True Soldiers Don't Need Military Songs (Alliance Leader Bonus Chapter)

The finest ingredients often require the simplest cooking methods. After being busy for more than half an hour, Master Fang finally guided Yue Tao in tidying up a quilt that was barely passable.

As they entered the barracks, the whistle blew.

Yue Tao excitedly followed Fang Huai in.

"Fang Huai, my quilt is definitely the best-looking one today!"

The barracks lights were already on. Squad Leader Hao, sleepy-eyed, sat on the edge of his bed, regaining his senses. Upon hearing Yue Tao's words, he focused his gaze.

"Yue Tao, what kind of shit did you bring in here again?"

The new recruits burst into laughter.

Yue Tao fell from heaven to hell, frozen in place.

Fang Huai looked back and cleared his throat.

"Ahem... Squad Leader, it's a bit ugly, but I've adjusted the seams, so it can be managed now."

Hao Chengbin stood up, looked at his quilt, and then casually picked at it.

"Hmm... it's too short. Fold it this high from now on, and let the deputy squad leader teach you properly."

Saying that, he looked around. Everyone was meticulously folding their quilts. After looking at a few, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, these quilts today show improvement! Fang Huai, was it you who guided them?"

Fang Huai carefully placed his quilt on the bed and turned back.

"Reporting, Squad Leader! I taught them to rub it with a stool! And I borrowed a ruler from the company headquarters to redraw the lines. From now on, our squad will have a unified standard, and it will look neat!"

"Mmm..." Hao Chengbin's tone also returned to clarity. He put his hands behind his back and looked around again.

"You all still need to rub them well for a few days. The cotton is too fluffy. It looks okay now, but once the sun comes out and it expands, it will puff up. Rubbing it with a bench is fine... Since you're new, I didn't teach you these methods to let you become more familiar with your own quilts.

Han Yong's quilt, let me see..."

Hao Chengbin turned and glanced at it. His mouth immediately fell half open, but remembering it was the first day he arrived at Class Nine, he suppressed the urge to scold him and shook his head, picking up his washbasin and going out.

"My goodness, Fang Huai! Didn't the squad leader praise your quilt?" Chen Zhongqiang asked, somewhat astonished.

"Yeah! Fang Huai, your quilt is folded so perfectly!"

"Mhm! I feel it's almost as good as the squad leader's! But the squad leader's quilt is white!"

Fang Huai smiled and shook his head.

His quilt today had indeed been meticulously cared for. He had rubbed it repeatedly for a long time, only starting to fold it when he felt it was firm. After careful arrangement, he had paid attention to every line. He could say that he had never been so diligent in organizing anything in his previous life.

However, it hadn't amazed Hao Chengbin, because Hao Chengbin's standards for him were clearly higher.

How outstanding Fang Huai was depended entirely on how he was compared to his peers. If he were placed among the veteran soldiers, he would be nothing special.

But Fang Huai's quilt was placed against the wall, directly facing the entrance. Anyone entering the barracks could see it.

When that quilt was placed on the bed, the new recruits were all impressed.

This morning, Regimental Headquarters did not inspect the interior arrangements.

Before the meal, he led everyone in tidying up and cleaning. He even personally wiped the glass again, spending over two hours.

Another day of wasted effort.

Fang, the deputy squad leader, who was quite results-oriented, looked at the clean and tidy barracks with unprecedentedly neat quilts and felt a bit displeased as he silently clocked out.

Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.

The opposite of this saying fits reality better.

Justice may not be absent, but it will definitely be delayed.

And by the time it arrives, it's often no longer needed.

Inspecting interior arrangements was precisely like this. Regimental Headquarters always waited until everyone's enthusiasm waned and they became lazy before making their move.

The complaining mentality of an old slacker resurfaced.

Fang Huai controlled himself.

"Beep beep." The sound was distant, from the whistle on the third floor of Regimental Headquarters.

"All companies, line up and proceed to the bathhouse to wash! Company One starts, other companies organize yourselves to recite regulations!"

Everyone was excited, not knowing what they were anticipating.

