"The cold wind blows, leaves fall, and the army is a green flower."

After the 10,000-meter endurance run, the "green flowers of the military" that entered the recruits' ears were like a stimulant, urging them to keep going.

"That old devil Chen, he's really inhuman! Serving green flowers to soldiers during training, what was he thinking?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, I feel like my lungs are on fire!"

At this stage, the 10,000-meter endurance run is not about speed, but about the recruits persevering. Even if it's just a brisk walk, you have to finish the 10,000 meters.

"Class monitor, do you think running 10,000 meters every day is really effective?"

The squad leader shook his head:

"I don't know, it's only the second day, where did they get this control data from? Stop buzzing in my ears!"

By the time the last recruit finished running 10,000 meters, it was already 10:30 a.m.

Chen Nian didn't give the new recruits much rest time. In his words, wasn't drill training just a form of rest?

"Instructor Chen, we have a new recruit in our class who can't sit up straight. Do you have any good methods for improving his posture?"

Drill training is a major challenge for new recruits, but in Chen Nian's eyes, nothing is more boring than this.

He wanted to go to the indoor training area to use the equipment himself, but Zhang Zheng held him back and wouldn't let him leave.

Chen Nian was not about to let a class monitor leave so easily; he had to find some fun for himself.

"Yes, class monitor, yes!"

"You're doing this..."

Chen Nian whispered something in the class monitor's ear.

"Instructor Chen, will this work?"

After hearing Chen Nian's method, the class monitor looked on with skepticism.

Chen Nian casually patted him on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. It might not be the most dignified thing, but in three days, his back will be stickier than a telephone pole!"

...

Half an hour later, the squad leader found two 3-meter-long wooden planks and nailed them together to form a cross.

The new recruit swallowed hard as he looked at the cross in his squad leader's hand.

"Class monitor, if you let me tie this on, I'll cosplay as a teru teru bozu doll right now!"

"Hey, silly boy, if you tie this on, you're Jesus, but if you try to cosplay a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll made of teru teru bozu), you'll look like a hanged ghost!"

"Listen to the squad leader, let's be Jesus. At least we're still Hong Xiuquan's brother!"

"If you say you're going to hang yourself, then our company commander will probably bombard you!"

The recruit's eyes were filled with tears:

"Squad leader, are we really going to tie him up?"

"Hey, do you think the squad leader would lie to you? This is Instructor Chen's idea. It's a bit embarrassing, but he said that in less than three days, your back will be straighter than a flagpole!"

"Class monitor!"

Amid the recruit's repeated pleas, the squad leader tied the cross to the recruit's back.

"Oh ho, God's second son!"

"Wow, what kind of photo is this? It's quite unique!"

"Everyone, come and laugh at him!"

"..."

three days?

In less than three hours, amidst the laughter of the new recruits at No. 1 Middle School, the backs that hadn't been straightened for twenty years completely collapsed.

But his back was straighter than a flagpole.

With this incident as a guarantee, Chen Nian's stomach was like the storehouse of the Tushita Palace. Whenever a new recruit sergeant encountered a problem he couldn't handle, he would ask Chen Nian for a prescription.

Dr. Chen accepted all patients without hesitation, and his prescriptions were effective and cured patients instantly!

Usually, within two hours, the problems that the new recruits had would disappear on their own.

However, there is one drawback: it's easy to get killed in a social accident.

For a moment, even the new recruit sergeant couldn't figure out whether the old prescription was working or whether the virus in the recruit's body had simply died off on its own.

In short, for several days in a row, the entire recruit drill training was progressing in a positive direction at a rapid pace.

...

"Ahem, ahem, today we're doing pull-ups!"

"This is the simplest thing. Just grab the pole, pull yourself up, and you're done!"

"If you can pull it a few more times, that would be great!"

"Specific instructions will not be elaborated here; each class monitor will be responsible for teaching them!"

"By the way, if there are any new recruits you can't pull, just send them to me. I have plenty of strength and resources!"

