On Monday morning, when the wake-up call sounded in every dormitory of the West Point Military Academy, the students in Class 17, Grade 1, cursed the damn bugler, why the fucking trumpet wasn’t bad, and cursed Who the hell invented the reveille.
The students scolded them for getting dressed. They didn't want to sleep on Sunday night and didn't even think about it on Monday morning.
Anyway, everyone’s mouth is full of fragrance.
Five minutes later, Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen strode into the dormitory angrily, cursing loudly at the unlucky guy who fell asleep because he wanted to squint for another ten seconds, and banged the pointer on the bed. side.
"You stinky bitch, stick your big fucking ass in your pants, get out there and do what you gotta do!"
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen has been an instructor for many years, and has long been used to the fact that every morning students are late for morning exercises because they have gone to sleep.
In fact, every instructor at West Point Military Academy has long been accustomed to rushing into the cadet dormitories angrily every day, yelling about things like getting up, running circles outside, and doing push-ups.
Military academies are not middle schools. If a teacher hits or scolds a student, he or she will be complained and lose his or her job. The authority of military academy instructors cannot be refuted. Anyone who dares to speak harshly to an instructor will be sure to tire you out like a dog.
No,
No,
No,
It’s guaranteed to be so tiring that you feel like you’re worse than a stray dog.
This can also be said euphemistically, it is for your own good, to make you stronger, to make you better. If you sweat more during training, you will shed less blood on the battlefield...
Watching the unlucky guy crawl out and run out first to do push-ups and then run laps, Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen looked at Zhou Zhihan's bed.
"Fuck, no one?" Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen was surprised for three seconds. In this shitty week, he actually went out for a morning jog for the first time?
Oh, by the way, China Week had to take a physical fitness test with the graduating class today, so he got up early and went for a run.
Hiss~
That's not right, Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen remembered. They were gathering outside just now, but they didn't see Zhou Zhihan, that stinking piece of shit.
Could it be that this guy really took stimulants yesterday to pass the test, but today he is afraid that the matter will be exposed and absconds in fear of crime?
It's not like that. The worst possible outcome is that he will be sent back to his country.
Um! Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen thought again, yes, the major and others he argued with in Major Jeff Hunter's office yesterday were speechless and boasted to the sky. Today, he was embarrassed to make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so he ran away. It is also a good choice to go out and find a place to hide for a while. At worst, if you come back in a few days, you will be directly persuaded to study and return to your country, which will not be embarrassing.
After leaving the dormitory, monitor Steven Goode was counting down the number of push-ups for the unlucky guy who was caught sleeping just now. The students gathered around and laughed and vomited the fragrance. If it weren't for monitor Steven Goode At the scene, someone was preparing to sit on the unlucky guy's back. Everyone had done this anyway.
Students have long been accustomed to this kind of scene. If you have never been physically punished by an instructor in the military academy, it means that you are not a qualified student.
No matter how well you usually do, the harsh instructors will try their best to find a way to tire you out like a dog and make you lie down on the bed at night, like a dead dog, and sleep soundly.
In the military academy, not only do you have to complete the daily training courses assigned by the instructor, but you also have to complete the extra meals that the instructor deliberately made trouble for.
Extra meals.
At this time, on the first-grade playground of West Point Military Academy, the cadets running in circles looked at a marching tent in the middle of the playground and started talking.
For the first time since West Point was reestablished, a marching tent was set up in the middle of the field.
"Fuck, is this tent empty, or is it occupied?"
"What the hell?"
"Fu...fuck who is in this marching tent?"
The students were talking among themselves as they ran, not daring to step forward to see what was going on. God knows if this was a trap designed by the instructors to test the curiosity of the students.
Instructors always try their best to set up some traps for students to drill, in order to warn students that on the battlefield, those who are curious and do not follow military rules often die the fastest.
