In the afternoon, more and more people arrived at the training base one after another.

However, the last roommate in Room 316 did not arrive late until after nine o'clock in the evening.

Tang Wei is a surgeon who was busy completing today's surgery, so he rushed to the capital in a hurry, and almost wasted time.

Li Bai, Sun Nanzheng and Ximen Dong still expressed a warm welcome.

Of course, Dr. Tang is not the latest one, and there are comrades from remote areas. Due to inconvenient transportation, it takes one or two days to get to the airport, and even the early morning of the next day to arrive at the training base.

Dinner at the training base ends at 8 o'clock, and the late-night snacks in the cafeteria will not start until 11 o'clock.

Although Tang Wei missed the meal, others enthusiastically provided their own reserve grain.

When you go out, stock up on food and show off less.

Expert Sun's barrel instant noodles, reporter Ximen's compressed biscuits, and Li Bai's yak jerky made this new roommate feel the collective warmth-

As the night passed, the sky gradually became brighter.

A long trumpet sound came from outside the window.

Li Bai, who was sleeping in the upper bunk, was like sleepwalking, lifting the quilt and turning over silently to the ground.

Put on training uniforms and wear yourself quickly.

When he came back to his senses in a daze, he found that he had completed the operation of getting up like a conditioned reflex, and even the quilt on the bed was folded clearly, just like the magical restoration when he first reported, and it was not bad at all.

"Ah! Dr. Li, you're awake!"

The lower bunk is Ximen reporter. He slept lightly and woke up as soon as there was movement.

There was only a blur before my eyes, and I saw Li Bai wearing a camouflage training uniform, his movements were incredibly fast.

"Hmm? What the hell?"

Li Bai listened with his ears and then suddenly realized.

It's the wakeup number, I'm a conditioned reflex.

Growing up in the military camp since childhood, the sound of the military horn has long been imprinted into the bones. Getting up and putting on clothes and folding quilts is a complete memory of muscles. Before even the brain can move, the body has already completed it first.

Veterans who have been in the special forces brigade for three years often practice this kind of waking up, not to mention Li Xiaobai, who has been eating a large army stove for more than ten years and getting up by listening to the military horn.

After so many years, when he heard the sound of a bugle again in his dream, the memories lurking in his body revived again.

"What sound?"

Last night, Sun Zhengnan, a web writer who was full of hands and farming expert, was awakened by the noise outside the window. He stretched out his waist in dissatisfaction and yawned a long time, trying to compete with the sound of the military horn.

Li Bai reminded: "Hurry up!"

"Wait number? Alas! This is to get us up!"

Ximen Dong woke up all of a sudden.

"What time is it? I'll go, at half past six, what's the name? Let me sleep first, and then call me for lunch at eleven."

During the day, Sun Nan, who was sucking in the liver at night, shrank into the quilt again. The quilt was a little thin and frozen him all night. At this moment, he was about to take advantage of the warm quilt that had finally accumulated enough heat and continue to take advantage of the warm quilt that had finally accumulated enough heat to continue to take care of it.

"What are you sleeping? Get up quickly, haven't you read the base manual? Get up at half past six, breakfast only until half past seven, if you miss breakfast, don't even think about lunch. Do you really want to be hungry for a day? Get up quickly, get up quickly!"

Ximen reporter suddenly remembered the booklet I sent yesterday. The training base was semi-military management, allowing the moving training personnel to adapt to the pace of life of the peacekeeping troops as soon as possible.

It was definitely not good to continue sleeping as usual, so he quickly urged Sun Nanzheng, who had spelled him last night.

Of course, the two of them are not competing with the same content. The former is a diary and the latter is a novel, but they both use laptops to code.

"Ah? There is another one?"

Sun Nanzheng exclaimed and immediately felt the malice that the whole world was targeting him.

Although I couldn't bear to leave the bed, I still started to get up slowly.

"Hmm? Have you got up?"

Dr. Tang Wei, who had undergone surgery for one day yesterday and was late, was woken up by the voices of several people.

