Chapter 3 Recruits "Training"

The cars finally drove into the camp area, one after another neatly lined up on the square in front of the dormitory building. It was already time for dinner, and everyone walked into the cafeteria and hurriedly finished their first meal here. Then they were led to the bathhouse, where they lined up to shave their heads and take a bath. Everyone took off their sea soul shirts and shorts, and lined up one by one, waiting to be shaved bald by the barber. During this period, a woman in her forties came in and handed out a form to everyone, which stated your rights and obligations in the army. If you don’t understand anything, you can ask her. Most of the people were looking at the document seriously, while Seryosha and the others stuffed the paper into the pockets of their shorts. The barbers in the army move very quickly, and can finish a shave in almost three or two strokes. After Seryozha and the others finished shaving, they couldn't help laughing when they saw everyone's baldness.

After coming out of the barber shop, Seryozha and the others were taken into the bathroom again, and each of them was handed out a small bar of soap before going in. They were told they only had three minutes, so hurry up. Seryozha and the others almost just rushed inside and then came out. Seryozha was a little worried about tattoos at first, but when he took a look at other people in the shower, he found that there were also tattoos, so he stopped worrying about it.

After drying off in the locker room and putting on the original clothes again, everyone quickly went to the next room. Here the military doctor will re-measure everyone's height, weight and other items. After finishing these, it was almost 9 o'clock in the evening.

Everyone went to the truck to retrieve their luggage, and then returned to the dormitory. This is a large room that accommodates fifty people, and the conditions inside are not as good as they were at the Almaty Air Force Base. Everyone was busy in the room making beds and packing personal belongings. After this long journey, the recruits who did not know each other gradually became familiar with each other. Seryosha and the others always kept a certain distance from these recruits. They neither took the initiative to make friends with nor refused to stay thousands of miles away. The five of them were always together no matter what they did.

There were still about eight hours before the lights were turned off. Sergey thought it would be better to discuss it with his brothers, so he gave Yuri and the others a wink. The five of them immediately put down what they were doing and followed Sergey. out.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he happened to meet Leonid. Leonid waved to them enthusiastically, and then said, "Seryozha, it's so late, what are you doing?"

Seryozha smiled and replied: "Let's go out for a cigarette and be right back."

"The lights are about to turn off, come back quickly." Leonid instructed, turned around and left.

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Less than two minutes after Seryozha and the others went out, four disheveled guys walked into Seryozha's dormitory happily. Three of them were wearing sea soul shirts, and one was shirtless and smoking a cigarette. As soon as they entered the gate of the dormitory, they shouted: "Assemble!"

The people living here are all recruits, so I don't know what they do, anyway, they are the youngest here, so everyone quickly put down what they were doing, and stood in two rows facing each other on both sides of the corridor.

"Stand up! Stand up! Stand up!" The shirtless guy walked up to the soldier at the front and said viciously. The soldier adjusted his standing posture, and at this moment, the shirtless guy punched the soldier hard in the chest, and the soldier was knocked down by the sudden blow, clutching his chest in pain . The shirtless guy punched the soldier next to him in the chest again, then the third, and the fourth, just like that one by one from one side of the line to the other side of the line.

The other three guys who came in with him laughed loudly. A guy in a sea soul shirt walked up to another row of soldiers and slapped them one by one. He didn't hit lightly, but swung his arms and slapped them, and all the people who were hit fell to one side.

The recruits in this room all understand what is going on. They have heard of these things more or less before they became soldiers. There is a tradition of veterans bullying recruits in the barracks. This is almost an unwritten rule. Just enlisted When you are bullied, you will bully the next group of recruits in the coming year. This will be passed down from generation to generation. Everyone must abide by this rule.

"Get down, push-ups!" A guy gave orders in front, and the recruits endured humiliation and pain and immediately got down and sat up and did push-ups. Those four guys were even happier, and walked between the two rows of soldiers, and when they saw someone who was not pleasing to the eye, they went up and punched or kicked them. Sometimes he even jumped up and kicked the recruits facing him.

The shirtless guy was even more creative. He ordered everyone to lie down in a row on the ground, and then ran and jumped over everyone. The other three guys felt that he was creative, and ran around one by one.

"Stand at attention, leapfrog ten times!" A guy in a sea soul shirt sat by the bed, took out a bottle of wine, drank it, and watched these recruits being tortured with enjoyment. None of the recruits resisted, and immediately started jumping with their heads in their arms. Two guys accidentally bumped into each other and fell to the ground. He was immediately dragged to the front.

"Do you two idiots have any objections?" The shirtless guy came up and slapped his face, and one of the young people subconsciously avoided it.

"Hide! Hide! I tell you to hide! You idiot!" The shirtless guy kicked the young man flying with a few kicks, just in time to knock down a row of iron canopy beds behind him.

"Go and lift up the beds! A bunch of idiots!" As soon as the man in the sea soul shirt finished speaking, several recruits immediately ran over to lift up the beds, they were more obedient than their sons. Although he was angry, no one stood up to resist. This is the Soviet Red Army. In fact, it is not just the Soviet Red Army, maybe the US military is the same. If you really think that the Soviet Red Army is the idealized army depicted in movies or books, then you are dead.

"Listen, I'm going to issue a new order. Everyone raise the stool above their heads and squat." The man sitting smoking a cigarette at the bed gave the order, and the recruits immediately picked up the stool under the bed and raised it above their heads. One guy put a cup on each stool and said, "Don't drop it, hold on, and smoke whoever falls."

After everyone stood up, someone ordered: "Now count the number of people and report the number!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

. . . . . .

There were only forty-five people at the end, and the shirtless guy asked sharply, "Where are the rest?"

"Here it is!" Seryozha and the others stood at the door, staring at them expressionlessly.