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

Chapter 60 Tug of War (Part )

As soon as the instructor's words came out, the recruits below were suddenly in an uproar.

mobile phone!

They haven't had their cell phones for a whole month! The only way they can get news from the outside world is through the half-hour news they watch every evening.

If we don’t give them mobile phones, they will feel like they are being cut off from information and become savages!
However, all the recruits were so focused on distributing mobile phones that no one understood the prerequisites for receiving the phones.

That is the class that won the tug-of-war competition.

"Look, Old Xue! I was right, wasn't I? If the squad leader takes us to the supermarket tomorrow, I'll treat you."

Ji Baichang patted his chest.

"alright."

Xue Daochao surprisingly did not argue with Ji Baichang again, but nodded rarely.

"No, didn't the instructor just say that only the class that wins the tug-of-war competition can get a cell phone?"

Ji Baichang suddenly reacted and asked Xue Daochao.

"Yes, that's what the instructor said."

Before Xue Daochao finished speaking, Ji Baichang suddenly burst into laughter crazily:

“Steady!”

“All are hot!!!”

"Tug of war! I'm putting it this way, except for our class, all other classes are garbage!"

Ji Baichang's voice was quite loud, and even the old soldier sitting at the back could hear him.

The other recruits beside him immediately glared at him, as if they wanted to see who was the ungrateful person saying such shameless words.

After a full month of training, the new recruits in each class realized one thing, that is, they are a collective together with the class.

In other words, with a sense of collective honor, we all prosper together and suffer together.

Isn't Ji Baichang's words just now a naked provocation to them? !

And it was a provocation to all the other nine classes in the entire company!

mad!
How can you be so arrogant!
Why should he?

Is it just because there is someone named Lu Qing.Long in their class?
They were stunned. All the recruits who thought of this level were stunned.

No, is this competition fair?
How to play tug-of-war when there’s the Hulk on the other side!
"Hehehe! Qinglong, I feel like you don't even need the rest of us. You can take down an entire class by yourself!"

Ji Baichang turned his head and said to Lu Qinglong happily.

"Eh? This isn't good."

Lu Qinglong shook his head, causing Ji Baichang's heart to stagnate.

No way? Did the squad leader tell Lu Qinglong not to join the battle?
That won't work, I can't do it at all! The other people in the class are so skinny, they will definitely lose!

Thinking of this, Ji Baichang became a little anxious.

"After all, this is a competition between classes. If I go alone, it will be too much of a blow to them."

"So I need you to join me. I'll just cover for you at the end."

After hearing the second half of Lu Qinglong's words, Ji Baichang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was shocked, thinking that Lu Qinglong would not participate and only let them participate. If Lu Qinglong participates, that's good. In tomorrow's tug-of-war competition, they won't lose at all!
Even if the instructor showed a movie to the recruits, they still couldn't get excited. Their minds were full of thoughts about the tug-of-war competition that would be held tomorrow.

The next morning, because it was a holiday, the attendant blew the wake-up whistle half an hour late.

Class monitor Chen Ting also gave the three of them a rare day off today, so they didn't have to practice special subjects in the morning.

After finishing breakfast, everyone waited quietly in the classroom. The duty officer and several veterans had already set up the venue for the tug-of-war competition in the open space in front of the company gate.

"Brother Long! The tug-of-war is depending on you, Brother Long!"

"With you here, wouldn't it be easy for the other classes to crush them?"

The other recruits in the class gathered around Lu Qinglong, talking at once.

After a month of getting along, they also found that Lu Qinglong didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as he looked.

On the contrary, he is a very righteous and kind person.

From then on, the recruits from other classes would avoid the recruits from Class 1.

After all, no one wants to be like a new recruit.
"Okay, okay, I'll cover for you and make sure you don't lose."

"I'm sure you guys will feel involved, so come on, and just pull hard when the time comes."

Lu Qinglong waved his hand.

He likes the military environment more and more. As long as he has the ability, even his comrades around him will treat him very well.

And there would be no one in the army who would look at him with tinted glasses.

"Hey~"

"Everyone in the company, gather in front of the building and prepare for the tug-of-war game!"

The voice of the duty officer came from downstairs, and all the recruits, wearing physical training uniforms, lined up in an orderly manner and walked downstairs.

During the one month in the recruit company, they were basically marching in formation and were no longer the young boys who had just entered the barracks.

At least in terms of marching in formation, he is already a real soldier.

After standing in front of the building, I realized that it seemed that on the entire tug-of-war competition field, not only were there veterans from several companies present, but even veterans from the second, third, and fourth companies next door had gathered there. Judging from their postures, they seemed ready to watch the fun.

"In the tug-of-war competition, the classes will draw lots to compete."

"Of course, considering the special characteristics of some classes, which only have eight members, all classes will only send eight players to participate in the competition."

"Okay, come over to my side and draw lots."

The instructor pushed his glasses and took out a bamboo tube with ten bamboo sticks in it.

These bamboo sticks are drawn by the class monitors of each class.

The bamboo stick that Chen Ting drew had a "一" on it.
It means he is in a group.

"Squad Leader Chen Ting, I also drew a 'one'."

The monitor of Class 8 took out the bamboo stick, and the smile on his face had disappeared.

What the hell is this? It's only the first round, and we're already facing their class. This means we're going to be eliminated right from the start!

"Captain, I have an idea!"

A new recruit from Class 8 suddenly reported in the queue.

(End of this chapter)