"Get up now! Maybe there will be morning exercises!"

As Ximen Dong said, he quickly lifted the quilt, sat up from the bed, started looking for socks, and prepared to get up.

After all, he is a professional journalist who is very serious about the details and does not miss a single point.

The sound of the warlock outside changed again.

"It's a gathering call!"

Li Bai immediately recognized it.

His bad old man likes to secretly blow this trumpet at two or three o'clock in the morning and detonate the entire military camp. After that, he stuffed the trumpet into the political commissar, and then successfully passed the blame and continued to sleep on his own.

Until today, the special forces soldiers are still holding a grudge against the "crawling" political commissar, who always blew the assembly call in the middle of the night to conduct raids, but they didn't know that the real culprit was the chief officer in the canteen who always smiled and added an extra spoon to them.

As he spoke, Li Bai's body began to act independently, opened the door, and trotted into the corridor.

Alas, this muscle memory is really deep-rooted-

Although the sky has not yet fully lit up, there is already a person on the playground, standing as straight as a javelin, motionless.

Jin Hong is a real active-duty soldier and also a training instructor for this class.

Before this, he had been in charge of more than a dozen training sessions and was very familiar with short-term training events.

There was a whistle and a running watch hanging around his neck, and a writing plywood under his arm. Instructor Jin glanced at the time on the running watch, and a hint of impatience appeared on his face.

"Forty-five seconds! Humph! It takes at least half an hour!"

In his opinion, the members participating in the training session are still a mob, and it is thankful that they can complete the assembly within half an hour.

During the previous training sessions, the gathering time was not uncommon.

Finally, let alone those who are late, they are still lying on the bed, and they can't even wake up.

Because they are not able to train and have to be eliminated, there are basically every session, with the largest number of sessions, with thirteen people. From the basic consciousness, there is no organizational discipline at all. It is completely a natural loose sand. Even if you throw it into the melting pot of the army, you can't think of it becoming steel, it's just slag.

What will happen if those who have wasted a chance to train the target after being returned to their original unit is basically irrelevant to Instructor Jin Hong, and I think there will be no good results.

When the time of the running watch was about to reach fifty-five seconds, a figure ran out of the complex building, and the speed was quite fast, and came directly to Jin Hong.

Fifty-nine seconds!

The war horn in the distance is still blowing.

It was a bit unexpected. Instructor Jin couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times and picked up the writing plywood under his arm.

"What's the name? Which war zone was from before?"

Although the personnel participating in the training camp have complex origins, they are best to be led by retired or reserve personnel, and are also the easiest to enter the state.

"Report! My name is Li Bai, I am a doctor, I have never been a soldier!"

Li Bai's voice was very loud, and he could hear it clearly in half of the military camp.

Lao Li did have the idea of ​​letting Xiaobaizi inherit his father's business, but for some reason, he finally gave up.

If you force it into the army, it will be a disaster for the army!

Not to mention an old comrade-in-arms, even an old leader would probably turn against him when he met such a little guy who was dragging his feet.

"Speak quietly! Don't be so excited."

Jin Hong's ears were buzzing, and he was caught off guard.

The movement was even bigger than the military horn, and the act of "I can't hear it!" and "I haven't had enough food?" was completely unhelpful.

Damn!

The efficiency of assembly, neat dress, standard standing posture, and a loud voice made him wonder if this kid had gone to the wrong place and should have gone to the army, rather than running here to participate in the so-called semi-military training camp that is not even considered a militia.

I haven't been a soldier before!

What a pity, maybe it is a military enthusiast?

As far as Jin Hong knows, some military literacy in the circle of military fans is quite good. Some amateur players can even play CQB tactics very professionally, and they are no less than professional anti-terrorism combatants.

With the population base of China, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, so it is not surprising that ordinary people have monsters.

In the base complex that integrates office, conference and accommodation, there are many people looking out from the windows.

The combat horns and the sounds on the playground alarmed many people.

When they saw clearly Instructor Jin and Li Bai in front of him, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Is this person a devil?
Chapter completed!