Ballistic Silence of Special Years

After dawdling for a full half a minute, Yang Hui finally despaired. He couldn't avoid the thing in front of him that he didn't want to touch. Every time he wanted to turn around, he would be dragged back to the original place by the collar of Tong Motou.

To move forward, one must follow a designated route.

There are farmers near Division E's station, some who cultivate land, and some who plant fruit trees and open orchards. Although it is already the 21st century, most agriculture is mechanized, but cattle in backward areas are still an indispensable production tool.

Occasionally, cattle pass by the station.

Where cows pass by, there must be cow dung.

At this time, there are two lumps of cow dung in front of the former military big V Yang Hui.

Maybe it was left by the cows passing by here yesterday. The surface had been dried in the sun, but after being moistened by the dew overnight, the hard and brown cow dung skin now has a bit of fresh green and cracked holes. Vivid content can be vaguely seen in it.

For Yang Hui, a military veteran who was born and grew up in a city, spends most of his time sitting in his room reading books, and criticizing Fang Qiu on the Internet to give advice to millions of soldiers, cow dung is a hurdle from heaven to hell.

A hurdle that he couldn't get over, but had to.

Tong Motou growled at him like a howling sky dog ​​- "Climb over! You dare not even crawl over a pile of cow dung, what kind of special forces are you?! Either you quit, or you crawl for me past!"

There is no questionable option of retreat.

On the Internet, Yang Hui can rely on his rich military knowledge and reserves to make his opponents retreat and become speechless or even disappear, but in reality, a pile of stale cow dung can make him hesitate to move forward.

Amid Tong Motou's scolding, this military big V with millions of fans finally crushed his teeth, closed his eyes, and with the determination to die, he crawled forward in one go.

The crushed cow dung splashed out the juice that had been fermented for a day, covering Yang Hui's chest and legs, and his face was inevitably splashed with a few drops of "fragrant and rich" cattle excrement...

The strange and slightly fragrant smell of fermented grass pierced his nostrils. Finally, Yang Hui couldn't stand the "generous" treatment, opened his mouth, and spat it out with a wow.

When he vomited, it was difficult for Li Zheng behind him.

Li Zhengdao is not afraid of cow dung.

After all, he was born as a problem writer in a small town. In this small town, you can occasionally see farm cattle, so cow dung is not uncommon.

But after Yang Hui's "feeding", the crushed cow dung mixed with the vomit from Yang Hui's stomach, the two mixed together, the smell was like pouring water on a cesspool. A bucket of pungent insecticidal water made people startled.

It's so sour!

"Climb faster! Don't stop!"

Li Zheng hesitated for less than three seconds in front of the "vomit belt" (a ground mixture of vomit and cow dung), when Tong Zhi rushed to him with a roar, bent down and yelled at him.

"To die is to die!"

At this point, there are only two options, either crawl over or stand up - exit.

It is impossible to quit, and it is impossible to quit in this life.

So I can only crawl on dung and be scolded, so that I can stay in the special warfare brigade to live.

Although he had made enough mental preparations, when he actually climbed onto the puddle of sticky things, Li Zheng couldn't help retching, feeling something rolled in his stomach and rushed straight to his throat.

Fortunately, he held back and held back so tightly that he didn't spit it out.

Half of those following behind vomited as they crawled over.

……

The difficulty of getting off to a good start was beyond the expectation of all posterity. When the whole company returned to the edge of the basketball court, the soldiers who got up in the morning and wore clean camouflage uniforms had already been compared with those who had wandered on the streets for a month and rummaged through the trash cans. The bum smells pretty much the same.

I even despise myself for sniffing.

Unfortunately, there is no time to rest.

"You don't know the arrangement of Devil Week this time, so here I am announcing the first link. This link will last for two days and the distance will be 120 kilometers..."

Speaking of this, the company commander Ji Zhizhao stopped and asked everyone: "Do you think it's too much?"

120 kilometers in two days, not much to think about.

In normal daily training, I run [-] kilometers in the morning and [-] kilometers in the afternoon before finishing exercises, plus other obstacle training and penalty runs, and I have run [-] kilometers in a day just by running.

This does not include the number of steps such as walking.

Walking 120 kilometers in two days means only 60 kilometers a day, and the intensity is neither high nor low.

Everyone was a little surprised. They thought it was scary, but now a hanging one has finally been let go.

"not much!"

The soldiers answered one after another.

And all the recruits were answering.

The veterans were silent one by one.

Just watch, don't talk.

Soon, the recruits were taught another lesson.

"Okay! I'm relieved to hear that you don't say much!"

He looked at the schedule in his hand, and said: "The last 60 kilometers of the 10-kilometer trip every day is an armed raid. There is no limit on sleep time every day. Each person is only provided with three compressed biscuits and a pot of water a day. The logistics provide it every day." Two hot meals, one for lunch and one for dinner, but all food has a certain limit, first come, first served, and those who arrive after eating have to settle by themselves, so I hope everyone can take care of themselves these two days Your own body, don’t have a fever and catch a cold, show your best physical fitness, and get the food in place before the food is finished. Remember, first come, first served! Two days later, we will enter the training camp and conduct closed sessions there Three days of training, but it’s useless to say more, you can survive these two days before you talk. Again, if you can’t make it through, don’t hold on, there is no shame in quitting, I don’t want to give your parents a certificate of martyrdom. "

At the end, Ji Zhizhao waved his hand: "Let's go!"

According to the ranking unit, the team formed into two columns and began to slowly advance along the established route.

Yang Hui kept rubbing his hands on the trousers along the way, rubbing them, and smelling them under his nose, and then looked down at the dirty and sticky mixture on his chest, feeling disgusted. The appearance of vomiting.

Li Zheng said to him: "Don't smell it, just treat it as a French perfume."

Yang Hui said with a mournful face, "French perfume doesn't smell like this either..."

Ma Teng also crawled through the mixture, and he immediately taught his secret: "I have a secret, I promise it won't stink."

Yang Hui quickly asked, "What's the secret?"

Ma Teng said: "Breathe only with your mouth, not your nose, so you won't be able to smell the bad smell."

Yang Hui frowned. When he thought that these dirty things might have germs released, he opened his mouth to breathe. Didn't he breathe all these things into his stomach?

Thinking of this, my stomach churns again.

With an idea, Li Zheng took out a napkin from his satchel, took one and tore it in half, twisted it into a ball and stuffed it into his nostrils.

"Look, I think it's okay like this."

Everyone saw it, ouch, it seems to be okay, so they followed suit.

As a result, they felt much more comfortable immediately, and they all gave thumbs up and praised Li Zheng as worthy of being a famous college student, with a flexible mind.

At the beginning of the march, although everyone was tossed by Company Commander Ji early in the morning, they could still hold on for the time being. In addition, after setting off from the camp, they had been walking along the cement road in the mountains, except for a little uphill and downhill. Flat, not too hard.

Fatty Wei mentioned the sanitary napkin and praised Yang Hui for his good idea. The insoles with sanitary napkins are very soft and comfortable to step on, which is a great help.

Tong Zhi, who heard the recruits talking, didn't speak, but showed an indescribable smile, as if looking at a group of idiots.