Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 788

It was eleven o'clock at noon after the boating course was over.

The selection subjects still didn't stop. Everyone was brought to the beach in two long rows, doing push-ups against the waves, but how could the exhausted team members have the strength to continue?
Everyone's movements have long been deformed, and their movements are no longer standardized.

Everyone is at the end of their strength, and everyone's physical strength is empty.

Xiao Jun's password seems to be intentional. When the waves rush over, he will blow the whistle.

Blowing the whistle means doing a push-up.

When the push-ups were done, the waves rushed over and submerged everyone.

Everyone nowadays wants a piece of steel. When they arrive here, they are put into a big melting furnace, and they are thrown into it again and again, and they are beaten repeatedly thousands of times until there are no impurities, and it becomes a real hundred-smelting steel.

Xiao Jun watched everyone's funny movements, so he shouted: "Why is there no morale at all, is it because you haven't had enough food?"

"I'm really not full!"

Someone really took Xiao Jun's words.

When Li Zheng heard this voice, he secretly groaned in his heart.

It's Fatty Wei again!
At this time, Fatty Wei was fearless.

He didn't even know how long he could last if he practiced at this intensity.

Anyway, he was going to be driven away, so he simply went all out.

They were all tortured like this, and the captain was still talking sarcasticly there.

Are you full? Are you not sure about being the captain?

The buns and milk in the morning are not enough to feed the dog, let alone one person can't get a share, at least half of it.

That's it?

full?

What an international joke!
Fatty Wei's courage brought about a domino effect.

Those team members who were already tired, hungry and thirsty, and already in a critical state mentally and physically also shouted.

"Not full!"

"Captain, there are not enough buns!"

"I just drank a carton of milk!"

The voices of all the players were particularly loud at this time.

Li Zheng could hear it.

All the grievances that had been tortured all day were poured out in these words.

He really admired Fatty Wei.

This guy is a real guy.

Sometimes, Fatty Wei dared to say what Li Zheng didn't dare to say at critical moments; Fatty Wei dared to do what Li Zheng didn't dare to do.

He was a soldier with a pure heart and no distractions.

Purely a liking.

No desire is just.

As for this soldier, if he tried to do something else, his mouth would be locked in front of his superiors, and he would not dare to speak out if he had a grievance.

Fatty Wei is different.

He is really hungry and tired, let's not say it, it doesn't matter if he enters the dragon or not.

Xiao Jun looked at the team members who spoke in unison, and was a little surprised.

Li Zheng thought that Xiao Jun would seize the opportunity to kick Fatty Wei away this time.

Dare to openly raise objections to the captain of the training team, which is tantamount to questioning authority.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jun seemed to appreciate Fatty Wei's style of behavior, stared at this guy for a while and said, "It's very simple to eat, you can go to the base canteen to eat as soon as you quit, and you can go back to the dormitory to sleep." Sleep well, and then a car will come and take you back to the company comfortably. But if you want to stay here, you have to rely on your ability to eat enough. Food is for those who can stay. If you don’t meet the requirements, you won’t be full Then quit, don't force it!"

After he finished speaking, he blew his whistle again.

Fatty Wei was just about to say that he was hungry, but when he heard the whistle, he bent down reflexively. At this time, a wave of waves hit him, and a mouthful of seawater poured directly into his mouth, causing him to choke and cough again and again.

This cough took away all his strength to speak out.

The whistle was still blowing rhythmically, and the players mechanically did push-ups again and again.

Another hour passed like this, and everyone was exhausted. Many people continued to do push-ups and lay down on the beach without moving.

Military doctors and health workers rushed up and carried the man away for first aid.

At first glance, Qing Yishui fainted from exhaustion.

The rest of the people are not much better, everyone's face is like a ball of dough hastily kneaded after getting up late in the cooking class, and the facial features are crowded together.

At this time, push-ups are completely meaningless.

Not to mention doing push-ups, even holding them up is very difficult.

Li Zheng stood aside and watched, unable to bear it anymore.

He had a feeling that he had become a deserter, and he failed to share the joys and sorrows with his brothers.

He even wanted to raise his hand and ask Xiao Jun to list himself as a team member, so that he could participate in the selection together.

Hou Jun saw what Li Zheng was thinking, and said, do you now understand why there is an old saying that kindness does not command soldiers?
It's okay to be soft-hearted.

Being soft-hearted on the training ground is not caring, nor is it being kind to soldiers. It is the greatest irresponsibility to soldiers, because on the battlefield, he may die because of your soft-heartedness.

Perhaps seeing that everyone's physical energy was completely exhausted, Xiao Jun suddenly stopped.

"Okay! It's [-]:[-], don't say I'm impersonal..."

When he said this, the team members lying in the sea below stared at him one by one.

It's normal.

Every trainee or member of the training team will hate the instructor.

"The meal has arrived." Xiao Jun said: "From now on, each person will do fifty push-ups, and after finishing, run back to the beach where we set off in the morning. There, hot meals are waiting for you! It's still the old rules, food Quantities are limited, first come, first served!"

After speaking, he waved his hand: "Start!"

fifty...

Normally, it can be done with one hand.

But now?
Everyone felt that this number was so huge that it was an impossible task.

Nothing is impossible here, though.

Only can't do it.

If you can't do it, get out!

Everyone is doing it with grinning teeth, and counting for themselves with a roar every time they make one.

Fifty of them, for a full 10 minutes...

Then he stood up and ran desperately towards the beach where he set off.

Run to the starting point and have a meal.

Rice……

Let alone food now, Fatty Wei is willing to exchange a flat for two steamed buns...

At this time, the captain and instructors had already boarded the ATV, and followed the running team to the departure beach like a shepherd driving sheep.

Da Dagong's voice echoed in the air, Xiao Jun was still in the old routine, the team members ran, and he never stopped mentally beating all the way.

"043, turtles are faster than you!"

"082, you don't need me to eliminate you at your speed, you will be hungry and faint on the training ground in the afternoon!"

"142, no wonder your number is so low. Look at where you are now? You are at the bottom! If you don't work harder, you won't be able to keep up with a mouthful of hot shit later!"

The words are really ugly.

It doesn't matter if it sounds ugly.

When you already feel that you are going to die and go crazy, if you suffer from this kind of spiritual ridicule, you will give up on the spot as long as your mental quality is slightly worse.

But no one dared to scold his mother, let alone the captain, and they all hated the loud male in the captain's hand.

This thing is a must-have in any training camp, it is a training artifact, it is the favorite of the captain and instructor, and it is the most hated by the team members.

After the training camp, every team member has an urge to go to the store and buy ten loud bulls, and crush them under their feet to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)