MTL - From Soldier to Officer: A Game Addict’s Journey-Chapter 235 Watching the lively veterans (please order, please support)

  Chapter 235 The Veteran Watching the Lives (Please order, please support)

   "Hurry up. Everyone behind me runs ahead of me.

  I can’t even win the race. During the three months I took the recruits there, were you really gaining weight?

   Give me a rush! "

  Getting up early in the morning, Silian was brought to the runway by Wu Jianfeng.

   Eight kilometers.

   Not armed, but sandbags on the legs, and a weight-bearing vest on the body.

  Of course, it is certainly not only those veterans who ran after one minute and forty seconds yesterday are running.

   is running together.

   No one dares to question why it wasn't just the veterans who didn't run under 1 minute and 40 seconds yesterday who needed to run the 8K.

  The fourteen veterans who ran under 1 minute and 40 seconds didn't ask why at all, they were already prepared.

   As for the recruits, they are neither qualified nor have the courage to speak.

  Maybe the only person who can ask is Wang Ye.

  But Wang Ye is not a fool.

   The unity is strength that is sung almost every day, is it for nothing?

   Asking this, are you scolding yourself?

  So, the extra practice of the 400-meter hurdle that Zheng Ke promised yesterday was less than 1 minute and 40 seconds, but today it has become a whole company.

  However, I ran back and now I am looking at Wu Jianfeng who is yelling in front of me.

  To be honest, at this moment Wang Ye felt the urge to run over and kick him.

  Excuse me, he didn’t bring any weight, and he stopped for two laps, stood on the edge of the track and yelled, and when everyone was about to finish a lap, he continued to run in front of everyone.

  Yes, he also ran together, but with his running style, how could everyone beat him.

   Very painful, of course the biggest pain is not from Wu Jianfeng's words, but also from the oil bottle next to it.

  The physical fitness of the recruits who came out of the two training camps in the eighth class is really amazing.

The eight kilometers are now less than five kilometers, and they can't run anymore. Although Wu Jianfeng urged everyone to run too fast and consume too much energy, but it is only half of it, and they have to be dragged now Ran.

  Wang Ye and Qiao Xuan were in charge of Peng Yuhang, and each of them dragged his arm, which invisibly added dozens of catties to the load.

   This made Wang Ye Pao feel very difficult.

   "Brother Wang Wang class. Class deputy you. You guys throw away. Leave me!"

  Peng Yuhang, whose arm was held by Wang Ye and Qiao Xuan, was a little pale, and while running, he spoke as if he was dying of weakness.

   "Shut up!" Wang Ye didn't speak, but Qiao Xuan turned his head and stared and scolded.

   Immediately, he turned his head and continued to look at the front, gritted his teeth while dragging him to run, and said, "We, our fourth company, have never abandoned the tradition of running away from our comrades-in-arms, no. Don't abandon, don't give up!"

  He was also sweating profusely, and even when he said this, his face flushed red in order to complete these words.

   After running another few tens of meters, he turned his head to look at Wang Ye, panted heavily and gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it okay!"

"Um!"

  Wang Ye only replied one word.

  The next second, something that surprised Wang Ye happened.

  He just let go.

  He who just said he would not give up or give up, now let go decisively, which makes Wang Ye a little messy.

   "Then hold on, I'll replace Li Bing."

   After saying this, he slowed down and turned around.

  Wang Ye also looked back.

  Okay, Li Bing does look a little bit dead in the back.

  He didn't pull it by himself, it was because he and Zhou Qi were also dragging Zhang Wen to run, so it became like this.

  In fact, the physical fitness of the non-commissioned officers in the eighth squad is not bad, but now except for the two recruits, the two senior soldiers are also a bit stretched, and they need to be pushed or even pulled for a while from time to time.

   This made several non-commissioned officers very busy and tired.

   Naturally, Wang Ye is not easy.

   One sentence, don't give up, don't give up, Wang Ye insisted on leading Peng Yuhang from the beginning to the end of the race.

   "Brother Wang, you are really my dear brother!" On the grass beside the runway, everyone is now lying here paralyzed, regardless of the dew or not.

   Right now, Peng Yuhang turned his head and looked at Wang Ye with a disgusting look.

  Wang Ye, who was panting heavily, turned his head to look at it, and immediately gave him a supercilious look: "If you really have a brother like you, I'll die of exhaustion!"

   "I'll buy you a drink, really, wait. I'll buy a Coke during the break!"

   "I want to drink orange juice"

   After saying this, Wang Ye looked back at the sky.

  At this second, Wang Ye was actually a little depressed.

