Autumn is here, and the weather in the south is still as sultry as a stove.

At noon, Zhuang Yan conducted a training called "finger strength" on the big playground.

Han Zi boasted that he had moved a small bench and sat under the shade of the trees on the side of the field, like a landowner sitting on the side of the field watching the tenants work, his eyes swept over every soldier present.

"Beep-"

Luo Pingan walked back and forth in front of the team, taking a few steps, and the whistle in his mouth rang rhythmically.

Every time he blows the whistle, Zhuang Yan lifts the two 20-pound cement blocks in his hands to his chest.

This kind of cement block made Zhuang Yan sounded the bowling ball he used to go to the seaside bowling alley with his brother Zhuang Buping when he was at home.

There are two kinds of this kind of cement block, one has a bump the size of a fist, just enough for the hand to grasp; the other has five holes on it, just enough to put down five fingers.

Obviously, this thing was definitely made by the "Red Arrows" brigade themselves.

Every time the whistle sounded, Zhuang Yan had to lift the two cumbersome things in his hands flat, and his arms should not be bent at all to meet the standard.

"Work harder! Zhang Yaoyi, can't you straighten your arm? Would you like me to help?"

Yan Guanjun, the monitor of class B, shuttled through the team, checking everyone's movements.

Zhang Yaoyi's face turned pale, sweat dripped down her cheeks like a stream, and the camouflage uniform on her body was already soaked.

Speaking of this kind of training, Zhang Yaoyi was the weakest among Zhuang Yan and the others.

After all, I was a serious infantryman before, so have you practiced such a moth-like training?

I have already lifted it hundreds of times just now, not to mention the feeling of cramping in my fingers, and even the skin on my fingers is torn, and the wound is tingling and tingling. Every lift is a kind of torture.

"Squad leader...I can't move..."

Zhang Yiyi was the first to release her hand, hugged her palm, and squatted on the ground.

Yan Guanjun stepped up and stood beside Zhang Yanyi.

"lift it up!"

"Squad leader, it really can't be done..." Zhang Yiyi spread her hands and stretched out in front of Yan Guanjun.

The solemn standing in front of Zhang Yaoyi quietly turned his head and his eyes fell on his two hands.

Several of the fingers were already red, blood seeping from the frayed skin, and the edges of the finger holes of the two cement blocks on the ground had dried brown blood on the edges.

The solemn hand is also very tired, but fortunately there is no frayed skin.

Now, instead, he is glad that he played sandbags with Yang Songlin for a full year.

This makes the skin on Zhuang Yan's hands thick enough, at least in this kind of training, he can suffer less.

Han Zizuo stood up from the small bench, walked to Zhang Yiyi's side, looked at his hand, and said to Yan Guanjun, "Take him to the hygienist to clean up the wound and bandage it."

Zhang Yiyi can go to the health team, but she can't be envious of the solemn ones. This is simply a blessing in disguise.

"Everyone else has it! Don't look at it!" As soon as Zhang Yuanyi left, Luo Pingan said loudly, "Are you guys envious of Zhang Yuanyi?"

No one dared to speak.

Zhuang Yan secretly thought, why does the monitor always ask some nonsense that others dare not answer?

Thinking back to when I was the monitor, it seemed like I would say such stupid things that no one would answer.

This position of monitor is really bad. Once you become the monitor, people's heads are a little funny.

"Don't think this kind of boring training is useless, tell you, every veteran here has at least ten layers of skin off his hands!"

He raised his hand and spread it out to the crowd.

Zhuang Yan saw that Luo Pingan's finger skin was indeed thick and thick, like wearing a layer of gloves, and the fingerprints on it were a little fuzzy.

"As a special force, climbing is a stunt that must be mastered. It's like doing a horizontal bar with sandbags on your feet. This kind of **** training will help improve the strength of your fingers. If you have trained your hands, whether it is a future study Climbing or capturing prisoners, it's useful."

He raised his right hand and made a pinching motion in the air.

"If you feel the whistle, make sure you can crush the opponent's Adam's apple with one hand under certain circumstances, so that he can't make any sound!"

When Luo Ping'an said this, the eyes in his eyes suddenly became sharp, like two sharp blades shining with cold light, releasing a murderous aura in an instant!

Zhuang Yan immediately got goosebumps again.

In the past, as an infantryman, although he also shot a lot of guns, he really never thought of using his hands to kill the enemy with his bare hands.

Come here to learn Hong Guoguo's killing skills!

Complete and field infantry are two different things.

Thinking that in the future, he might have the opportunity to crush an enemy's Adam's apple with his hands and send him to see the Lord of Hell, his solemn heart couldn't help thumping a few times.

The "Red Arrow" brigade is not only training special forces, but also training an excellent killing machine!

"Do you know why you have to fight against bricks and floors? Because in the next step, you have to learn to fight. There is an old saying, to learn to fight, you must first learn to be beaten. When you go to the battlefield, you have to kill the enemy. , First of all, you must learn how not to be killed by others! As I said just now, if you want to crush someone else's Adam's apple, you also have to prevent others from crushing your Adam's apple! How to prevent it? The stupidest, most stupid and most primitive The method is to train your body well first, so that you don't say that you are invulnerable, at least if an ordinary person falls down with a punch, you have to be hit by dozens of punches and still be able to fight! Only alive can you have a chance to fight back!"

"Report to the squad leader..."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help raising his hand.

Luo Pingan raised his chin and said, "Solemnly, you are allowed to speak."

Zhuang Yan said: "In the past month, we have been running cross-country like crazy or practicing these basic things. Isn't our 'hunter' team a sniper team? When will we practice sniper rifles?"

Before Luo Pingan could answer, Han Zizheng came over first.

"You want to practice sniper rifles?"

Zhuang Yan licked his lips and said loudly, "Think! I am here to learn from you, Captain Han, how to be a good sniper!"

Han Zizhen pouted, suddenly turned his head to Luo Ping'an and said, "Leave him to me first."

Luo Pingan nodded.

Han said to himself, "Come on, come with me."

After all, go to the direction of Sanying.

Zhuang Yan stood there and did not dare to move.

Because he didn't know if he was in trouble.

But I want to learn sniping, UU reading www.uukanshu. com seems to sound right. When Han self-proclaimed to recruit himself, what he said was to set up some kind of professional sniper team.

So, wrong again?

"Come on!" Han claimed seven or eight meters away, and turned back to find that Zhuang Yan didn't keep up, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Luo Pingan smiled and looked at the solemn, with a "what are you doing??" expression and raised his chin again: "Go! Team Han doesn't like to eat people, don't worry, you won't die!"

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