Chapter 720: Everyone is paying attention to Zhang Yu's hand

But judging from the current training intensity, Zhang Yu cannot train his whole body parts together, and can only come one by one.

If you really finish training your whole body in one breath, Zhang Yu will probably be slumped in the bed.

By then, Zhang Yu's body will be swollen, so how can he participate in daily training?

Therefore, Zhang Yu can only train slowly one by one now.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will take at least one month for Zhang Yu to finish his special training.

Hopefully nothing else has happened this month.

The next morning, when Zhang Yu got up, he felt that his fists were no longer his.

It hurts so much, it hurts a bit outrageous.

When he got up from the bed, Zhang Yu did not dare to use his hands to help the bed get up, let alone put on his clothes.

It was so difficult for Zhang Yu to endure the pain and struggled to put on his clothes and get up from the bed.

No, this fist hurts so much, so let’s just fuck it early, I’d better find a way to deal with the fist first.

If you wait for your fist to heal automatically, it is probably already numb before Zhang Yu can wait for the fist man.

Just as Zhang Yu was about to go to his locker to find out if there was any medicine, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhang Yu shouted while opening the locker.

As Zhang Yu's voice fell, the door was opened, and an instructor with the rank of lieutenant walked in and saluted Zhang Yu.

"Chief instructor, what is the training for recruits after morning exercises?"

Um?

Haven’t I given you a training plan?

Why do you still ask me about this?

Just when Zhang Yu was confused, he accidentally touched the locker door with his left hand.

The sudden pain made Zhang Yu unable to help but take a breath of air conditioning. It hurts so much.

"Chief Instructor, are you okay?"

Observing the change in expression on Zhang Yu's face, the second lieutenant instructor couldn't help but ask with concern.

"I'm fine."

After being stimulated by the pain, Zhang Yu then remembered that the combat plan he made was only listed yesterday and did not list today's training plan.

It's no wonder why the lieutenant instructor asked about his training plan.

"After breakfast, ask the recruits to go to the reservoir for armed swimming until lunch, and conduct practical drills in the afternoon."

While speaking, Zhang Yu found the safflower oil placed in the storage cabinet and took it out and held it in his hand.

When Zhang Yu was holding the thing, he obviously felt a fatal pain in his right hand, so Zhang Yu could only endure it.

There is no way, this is a necessary level, so Zhang Yu could only endure it.

"Understood."

The second lieutenant stood at the sight of Zhang Yu and said, "When he was about to leave the room, Zhang Yu called him."

"By the way, I won't be watching this morning's training. Tell Commander Xu and let him watch.

In addition, I will help me get some food to my room during breakfast.”

Afterwards, Zhang Yu said to the second lieutenant instructor with a pleading attitude.

Zhang Yu's current situation is in both hands. If you go to a restaurant to have a meal, it will probably be difficult to make a meal, let alone eat.

Moreover, Zhang Yu's swollen big steamed bun hand will also attract other people's attention when he goes to the restaurant.

So Zhang Yu was in the room to deal with breakfast. If he could hide for a while, he would hide for a while.

"yes!"

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, the second lieutenant nodded and took Zhang Yu's door to leave.

After the second lieutenant instructor left, Zhang Yu sat on the bed, poured the safflower oil on his hand, and then rubbed it hard with his other hand.

"oh"

Zhang Yu rubbed hard, but couldn't help but make a painful sound in his mouth.

It took half an hour before Zhang Yu finished treating his hands injuries and sat at the table to wipe his weapons and daggers.

The Instructor of the Breakfast, according to Zhang Yu's words, delivered the breakfast to Zhang Yu's room.

After the morning meal, Zhang Yu came to the indoor fighting arena again and slapped his iron man.

Two hours after hitting the iron man in the indoor fighting arena, the walkie-talkie that Zhang Yu put beside him rang.

"I am Zhang Yu, please speak."

Hearing the sound of the walkie-talkie, Zhang Yu stopped the movements in his hand and walked over, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

"I'm Gong Jian."

Gong Jian's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"After half an hour, the meeting in the conference room was held, and the Chief of Staff had something to say."

"clear."

After the communication, Zhang Yu wiped his sweaty body with a towel, put on his clothes, took the intercom and went straight to the conference room for red blood cells.

In the conference room, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu came early, whispering to discuss what the meeting was about.

"Zhang Yu, you are here."

Seeing Zhang Yu enter the door, Li Erniu raised his hand and waved to Zhang Yu and said with a smile.

"Come on, how are you three doing recently?"

Seeing He Chenguang and the other two, Zhang Yu was in a great mood and stepped forward to hug the three of them warmly.

The last time we met, Zhang Yu and the three of us didn’t have much to say, so we went to train recruits. The meeting has not started yet. We should hurry up and talk a few more words if we can talk a few more words.

"Your hands are fine, Zhang Yu?"

He Chenguang, who was sharp-eyed, noticed that Zhang Yu's hands were a little different from usual and asked Zhang Yu curiously.

"It's okay, my hand was just injured during training. It will be cured after a while. Thank you for your concern."

Zhang Yu had long expected that his hands would definitely attract the attention of others, and had already thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

But to be honest, Zhang Yu didn't believe his own words.

At present, Zhang Yu's hands were obviously swollen faster than ordinary people's hands, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell.

It will definitely be good after a while, but Zhang Yu feels that it should be quite long during this period.

"It's fine, it's fine.

You should be careful when training. If you want to do a task, wouldn’t your hands drag you down?”

When Wang Yanbing, who was standing by, didn't think much about it, said to Zhang Yu with a smile.

"Don't worry, my hands won't delay me."

Just as Zhang Yu and the other two were talking, Xu Tianlong and Song Kaifei also came to the conference room.

Seeing Zhang Yu sitting on the table in the conference room, Xu Tianlong and Song Kaifei missed him very much, and walked up to him and hugged Zhang Yu with a warm hug.

"No, Zhang Yu, what's wrong with your hand?

Why is it like a steamed bun?"

Compared to He Chenguang and the others, Xu Tianlong and Song Kaifei came up and just hugged Zhang Yu warmly. Without even saying anything greeting, they ran directly to Zhang Yu's hands.

Because of these hands, Zhang Yu's attention is significantly higher than before.

"It's not a big problem for training."

After answering, Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!