Chen Nian walked off the stage with a smile, his hands behind his back, humming a little tune he had made up, looking quite relaxed.

"Every day, every single day, I wake up in the morning feeling thirsty!"

"Hey you, brew me a pot of strong liquor!"

"Gao'er, Gao'er!"

Seeing that Chen Nian was indeed busy spending all his time on the training ground, Zhang Zheng transferred a serviceman to Chen Nian from the company headquarters.

"Hehe, Uncle Chen, what kind of tea would you like to drink today?"

Chen Nian has been idle these past few days, so he made himself a recliner and spends every day lying on it at the training ground, just like an old Beijing gentleman.

"Hehe, Little Zhang's here? How about some green tea today, it's a bit too hot for me!"

"Oh, and tell the cooks not to use too much oil in the stir-fries these next couple of days. This guy's practically starving!"

Zhang Zheng, his face dark, looked at Chen Nian, who was showing no politeness whatsoever, and kicked him.

"Good heavens, Old Zhang, you're drinking this first thing in the morning!"

Chen Nian sprang to his feet with a somersault, brushing the dust off his clothes as he grumbled at Zhang Zheng with obvious displeasure.

"I think you've gotten used to being treated like a king, making me make you tea!"

Chen Nian rolled his eyes:

"Didn't you agree to that yourself?"

"Alright, alright, Old Demon Chen won't hold a grudge against you. Just say what you have to say, or shut up. Old Demon Chen needs to bask in the sun to get some calcium!"

Now, Chen Nian is increasingly satisfied with his nickname "Old Devil Chen".

Zhang Zheng laughed upon hearing this:

"No, you ate nine eggs by yourself this morning, and you're telling me you're calcium deficient!"

"Come here, let me break your legs so I can see if you're calcium deficient!"

Chen Nian curled his lip:

"You're so uncultured! Eggs are for protein!"

"Alright, alright, get to the point!"

After the two joked around for a while, Zhang Zheng then said seriously:

"I've found out some things and I'd like to talk to you about them."

"About the grand martial arts competition?"

Zhang Zheng nodded, and Chen Nian also became much more serious. "Go on, I'm listening!"

"Many recruit companies, like ours, also have recruits who have enlisted twice. Although they may not be as extreme as you, there are still many outstanding ones."

"These recruits have clearly studied the competition documents. They didn't follow the recruit training syllabus and maintain a certain level of physical training every day. They spent more time on shooting and firearms handling!"

Zhang Zheng briefly explained the situation to Chen Nian, who immediately understood what was going on.

"You mean they haven't invested much time in the queue, and are even considering giving up?"

Zhang Zheng nodded.

"After so many days of training, you should have noticed that no matter how well a recruit trains in formation, he can't compare to the PLA Honor Guard!"

"Since we can't differentiate ourselves in the rankings, we might as well focus our efforts on other areas."

"Some companies focus on physical training, while others focus on firearms and shooting."

"So, what I wanted to talk to you about today is that we need to have a focus, otherwise, we'll be a jack of all trades and master of none!"

"Don't let it come to a real competition, where we don't show our faces but instead expose our backsides to everyone!"

Zhang Zheng's words make a lot of sense.

New recruits have limited energy and ability; you can't endlessly squeeze their rest time. If you want to excel in a certain area, you can only abandon some things and specialize in another.

Chen Nian pondered for a few seconds, then said decisively:

"If everyone does this, then the company will lose its unique character!"

"Why not do the opposite, take a risky approach, and if they do one thing, we'll do an average!"

"They excel at something, which is certainly impressive and gives them face in front of their superiors!"

"But what if we excel in every single aspect? Even if our top-tier abilities can't match theirs, but we achieve excellence in every area, don't you think that's even more awesome?"

Zhang Zheng fell into deep thought.

Chen Nian added from the side:

"In the military, after being assigned to a company, you can focus on certain aspects. But during these three months in basic training, whether for the sake of the competition or for the sake of the military, I believe that all the leaders want to see a team that excels in all areas!"

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