Although the secretary was angry, he couldn't help Luo Xiaoming.

The acting captain of the third district and the entire brigade can only see one squadron leader, Zhou Huping. Even in front of the brigade captain, his tone is like eating garlic. In the words of the army, he is one soldier.

But his style and grades are also sufficient. As a coach for two years, as long as the class trained in his hands does not drop an outstanding performance, these outstanding performances are all well-received training results and cannot be mixed with any water.

Even after Zhuang Yan helped the chef and wanted to thank him, Luo Xiaoming still showed his virtuous behavior, what did he thank? You really thank me, go and run ten kilometers for me, or, if you drop a bomb for me to 55 meters immediately, this is a reward for me.

Voila! Even talking is so choking, that's all!

In a single sentence, the solemn said it dryly and blinked, without any temper.

At lunchtime, Zhuang Yan and Liu Ruiyong were sitting on the small steps in front of the kitchen of the cooking class, watching people come and go.

Today's pork knuckles are fat and big enough, and the quantity is sufficient. The students of the third squadron are all full of oil and satisfied.

Everyone who passed by saw Zhuang Yan and Liu Ruiyong, and those who knew the students from the same district team felt strange.

"Huh? Aren't you going in for dinner?"

"No, no..." Zhuang Yan and Liu Ruiyong touched their belly embarrassingly, "I'm full, I'm full."

"It's good to help the cook. Did you eat enough when you first came out of the pot?"

"...Yes...Is it..."

The two of them couldn't do anything other than embarrassment on their faces.

Helping the cook this day, Zhuang Yan broke the record for food intake in his life, eating sixteen big steamed buns, and was full for a full day.

By the time of dinner in the evening, the steamed buns still showed signs of not being digested. He cursed the Secretary thousands of times in his heart, but no matter how much he cursed in his heart, he couldn't change the pain of staring at others eating meat at noon.

This day was the most depressing day since solemnly serving as a soldier. The fragrant and fat meaty elbows were right in front of him, and the oil and water that he longed for was within reach. He could have bitten them wantonly in annoyance, but he usually suffered from famine. At this time, the same stomach was swollen and full of starch and porridge, and there was no room for pork knuckles at all.

Wang Datong, holding a bowl full of rice, walked to Zhuang Yan and sat down.

"Solemnly, don't you try to stuff it a little?"

plug?

How well the word Wang Dazui is used, Zhuang Yan feels that this fellow can become a writer.

"You also know it's called a plug?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help sneering at him. As a second-year veteran, a senior soldier with a rank higher than himself, escaped from the battle and couldn't share weal and woe, this is what Wang Dazuizui should not The place.

In the morning, the secretary smashed Wang Dazui's rice bowl, but he let him escape the worst punishment - eating steamed buns.

As a result, the secretary walked on his front heels, and this fellow jumped out of the cooking class on his heels. He hurriedly went to the grocery store near the camp that specialized in military business to buy a new rice bowl, and jumped back to the cooking class happily.

When the elbows were out of the pot at noon, this guy took the lead, dazzled his eyes with a pair of chopsticks, and grabbed a bowl of elbows to eat.

Zhuang Yan glanced at Wang Dazui's rice bowl, which was full of rice.

So I couldn't help but wonder, "Where's your meat?"

Wang Dazui smiled slyly, and used chopsticks to open the upper layer of rice, revealing the sauce elbow on the ground.

"Big mouth, I have a word in my heart, I don't know if I should say it or not." Zhuang Yan licked his lips and sucked back the saliva that was about to be drawn out of his mouth.

Wang Dazui took two mouthfuls, and put an elbow in his mouth, and said vaguely, "What?"

"I'm drafting Uncle!" said solemnly.

"Got it." Wang Dazui didn't even pause, as if Zhuang Yan didn't say anything, and continued to eat meat.

Zhuang Yan was really angry, and said, "I said big mouth, can you be embarrassed? Let's help the cook together and get caught together. Your kid flinched and slipped away alone. You are still a soldier, can you be embarrassed? "

Wang Dazui raised his head from the bowl of rice, like Bajie who was interrupted for no reason by just eating food, and said sincerely, "Face? I'm shameless! I want this! You can let me eat this every day, You can be shameless!"

After speaking, he picked up a pig's elbow, held it in front of Zhuang Yan, and shook it proudly, almost not rolling his eyes in anger.

The life of the teaching brigade is becoming regular day by day, and the almost rigorous training of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Army advance squad leader has pushed the solemnity to the brink of collapse.

When he was in the recruit company, Zhuang Yan once thought that this was the worst suffering he had ever suffered in his life, but after coming to the training team, he realized that a mountain is still a mountain high. In the dictionary of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, there is no worst suffering, only more suffering.

Zhuang Yan could no longer imagine where he could continue to increase his intensity. From morning to evening, almost every minute and every moment of training seemed to be a needle in a hole, and there was no chance to catch a breath.

In the morning, the whole squadron usually starts with a 5-kilometer cross-country, and then the teams in each district organize their own training. The first month is almost all physical training. Zhuang Yan tried to run twice five kilometers and one three kilometers once in the morning. In the end, it was almost a climb. Go back to the row room.

Needless to say, in the morning, follow the training plan of the teaching team~lightnovelpub.net~ common subjects one after another.

At times, Majestic felt that this repetitive training was simply torturous.

These subjects, which had been trained in the recruit company for a long time, were retrained here again.

At noon, Zhuang Yan is a member of two commandos. Students with excellent grades can take a nap. Commandos don't even think about this kind of treatment.

The solemn bombing finally improved after his arm was swollen three times. In the third week of entering the teaching team, he finally dropped a distance of 55 meters and left the bombing commando successfully, reaching the excellent standard of the teaching team.

The most terrifying thing is the night. The torture of the day only reaches the peak of life at night.

Only then did Zhuang Yan know that the potential of human beings can be so huge.

When I was in the company, doing one or two hundred push-ups was considered a relatively strict training intensity, but when I came to the teaching team, this training intensity was simply insignificant.

In Luo Xiaoming's words, this is called "insufficient between the teeth"...

Especially when Zhuang Yan was gathering one morning, he saw a student from the second district team panicked and ran out of the toilet and reported to his monitor, "Monitor monitor, I have blood in my urine..."

The squad leader didn't even blink his eyelids, and directly wrote lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that the amount of exercise is less, the urethra is blocked, and it's fine to run for five kilometers!"

Zhuang Yan was almost scared to pee in a single game.

This blood in the urine, is still not enough activity?

Omg!

Even if you practice until you have blood in your urine, you still don’t get enough exercise, so why don’t you just throw it to the garbage collection station for humane destruction?

This is simply perverted!

Of course, there is more than one place where solemnly feels that the coaching team is perverted.

This is where the potential of the soldier is brought to the fore.

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