The mecha I made is a big guy

Chapter 3 The First Lesson of Combat Career

"Everyone be quiet!!" A middle-aged Mediterranean teacher in an unremarkable gray vest walked into the auditorium.

"I am Juan, the head of your department. Now that you have come to the Combat Department, you must remember that you are already an imperial warrior! You must demand yourself as a warrior!"

"Here I am your officer. You must obey what I say, and abide by the requirements of the college, especially don't let me be caught by the school discipline committee! Otherwise, I will pack up and go home early. I heard No?"

"Yes—" the people below responded sparsely.

"Did everyone not eat? What does this spirit look like? Go to the playground and run ten laps!" Juan frowned and yelled at the students.

The audience fell silent for an instant.

no?Are you serious?Is it so exciting to come up? ? ?Physically useless Chen Mengmeng cracked open!
"What imperial warriors, it's obvious that others don't want to kick us here to die, and they really take themselves seriously." Suddenly, a piercing voice pierced the silence.

"Who said this? Stand up for me?!" The beard at the corner of Juan's mouth trembled twice angrily.

"It's stabbing—" In the corner of the auditorium, a boy stood up with a stern look on his face.

"What's wrong with what I said?"

"your name?"

"Wang Lin"

"Wang Lin, come to my podium." Juan pointed to the wooden floor in front of him, "I'm standing here, only move my right hand, and you attack me at will. See what happens."

The boy obviously felt that he was underestimated. With a sound of "Aw!", he rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and quickly swung his right fist to hit Juan.

But I saw Juan standing on the spot without moving his eyelids, his right hand accurately blocked Wang Lin's right hand, and then he struck up quickly handsomely. When everyone present reacted, Wang Lin had already covered his chin and fell on the ground. on the ground.

The entire classroom was silent, except for Wang Lin's sobbing.

Juan scanned the classroom sharply, turned his back and took off his shirt.I saw deep and shallow scars criss-crossing on the top, and there was almost no intact skin on the entire back. Such a hideous scene made some people below exclaim.

"I, Juan, was the same as you 280 years ago. I used to be a student of the combat armor department. I entered and exited the battlefield hundreds of times and participated in many important battles that you should learn from your military history. I could no longer go to the battlefield, so I went back to school to be a teacher."

"You must have heard the name of God of War Li Luo. Like most of you, he is a child from a commoner family, and he has also studied in this classroom where you are."

"Today is the first lesson of the Battle Armor Department, and there are two things I want to tell you"

The first thing is, someone has to go to the battlefield, not you, not me, it will be our friends/relatives/siblings or even our children.Maybe you will say why not those rich and powerful.Yes, this society is cruel and unfair, but if you are strong enough, you can break this unfairness.Just like when Li Luo was in power, the army was strong and unified, and the dignitaries still had to fight bloody battles on the front line.

The second thing is that entering the combat armor system does not mean death.You can choose to make contributions like Li Luo and become a hero.You can also give up yourself, as others say, and become the Zerg ration. "

"Are you going to be strong or food?"

Until many years later, when the students of the Fighter Armor Department fought against the Zerg on the battlefield, when they were in danger, they often recalled the deafening soul torture of Juan in the auditorium today in their minds.

"Become strong!" The students replied neatly.

"Old Hu has been there for so many years, every class has to arrange one." Outside the back door of the classroom, Ji An and Nat looked at the familiar scene inside and shook their heads helplessly.

"The moves are not old, as long as they are easy to use." Nat shrugged his shoulders. "Look, there must be a ten-round set meal immediately."

Sure enough, the next second, Juan nodded with satisfaction, and said to everyone in the classroom: "Become a strong person, and you can't slack off at that moment! Now, everyone, go to the playground to gather for me and run ten laps!"

! ! ! ! !

On the physical training ground of the First Military Academy, the sun shone hotly on the turf.

A team of hundreds of people is running in a slightly messy manner.

Chen Mengmeng, who was at the end of the line, looked at the line that was drifting away in front of her, wanting to cry without tears.The steps under his feet became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't breathe, and his lungs seemed to explode in the next second.

Why do weak chickens have to go through this on the first day of school?What kind of devil training is ten laps at the beginning?Shouldn't everything be done step by step?Shouldn't boys and girls train differently?

Is there no one like her who will kill half a dog in 800 meters?
Oh yes.

Chen Mengmeng looked at Tian Xin, who was also a fallen man beside her, and felt very relieved.

As for the other roommate—Chen Mengmeng looked at the dazzling red hair at the front of the line and shed tears of envy.

As the number of laps gradually increased, breathing became more and more difficult. Every breath seemed to have a fire burning in the throat, and every leg lift seemed to lift a piece of lead.

6 laps

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The originally relatively neat team on the playground has become scattered.

"Come on, persistence is victory." Nat, who was captured by Juan as a strong man, was responsible for encouraging these physically weak at the end.

On the eighth lap, Chen Mengmeng was at the end, and she couldn't even keep up with Tian Xin.Sweat blurred his eyes, and the hair on his forehead was all wet.

"Sister, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" Nat was a little worried about the youngest sister, who looked thin and small.

"It's okay, I'll - hold on - for a while." Chen Mengmeng squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

For things like physical training, when you feel the limit, you must persist for a while before you can break through the limit. If you stop every time you feel that you have reached the limit, you will never make progress.

From childhood to adulthood, she, Chen Mengmeng, was neither the smartest nor the bravest, but she must be the most unyielding one.For one thing, she can try it once, three times, ten times, dozens of times, and she will try her best to do what others say she can't do.It was with this strength that she walked step by step from the orphanage in the slums to today's No. [-] Military Academy.

ninth lap,
Most of the people had already reached the finish line, and Ivy, with her dazzling red hair, cheered on her two roommates at the finish line early.

[-] meters
[-] meters
The end is getting closer.

Chen Mengmeng could no longer hear the sounds around her, and ran forward mechanically with a single effort, vaguely seeing Tian Xin rushing past the finish line, being helped by Tian Yang to the side to retch, and the next second , her eyes suddenly lost focus, and then her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.

(End of this chapter)