   Of course, it has nothing to do with Peng Yuhang.

  Because skillization failed.

   I don’t know if the eight kilometers is not considered a normal training subject in the army, or because the eight kilometers actually have the same skills as the five kilometers, so after Wang Ye finished the eight kilometers, he failed directly when he wanted to become a skill.

   This made Wang Ye's idea of ​​another skill that could increase physical strength come to nothing.

   "Here, one for each, take it!"

  At eight o'clock, after the exercise class started, Quan Lian was first taken to the 400-meter obstacle course for a run.

  After the end, the recruits began to receive new equipment.

   Engineer shovel, one for each recruit.

   "Why are you sending us this and making us go camping again?"

   "Hey, this baked egg is really delicious, did you use it?"

   When the engineer shovel is issued, there is no such thing as a ceremony of giving the gun.

   Just in front of the dormitory building, the veterans moved out, and then the recruits each received one, and stood aside after receiving it.

  So now there are recruits with new equipment, smiling and chatting.

   "Your recruit company still lets you cook in the camp?" Wang Ye saw recruits from the Iron Bones Heroes recruit company, and asked the recruits who came out of the concentration camp.

   "Well, don't you have any? We also asked ourselves to cook and cook. At that time, we also sent engineering shovels. This is the cooking pot!"

  A private soldier who came out of the training camp cheerfully raised the engineering shovel in his hand.

   "Brother Wang, did your recruit company really not engage in camping?"

  At this time, Peng Yuhang, who had turned into Wang Ye's puppy legs, approached with a smile and asked in a low voice.

   "There is camping, but I can't cook with an engineer shovel!"

   During Wang Ye’s recruiting company, there was camping, and the training was camping outside, but the engineer shovel was never seen.

   "Beep beep~" (Whistle sound, change it, save you from complaining!)

  Zheng Ke blew his whistle vigorously.

   "Line up!"

   Soon, the recruits and veterans quickly returned to their positions according to shifts and rows.

   "Stand at attention ~ rest"

   Didn’t say too much, after Zheng Ke formed the team, he directly led the team to run under the watchful eyes of Wu Jianfeng.

   The recruits with engineering shovels were curious about what they were going to do, and after ten minutes, they left the camp and went up a hill outside, and everyone knew.

  Dig trenches, or dig foxholes.

   Each recruit is required to dig one by himself.

   And it must be more than one meter deep, and it can only be more or less according to the height of the individual.

  And this depth is the height from the ground to the digging, and the dug out mud has to be piled up in front of it to cover up.

  The total height must reach 1.6 meters, and at the same time, a cliff hole must be drawn in the direction of the enemy.

   "Fortifications are the capital of our survival. Dig hard and dig hard." Zheng Ke sternly shouted to a group of recruits who were bending over and pouting buttocks and wielding engineering shovels.

   "Constructing foxholes is the simplest type of fortification, but it is also the most used type on the battlefield.

   It was on our southern border back then.

  Our ancestors, it was by this kind of foxholes and various fortifications that the casualty rate was greatly reduced. "

   After a pause, Zheng Ke continued to speak loudly: "A foxhole can increase our survival rate tenfold on a battlefield full of artillery fire like modern warfare.

  So, this is the official first lesson of your next company, and it is also the most important lesson! "

  Everyone understands what Zheng Ke said.

  But understanding and suffering are two different things.

  Digging a hole in a mountainous area requires only an engineering shovel. It is required to dig one meter deep and the size is about 80 meters and centimeters. This is definitely a hard job.

  The key still needs to be done before eating.

   This forced everyone to fly the engineer shovel.

  Of course, if it's just like this, it's nothing.

  The most important thing is that there are still a group of veterans pointing and watching.

  They call it a supervisor and guide the recruits in their work.

   But judging by their happy appearance now, it is clear that they are simply watching the fun.

  Especially for Wang Ye, a few veterans of the eighth squad next to him stood silently, and veterans from other squads came to give pointers from time to time.

  These guys are really looking for fun now, it’s not that Zheng Ke is here, and it’s not because they are afraid of retribution for being too ostentatious, they all want to go to the service agency to buy some sunflower seeds.

  While watching Wang Ye sweating profusely while knocking on melon seeds, he pointed out to Wang Ye from time to time that the shovel scooped too little soil, and the force of the shovel was wrong.

   Nice to hear and see!

  Yesterday, Wang Ye was 400 meters away. Their veterans were punished by the old nose. Now they can just sit around and watch Wang Ye, a new recruit, do the work that new recruits should do.

   How can this not make them happy.

  (end of this chapter)