always feels like those minutes can't be counted.

  When the monitor thought I had exceeded the limit, he immediately let Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao lift me down.

  After the muddy water on the ground was withdrawn, I lay in the sand pit of the equipment field, as if the stars in my eyes were spinning.

  I knew my face must have turned pale.

  My hands were already unable to exert any strength, I looked at the palms of my hands and was stunned. After hanging on the horizontal bar for 20 minutes, all the calluses on my hands had fallen off and there was a big patch of blood red on my hand.

  I didn't feel pain just now, but suddenly I feel a sharp pain.

  Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao both got goosebumps after watching it.

  The class monitor walked over, took a look at my hands and said calmly to me: "It's okay, after the skin on your hands heals, you'll be even more energetic."

  I nodded silently.

  "Hu Xingwei, Zheng Hao, you two take Xiao Bin to the infirmary and have his hand disinfected by a military doctor."

  The class monitor had Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao take me to the infirmary, one on either side of me.

  When the military doctor poured disinfectant onto my palms, I gritted my teeth in pain.

  Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao pressed me tightly, not letting me struggle.

  I clenched my teeth and held back, not letting out a pig-like scream.

  At dinner time, we gathered at the entrance of the dining hall.

  Suddenly, after finishing the military song before dinner, the company commander unexpectedly praised me in front of everyone.

  It moved me to tears.

  Lian Chang stood in front of the team and said: "Comrades, before dinner, I want to commend a new comrade."

  Lian Chang paused for a moment and continued: "Today, this new comrade trained extremely hard. In the equipment area, he hung from the bar with both hands for over 20 minutes, and the skin on his palms peeled off in one layer. A soldier must have the endurance to withstand such hardship."

  Lian Chang finished speaking and called me to the front of the team, letting me spread out my hands for everyone to see.

  I proudly hold up my hands, which are already stained with red ink.

  After everyone applauded for me, we all went into the dining hall to eat.

  When Commander Lian shouted "dinner is served", after we sat down, I started to feel embarrassed.

  Hands holding the spoon, kept trembling, even a sip of soup was difficult to drink, obviously almost reached the mouth, but the hand holding the spoon kept trembling, shaking and shaking, the soup in the spoon spilled out.

  Not to mention the dishes, they were shaking and fell on the table.

  Hu Xingwei and Zheng Hao couldn't bear it anymore, they did something that touched me deeply.

  One of them used my chopsticks to feed me, and the other one used a spoon to feed me soup. Although it wasn't my sister feeding me personally, this moment still touched me deeply. Maybe this is what camaraderie feels like.

  I originally thought that my hands were like this, the class leader should let me rest for a few days, but unexpectedly, on the second day of training, the class leader actually had me take two coach hand grenades to the back mountain of the regiment alone.

  The class monitor held a handsaw in his hand and came to the back mountain. He chose a big tree that was thicker than my waist.

  The monitor said to me while sawing: "Xiao Bin, are you very angry with the monitor in your heart now? Do you feel that the monitor is targeting you everywhere?"

  I replied softly to the class monitor.

  The class leader didn't say a word and continued to lean against the big tree. I never understood why the class leader leaned against this big tree.

  After the big tree was cut down, the class leader found a place to sit and called me over to sit beside him.

  "Xiao Bin, the reason why the class leader is treating you this way is that he has ulterior motives. The class leader will be leaving our beloved unit after serving for three years."

  "Why?" I immediately expressed the doubts in my mind.

  The class monitor pulled out a pack of low-grade cigarettes from his pocket and handed me one.

  I took it with great excitement, and unexpectedly the class leader gave me a chance to smoke at this time. Excitement, too much excitement. I almost forgot the taste of cigarettes.

  After lighting up, the squad leader took a sip and continued to say to me: "The squad leader is now an upper soldier, and three years later, our age will be reached. Our ordinary combat troops can't make it to the military sergeant. Today, the squad leader talks to you about your heart. In the future, the squad leader's strictness with you, I hope you won't blame me."

  I puffed on my cigarette and nodded vigorously.

  The monitor said to me with a cigarette at this time. At this time, I was a little puzzled. From the time I joined the army to now, it was my first time to see the monitor smoking.

  "Xiao Bin, after finishing new recruit training, did you think of coming to our class?"

  I nodded.

  "The class monitor continued: 'Are you afraid of hardship? If you follow me, I will be even stricter with you.'"

  I shook my head and replied immediately: "Don't worry, class leader, just come on over..."

  The class monitor smiled happily after hearing what I said.

  Many years later, I still remember the smile of our class leader before he sacrificed... If there was no class leader... there would be no me, Xiao Bin. Later on, I found out that the class leader had discovered my good qualities and wanted to cultivate me to take his place because in two years he would have served for 12 years and would have to retire.

  Class monitor Zhao ZhiJie threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it to extinguish it, then suddenly turned back into the strict class monitor he was before.

  I finally understand why the class monitor cut down this tree too.

  The class monitor deliberately cut down the tree and left a stump.

  "Use a grenade launcher repeatedly against this tree stump."

  The class monitor sternly said to me.

  The class leader said that this training method is to hold the coach's hand grenade and hit it against the tree stump with force, until the tree stump is crushed into a dense pit.

  It's easy to say, but it's not easy at all. Without putting in a lot of hard work, it's really difficult. From that day on, my training volume was also more than that of my comrades-in-arms. In addition to getting up at 5 o'clock every morning for a round of weighted five-kilometer run, I also had to take the coach alone to the back mountain and hit the tree stump for half an hour.

  Before the team's organizational assessment, I also trained hard every day under the training plan arranged by the class leader to practice my hand strength.

  I know the class monitor is doing this for my own good.

  One day, I sneaked onto the electronic scale in the kitchen and weighed myself.

  I originally weighed 121 pounds, but after a month of training, I've become 129 pounds, a full 9 pounds heavier.

  In front of the military uniform mirror, I found that I seemed to have changed from before enlistment. I touched the flesh on my body and also found it more solid.

  The monitor deliberately didn't let me throw hand grenades during this period, and I could only know the effect of my half-month's grenade training when we were assessed at the regiment.

  I'm also looking forward to the assessment of our new recruit regiment organized by the team... I even want to sneak into the training ground alone to try how many meters I can throw now.