A God-like Name...
A Weird Name.
After Yang Feng took the train for nearly an hour, he got off the train and took a truck.
They had to make two or three trips back and forth before they slowly arrived at the military camp.
At the entrance of the military camp, there was a banner with the words " Welcome new comrade " written on it.
On both sides of the entrance of the military camp, there were two banners on the left and right sides, respectively, strengthening the modern construction of the army. Consolidating the party's ruling foundation.
There were people standing guard on the left and right respectively. They held steel spears and stood guard majestically and solemnly.
One after another, military vehicles slowly entered the gate of the military camp. It was a sacred military camp, a place that every young man dreamed of.
The military camp was sacred and dignified. The military camp could reflect the temperament of a soldier.
Chen Xiwa, Yang Feng, and Zhuang Yan were sitting in the same truck again. Chen Xiwa was very excited. She looked especially excited, no different from a country bumpkin.
Zhuang Yan and Yang Feng closed their eyes to rest and pretended not to know Chen Xiwa. It was too embarrassing.
"Zhuang Yan, don't sleep. We're here, get out of the car.”Zhuang Yan, who was still sleeping, immediately woke him up.
Zhuang Yan woke up from his deep sleep and felt dizzy.
Soon, someone called for a taxi and shouted,"Get out of the car, get out of the car."
Yang Feng guessed that it should be an officer. It must be Zheng Sanpao calling for a car. The voice was especially familiar.
Only Zheng Sanpao's voice was particularly loud and distinctive.
After Yang Feng and the others got off the car, all the people who joined the army gathered in an open space on the field, including Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa.
Yang Feng stood straight, his body upright, his head raised and chest puffed out. He stood as straight as a steel spear, not moving at all. At this moment, Yang Feng stood like a pine tree, sat like a bell, and walked like the wind.
On the other hand, the others were sloppy and sloppy. They were like a group of gossiping women who had been traveling in the military camp.
The officer standing in front of them looked at Yang Feng's figure with admiration and satisfaction.
Yang Feng formed a contrast with these people.
They looked around and only Yang Feng did the best. They had nothing to say to the others. They didn't know what words to use to express themselves.
Yang Feng received a notification in his mind. It was a mechanical electronic notification from the God of War System.
Ding-dong. Congratulations, master, for becoming a real soldier and a qualified recruit. You have completed the mission issued by the God of War System. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 System Gold Coins.”
Ever since Yang Feng transmigrated, he had only received a relatively satisfactory reward. Yang Feng exited the God of War System with satisfaction.
"Attention, at ease."
An officer looked at the messy recruits and shouted in dissatisfaction.
As soon as the officer finished speaking, the recruits stopped whispering and listened quietly to the officer's lecture.
"Recruit comrades, I am your platoon leader, Luo Zhan! Everyone, quiet down. We will now begin to select soldiers. The soldier whose name is called will answer! Then, go to the right and report to your class monitor. Do you understand?"
Luo Zhan was somewhat dissatisfied with these recruits, as they didn't meet his standards.
"Understood!" All the recruits answered sparsely and weakly.
"Didn't you guys eat? Speak louder to me."
Zheng Sanpao couldn't stand it anymore.
"Understood!"
All the recruits didn't want to be looked down upon by Zheng Sanpao, so they used all their strength and shouted with all their might.
Zheng Sanpao was a little satisfied after listening to it. This was the character of a man and the taste of a soldier.
A man should have a man's wildness and not be like a woman.
This was Zheng Sanpao's definition of himself, and also his requirement for himself.
"First Squad Leader, you will start the selection.”
Luo Zhan shouted Zheng Sanpao's name. Luo Zhan wanted to start choosing soldiers from Zheng Sanpao, so Luo Zhan first gave Zheng Sanpao priority.
"Yes, sir!"
Zheng Sanpao responded loudly and saluted.
Zheng Sanpao took a folder from the officer. Zheng Sanpao looked at the information on it. It was basically the information of the recruits.
"Yang Feng!"
"Here!"
"Zhuang Yan!"
"Here!"
"Chen Xiwa!"
"Here!"
"Zhen Shuai!"
"Here!"
"Hao Shuai!"
"Here!"
"Du Ziteng?"
"Here!"
"Wei Shengjin?"
"Here!"
"Zhu Yiqun?"
"Here!"
"Ji Congliang!"
"Here!"
"Dai Naizhao?"
"Here!"
Zheng Sanpao shouted out each name that was weirder than the last. The corners of his mouth kept twitching. Just thinking about it made him drunk. He felt too speechless.
Some of the recruits couldn't help but laugh. They felt that those people's names were too strange.
This was the first time Yang Feng had heard of it, and he almost couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Feng felt that his name was very normal.
"Quiet, what are you laughing at? What was so funny? Who's smiling? Run 30 laps on the field.”
Luo Zhan couldn't help but berate. Luo Zhan couldn't stand people without compassion the most, and even teased his comrades.
Yang Feng's forehead was filled with black lines. It was as if a crow was flying over his head, cawing, and his heart was trampled to death by the f * ck.
A sanitary pad? Stomachache? A bunch of pigs? Chicken from good, milk?
The names were really weird. Zhuang Yan could not understand them either. The fathers of these comrades were too weird.
It was a god-like name. Just thinking about it made him drunk.
It was really hard on Ting's comrades. Their willpower was too strong and they were able to survive tenaciously. They were not afraid of being laughed at.
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