Seeing Peng Yingqirui take out his shampoo and pour some onto his head, Fang Huai couldn't help but tease him.

"Little guy, didn't you hear? Company One starts... that's us, Seventh Company!"

Peng Yingqirui replied impatiently, "I know! I'm just afraid that when we can wash, it won't open!"

Fang Huai curled his lips.

"Your foreplay is quite long, you've applied the lubricant too early. Just wait patiently."

Those who understood laughed.

Fang Huai turned his head and saw the new recruits rummaging through their camouflage bags for toiletries. He sighed, not wanting to dampen their enthusiasm.

He wondered if they would still be as excited about bathing after they returned.

Anyway, he had only prepared one bar of soap. They could wait until they got back to wash their hair slowly that night.

Less than two minutes later, the door opened.

Hao Chengbin, holding a stack of documents, stumbled in, still groggy from sleep. Seeing the new recruits holding shampoo and body wash, and Lu Zexian even holding a bottle of scrub for exfoliating, he was stunned.

"What are you all doing?"

"Squad leader, we're putting our things in the basin!" Lu Zexian replied.

"What's the rush! It's Seventh Company's turn to bathe this afternoon!"

After saying that, Hao Chengbin glared and handed the documents to Fang Huai.

"Distribute these. Everyone must memorize the regulations and ordinances on these documents! Next Friday, there will be a regulations inspection!

There are only three pages in total, and we've already reduced the workload for you! This is mandatory memorization!

Later, Regimental Headquarters will organize a regulations competition. Those who can memorize more can sign up! This is for our squad, for our company to win honor, you must strive for it!

There are also two pages with three military songs: 'Red Camp,' 'When That Day Comes,' and 'The Motherland Will Not Forget.' I've taught you all to sing them during the evenings these past few days, right?

Fang Huai, you know how to play the guitar, right? Fang Huai, lead them in singing them twice. I'm tone-deaf, so I won't embarrass myself!"

"My goodness, there's so much!" Yue Tao glanced at the densely packed text on the documents and covered his face with both hands.

Although it was only three pages, when Wang Jian printed them yesterday, he had repeatedly instructed Fang Huai, "Make the layout tighter to save paper."

The line spacing was changed from 1.5 to 1.2, and the font was changed from Song Ti size four to size five, and then to size six.

Fang Huai knew exactly how much content was packed into these three small pages.

Each page contained about 1500 words.

As soon as the documents were distributed, even the usually honest Hu Deli began to wail.

"Squad leader, I can't read!"

Hao Chengbin grinned wryly. "Should I read it to you every night before bed? Or should I buy you a Xinhua Dictionary now and teach you to read?"

"N-no, that's not necessary."

The new recruits in the squad now said that Squad Leader Hao had two states: his usual good-natured state, where he could joke and answer questions, and his state when he smirked coldly, in which case there was no room for negotiation. Any further talk and his berserk mode would be activated.

As for Deputy Squad Leader Fang, his power was mainly displayed through Squad Leader Hao. Fang Huai had never tattled on anyone so far, which everyone was quite satisfied with.

9 o'clock.

The ten new recruits pulled out the hidden table boards from their small stools, sat down in pairs, and were quiet.

The base's loudspeaker blared, starting to play the song that had to be learned, "The Motherland Will Not Forget."

"You don't need me to know you, nor do I long for you to know me.

I merge my youth into, into the rivers of the motherland.

The mountains know me, the rivers know me.

The motherland will not forget, will not forget me..."

Military songs, played softly versus played loudly, were completely different concepts.

From the loudspeaker at close range, the loud volume was like rumbling thunder, stirring and moving, while the quietness was like drizzling rain, evoking sorrow and sentiment.

Especially this song, which was said to make even dogs want to jump up and become military dogs, and was the designated song of the three armed forces honor guard.

Zhao Bing stood by the window, holding the documents but looking into the distance. His back view alone felt lingering.

As if about to compose a poem, he said slowly.

"This song... is truly beautiful. The mountains know me, the rivers know me."

Fang Huai put down the documents and said irritably, "Hurry up and memorize it, you haven't sacrificed yet."

