Special Years

Chapter 789: unexpectedly powerful

To do the latter, the slower you do it, the slower the speed will slow down.

Two thousand push-ups were finally done in two hours.

When it was done, standing in the cold wind with a temperature of only 2 degrees Celsius, Zhuang Yan was soaked all over, and white steam was bubbling from his neck, face, and hair.

"Yes, it looks okay." Achim also looked a little tired, yawned, then stretched and said to the three: "Put your rucksacks on your back and run around the campground. "

He raised his right hand, pointed to a concrete road in the camp ahead, and then turned a 360-degree circle to define the running route.

"Give you twenty minutes to run ten laps around the camp."

result……

This was repeated three times before everyone understood.

Just run and run.

It's not that I haven't run in the country.

Ten laps, at most, is a five-kilometer armed off-road, trivial!

Zhuang Yan, Cui Weinan and Wei Shuping packed up their backpacks and started running without saying a word.

Achime suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.

The mistake is that he underestimated the physical training level of the members of the Chinese special forces.

After all, the special teams of every country feel that they are the most powerful, and even if they are not, they always imply that they are.

Achim believes that, as a member of the amphibious special forces of the navy of country t, the physical fitness of himself and his teammates can already dwarf the crowd.

Now, he found that it was true that he was "distinguished", but the scope was limited to country t.

This is because Achim doesn't know much about history.

This mechanized troop that used to beat the grass, climbed the snow-capped mountains, seized the Luding Bridge, raided Lazikou, and chased the Yingjiang family with both legs on the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea made many people feel incredible. How high are the requirements of the army for the pair of "iron feet".

In his opinion, these people have already done 2,000 push-ups and are on the verge of collapse. If they are allowed to run 5 kilometers with rucksacks weighing more than 60 pounds on their backs, they will definitely not be able to complete it, and they will definitely lie down in the end. Begging for mercy on the ground like a dead fish.

That kind of "dismounting" is the most perfect effect.

However, just as their predecessors on the battlefield of aid to Korea nearly wiped out the entire army, the second sergeant major of the special forces of country T today is equally astonished.

Because he saw that these soldiers did not seem to be vulnerable as expected, but they were very likely to complete the task within the specified time.

Twenty minutes, after doing push-ups for two hours and losing a lot of physical strength, you can still run at such an amazing speed, it's hell!

"Wow! Are these guys the first rabbits?"

Another teaching assistant who has rested for more than two hours, Fahri, who is also a second sergeant major, walked to Achim and looked at the three soldiers running on the road in the camp, and couldn't help but marvel.

"Are you sure they did enough 2,000 push-ups just now?"

In this regard, Fahri is very doubtful.

Because in his opinion, the jet lag did not reduce the physical strength of these special forces members, and the 2,000 push-ups did not succeed.

He was a little disappointed.

"These people look okay!"

This is the first contact between the two, and it feels like watching aliens.

In fact, while Zhuang Yan guessed the abilities and attitudes of these instructors, these instructors were also evaluating the abilities of these foreign students.

"Okay, it's almost ten o'clock. After running, we can do the last 'welcome ceremony'." Falih gave a thumbs up and poked in the direction of the room behind him, "The boss is a little uncomfortable. Happy."

The "boss" in his mouth was actually Ahmed, the teaching director of Class C, the tall man who was standing in the team just now.

The entire C class has a total of 36 people, divided into three classes, each with 12 students, and is in charge of a teaching group. The highest leader is the group leader of the teaching group, Barry, 43 years old, with the rank of captain.

Barry is responsible for formulating teaching plans and content, teaching part of the courses, and coordinating the work of the entire C class teaching group.

In fact, it is the director of the teaching group who is responsible for the implementation of the specific teaching content. In fact, it is the chief officer. His name is Ahmed. Today, he is 41 years old. He is a first-class sergeant major. Teaching experience is very rich.

The rest of the teaching group were three teaching assistants, one of them was Achim, and the other was Fahri, both of whom were sturdy, medium-sized, and muscular.

Of course, there is also the smallest one, nicknamed "Jackass", who claims to be Semir with the best physical ability among all the instructors in the teaching group. He is considered the lowest in military rank. Sergeant Major.

In the Naval Special Warfare School, each class is divided into several classes, and the training is carried out independently. The class is equipped with a team of instructors according to the actual situation, and then the team is led by officers. Sometimes, the instructors and teaching assistants may also be officers.

In military training, a guard unit of special operations cadets stationed here - equivalent to the strength of two reinforced companies, they can cooperate with the teaching group to conduct various trainings for the cadets here, such as simulating the blue army, such as Simulate confrontation, and even play the role of the enemy in the anti-interrogation.

Fahri said that the boss was not happy, and it was obvious that Ahmed did not want Achim, who were over-energized, to do too much for the new foreign students.

After all, his style of doing things is relatively calm, and he considers more comprehensive issues, but he doesn't want these young non-commissioned officers who just returned from the EOD training at Yingjiang's house to like to do things so much.

"Okay, I know it." Achim looked at his watch and said disapprovingly, "This is the first time these oriental faces have appeared, so we have to be a little more 'warm'!"

After speaking, the two smiled at each other.

After laughing, Sergeant Major Achim asked Fahri, "Are things ready?"

"The **** is ready over there," Fahri said. "I'll take a look and help."

"Okay, increase the pressure."

"no problem."

...

Zhuang Yan and the other three finally returned to their original places.

Achim looked at the time on the stopwatch, his eyes a little straight.

The time is 19 minutes and 48 seconds.

"Wow wow!" He exclaimed several times: "It seems that your mother gave you a pair of strong legs."

He raised his head and said to the three: "Congratulations, you have achieved the standard, and you are qualified to join our training camp this year."

"Instructor, can we go back to the room to change clothes, take a shower, and have a rest?" Cui Weinan spread his arms and was covered in white smoke: "We have flown tens of thousands of kilometers, it's really bad."

Achim nodded and said, "Of course, you have already completed the test and gained everyone's approval."

He pointed to ~lightnovelpub.net~ in the direction of the barracks.

Zhuang Yan, Cui Weinan, and Wei Shuping turned their heads and found that we were already there in the corridor of the barracks, and they were all looking at them.

"but!"

"You have one last step to get in," Achim said.

"What... procedures?"

Everyone heard it and some didn't understand it.

But generally know what to do.

Zhuang Yan quickly took out the documents in his pocket and handed them over.

Achim shook his head with a wicked smile.

"no! no! no!"

He suddenly switched to English this time.

"Not this procedure."