They are all in the army, who is in love?

Chapter 33 Soldiers First Lesson, Don't Abandon, Don't Give Up

"Made, these bastards."

Zhao Lifei stood at the meeting point, raised his left hand to check the time, put his right hand on his waist and shouted: "It's more than seven laps of three kilometers, can you run three and 10 minutes?"

"Use pots when eating, do you use crawlers when running and training?"

"I have been a soldier for so many years, and I have never seen a soldier worse than you."

"Go, stand at attention and rest for 10 minutes to relax, and do another three kilometers. If you can't run for 10 minutes, don't eat tonight, wasting food."

Will you come back if I wipe it?

Chen Ming grinned and got up from the grass.

He had already finished running the three kilometers, so he sat and rested on the grass in advance.

He wanted to end the training early, but his teammates were not strong enough.

The squad leader didn't care whether No. 1 met the training standards, he only focused on how long the last one took.

Even if he is a scud, the Hulk is useless, and if his comrades fail to meet the training standards, he will be punished accordingly.

Just now, the squad leader asked him to be the vanguard. Relying on the stimulation of the reminders that the credits will be credited constantly ringing in his mind, he ran for three kilometers like a stimulant.

It took a little over thirteen minutes for him to run the whole distance. Ma Dazhu, the No.2 runner, also completed the [-]km unarmed ahead of schedule due to his tall stature and long legs, and he was resting with him at this time.

The two of them had finally rested, while the other recruits in the group who had just finished running didn't even have time to rest.

Immediately afterwards, he had to stand in a military posture again.

Chen Ming didn't care. He came to the grass and continued to stand.

10 minutes passed in a flash.

Zhao Lifei pinched and came over, first glanced at everyone's expressions, and said in a low voice: "Have you all rested?"

"Come on, continue, divide into two columns, Chen Ming, you will be the vanguard on the left, and Ma Dazhu, you will be the vanguard on the right."

"I'm telling you, you don't have to be shy in front of me. I'm better than you at this."

"Look at each of you, ah, do you still look like soldiers? Standing or sitting, you are still expected to go to the battlefield, what's the matter, with magic damage, are you going to laugh the enemy to death?"

"Go, practice an extra three kilometers. It's still the same sentence just now. If you can't run for 10 minutes, keep practicing and don't even think about eating dinner."

"The time I gave you is plenty. You can't find a squad leader who is as easy to talk to as me."

"As an artillery soldier, it's shameful to be as weak as you are."

"What else are you looking at? Let's go."

In the next round of three kilometers, a group of recruits ran even more unbearably than before. Many recruits ran with their heads down without wanting to say that they were tortured.

While running, Chen Ming turned his head to look at the status of others and said loudly: "Brothers, running requires breathing. Try your best to adjust."

"Don't use your chest to exhale and inhale vigorously. This way of breathing will cause your shoulders to rise and fall unconsciously, and consume energy all the time."

"Breathe from the belly, exhale every three steps, inhale every three steps, find a good rhythm, let's work hard to complete the task, I think we can take a rest."

"No, I can't. Brother Chen, if you can run, you'd better run in front. I'm going to be dizzy now. My limbs are weak and I feel like I'm too milky. It's useless to do anything."

Wang Shuaibing followed behind panting, feeling that he was almost crippled by training.

"What are you doing? Even if you don't let me take a lunch break, I won't let you rest after running. I really can't stand it anymore. I want to go home. I don't want to be a soldier anymore."

In the team, the mood of the recruits is getting worse and worse, and they all seem to be unable to bear it.

The other classes are still in the practice queue, only their side is the most difficult, with inner imbalance and leg pain and fatigue, they are all complaining, and they have no fighting spirit at all.

Chen Ming turned to look at Zhao Lifei distressedly. This guy was still sitting at the door of the training ground. As the squad leader, he neither ran with the team nor paid much attention to their running situation.

Judging from the state of the recruits at this time, if they continue to practice, they will be useless sooner or later.

It is impossible for the squad leader to be unclear.

The company commander, the instructor, and the Jiang platoon, who were always walking around the training ground, were nowhere to be seen at this time.

Kind of weird.

