After six hours of military posture on the plateau, Ge Zhen was held down, and his entire back was dark red, as if he had been scalded by boiling water.

It wasn't until 5:50 p.m. that Zhang Xiaozhe came over.

"Disbanded."

When the order was given, Ge Zhen stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, first slowly moved his right foot, and then moved his left foot to leave the posture of the military.

After standing for so long, his legs were numb, and his whole spirit was almost sucked, but his eyes were brighter, and there was a touch of unruly fighting spirit in them.

"It's going to molt at night, but that's okay, when you can stand up in a military position, you'll shed at least six layers of skin." Zhang Xiaozhe said without any emotion: "When you shed six layers of skin, you can roll on the Gobi Desert shirtless." ”

"So the second squadron has thick skin?" Ge Zhen said with a smile.

"That's right, it's thicker than the bend of the wall. It's not thick, how to fall, how to fight? Gather at six o'clock to have dinner, and tidy up housekeeping after eating. ”

"Yes!"

“……”

After a little relief, Ge Zhen put on his clothes and walked into the dining hall.

Many people were watching him, the newcomer, and the whispers of chatter reached his ears.

"This is the soldier who escaped from the unit twice, how can he run to our squadron? It's a shame that you don't know the depth! ”

"This kind of soldier should be shot, what are you keeping for?"

"Trash, I've never seen such a soldier flee from the army."

"Such a soldier can't do anything for the rest of his life, and he can't even stand this little suffering."

"He's not going to bother our squadron, is he? If we run away from our second squadron, it will really affect us. ”

"Grass, I look down on deserters the most in my life!"

“……”

Contempt, all contempt.

It is really no secret that Ge Zhen escaped from the army twice in a row, and the attitude of the soldiers towards the deserters is surprisingly consistent.

Desertion is a great shame, and if there are deserters in one unit, the whole unit will have a feeling that they cannot raise their heads.

As far as the second squadron is concerned, there has never been a deserter, and a combat unit with a good style cannot be allowed to accept a deserter.

To put it more bluntly, the organization will educate and reform the deserters, but in the soldiers, the deserters will be beaten to death with a stick.

Shame on the whole group of warriors.

"Who made you sit here?" Two veterans walked over, their faces unkind.

"There's no one here." Ge Zhen said.

"Deserters are not qualified to sit here, get out!"

"Grass!" Ge Zhen stood up suddenly.

"Yo, the deserter is still reasonable? Hehe......"

Ge Zhen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and turned away to make way of the table.

Yes, he is a deserter, of course the deserter ignored it, but if he is asked to do it again, he will have to be a deserter!

"Stay away, there's no place for deserters here."

"Fuck off, blind?"

"A deserter has to be a deserter, understand?"

“……”

There were so many tables in the dining hall, there was no place for Ge Zhen, and everyone looked at him with disdain and rejected him with unreserved words.

This is normal, traitors will not be treated as people, deserters will not be treated as people, there is a difference between the two, but the degree of disgust is about the same.

There was no place to sit, so Ge Zhen walked over with a dinner plate to eat.

"Humph!"

The cook snorted coldly, his nose was raised to the sky, and he didn't even look at him.

"It's okay if there's no place for me to sit, I can stand, it's no big deal." Ge Zhen looked at the cook and said, "If you don't give me food, then no one will be able to eat well." I still have a military status, and as long as I have a military registration, the army will have to take care of my food! ”

"Nope!" The cook glared at Ge Zhen fiercely: "People like you still want to eat?" It's better to feed the pigs than to feed you! ”

"To give, or not to give?" Ge Zhen stared at the cook, his eyes bursting with a fierce murderous aura.

"You ......"

The cook subconsciously took half a step back, and a stream of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the sweat pores on his body exploded.

He dared to swear that he had never seen such terrible eyes, full of ferocity, savagery, viciousness, and indescribable blood, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find the entire squadron.

"What do you, you, what do you want to do? Yes? It's all people, it's the second squadron, it's not a place for you to go wild, you know? ”

Relying on the large number of people, the cook screamed fiercely, attracting everyone's attention, as if this was the only way to feel safe, otherwise he would be the target locked by Ge Zhen, and he would have to bite his throat in the next second.

"What are you crying wolf? Do your job well, a broken cook has a sense of superiority. No, I'll follow the training tomorrow and lose the fat on my body. ”

"Oh, yes, squad leader!" The cooks quickly nodded their heads and began to cook.

Holding a plate of food, Ge Zhen glanced inside through the window, just in front of the squad leader of the cooking class.

This is a pair of eyes full of cynicism, at this time he was sitting in the cooking class with Erlang's legs and knocking melon seeds, grinning after seeing Ge Zhen, stretching out his thumb and saying silently: Run twice, awesome!

Ge Zhen smiled, lying on the window with a plate and gobbling it up.

Seriously, his heart is full of grievances, but this grievance must be swallowed, the reason is very simple, he is a deserter, and it is reasonable that he will not be accepted.

I didn't think anything when I did it at the time, but now I really have to sharpen myself in the army, and I understand how despicable the word deserter is.

Nothing else has done wrong, and neither has he...... It's aggrieved!

After eating, Ge Zhen walked out of the dining hall and walked towards the place where the pigsty was.

Now I know a simple Wu Hao, thinking about chatting with each other, and then find out what the situation of the second squadron is.

Obviously, he wants to go his own way, and the second squadron is the first threshold, and if he can't cross this threshold, then he might as well go home and dig coal.

"Squad leader Zhao Qiang, my allowance for this month has long been gone, and I really can't buy you cigarettes......" Wu Hao said in a crying voice.

"Less TM nonsense, let you buy a cigarette and not give you money, you cry a fart?" Another named Zhao Qiang made an impatient voice.

"How can I buy it? You give me five dollars to buy Heilanzhou...... I really don't have any money, so I have some toothpaste and soap left over this month...... Squad Leader Zhao, is next month okay? ”

"Smack!"

The slap rang out.

"I said I didn't have any money just now, but now I say I have some left, are you playing with me? Can't help me buy a pack of cigarettes? Didn't Lao Tzu give you money? ”

"I, I, I ......"

“……”

Ge Zhen walked over and saw Wu Hao, who was about to cry with an aggrieved face, and a clear slap mark appeared on his dark and thin face.

"Smack!"

The crisp slap sounded again, and Ge Zhen slapped Zhao Qiang in the face without warning, crisply and without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Hao was stunned, Zhao Qiang was also stunned, and the two pairs of eyes fell on his face together.

……