Let you serve as a soldier to quit Internet addiction, and you will become an officer.

Chapter 143 The Painful Beginning, The Company Commander's Change (Please Order, Please Support)
"Don't be afraid of pain, don't be afraid of injury, we are soldiers, scars are honor, calluses are skills.

You have been enlisted in the army for almost two months, don't you understand this truth?

Look at your fists now, is this what a man should have?

The appearance of thin skin and tender flesh, do you feel that your current fist can kill the enemy?

Give me a little more force, and tell you, Dr. Ye and the others are just around the corner.

Whoever didn't use blood to paint the stake today is not allowed to eat later, he must be beaten until I am satisfied before he will be allowed to eat! "

Behind the dormitory building in the recruit company camp area, there used to be a piece of lawn that no one knew what to use for it.

Before, Wang Ye and Wu Jianfeng sat on the cement road nearby and roasted sweet potatoes.

But at that time, Wang Ye didn't worry about what the land behind him was for.

But now Wang Ye knows.

The lawn at the back is actually pitted. At noon today, the recruits of the entire company were assigned to carry logs.

Logs two and a half meters long were carried out one by one.

After arriving here, they were erected directly into the pits on the lawn, and then they were filled with sand. Finally, all the squad leaders wrapped hemp ropes around the logs, and after hanging the kettles and holding the guns all afternoon, they arrived at the At five o'clock physical fitness time, the entire recruit company was brought to the wooden stakes that everyone made in the afternoon.

beat.

Just one word.

Boxing training starts with the skin and flesh.

In Wu Jianfeng's words.

Everyone's fists must be calloused after half a month, until the stakes are punched again, and the blood will not bleed.

It was a painful start.

Even if a hemp rope is wrapped around a hard wooden stake, if you punch it hard, it will still hurt.

Especially after a few minutes of beating, the skin on the fist is worn out, and it is so sour to hit it with a fist at this time
Wang Ye was wearing physical fitness clothing, and fine sweat was oozing out from his forehead and even his entire face.

In fact, it is not hot now. Even in the south of the motherland in winter, the temperature is only in the early ten degrees after five o'clock in the evening.

However, the exercise and the pain made Wang Ye sweat constantly.

pain.

After the skin was broken, I punched it again, and every punch felt as painful as if it was connected to the heart.

Fortunately, Wang Ye is used to this kind of pain.

Ten days have passed since the day the gun was fired.

In the past ten days, looking closely at Wang Ye's slaps, the scars on his elbows and knees, he knew how hard the training was.

Tactical training, even if Wang Ye reached the full level on the first day, but the full level of experience and skills does not mean that he will not be injured during training.

The fate of the thin skin and tender meat is the same as that of Wang Ye's shoulders when the tire was dragged before, and the skin broke and bleeds after practice.

Of course, others were not much better off.

These days, the general quality of life has improved. Even if someone else's skin is a little rougher than Wang Ye's, it is not so rough. They are all covered with scars in this training.

Another few minutes passed, and the hemp rope wrapped around the stake in front of Wang Ye was covered with small dark red dots.

At the same time, Wang Ye's gritted teeth gradually eased.

numb.

It doesn't hurt much.

The skin and flesh on the fists of both hands had already begun to break open, but there was no blood.

Not even red meat.

Because now the fist joints are black.

A little blood that seeped out was also directly stained on the hemp rope of the stake.

"Very good, Wang Ye has entered the state here, you guys work hard.

Qin Li, why are you tickling me?

Push hard, and I will give you another minute. If there is still no blood on the stake, I will let you hit it with your head, let you practice iron head skills, and then let you practice a callus on your forehead! "

Ye Sanshi came over and was satisfied with the situation on the stake in front of Wang Ye, but when he turned his head to see Qin Li's stake next door, he sprayed immediately.

There is no way to be lazy with this thing, because you have to see blood!
You can tell at a glance whether you use force or not from the situation on the stake.

This is not something that you can solve when the squad leader comes and you work hard, and when the squad leader leaves, you are lazy.

Qin Li was embarrassed by his words, but his fists became stronger as he gritted his teeth.

At this time, Wu Jianfeng shouted again on the sidelines of the training ground: "I tell you, you all have to pass this level.

We are the army of flower growers, and the world's number one army is not produced by blowing.

It was brought down by skill.

What is skill, I have told you countless times.

The honor accumulated by training scars is skill.

When you are covered in calluses, if you really meet a foreign soldier, even if you are not as tall as them, but if you stare at him, he will shrink back, because you are a qualified flower grower army.

Your eyes will be filled with the self-confidence accumulated in your usual training.

Of course, this self-confidence cannot be stolen by being lazy.

So give Lao Tzu all the strength, beat me hard, be more vicious, and imagine the stake in front of you as the person you hate the most.

For example, your squad leader, me, and even the instructor are fine! "

Wu Jianfeng did not shy away from the image of the squad leader and even the villain.

After shouting, he looked at everyone for a while, then turned around and walked slowly towards the shade of a tree on one side.

There, two figures were sitting under the tree.

A long table and three chairs.

en There is another chair behind which there is no one now, this is the seat that belongs to the recruit company hygienist, but he hasn't come yet
"Doctor Ye, you may have to wait for a while. If you are bored, you can go back and have a rest."

Wu Jianfeng walked over with a smile.

The attitude is completely different from the previous training of recruits.

Ye Su laughed: "It's not boring, it's quite interesting to watch the recruit training!"

On the side, Ouyang Mingyue also added a sentence at this time: "Oh, I just feel a little miserable. I'm really glad that our military doctors don't have to train like this!"

"Haha!" Wu Jianfeng laughed heartily: "Your military doctors have different responsibilities from ours, how can you train like this.

Besides, your hands need stitches for surgery, and if you have calloused hands, you probably won't be able to do such delicate work! "

"Bastard! We beat him bloody, he's picking up girls over there, I really want to go over there and give him a kick!"

How could the boxing recruits fail to see Wu Jianfeng's actions.

Although this has actually become the norm.

In the past ten days, Wu Jianfeng was obviously more active than before.

In the past, there was a lot of scattered training in the class.

But now, many times it is all connected together.

Then he, the company commander, personally supervised the training. When he was free during the training, he would go to the two female military doctors who often came to see everyone training.

However, even if it is not the first time for everyone to see it, every time they see this scene, everyone will still grit their teeth.

Of course, now everyone is gnashing their teeth in pain from punching.

"Go, I support you!" Beside Yan Zhiming, Liang Fan turned his head and grinned softly.

Yes, it was Yan Zhiming who said just now.

In the past ten days, he has completely integrated into Class Five.

No one excludes him, let alone isolates him.

Compared with him in class eight, class five makes him feel like he has come to heaven.

"Hey, Brother Fan, I'll just say hello, look at the monitor, they don't dare, how dare I!"

"Yan Zhiming, if you dare to steal and play tricks again, be careful and I will pull you out for our solo practice!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, but at some point, there was a squad leader standing not far behind him.

En is the monitor of Class [-] and the leader of Class [-].

Although he was no longer Yan Zhiming's squad leader, Yan Zhiming immediately trembled when he roared at this moment, and then he gritted his teeth and punched the wooden stake in front of him like rain.

Wang Ye grinned when he saw this scene.

Of course, Wang Ye didn't stop and kept fighting.

Now he has a lot of experience.

You can't stop, it hurts when you stop.

Keep hitting, keep numb, don't practice when it's too late, and it won't be too late to stop.

　Today is already [-] words, make up [-] words from yesterday, and count [-] words today, I will read and write another chapter tonight

　　
　
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