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

Chapter 85: The desperate whistle, the miserable training week (seven more chapters added)

"Who?"

"Did someone run away just now?"

A group of recruits were complaining, when they heard the sound of the door opening, they looked outside in surprise.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up." Zhao Lifei shouted loudly, which scared many recruits in the class to shrink their necks and did not dare to talk any more.

I started to get dressed in the dark and stuffed my backpack. Fortunately, I had practiced the same movement several times just now.

Even if the lights suddenly turn off and my eyes don't adapt, I won't be so panicked that I don't know what to do.

At this time, Chen Ming rushed out of the dormitory building and looked back at the dark floor behind him. He waited for more than a minute before people started running out one after another.

But this time, the team was not as capable as before, and looked a lot more embarrassed.
Some recruits came out without hats and shorts on their heads, and some had no belts and wore their coats like overcoats. This was still a small problem.

What kind of pants are worn backwards, the left foot wears the right shoe, and it is amazing that the right foot also wears the right shoe.

It is understandable to say that the upper and lower bunk beds were jumped off too quickly, and the wrong shoes were worn, but the big iron bed is one person, one bunk and then put on the wrong shoes, which is somewhat incomprehensible.

Chen Ming shook his head, beckoned the recruits who were the first to rush out to start lining up, and counted: "One, two, three, four"

As the crowd quickly poured into the assembly point, a squad leader turned on the street lights outside, and at the same time stood at the door of the dormitory and started yelling: "Hurry up in the back, look at the first squad, the battle is over and you haven't assembled yet?"

"You? Just you, from which class, you still look in the mirror in an emergency assembly?"

"The one tying the shoelaces in the back, you're looking for death, lean to the side, you want to die and don't hurt the people behind."

"The third class, the one who came out of the third class dormitory, you pig, where's your backpack? Go back and get it."

Accompanied by a bang, and the sound of counting from the assembly point of a group of queues, the tension on the scene soared, and all classes also quickly assembled and counted.

Jiang Peng stood right in front of the queue, looking at the time with a serious face, walked around the queue again, pulled one of the recruits by the collar and said, "What are you doing? Five or six years of recruits have been added in a few minutes." age?"

"Can you even wear the wrong clothes for your squad leader?"

"All of you, squat down."

Swish, swish, swish. The eleven recruits squatted down as a whole.

"Take off the backpack, open it, put the toiletries in the basin and put it in front, and the squad leaders will check it."

"One thing is missing, go out, three hundred."

Chen Ming quickly squatted on the ground, took out the small yellow basin in his backpack, arranged towels, toothbrush cups, toothpaste, toothbrushes and other toiletries into the basin according to regulations.

The terrifying training atmosphere of the Tactical Skills Week made all the recruits suffer, which was much worse than the Physical Fitness Week.

The monitors of each class surrounded the team to check one by one, while Jiang Peng kept wandering in front of the team.

"Let me tell you, you recruits are already very lucky. If you had come two years earlier, there would have been no ready-made backpacks for you to use during the combat readiness assembly. You would have used ropes to make your backpacks."

"Look at your own performance, huh? As artillerymen, the main force in suppressing the rear area on the battlefield, is this how you suppress it?"

"Just now we were able to rush to within 5 minutes, but now it has jumped to 7 minutes. What are you doing?"

"Do it for me, three hundred, all, fast."

Following Jiang Pai's order.

Chen Ming was a little lucky at first, but he grinned when he heard the order. Now it's all over, he lay down on the ground and started doing push-ups.

Three hundred, one hundred push-ups, one hundred squats, one hundred sit-ups.

According to the current average physical fitness standard of the recruits in the recruit company, three hundred would not be able to persist, at least according to the standard movements, it would be unbearable. Before the evaluation, the punishment was three thirty. Now, it has been tripled.

However, you have to do it even if you can’t persist.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do it quickly. As a soldier, when the whistle blows, people will fly. Don't think I'm kidding you."

The monitor is also supervising.

Zhao Lifei would pass by Class [-] from time to time. If he met someone who couldn't press down while doing push-ups, he would directly put his foot on the shoulder. If he met someone who couldn't get up, he would hook the person up with his toes.

Fortunately, Chen Ming can always stick to his own rhythm.

But other recruits suffered, and the squad leader continued to supervise everyone to do three hundred.

Chen Ming finished his work early without writing a report, so he continued to work. He finally figured out that what Jiang Platoon and the others wanted was not quantity, but execution and long memory.

After waiting for half an hour, after the late roll call, the entire recruit company of eleven classes had completed the training mission for the day.

One by one, they sat slumped on the open space in front of the dormitory building to rest. Chen Ming shook off his sore arms and sat there to rest. Wei Chongchong and Wang Shuaibing were so tortured that they couldn't even lift their hands, and complained with grimaces.

"My dear, this tactical skill week is too ruthless. It is more than three times more intense than the physical fitness week. How can you play like this?"

"Brother Chen, can you handle it? Why don't you get up early for a run tomorrow?"

When Wang Shuaibing asked such a question, all the recruits in a group looked over together. After this day's toss, their bones were almost falling apart.

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it." Chen Ming shook his head slightly.

He found that the situation in the first class was not bad, and many recruits in the other classes were tired and crying.

When I first entered the military camp, many people were not used to it. They cried while running. Unexpectedly, it has been almost two months. Not only have they not yet adapted, but the difficulty of training has become even higher.

Chen Ming obviously didn't expect that after the competition, the training would be so tight.

That night, three more emergency assemblies were carried out intermittently.

If the first day is ruthless and the intensity is high, then it will be even more ruthless after that.

By the second day.

In the morning, prone shooting practice, standing shooting training, kneeling shooting training.In the afternoon, I put on the protective gear and practiced crawling on the grass without stopping for a moment, and the time was fully arranged.

The tactical skills training week was hard, but the time passed very quickly, and it was Saturday again in the blink of an eye.

Just when all the recruits thought they didn't have to go out for exercises that day, they just needed to stay in the dormitory to clean up the housework.

Beep-beep beep beep beep, the death whistle sounded again.

In the dark dormitory.

Chen Ming sat up abruptly, lifted the quilt and started to get out of bed. He had to gather for emergency meetings at least three times a day for a week. He had already adapted to this kind of life.

But today the whistle sounded more urgently, which made all the recruits in the first class dormitory feel panicked.

"Gather, everyone gather." Jiang Pai's voice came from outside.

Zhao Lifei also began to urge: "Hurry, hurry, gather together, don't waste any time, be careful when packing your backpack, check all personal belongings, don't miss anything."

"Chen Ming."

"arrive."

"After everyone has assembled, first go to the gun depot to get the guns, and then go to the training ground to gather. Don't mess up the order. I will wait for you at the gate of the gun depot."

"Yes."

Get a gun?

The group of people looked at the full moon outside, it was still early before dawn, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

With the gun now, is there still a chance to rest in bed?

(End of this chapter)