Lu Zexian, also lacking sentimentality, chimed in with a smile.

"Right! If you can't memorize it by next week, you'll really be sacrificing yourself!"

"Hey, Fang Huai, article 105 of the Interior Regulations, the hat brim cannot extend more than 1.5 centimeters. How long is 1.5 centimeters?" Yue Tao patted Fang Huai.

Fang Huai turned back.

"A little more than one finger. Use your finger to measure it. Anything that sticks out has to be cut off..."

As he spoke, he saw Han Yong and Peng Yingqirui in the last row, fast asleep, slumped over the stool tables.

"Hey, hey! President Han, President Peng, wake up!"

Liu Yue turned back and patted them.

"Ah... is it time to eat?" Han Yong, waking up groggily, stood up, ready to eat.

Peng Yingqirui was even more awesome. He probably went home in his dreams and waved his hand without even lifting his head.

"I'm not eating, you guys eat..."

Fang Huai's mouth twitched when he heard that.

This dream talk collaboration only deserved 82 points, and the remaining 18 points would be given to them in the form of "666".

...The company commander would come to inspect the barracks in the morning. If he saw anyone sleeping and the squad leader wasn't there, it would be the deputy squad leader's full responsibility.

There was no other way.

Fang Huai stood up with a smile and shouted loudly.

"Good morning, Squad Leader!"

"I... Good morning, Squad Leader!"

This time, it woke up... four of them!

The others were all laughing.

Fang Huai then realized that sleeping in the barracks was a real skill. Sun Lianhai and Chen Zhongqiang could sleep with their eyes half-open. He had observed them so closely just now that he felt like they were reciting books.

With such skills, it was no wonder they could be soldiers.

Those who stood up had woken up from their drowsiness. Seeing Fang Huai looking at them with a half-smile, they didn't dare to complain and sat down dejectedly.

Not long after, Zhao Bing, who had been standing by the window listening to two military songs, returned to his seat with a surge of energy and reached out to pat Fang Huai.

"Hey, hey, Squad Leader Fang, they're all dozing off. Why don't you teach us to sing a military song? It'll help us wake up!"

"Later. You should memorize the materials first. I'll find some time to lead you in singing before the meal."

"Teach us properly, I want to learn!" Zhao Bing insisted.

Fang Huai turned back, a little confused. "What's the rush? Can't you wait to learn later?"

Zhao Bing seemed to have never discussed this topic with anyone before, and he became somewhat excited and loud.

"Do you know why I joined the fire department?

There was a landslide in my hometown before, and several families in the village were rescued by the fire department!

Since I was young, the elders in our village always said that being a soldier was good, and the fire department was good. That's why my brother and I both joined the army this year and chose to join the fire department.

But since I arrived, there have been no guns, no fire-fighting skills training, and we've been suppressed every day! It's like being in prison!

But just now, when I heard that song, I felt very touched!

I think being a soldier is great! Do you understand?"

Fang Huai listened in silence for a while.

Perhaps it was genuine emotion that evoked a genuine response. Zhao Bing had honestly shared his inner thoughts, and Fang Huai was reminded of many stories.

Then, he said somewhat seriously.

"Zhao Bing, I'll tell you the truth, this feeling you have, it's not real.

It's the result of hormones secreted by the hypothalamus.

If one day you enter a fire scene or a dangerous situation, and you still need to think of this song to charge forward, then I advise you not to go, because this is just your momentary impulse.

It's not that the military can't be passionate or impulsive.

But responding to incidents as firefighters involves many dangers and leaves no room for impulse. All judgments must be made under absolute calm.

If you complete the mission and die, you're a martyr.

If you complete the mission and survive, that's even more precious, understand?

True soldiers don't need military songs."

Fang Huai's words, which were not passionate or rousing, made even the most cynical Lu Zexian feel as if his breath had caught.

The door opened.

A group of cadres stood at the doorway. The Colonel in the middle, with short, salt-and-pepper hair, clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"Good job, young comrade!"

Received the alliance leader, bonus chapter, happy August 1st!