Red-Headed Transfer Order, Head to the Blue Army Base! Kneel and tip!
In the dormitory.
Fang Ping packed his luggage alone.
He was full of resentment towards the mastermind who had transferred him away.
"F * ck, is there something wrong with the head of the Blue Army? I'm just a cook. Is there a need to make such a big fuss?”
Military reform, a new army, a new concept.
He could understand.
But the problem was that he was just a kitchen soldier.
Why did he invite him over!
How could he expect a newbie like him to cook four dishes and one soup?
He was convinced.
"Forget it, those who should leave still have to leave. Goodbye, my comrades!”
Fang Ping gazed at the empty bed in the dormitory, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.
After packing his things, he turned around and left the dormitory that he had lived in for more than a month without looking back. He boarded the military vehicle and rushed to the Blue Army's station.
He didn't know if he would be able to see the two soldiers who peeled potatoes for him again.
The main thing was that Fang Ping was not sure if his system's military merits were related to those two people.
This was the true thought in his heart.
Fang Ping did not know yet.
The reason why he was transferred to the Blue Team was because of the veteran's idea.
After half an hour of travel.
Fang Ping finally arrived at a brand new camp.
After passing through the camp, the military vehicle stopped in front of a new cafeteria.
A strange middle-aged man greeted him.
"You're Fang Ping?"
The squad leader of the Blue Army's special forces looked at Fang Ping suspiciously.
In fact, the Blues did not want all the newcomers.
For special talents like the special forces and the kitchen soldiers, the more experience they had, the better.
"Reporting to the leader, this is Fang Ping!"
"Follow me!"
The class monitor did not even look at Fang Ping. He turned around and walked toward the cafeteria behind him.
What right did a relationship soldier have to be received by him, the class monitor?
Seeing that the Blue Army had a future, they wanted to squeeze in. How shameless.
Fang Ping looked at the class monitor, who had a dark expression on his face, and felt a little baffled.
How did she offend him?
Hiding this thought in his heart, Fang Ping followed the new leader into the canteen.
This was the first time they met, and he was already giving her face.
Following the class monitor, Fang Ping passed through the cafeteria and arrived at the kitchen.
It was the same as the original company.
The only difference was that the food here seemed to be much better.
After all, it was the special forces, so it was understandable.
"Hello, class monitor!"
"Hello, class monitor!"
"Okay, alright. You guys continue with your work. Xiao Niu, come over for a moment.”
After arriving at the kitchen.
Fang Ping saw many people greeting this leader and calling him class monitor.
So this person was the class monitor!
After confirming that the man in front of him was his future leader, Fang Ping was even more confused.
He recalled the first time they met outside the cafeteria.
This old man's nose was not his nose, and his face was not his face.
She felt like she had something against him.
"Class monitor, you called me!"
At this moment, a deep voice rang out, interrupting Fang Ping's thoughts.
He raised his head, and his eyes widened.
Huo, good fellow.
This head was at least two meters long.
"Mm, this is Fang Ping. He'll be your colleague from now on. After dinner, bring him around to familiarize himself with the environment!”
"Oh, class monitor, I got it!"
The calf replied in a muffled voice.
He gave Fang Ping a simple and honest smile.
Fang Ping returned the smile.
This kid was interesting.
"Alright, that's it. It's almost noon. Fang Ping, go and prepare that pot of fish. We'll need it later!”
The class monitor randomly assigned Fang Ping a task and left in a hurry.
Only Fang Ping and Er Xiaoniu were left standing on the spot, looking at each other.
"My name is Li Niuniu, the chef here!”
Li Niuniu was the first to extend his hand and introduce himself.
Awesome!
This name was a little kawaii.
Fang Ping was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses.
"My name is Fang Ping!"
In his previous life, he had heard of all the weird names in the army. Compared to those, Li Niuniu's name was really nothing.
The two of them shook hands tightly.
The brief introduction ended.
Following that, Fang Ping followed the new class monitor's instructions and finished processing the large basin of live fish.
It was still the same as usual.
After helping the soldiers get food.
It was Fang Ping and the others 'turn to eat.
However, before dinner.
"Beep beep!"
A sharp whistle sounded in the kitchen.
Everyone was alarmed.
Fang Ping raised his head.
He noticed that his colleagues in the kitchen immediately gathered.
He ran out of the kitchen.
"Come over quickly, Fang Ping. We're about to start training!”
Li Niuniu anxiously pulled Fang Ping, who was still confused about the situation, and rushed out as well.
"Training? What training?"
Fang Ping asked blankly.
At this moment.
He could clearly see it.
In the empty space in front of the cafeteria.
The cooks lined up neatly in a row.
In front of them was Fang Ping's new class monitor.
As Fang Ping had yet to adapt to the new environment, he was the last to arrive. Even Li Niuniu was lagging behind.
"What are you two doing? Didn't you hear the whistle? Are you deaf?”
The new class monitor frowned hard. He strode up to Fang Ping and shouted at him.
Forget about using the back door.
And disobedient.
He was simply useless.
"Reporting to the class monitor, I'm new here and don't know the habits of our cooking class. Moreover, there's no precedent for this in the cooking class.”
Fang Ping stood straight and shouted.
They were in the kitchen.
If you went outside and blew the whistle, who would know who you were calling?
It was as if he had a serious illness.
With a swoosh.
The new class monitor's face darkened.
He gritted his teeth and glared at Fang Ping. His forehead was almost pressed together as he roared.
"Are you questioning my decision?"
Fang Ping was speechless.
Well, this class monitor probably had his brain damaged from training.
"All members, turn right. The target is the field. Fifty laps. You can only eat after fifty laps!”
The new class monitor roared.
After reprimanding Fang Ping, he returned to his original position.
His voice was so deafening that it almost echoed through the entire cafeteria.
The special forces members who were about to go back to rest were all surprised.
"Fifty laps, damn, why do I feel like this cook is more like a special forces team than us!”
" Awesome! Awesome! That's awesome!"
"Don't worry about it. When the exploration team is just established, everyone has to train hard. Look at how hard the cook's team is working.”
…………
"Swoosh!"
The moment the new class monitor finished speaking.
The soldiers of the kitchen squad turned to the right in unison.
It was so neat that it looked like it had been rehearsed beforehand.
Seeing this, the new class monitor's eyes flashed with a trace of satisfaction.
But in the next second.
When he noticed the figure in the team who was standing motionless like a wooden stake, he was shocked.
All of a sudden.
A nameless anger burned in his heart.
"Fang Ping, it's you again. Why aren't you turning? Didn't you hear my order to turn right?”
As the new class monitor spoke, he strode toward Fang Ping again.
Fang Ping did not reply. He stood there silently.
On the side, Li Erniu looked at Fang Ping, who was standing motionlessly in front of him.
He immediately became anxious.
"Fang Ping, turn quickly. Can't you see the class monitor is coming?”
He reached out and tugged at Fang Ping's sleeve, saying anxiously.
He didn't expect his new colleague to be so stubborn.
He questioned the class monitor's decision twice in a row.
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