"Listen to my command, attention, at ease, right—turn. The destination, the canteen."
Mo Shangjun issued the eagerly awaited order right at seven o'clock, walking to the front of the formation.
Mo Shangjun disliked teachers who would drag out classes in school and leaders who were full of empty talk during meetings in the army. At this moment, Mo Shangjun didn't want to be the kind of person she disliked. As soon as the time came, she led them away.
Chu Feiyin glanced at the vast drill ground, and noticing that two-thirds of the rows were getting into formation, she felt an unexpected sense of amazement. Coming to her senses belatedly, she quickly caught up with Mo Shangjun's team.
The regulations stated that before each meal, it was necessary to sing in unity by the battalion.
In the second company, due to a spur-of-the-moment idea from Mo Shangjun, this good tradition had been maintained to this day, so she quickly accepted this particular rule.
