He is two meters and five centimeters tall. Who made him a soldier?

Chapter 52: -year-old socially anxious boy
There was a hint of confusion in Chen Ting's eyes, as if he had heard someone asking why the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

"It's what the instructor just said. Didn't he say that if someone comes in through the relationship with the armed forces and fails the physical examination tomorrow, he will be discharged?"

"Squad leader, I got in through connections, how can I avoid being discharged?"

Lu Qinglong thought that Chen Ting didn't hear clearly, so he emphasized it again.

His voice was not loud, but because the class was very quiet, all the recruits' eyes were immediately focused on Lu Qinglong.

"Your situation."

"Never mind. The instructor was talking about those recruits with visual impairments who were forced in through connections."

"Because there will be subjects like target shooting later on. If you can't even see the target, how can you shoot and serve as a soldier?"

"It is very common to retire those people. I don't know how many people are retired every year because of these things."

"But you are obviously different. You have no visual impairment, right?"

Chen Ting explained to Lu Qinglong patiently.

"Squad leader, I am not very sighted, and I am even a little farsighted."

Lu Qinglong shook his head.

In terms of vision, his vision is no different from that of ordinary people at close range, but when he looks into the distance, it is as if he is wearing a telescope and he can see much farther than ordinary people.

"Then there will be no problem with this physical examination for you. Just go for the physical examination tomorrow."

"Also, don't say you got in through connections anymore. If you treat our 82nd Army as your backyard, no one will refute it. Got it?"

After listening to Chen Ting's words, Lu Qinglong nodded thoughtfully.

Although he didn't quite understand what the second half of Chen Ting's sentence meant, he knew that at least he didn't have to worry about failing tomorrow's physical examination.

"Alright, you guys should do three hundred each, and then go to bed early."

Chen Ting waved his hand to get the new recruits in the class to move, while he used his mobile phone to video chat with his wife and children at home.

"Qinglong, shall we take a shower together later?"

After Ji Baichang finished the three hundreds, he couldn't wait to come to Lu Qinglong and asked.

He had heard everything squad leader Chen Ting had said just now. Since Lu Qinglong would be fine, that was the best thing.

But what does it mean to treat the entire army as a back garden?
Forget it. He was too lazy to think about anything else. The most urgent thing was to go to the bathroom and take a shower happily.

He discovered that as long as he followed Lu Qinglong, the other recruits would honestly make room for them and keep their distance.

The washroom is often the place with the most people, so you just need to follow Lu Qinglong, and you can take a bath happily among a bunch of men!

"Well, I'll do another 500 squats and then I'll go. Just wait for me. It'll only take five minutes."

Lu Qinglong nodded, adjusted the 300-kilogram backpack on his back, and squatted up and down at an extremely fast speed.

Without any pause, four minutes later, Lu Qinglong, whose breathing was a little rapid, took off his backpack, picked up the yellow washbasin and followed Ji Baichang to the bathroom.

"Qinglong, is your knee made of iron? Or is it made of some adamantium alloy? Can it bear your weight and complete so many exercises?"

Ji Baichang shook his head and couldn't help asking on his way to the bathroom.

He felt that Lu Qinglong was too abstract. Every morning, the other recruits ran three kilometers without any weight, but he had to run three kilometers with a load of 300 kilograms!
Adding his own weight, the total is six hundred kilograms!
Every time his two big feet stepped on the grass, he could feel the grass sink a little.

Sometimes he wondered if he was dreaming, or if he had traveled to the Warhammer 40k game!
"I don't know, but my knees have never hurt. Isn't adamantium something that only exists in movies?"

Lu Qinglong shook his head, not knowing whether he and Ji Baichang were not on the same wavelength or he had watched too few movies and TV series.

"It's an adjective, it's a metaphor!" "Forget it, forget it. I'll explain it to you later. Do you rarely socialize with people your own age?"

Ji Baichang was just joking, but he didn't expect Lu Qinglong to actually nod:
"Yes, from childhood to adulthood, apart from chatting with a little sister next door, other people of my age would run away when they saw me, not to mention socializing."

“This may be what is called social phobia on the Internet now.”

Listening to Lu Qinglong's serious words, Ji Baichang almost slipped and fell to the ground.

God damn social terror!

An 18-year-old boy with social anxiety brings fear to society, right? !

The two came to the washroom, and just as Ji Baichang had thought, it was crowded.

However, with Lu Qinglong leading the way, the newly-washed recruits soon made way for the two of them.

"Ji Baichang."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Hearing Lu Qinglong calling his name, Ji Baichang subconsciously turned around and asked.

"You don't quite match your name."

There was confusion in Lu Qinglong's eyes. This was not even half of what he thought.

Ji Baichang: . . .

"Lü Qinglong, you are just like Xue Daochao, a lowly man."

The next morning, at five o'clock again, Chen Ting woke up the new recruits in the class to fold their quilts, and brought Lu Qinglong, Ji Baichang and Xue Daochao to the grove at the back of the mountain.

"Class monitor! What are we going to learn today!"

Ji Baichang had just finished warming up and immediately asked impatiently.

He now looks forward to the extra training in the morning every day.

The more he learned, the more he felt that their squad leader Chen Ting had the real stuff!

"I won't teach you anything else today. You should first consolidate what I taught you yesterday. I will start teaching you the next subject when you are proficient in it."

"Lü Qinglong, go practice marching in the jungle. Remember to practice until you can step on the ground without making any noise."

"Ji Baichang, Xue Daochao, you two spend the first half hour practicing horse stance and leg skills, and the second half hour mastering the two forms of standing shooting, as well as kneeling and prone shooting."

Chen Ting was naturally aware of the principle that one cannot chew too much.

At this time, you cannot just keep teaching. Wait until they have learned thoroughly before starting the next subject.

Judging from the situation of these three people, they should be able to master the most basic shooting skills within a week. After that, they can be taught other things, such as hiding in the jungle and finding the best shooting point.

"Okay monitor."

The three of them nodded and practiced at their own pace.

"No running this morning, just practice formation."

"Because we have a physical examination in the morning, we won't be serving breakfast today. Everyone, don't drink the water!"

The attendant standing in front of the queue explained one by one the precautions to take before the physical examination.

(End of this chapter)