Demon Change the Earth

A new day, a new beginning.

　　 Private universities do not have the background of public universities, and the most obvious manifestation is the scale of the campus.

　　 Land is not so easy to grant. Although they are all in the university city and in the suburbs, public universities can easily arrange military training for freshmen, but Ma Liang’s school can’t.

　　 The campus is so big, the year-round expansion of enrollment has been very crowded, and the military training in the school cannot be realized. This freshman needs to find another suitable training place.

　　 The next day, the buses drove into the campus one after another.

　　 The 2003 freshmen were stuffed in like canned sardines. The boys and girls were separated and they were very crowded.

　　 But everyone is very excited.

　　 The upcoming military camp life.

Wearing a military uniform, carrying a backpack, and holding on to the handrails, he swayed out of the school. The buzzing carriage was a little farther away and I couldn’t hear what was being said. Closer, Ma Liang heard Wang Fei talking to people in the dormitory yesterday. The conflict in the floor.

"If you say that there are such people, you can forget about Hari. You said how and what our Yamato nation is, what are you doing, mother, there were too many people yesterday, I couldn't get together, or I would go and kick it. Two feet!"

　　 "Perhaps people are already 嘞!"

　　 "Fart, TMD is a Han nationality, alright! It can be considered a gain in knowledge, I don't understand how this kind of people's three views are formed."

　　 "This kind of people is called Jingri, they are spiritual Japanese, and there are still a lot of them in China." Ma Liang interjected and said, "There are now, and they will not disappear in the future."

　　Wang Fei asked him: "Lao Ma, what do you think this kind of person thinks!?"

　　 This question is complicated, Ma Liang smiled and did not answer.

　　 He understood this anger and puzzlement.

　　 I think that when he saw photos of Jing-Japanese elements at the Holocaust Memorial on the Internet, he was also greatly affected.

　　 How can there be such a person! ! ?

　　 It feels incredible!

　　 With the magic pen, recalling this righteous indignation, he also wanted to set a curse for these scum.

　　 later understood the calming effect of time and space, but did not implement it.

　　 Magic pen is not only a powerful tool to change the world, but also an amplifier of desires and emotions. People are addicted to it, and Ma Liang also had a period of extremely swelling.

　　 I feel that I am a **** rather than a human being. After a short period of time, I have a sense of superiority that overlooks all beings and despise the rules.

　　 The problem is that he is a man, not a god, even if he gets a magic pen.

　　…………

　　 It was very lively along the way, and the mighty caravan couldn't see the beginning and the end.

　　 Driving on the main road of Jiangcheng, singing and laughter spread all the way, and also rendered youth and vitality into the air of late summer.

　　 The base is far away. I set off in the morning and arrived at noon.

Buses drove into the green military camp. The new students who were excited all the way didn’t know what was waiting for them in the next half month. They all leaned to the window excitedly to see this neat and empty base, and they talked a lot. , Give pointers.

　　 A J-6 fighter plane parked on the lawn for display kept them intently.

　　 The bus stopped on the playground, and a group of soldiers quickly got on the bus.

　　 At lunch time, I simply met the instructor and was taken to the canteen door to line up.

　　 The first meal in the army camp was very rich. The table was full of chicken, duck and fish, with generous portions, and each person had a bottle of Wanglaoji.

　　 staple foods include rice, steamed buns, noodles, pancakes, etc., taking full account of the regional tastes of the freshmen.

　　 The instructors were kind, and did not emphasize any discipline. The huge restaurant was full, and the buzzing sound was like a large vegetable market.

　　 Some people complained that the food was greasy. They only chopsticks against a few plates of greens, especially the girls, a large table of vegetables, they haven't moved much. They use the chopsticks to count the rice grains one by one.

　　 Someone asked if there was any beer...

　　Ma Liang should eat and drink, he knew that these people would regret it soon, and he would miss this meal very much in the future.

　　 After eating, a large group of colorful freshmen were taken to the training ground and organized into square teams in order of height. The instructor came to each company and his smile suddenly changed.

　　 The instructor roared, the new students listened, roaring one after another, but the military posture stood crookedly.

　　 "Ma Liang!"

　　 "Here!"

　　 "Get out!"

"Yes!"

　　 Ma Liang strode out, turned around, and stood in front of the team.

　　 The instructor glanced fiercely at everyone in the square, and while correcting Ma Liang's posture, he shouted:

　　 "I'll say it again, and I'll listen to it all."

"The roots of the two feet should be close together, and the toes should be about 60 degrees apart. The legs should be straight, the lower abdomen should be slightly retracted, the chest should be straightened naturally, the upper body should be straight, slightly forward, shoulders should be flat, slightly backward, arms The sagging is naturally straightened, the fingers are brought together and bent naturally, the thumb is attached to the second section of the index finger, and the **** is attached to the trouser seam!"

　　 "Head straight, neck straight, mouth closed, lower jaw slightly closed, eyes forward and look forward!!"

　　 Ma Liang's posture passed, as a demonstration of an oak-rooted telephone pole there is a pestle.

　　 The instructor went down to correct the others one by one, but the actions were both rude and precise, and he slapped some people who couldn't get it right.

　　 "Hou Mingliang!"

　　 "Here!"

　　 "Look at the monkey you are standing, you ape!?"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Wang Fei!"

　　 "...come!"

　　 "Get out!"

"Yes!"

　　 "You like to laugh, right? UU reading www.uukanshu.com is good, just let you laugh enough, I won't stop if I don't say stop, start, laugh!!!"

　　……

　　 half an hour later.

　　 The huge sun hung above the head, and the sun seemed to be drying up people. Everyone was sweating profusely, but no one dared to move a little.

　　 Ma Liang's camouflage uniform was also soaked, sweat blurred his vision, and his stiff body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

　　 But he didn't mean to waver.

　　 In the old time and space, although Ma Liang has not had time to become a superman, he has tailored several legendary templates for himself.

　　 Extreme agility, extreme reaction, extreme perception, extreme strength, vitality and powerful body, etc.

　　 The career of "Master, Master, Master" has sharpened his will and greatly expanded and enriched his knowledge.

　　 Now, although everything set by the magic pen is gone, the character is still there, and the firm will has not disappeared. This bit of pain is really nothing to him.

　　 But if he can persist, others may not.

　　 After a few more minutes, more and more people were shaking. The instructor estimated that he had reached the limit, and he was about to let the freshmen take a break. Unexpectedly, they fell all alone.

　　 is Bai Xiaoshu.

　　 The instructor was very experienced and cleaned up. Bai Xiaoshu was moved to rest in the shade, watching other people training.

　　 But after an hour's rest, he returned to the middle of the queue.

　　Strict!

　　 is much stricter than general military training.

　　 Many people swept away the initial ease and complained in their hearts.