After more than half an hour of hard work, Instructor Achim had an excited problem again.

He roared, asking all the students to take off their clothes, leaving only the underwear inside, and lie on the ground to do push-ups. The worst thing is that he actually dragged the water pipe to the grass in front of the barracks, squirting wildly at the animals in the pigpen.

Zhuangyan was tortured for more than two hours that night, and this time was no exception.

When Zhuang Yan and other comrades were tired of seeing each other, the meal time was up and they went to have dinner. The soldiers who were tortured still did not receive the order to go back to the garage to rest.

When we arrived at the restaurant, supper was still disgusting.

After breakfast that day, Cui Weinan also had great expectations for Chinese and dinner.

As a result, I found out that I was wrong at noon.

Lunches at school are usually rice like steamed rice, served with some chickpeas, or a large plate of yogurt and pasta cooked with yogurt…

Of course, there is also sugar, a bowl of thick yellow soup, which is similar to the taste of borscht, with a slightly sour feel.

The most basic vitamins come from some onions, tomatoes and some purple cabbage leaves that are thriving on rice plates.

It has not been cooked or salad dressing, so it is just like this. You can put it in the noodles and eat it with yogurt.

Fortunately, the stomachs of special forces are all that capable people cannot do.

In addition to cursing, in order to get enough calories, whether it is solemn or Cui Weinan, he still endured the huge discomfort in the taste, and just regarded it as a wild survival training meal for him to eat it.

The supper this day was also uncommon.

The same chickpea rice, and then some kimchi with T-kuan. Zhuangyan noticed that the label on the large dish pot containing these red and green things was written.

Only now did he realize that in addition to the neighbor of the world's largest power in the northeast corner of his country, T country also had its own kimchi.

There are also baked potatoes. Of course, it is not the kind of potatoes that are simply thrown into water and boiled. This kind of potato is made into mashed potatoes, and then mixed with peas, corn, yogurt, or salad dressing.

I have to say that since I came to T country and had a few meals here, I really believe that the greatness of the motherland is.

Putting aside the comparison between national strength and military strength, just talk about one diet. Although the tastes of people in each place are different, the cooking methods can be used to get rid of the people of T country. Ninety-nine are absolutely fine.

The food here is either roasted or cooked, and there is no braised, fried, fried, fried, and braised, not to mention that just one soup can produce 3,000 kinds of tricks in the Nanyue Province of the motherland.

great!

Zhuang Yan instantly understood why so many wanderers miss homesickness outside.

It is not only a concern for relatives, but also a kind of worship and longing for the taste of hometown.

Zhuang Yan thought that when he returned to the queue after dinner, the students from the same queue in T country would definitely return to the queue. Maybe he would organize a meeting like the Pla troops, introduce each other, and contact each other.

But when I returned to the vicinity of the queue, I was stunned when I saw it.

There were still three people lying there doing push-ups on the grass in front of the barracks.

Zhuang Yan calculated that it was three hours before and after.

No wonder they say these guys are more cruel to their own people.

The one who came back earlier than Zhuang Yan was Kasim.

Kasim was also unaccustomed to these sour teething meals, so he went back to his room early.

This guy's storage cabinet is full of beef jerky, so he usually uses this thing to satisfy his hunger.

At this moment, Kasim, who was smacking his lips and savoring the aroma of jerky beef, was leaning against the railings of the corridor, watching the instructor Achim torture their students in their country with interest.

"It's been three hours and it's not disbanded yet?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help asking Qasim: "What mistakes did these people make?"

In his inherent impression, people who make mistakes in the army are usually tortured like this.

These people are new students. Logically speaking, they won’t make any mistakes. I guess they were too bad when they first started testing their physical fitness?

But, if it’s too bad, how can I come to the special forces school for training?

This is obviously a contradiction.

"That's their rule," said Qasim.

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly asked, "What rules?"

Qasim said: "Ah, that's it. Their rule here is that soldiers or non-commissioned officers are punished by officers; officers are punished and tortured by non-commissioned officers. Of course, if you are a celebrity, the more people you know, the more people you punish you."

"What the hell?" Zhuang Yan was confused when he heard it.

In addition to regulations, each army has its own set of rules, and even each different army will have its own rules.

For example, when the first division teaching team went up the mountain to chop wood for half a day every week, it was an unwritten rule, which lasted for many years and never went out of date.

But the more people know you, the more people punish you...

What does this mean?

Qasim pointed: "Do you see the first person on the ground leaning against us?"

Zhuang Yan looked in the direction that Kasim pointed, and indeed saw a guy grinning with cold teeth on the ground wearing a pair of boxers, with a painful expression and muddy body, looking embarrassed.

"I just asked the students who came back and realized that this guy was a celebrity in their naval football team, and he was a lieutenant officer. Among the four lieutenants, three of them had been in the same unit with him, so everyone knew him."

Qasim spread his hands and breathed a sigh of relief, "I dare to conclude that he must be the one who left tonight."

As they were talking, two other people were ordered to stand up, and then they started to go back to the room with their luggage, leaving only the football team's obvious lying on the ground...

Zhuang Yan finally didn't look at the entire torture process. Now one thing has been confirmed. Although these guys have not been sprayed with water for as long as they have been sprayed, they have also suffered a lot.

When he and Cui Weinan and Wei Shuping came in, they enjoyed more than two hours of special treatment, while local students from Country T, the team star was tortured for three and a half hours.

When the monkey sitting by the bed reviewing T-language, who saw the big star with a white face as white as paper, trembling all over his body, step by step, and walked into the queue with his luggage, he couldn't help but pick up his towel and handed it to the other party.

"Brother, wipe the water, or you will catch a cold."

The unlucky guy with deep eyes and big nose looked at Zhuang Yan and wanted to say thank you, but when he opened his mouth and his clenched teeth, they bumped up and down uncontrollably, making a creepy clamor.

"……cold."

After squeezing out a word from the teeth, the guy wiped it with a solemn towel, then wrapped it in a camouflage top, and ran into the bathroom with toiletries such as towels.
Chapter completed!