Although there is no provision in the school rules of the military academy prohibiting the erection of marching tents on the playground, 99% of those who can set up tents on the playground are not cadets, because each cadet has his own dormitory, and there are administrators in the dormitories.
If students set up tents on the playground, even if they are not criticized by the school, they will be scolded by their instructors and punished with running exercises and push-ups.
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen didn't find Zhou Zhihan, so he came to the door of several dormitories of Class 17, punished the unlucky guy to do push-ups as a warning, and then ran to the playground with everyone in Class 17.
When they arrived at the playground, Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen saw the marching tent in the middle of the large playground.
Seeing this marching tent, everyone in Class 17 snickered.
Several instructors had been working at Qidian Military Academy for such a long time and had never seen anyone setting up a marching tent in the middle of the large playground. They were also curious, so they walked towards the tent with Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen.
The four corners of this marching tent are deep into the ground, and an iron rod is placed between each two corners to ensure that no one can enter or come out. What is even more bizarre is that there is a seal outside the marching tent with the date written on it. , firmly attached to the door of the marching tent from top to bottom.
This is a typical way to guard against gentlemen, not against villains. Anyone who wants to get in or out can easily.
But under such a strange confinement, if the people inside want to get out, they must either tear the seal or dig an underground tunnel to escape.
The surroundings of the marching tent were intact and the seals were intact, which meant that the people inside had not come out since they entered.
How is this going? ? ?
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen stepped forward to tear off the seal and used a pointer to open the tent door, only to see a man sleeping soundly with his head covered inside.
"Hell, who the hell is setting up a tent to sleep here? So many people are running, but they can't wake him up, and the snoring smells so good." Lieutenant Jonas Hansen said, lifting the quilt, revealing a human head , and Xiangjian. If it goes down, it will probably be even more amazing.
It was actually Zhou Zhihan.
Sure enough it was him.
Several instructors looked at Zhou Zhihan, who was sleeping soundly with cotton balls stuffed in his ears. They were all confused and looked at Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen. This is your student. You can do whatever you want.
Seeing the instructors standing in front of the marching tent and being confused together, everyone in Class 17 snickered. Finally, they had the opportunity to see the instructors collectively acting stupidly. In one word, it was great.
Especially the unlucky guy who just finished doing push-ups almost laughed out loud. He could imagine what Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen would look like when he saw Zhou Zhihan like this.
"What the hell? Why is this guy here with cotton stuffed in his ears? Is he sick?"
Several other officers looked at each other and said.
"Bang bang bang!"
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen held his pointer and tapped the ground next to the marching mat. As long as Zhou Zhihan was at West Point Military Academy, he would be his cadet: "Smelly shit, it's dawn!"
Hearing the sound of knocking, Zhou Zhihan woke up and saw several instructors looking at him confused, and Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen with an expression of confusion and anger. Zhou Zhihan felt that Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen was so This expression is very funny and can be used as an emoticon package.
These were all within his expectations.
The tent was opened, and many students from other classes saw that the Chinese student Zhou Zhihan was sleeping in the tent. Some found it funny, some were envious, and some were jealous.
"Fuck, what happened to this guy recently? Did he have a brain convulsion?"
"Fuck, this guy has been very popular in recent days. The dead salted fish has completely turned into a living shark."
"A yellow man from China, who has achieved a little success, has his tail raised to the sky. He is really capable. He can go back and deal with the Japanese..."
"Hey, don't tell me, yesterday, he really tortured the new Japanese international student Sakamoto Ryunosuke until he vomited blood."
Zhou Zhihan didn't care at all what the students said. A strong man never cared what others said about him.
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen tried not to get too angry and asked: "Zhou, why are you doing this..."
Zhou Zhihan looked confused and deliberately pretended not to hear. He raised his eyebrows a few times and rolled his eyes sideways, implying that his ears were stuffed with cotton and he couldn't hear.
"Damn you!"
Lieutenant Jonas Hansen began to roar.
