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From social groups to one country, it is just an independent force. Unless it is hereditary, most of the leaders who have founded their foundation will not appear too smart and very scheming.

It is a kind of "kind" person who is wise and foolish, does not care about small gains and losses, knows tolerance, and takes advantage of the situation to guide people's hearts.

At this time, Zhang Jiao used his solid performance skills he had honed in a small theater when he was a teenager to perfectly interpret this image.

When the burly man heard his "loyal and honest" words, he was speechless for a long time. After being silent for more than 10 seconds, he suddenly raised his thumbs up and said, "Major Zhang, your mind and demeanor are convinced.

If you can accomplish great things, if you survive this war and never die, I feel that there is half the opportunity, and you will definitely achieve great things in the future."

"Thank you, please lend me auspicious words." Zhang Jiao twitched his lips when he heard this.

At this time, the thin bamboo pole that ran into the cafeteria not long ago also brought food back to the side, sat down, rubbed her stomach, and asked casually: "Old Xu, why are you flattering Major Zhang to take advantage of it?"

"Thank you, why are you talking nonsense?" The burly man slapped the table and said seriously: "I have always been walking on Xu Po and sat straight. When have I ever flattered someone?

It was obvious that I really felt that Major Zhang was open-minded, so I praised him..."

As he said that, he deceived Zhang Jiao's special supplies using the reason why he had eaten a stomachache and had diarrhea just now. As a result, Zhang Jiao was not angry, but was overjoyed.

Finally, he said: "How is this? You're doing it openly. I'll ask if you agree."

"This incident is really touching," Xie Huailiang praised: "Although it has nothing to do with me, I really thank you for your attention."

When the army was about to fight, almost all entertainment was prohibited to avoid sacrificing the desire to fight.

Therefore, the soldiers in the camp were very bored. If something interesting happened, it would be easy to spread it to everyone.

And there is a common military motto for all spirits:

Soldiers are responsible for carrying out orders.

Unless they are senior military figures, once soldiers have a "brain", they will never be a blessing for the country.

Therefore, the mainstream trends that have always been derived in the army are simple and direct.

Humans and animals are very susceptible to environmental influences and changes. Even if they are smart people with a lot of mind before joining the army, they will gradually become simpler after spending a long time in the military atmosphere, and become more likely to trust others or be moved.

So the story spread, unexpectedly ushering in a huge reputation for Zhang Jiao.

The next morning, when I went to the playground to train, many young soldiers looked at him with more respect than the previous envy and casualness.

The person in charge of military training Zhang Jiao is a tanned, big skeleton, big head, big breasts and big butt.

Originally, the opposite sex trained, except for the formalities such as military training in college, only in film and television dramas. There are only a few examples in the real world.

But because of his extraordinary power, most of the extraordinary people who have a rebellious personality.

Although it was led and promoted by Yiyuan's military, the "National Saving Order" issued by the central government was deceived and voluntarily stepped onto the battlefield with impulse, but the country is easy to change and it is difficult to change its nature, and it is impossible to immediately become obeying orders.

Therefore, in order to facilitate control, necessary discipline training and constraints must be carried out.

Through practice, military leaders found that if this kind of training is carried out in a conventional way, it is easy to achieve the opposite effect.

So he adopted the opinion of an authoritative anthropologist and made an exception to adjust it to the form of training for the opposite sex, in order to use gender differences to reconcile the inherent contradictions between instructors and team members.

Such a move seems a bit ridiculous, but from the perspective of popular psychology, it does make some sense.

But it becomes difficult to describe the specific examples. For example, Zhang Jiao has recently wanted to find out which "brick" came up with such a bad idea.

He planned to sneak out of the camp with one gas and three purgations, and give him a whole family to kill him.

In the deep spring, the sun already has a little shadow of the hot summer, and it spreads brilliant light to the earth without hesitation on sunny days.

Zhang Jiao and 10 unlucky guys who were connected to the same fate lined up in a straight line, like a frozen movement in the movie, one foot hit the ground and the other kicked into the air, and remained motionless and stalemate.

Such training intensity is simply not worth mentioning than the martial artist's hard work.

But the boredom is far a hundred times higher than the former.

Although practice is hard, every minute and every second can be felt, making practitioners feel the meaning of their efforts.

But in their eyes, discipline and training are simply a kind of meaningless torture, and they oppose it from the bottom of their hearts, so they feel even more torment than hard practice.

From their standpoint, it is actually not wrong to look at it this way. The problem is that the two people's views on the same thing may be completely different because they are in different angles.

In the opinion of the female instructor who was in charge of the training, such discipline training can be achieved by even the general public who have just joined the army.

A group of warriors, monks always seem to be scattered and long, which is obviously a speechless provocation.

She also stood straight for more than 10 minutes in the sun. She let sweat slide down her forehead but couldn't wipe it. She stared at her team members, and she didn't let it go.

Suddenly, I walked to the side of the queue where Zhang Jiao was standing, squatting down and carefully looked at the height of everyone's feet, and said sternly: "I have emphasized it so many times. Your toes need to be lifted into a straight line, but the result is that there are still some people.

Lieutenant Colonel Zhao, please see if your feet are low."

Lieutenant Colonel Zhao, named by the female instructor, is a gray-bearded old man with kind eyes and no annoyance when he heard this.

But there was no ordinary soldier who was so obedient that he didn't dare to breathe when facing the instructor's training. He argued with a bitter face: "Instructor Li, I'm 113 years old, old man.

There is no hope of entering the legend in this life, and I have lived enough again. I don’t want to die in bed, so I come to the front line to exchange my life with Jiang Chu people.

As a result, a high-level monk was dragged to the playground and learned to walk again every day.

What are these and what are they!

I really can't understand and agree with it.

The country is about to be destroyed and the family is destroyed. A group of enlightened extraordinary people have finally been gathered from the people.

As a result, I didn’t make good use of it immediately, so that I could keep it here to steer in the most tight positions.

What's the point of this? It's so bureaucratic.

Besides, I’m so old that I can’t do many things I want to do. Please react with Shangfeng.”

If Colonel Zhao were a few decades younger than that, and so talkative, the female instructor would have already implemented military discipline.

But he had already buried his soil in his chest and came to the front line to die for his country.
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