Soldier Assault Commander

Chapter 165 The Veterans Are Scared Away

165 Veterans Are Scared Away

In the corridor of Steel No. [-] Company, footsteps kept pattering, and soldiers ran out of the dormitory one by one, like a stream merging into a river. The flow of people was getting bigger and bigger, and finally leaked to the basketball court like a river. superior.

Slogans such as "take a rest and stand at attention," hurry up, hurry up, and the sound of someone urging is mixed in the middle.

Because this was the first morning exercise for the new recruits after they left the company, it seemed a little chaotic. Of course, the chaos all came from the new recruits, and the veterans were already like robots, orderly and not bad at all.

"Tell me about it!"

Gao Cheng came to the front of the team and looked around with piercing eyes.

Snapped!
The soldiers leaned on their feet, and their voices were neat and loud, which was exciting to hear.

"Everyone has seen the assembly situation just now. There are two distinct camps, one is veterans and the other is recruits. Veterans are fast and orderly, while recruits are slow and chaotic!"

"I know some recruits will definitely not be convinced!" Gao Cheng raised his finger and pointed to a direction with more recruits.

"It's a good thing to be unconvinced! Our Seventh Steel Company likes soldiers who are not convinced! If you are not convinced, then have a good comparison! Anytime, anywhere, any subject, new recruits are welcome to compare with veterans! If you win the competition , you come and tell me, I will reward you in front of Quan Lian! But—”

Gao Cheng's face darkened, and his voice suddenly became harsh: "But if you lose the competition, then train me honestly with your tail between your legs, until your grades are better than those of veterans!"

"In Steel No. [-] Company, it's just a word, and grades are everything!"

After speaking impassionedly, Gao Cheng waved his hand and shouted: "Start training!"

"Squad leaders, bring out training 1" the duty officer blew his whistle with a beep and gave an order.

The first is to take out in one class.

"Squad [-] veterans, let the new recruits see the level of our veterans, prepare for three kilometers - run!"

The squad leader gave the order, and the veterans of the first squad rushed out like tigers out of the cage. The few recruits were shocked when they saw it, but after recovering, they were not to be outdone, and flew like flying with them. up.

Then the second class brought out, then the third class, the fourth class, and the fifth class.

The eighth class was brought out by the penultimate one.

"Everyone is there, run—go!" Fade Chen shouted the password, and then stood on one side to direct.

The growth rate of the leader is not fast, of course, it is not slow as a snail, it is just right, so that the recruits cannot keep up, but it is just enough to make people run warm and achieve the purpose of warming up.

After the eighth squad ran out for a while, the soldiers of the ninth squad ran out from the eighth squad one by one.

"Hunter team, maintain the original speed!" Fade Chen ordered: "A hunter must have the rhythm of a hunter, and the hunter must not be affected by the prey!"

Nangong Yuan was a little worried at first. He was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with the veterans. Although he thought he was physically fit, he had seen the running of those veterans just now. The speed was very fast and scary. He must not be able to run, so He was very uneasy, but after running for a while, he found that Class [-] was not compared with other classes, and ran on his own, so his hanging heart gradually fell to the ground.

"It seems that the squad leader is not lying."

He thought of what the squad leader said last night, and his heart suddenly felt warm. For this class, he suddenly felt an indescribable wonderful feeling. He felt that Class [-] was really good, and he felt very good.

After the morning exercises, everyone went back to the dormitory to wash up. During this process, a few veterans from Class [-] were kind to Nangong Yuan and other recruits, asking how they were feeling, asking if they slept well last night, and asking if they felt cold. Would you like to drink some hot water or something, and sometimes make a few jokes, but in contrast to other classes, as long as you walk out of the dormitory and come to the corridor, you will hear veterans reprimanding the recruits from time to time, "Put things in order." !" "Walk two people in a row and three people in a row!" "You are working hard, hurry up!" Comparing two by one, everyone's perception of Class Eight will be better.

That night, after eating and resting for a while, Nangong Yuan left the dormitory, and ran around in the steel camp of Seventh Company by himself.

He is a restless person. It is the end of December and New Year's Day has not yet arrived, so even for a company like the Seventh Steel Company, the amount of training is greatly reduced, so after dinner, he has a lot of time at his disposal, so he Want to look around, one is to familiarize yourself with this unit, and another, he heard that there is a training ground for martial arts in the Seventh Company, he wants to see it, he is a martial arts practitioner, he wants to practice those things as soon as possible, and become a Get used to it, if you don't practice for a day, your hands will itch.

His luck was not bad, and he found it in a while.

The place is very simple, just a piece of sand with a few sandbags hanging on the side.

When he arrived, several veterans were humming and practicing with their upper body bare, some were practicing boxing, and two were practicing sparring.

Nangongyuan was born in Chuanwu. He told Fade Chen that he had only practiced for five or six years, but in fact it was more than that. It was just that he used to play small and intermittently. Until five or six years ago, he felt that there was no hope of further education. Only then did he start professional practice, and he wanted to use this as his way out. His childhood habits made him excited when he saw the same kind, and he couldn't help but want to learn from each other.

He is bold, outgoing, and keen on challenges, so when he saw those veterans, he immediately ran over with great interest: "Squad leader, how about martial arts training?"

A few veterans turned around strangely, looked Nangong Yuan up and down, and then someone nodded: "Why, do you want to practice together?"

"Can you be monitor?" Nangong Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Of course you can. For fighting, you need to practice more. If you practice behind closed doors, it will be useless for ten years. Come on, recruits, let the veterans taste your fists!"

"Okay—" Nangong Yuan was overjoyed, and immediately took off his heavy winter training uniform.

He is a bit addicted to martial arts, he likes martial arts very much, and he likes to learn from each other.

Of course ordinary people are not very interested, but these veterans are very interested!
"Introduce yourself." A veteran said while putting on his gloves.

"Squad leaders, hello everyone, my name is Nangong Yuan, and I am now a soldier in the third platoon and eighth squad. I have loved martial arts since I was a child."

He had just introduced it here, when a veteran interrupted: "Wait, recruit boy, which squad did you just say you are from?"

The recruits had just left the company, and dozens of people came at once. No matter how powerful the veteran was, he couldn't figure out the identities of so many people at once.

So Nangong Yuan was not angry at all when he was interrupted, and said it again with a smile: "I am a recruit in Class [-], my name is Nangong Yuan"

class eight?

A few veterans, look at me, I look at you, after a moment, someone grabbed the training uniform and ran away, and someone smiled at Nangong Yuan and said, little brother, sorry, we still have something to do, let's go first and then run away One of the soldiers was even more exaggerated. After rushing out, he realized that he hadn't taken his hat, so he ran back suddenly, grabbed his hat and ran wildly. He looked like Nangong Yuan was a murder-man-mad-monster.

What do you mean?
Where am I doing wrong?

Nangong Yuan stood alone in the cold wind, a little messy.

(End of this chapter)