The day after I registered for the teaching team, the third squadron alone eliminated three students.

After watching this scene, everyone felt uncomfortable. They were worried about their situation and the next six months. They were not sure what day it was their turn. No one spoke for a while. The room was like a cemetery, and the breathing sound could be heard.

Training has finally begun.

The day after the assessment, the entire squadron arrived in an alternative armed off-road early in the morning.

The route of running this day is different from yesterday. This is one of the five classic off-road routes of the teaching brigade, called the Bailongguan route.

The so-called Bailong Temple route starts from the teaching team and runs to the foot of a mountain called Bailong Temple three kilometers away. The mountain where the Taoist temple is located is not high, about two or three hundred meters, with stone steps on one side and cement-paved carriage road on the other side.

According to the requirements, the students rushed along the stone steps to the top of Bailong Temple, and then ran down the roadway. It was more than six kilometers back and forth to the foot of Bailong Temple, and they had to climb the nearly 300-meter mountain.

The 5-kilometer off-road score of Zhuangyan was not good at all. He was about to die when he ran to the bottom of the mountain. He was already exhausted. He put the automatic rifle behind him and crawled like a dog, rubbing his hands and feet forward on the stone steps. He thought that it would be better if he could not surpass the people in front of him, and he could not let the followers catch up.

The scenery of Bailong Temple is very beautiful. There is a great road view on the top of the mountain, and the golden walls of the building are brilliant. On weekdays, incense is soaring. If you want to shoot a martial arts film, you will definitely not waste the outdoor expenses when you come here to shoot a scene.

But no one has time to appreciate it. A bunch of Qiuba people were carrying guns and sweating all over their heads, chasing each other.

Luo Xiaoming didn't carry the gear, so he was easy to get a stopwatch, just like he was driving the ducks all the way: "Run quickly, catch the last five, and then run again."

...

On the rostrum of the playground, he was kneeling solemnly on the turf on the ground, his calves were shaking, and strings of sweat dripping into the land in front of him and seeped into it.

At this moment, he was a little confused. He went to Bailong Temple in the morning, and when he came back, he didn't stop. He folded and ran on the playground like a clockwork machine, and he had tossed for a long time.

"Five minutes of rest!" Luo Xiaoming raised his stopwatch and announced the end of the folding run.

A private next to him finally couldn't help it. His feet became weak and he knelt on the ground and retching desperately, but he couldn't spit out anything.

Luo Xiaoming held the stopwatch and looked at the students who were about to break out, with a cold face, without any sympathy: "Are you resting enough? If you have enough money, let's continue! Now start jumping and exercise your leg muscles. If you feel you can't stand it, you can ask to withdraw from training, and there will be a car to pick you up tomorrow."

After calming down for a moment, he asked everyone again: "Can you do it?"

"OK……"

"Fuck! You're like a sissy, can you do it? Be louder!"

"OK!"

Solemn squeezed his hands into the soil, wiped his eyes, which were pickled with sweat, and gritted his teeth and jumped towards the steps in the audience beside the rostrum.

During breakfast, Zhuangyan held the steamed buns and looked at the porridge, pickles and eggs in front of her, but she couldn't swallow them at all.

"You have to eat something even if you have to hold on." Yan Su sat opposite the solemn and cheered him up, "If you don't eat, it will be even more uncomfortable during the day."

"But I want to vomit after eating..." Zhuang Yan said, "I felt sick this morning..."

Before he finished speaking, a student at the table next door suddenly covered his mouth, rushed out of the canteen, squatting by the ditch and vomited loudly.

...

The six-month pre-order class leader training was held, and the first month was full of hell-style physical training. When I thought of this, I had the heart to die.

At noon, the brigade administrator suddenly summoned all the squad leaders to come over.

After a while, Luo Xiaoming returned to the side of the queue, raised his hand and shouted at the students who were practicing kneeling posture in Duan Er: "You! You! You! Come here! Move things!"

Solemn is lucky to be in one of the words "you".

Moving things is always more comfortable than holding a gun on a kneeling position. He quickly stood up, moved his feet, put the gun on the lawn, and followed Luo Xiaoming to the brigade headquarters happily.

I only realized that it was transporting supplies, and each district team sent four people to be responsible for transporting them.

Soon, the thing was brought back and Luo Xiaoming took it apart in public, and it was full of brand new camouflage uniforms and camouflage boots.

"Each person has two pairs of shoes and two sets of camouflage uniforms. This is a convention. Only when we have the treatment we receive when we retire the squad leader!" Luo Xiaoming shouted, but a deceitful smile appeared on his face.

Zhuangyan received his camouflage uniform and shoes, happily returned to the edge of the bed, and looked around for a long time. He felt that being a student was indeed a bit awesome. The ordinary company only had one camouflage uniform a year, and the student actually continued to give out two sets at a time!

Wang Datong, who was across from him, was completely opposite to him. He held the camouflage uniform and kept shaking his head, sighing.

Zhuangyan asked curiously: "Datong, what are you doing? You are not happy to wear new clothes? Why are you sighing?"

Wang Datong said with a sad face, "You can't see it yet? You have sent you new clothes. Do you think the army is so willing to do it? It's not obvious that this set of clothes on your body will be scrapped if you don't wear them for a long time? It's not like beheading. If you want to go to the execution ground, you have to give you a good meal, right? That meal is delicious, but it's called slaughtered rice. What does our clothes mean? Think about it yourself."

Zhuang Yan was immediately poured with cold water by Wang Datong, and he became extremely depressed.

Yes, what Wang Datong said is right.

The troops have always been concerned about hard work and simplicity. How could these two sets of camouflage uniforms and two pairs of shoes be distributed to themselves in vain...

Zhuangyan felt cold all over.

After spending so much effort, sweating, and raising up the courage, the teaching team came to the teaching team.

Now it seems that I am pushing myself into the fire pit.

Five days passed quickly. At noon that day, Luo Xiaoming hit everyone after the morning exercise.

"Your grades are really bad..."

While looking through the score registration book, he shook his head and looked disgusted.

"Look, so far, our squadron has withdrawn six people. Through the survey, we found that although this group of soldiers is also very bad, it is always something that can be rescued. Therefore, the team decided to give you a chance. If you can meet the standards in all aspects of your performance before the end of the physical training at the end of the month, then you can stay and continue to participate in the training. Otherwise, I'm sorry, please pack your things and we will send a car to take you back."

Look at the completed transcript.

Luo Xiaoming said again: "From tomorrow, the team decided to set up a commando team. I decided to select some of you and send them to the commando team for the best training!"

Commando?

When the solemn and happy, it was so awesome to just listen to the name.

Is it the elite among the elite?
Chapter completed!