Chen Ming was deep in thought when Wang Shuaibing, who was behind the team, suddenly lost his left leg and collapsed to the ground with a "plop".

The distance between the two columns was too close, he fell, and Wen Junchao, who was next to him, was also knocked to the ground. The two simply collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up.

"I can't, I really can't, I can't get up, I really have no strength, brother Chen, you should be fine, keep running, don't be influenced by us."

"I won't run anymore, it's too bullying, how can I train like this."

The entire queue stopped moving because of the fall of the two of them. Chen Ming turned his head to look in the direction of the squad leader. Zhao Lifei was still resting, as if he didn't see what was going on here.

Abnormal indeed.

Chen Ming's heart moved, he probably knew what was going on, he stretched out his hand to pull off his belt, and handed it to Wang Shuaibing.

"Come on, let's go. Soldiers obey orders first. Since the squad leader has given the order, we must complete the three kilometers. If we are tired, we must persevere."

"Brother Chen."

"Grab it, get up."

Chen Ming's voice was not loud, but he was firm.

Wang Shuaibing yelled "Brother Chen, Brother Chen" all day long, and it was impossible for him to leave him.

Including other recruits, Chen Ming also did not intend to give up.

Because he just thought of something, which is called teamwork in sports schools, but in the army it should be called: don’t abandon, don’t give up.

In the training in sports schools, if the students cannot understand the concept of "teamwork", the coach will keep repeating the same request until they are forced to learn teamwork.

The army should be the same. If they can't learn the lesson of "unity", they probably won't be able to pass the test today.

"Brothers, if you have the strength, run with me. If you don't, just say something and I will pull you. Come on, Old Wen, hold on to your belt."

"Isn't it just eight laps? We can't let other classes look down on us. Come on."

Chen Ming's decision directly affected Ma Dazhu.

This Shandong man was a strong man who lived at the foot of Mount Tai. He still had some strength to spare. When he saw Chen Ming helping others, he also took off his belt, took Wen Junchao's hand away from Chen Ming's belt, and grabbed holding his belt.

"Come on, brother, Chen Ming is right, it's just eight laps, don't worry, we could finish the last round in more than 20 minutes, and we can't do much worse in this round."

"Come." Chen Ming and Ma Dazhu jointly invited.

Driven by the two of them, some recruits were actually a little reluctant, but in the current situation, I was really embarrassed to let it go badly.

A group of people with good physical fitness pulled the soldiers who couldn't run in front.

Taking turns, the first few laps were fine and we could barely maintain the formation.

When he got to the back, his physical energy was completely exhausted, Chen Ming couldn't move anymore, so he could only push the other recruits forward behind him.

Atmosphere is transferable.

Many recruits had red eyes at this time, and began to understand the responsibilities of wearing military uniforms in a true sense.

Because they are soldiers, suffering pain needs to be proved by actions, not just slogans.

Military personnel bear the responsibility of protecting the homeland and the country, building national defense and resisting foreign enemies.

If they don't suffer this kind of hardship, more people will suffer more.

The team led by Chen Ming was like a magnet on the training ground, attracting the attention of all the classes.

Although these people walked with difficulty and staggered, no one laughed at them, and even a part of the class couldn't help shouting while practicing the queue.

"Come on, come on class one."

"We're almost at the finish line, come on."

500 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters.
Close to the finish line!
Chen Ming didn't remember how many people he pulled, nor how many people he pushed.

It’s even less clear how many times he lifted people up from the ground.

Anyway, we're almost at the end.

The class monitor, Zhao Lifei, has been quietly watching this scene of mutual help.

Chen Ming actually guessed well. If no one finishes the first three kilometers for the first time, he chooses to rest.

Maybe there won’t be a second three-kilometer run. At most, after everyone finishes running, they can do fifty push-ups to relax.

But if someone finishes ahead of time, they must understand a truth.

That is the first lesson of becoming a soldier: don't abandon, don't give up.

In the end, all the recruits reached the finish line.

Zhao Lifei got up and took off the watch and stuffed it into his pocket.

Before coming to the team, I looked at the recruits who supported each other and got up to stand at attention.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, very good, you two did it in 10 minutes."

"Go and rest. There will be no training arrangements before dinner."

(End of this chapter)