"What are you doing? What are you doing?! Didn't I say that any food that fell on the ground had to be picked up and eaten? And the steamed buns too!" Once the smoke from the explosion had cleared, Jiang Yan Hai turned around and addressed everyone.
"Instructor, you can't mess with us like this!" one trainee said, on the verge of tears. Since it wasn't assembly time, he spoke a little more casually.
"What do you mean, mess with you? I'm doing this to get you used to the sound of artillery shells. You'll encounter them often in the future! I want you to stay alert at all times. Your performance just now wasn't bad! Most of you took cover! But there's one thing: the food spilled everywhere, so pick it up and eat it!"
"I'll give you a privilege. There's water over there. Wash the dirt off the meat, and you'd better finish it all! Also, for wasting food, twenty minutes after everyone finishes eating, it's 1,000 push-ups!" Jiang Yan Hai shouted, glaring.
Everyone: "..."
What a convincing argument. They couldn't even refute it!
"Get moving! Pick it all up and eat it!" Chen Shan Ming shouted.
Everyone looked at each other... What else could they say? They could only go back, pick up their meal trays, gather the bones and large chunks of braised pork that had fallen to the ground, along with the steamed buns.
"Report! Instructor, I didn't spill mine. I can eat normally and don't have to do push-ups, right?" one trainee over there asked weakly.
Of the more than fifty people, seven had been sitting down with their trays on their laps. When the explosion went off, their bodies reacted, but the bones in their trays had only fallen onto them. Overall, nothing