Zhuang Yan would never have imagined that the coaching team that left the pre-training squad leader was as quiet as a nursing home.

On the first day that the trainees left, Zhuang Yan, as usual, got up and went out to exercise.

Just walking out of the row room, the entire basketball court is no longer as lively as it used to be, and there are only ten new and old squad leaders left in the entire third squadron.

Exactly one class.

Gradually, Zhuang Yan discovered the alternative life model of the teaching team.

The teaching brigade is a training base. In addition to the unstoppable pre-scheduled squad leader training every year, the remaining six months are also various trainings, including various elite trainings, various temporary officer trainings, and various military trainings.

In addition, since they are all coaches and squad leaders, all physical training basically relies on self-consciousness.

Professional training is arranged by the brigade and organized by the instructor or the captain of the duty area.

As for self-consciousness, the coach and squad leader of the coaching brigade have no problem at all. After all, they were all the squad leaders, and most of the ones who stayed behind were eager to go to the military academy. Even if no one supervises your training every day like a recruit company or company, you have to arrange some training for yourself.

Zhuang Yan found that no matter the new or old monitor, everyone was very self-conscious.

After the morning exercise assembly was disbanded, the squadron leader Zhou Huping said: "You can do physical training for yourself. Today's daytime training is shooting. You are the squad leader, and you must train every infantry weapon to the most skillful level. After breakfast After that, the captain of the duty area is in charge of assembling the personnel, and today, teacher Peng of the brigade headquarters is in charge of organizing you to go to the shooting range for subject training on various weapons."

After all, wave your hand.

"Disband!"

Standing solemnly where he was, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After nearly six months of training for the pre-provisioned monitor, I got used to the harsh mode of hell, and now it's so easy, but I'm not used to it.

This day, Wan Wenchang, the captain of District 1, was on duty. He was wearing the red armband of the watchman. He raised his hands and clapped and said, "Let's do some activities in the morning!"

"OK!"

"No problem! Do it!"

"What's exciting for you today?"

The old comrades of the teaching team are eager to try one by one.

On the other hand, the new people who stayed in the team, such as Zhuang Yan, seemed a little confused.

Exciting?

A bunch of coaches and squad leaders, what's the excitement?

"Training in the morning, of course, the activity starts first." Wan Wenchang said: "All district captains and squad leaders must participate together, no exceptions, including me."

As he said, Yichang took off his watchman's armband.

"Tell me, what route do you run?"

"Let's go to the White Dragon Temple!" The document Liao Huang suggested: "Make an intensity of eight kilometers, go up and down the mountain in a single dragon, and tie sandbags."

Wan Wenchang glanced at Liao Huang and said with a smile: "Liao Huang, can you do it? I've seen you stay at the team recently. I think your physical fitness will be abolished if you don't practice."

"No problem, it's not much, just make it up now." Liao Huang said.

Wan Wenchang joked: "Seeing how confident you are, how about adding a two-kilometer gas mask?"

"No problem!" The veterans jokingly echoed.

Liao Huang booed: "Otherwise, the district team will compete with the district team to see who wins and who loses? The losing district team is responsible for carrying the guns of the entire squadron during the shooting training during the day."

"No problem!" The veterans giggled again, and then looked at Zhuang Yan and the others.

Zhuang Yan was secretly surprised when he heard Liao Huang's words.

The so-called adding two kilometers of gas masks refers to the simulation of passing through the chemically contaminated zone when the distance to the end point is two kilometers, and everyone wears gas masks to attack.

What's more, this is still carried out with sandbags tied, which is simply a terrible gameplay.

When the squad leader is pre-trained, the general morning physical training, such as 5 kilometers, 8 kilometers, etc., the coach and squad leader will not carry the same weight as the soldiers, they are all barehanded, only when training in the field, the seventh will carry it on the back. own equipment.

So Zhuang Yan has never been clear about the details of the coach and squad leader. How much urine do these awesome guys have?

It seems to be close to the answer now.

He was starting to get a little bit eager.

In fact, when the veteran squad leaders talked about the game just now, they all turned their attention to the third district team.

Zhuang Yan also understood that it was because there was Zhang Heping in the third district team.

Zhang Heping is a well-known physical water fish. It is estimated that he is the worst one in the entire squadron. The weight-bearing cross-country calculation is the last place result. With Zhang Heping there, it is difficult for the third-district team to win.

"Fuck! Isn't this bullying..." Wang Dazui whispered aside.

Zhuang Yan said: "I'm afraid of a bird, is the old soldier still with three heads and six arms? It's a comparison. Later, remember to bring out the backpack and run with Lao Zhang tied up!"

He thought that his physical fitness was not bad, and he had just graduated from the pre-provisioned squad leader training, which was in his peak state.

Boxing is afraid of young men.

Those veteran soldiers have been soldiers for three years, and two of them were squad leaders. I don't know if they were lazy.

Zhuang Yan felt that he could challenge the authority of the veterans and see who was stronger.

Having made up his mind, he solemnly said loudly, "Compete! The loser will carry a gun in the daytime!"

The veterans burst out laughing, and two of them gave Zhuang Yan a thumbs up: "Yes, the new squad leader has ambition! Let's compare it later, don't be a coward!"

"Whoever counsels his grandson!" Zhuang Yan also followed with a smile.

"Okay, now that it's all decided, let's all go back and get sandbags!" Wan Wenchang said, "Liao Huang, find the captain, shoot the guns and get us guns together, and the others will go back to prepare the equipment. For one comparison, let’s take the most difficult one, fully outfit, don’t pack lightly.”

All the coaches and squad leaders went back to their row rooms to get things. It seems that sandbags and leggings are a must-have item for the coaching team, and everyone has them.

The solemn scalp suddenly numb.

I thought to myself, numb, are these guys so fierce! ? 2 kilometers with a full pack, sandbags and gas masks?

crazy! ?

However, if you say it out, you can't swallow the gauntlet you get back.

Fight!

Looking back, Zhang Heping stood there with a pale face.

Zhuang Yan thought to himself, it's over, lose first before fighting, looking at Zhang Heping's appearance, I'm afraid he's going to kneel in the middle of the road.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?" he asked.

Zhang Heping came back to his senses~lightnovelpub.net~ and squeezed out a forced smile like waking up from a dream: "I...I don't have a sandbag..."

solemnly said: "I have!"

The sandbag left by the old confused is still there.

Zhuang Yan already had a set, and this set was just right for Zhang Heping.

Wang Dazui said, "Old Zhang, aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Heping swallowed his saliva, and in front of his two soldiers, it was absolutely impossible to say no, as long as he was a little bit cowardly, don't expect anyone to look up to him from now on.

"What am I afraid of?! What am I afraid of!?" Zhang Heping emboldened himself: "I have made meritorious deeds in the Lu Academy! I have an undergraduate degree!"

Zhuang Yan remembered the information about Zhang Heping that he had mentioned before, and couldn't help reminding him: "I said Lao Zhang, your military merit badge was written in a thesis, right?"

Zhang Heping blushed, stubbornly said, "It's alright, it's alright, take things and compare them. I've been practicing with you for a month, and I've made great progress!"