Wang Dazui once told Zhuang Yan when he was coaching the team that every time the training was the hardest, the most difficult, and when he was punished, in addition to the dignity that belongs to a man, he had another idea in his heart. .

The rather self-comforting thought was to think about those commandos who were pulled out by the squad leader every day on a hot noon day to do all kinds of things. In comparison, I was pretty decent.

While the idea is somewhat hilarious, it's undeniably useful.

Now Zhuang Yan was punished by Achim and screamed, and he thought so too.

Compared with those classmates who carried more than 50 kilograms of oxygen cylinders to the h-point, Zhuang Yan felt that he was still lucky.

Others ran nearly four kilometers of beach with oxygen cylinders on their backs, while myself and my teammates were only punished to do 100 push-ups with oxygen cylinders on their backs. In comparison, it was much more comfortable.

In fact, for members of special forces like Zhuang Yan, all physical training will become Buddhist in the end.

You have to accept the saying that today is always harder than yesterday, and yesterday was always the easiest day.

Excellent military quality is not blown out of your mouth. If you want to get the top military combat level, you have to pay n times more sweat than others.

Otherwise, you can choose not to serve in the special forces, go to a general company, or go to the logistics. It will be much more comfortable there, you will not be able to touch a gun several times a year, and no one will force you to train. The family became the common people again, and went to live their own comfortable life.

If you have requirements, you have to pay. There will be no pie in the sky, and results are never picked up.

After doing push-ups, my hands and feet were already shaking.

Two oxygen cylinders are equivalent to the weight of an average adult.

Achim and Fahri finally left, and before leaving, they left a sentence: "Have a rest after dinner, there is still a lot of training in the afternoon."

After dropping those words, the two instructors turned around and left.

Under the pergola, Zhuang Yan, Cui Weinan, Wei Shuping, and Comrade Kasim, the "animal" from country H, were finally able to sit back at the table and face their hard-earned lunch again.

Just finished doing push-ups with weights, everyone's hands are shaking, they can't hold a spoon, and since the whole "reward" process is done under the hot sun and on the hot sand, everyone is now a pair of underdogs looks like.

The sea water dripped down on the table, and solemnly took off his physical training t-shirt, used it as a sweat towel, and wiped off his sweat again.

Kasim glanced cautiously in the direction the instructor left, and whispered, "Isn't he afraid that the punished person will return before they reach the h point?"

Hearing that, Zhuang Yan almost wanted to grab the clothes and throw them on Kasim's head.

This guy is really...

Please, since Instructor Achim and the others were able to secretly monitor everyone on the third floor just now, is it not possible now?

It is less than two kilometers away from point h, and the barracks is only two hundred meters away from here. Isn't it as easy to monitor?

What's more, who has just been fined for playing tricks, who dares to be lazy now?

Lunch had been on the table for some time, and flies were already flying on it.

But I had to eat it, and I couldn't dive in the afternoon if I didn't eat it.

Fortunately, after coming to R Island, although the quality of the food has not improved, the number of times has increased.

There are more temporary snacks. For example, after diving, the instructors will be kind enough to distribute some fruits and dry cheese to replenish calories. Fruits are often bananas and other things that are good for digestion.

In order to survive, Zhuang Yan could only wave his hands to drive away the flies that landed on the minced meat spaghetti - every time at this time, Zhuang Yan would pray in his heart, hoping that the flies here are also green, pollution-free and pure.

After eating the food that can only be said to survive and have nothing to do with deliciousness, solemnly washes his lunch box and spoon in front of the fat faucet in the pergola, and then adjusts his watch, dragging his own The backpack lay on top and fell asleep in less than five seconds.

When the alarm clock rang, people woke up, and when they opened their eyes, they heard ghosts crying and wolf howling in the pergola.

Lots of people sitting in the pergola poking blisters.

That's right.

It's the unlucky people who were punished for carrying oxygen cylinders to the h-point.

In fact, this kind of training is quite unscientific, but it is undoubtedly the best choice for tempering the will.

Carrying dozens of kilograms of oxygen cylinders to h-point at the noon of the highest temperature in summer on Island R, this kind of training reminded solemnly of roast duck feet, one of the top ten forbidden dishes in ancient China.

It is said that this dish is to put live duck on a slightly hot iron plate, and warm the iron plate coated with seasoning.

Live ducks will walk around on the iron plate because of the heat, and then start to jump.

In the end, the duck feet were cooked, but the duck was still alive. The feet were cut off and served on a plate, and the duck was used for other purposes.

It is rumored that the duck feet made in this way are unique and delicious.

Zhuang Yan has never eaten roast duck feet, but there is a group of live "roast ducks" in front of him.

Going barefoot on a hot sandy beach is not only about the heat, but the sand contains a lot of broken shell fragments, which are extremely sharp.

People who are not familiar with the situation at the beach often ignore these things, because no normal person can run for several kilometers on the beach with such a heavy oxygen cylinder on his back.

Those little shell fragments can rip the skin of your feet, and sometimes if you're unlucky enough, it can pierce your skin like a needle, dig into your flesh, and cause you a lot of pain.

What's worse than this is the shoulders. Carrying such a heavy oxygen cylinder, the brackets and canvas straps will also wear out the shoulders, and the sweat will soak in and cause a lot of pain.

My feet hurt, my shoulders hurt, and my waist became extremely uncomfortable because of the support.

Therefore, in R Island, the punishment program of rushing to h is always one of the reserved items for the SAS training instructors.

The teammates who rushed to the h-point had not had time to deal with the wound on their feet, and had to quickly grab a few mouthfuls of rice with the fastest speed.

There is no rest at noon during the training here~lightnovelpub.net~ The instructor will let you sleep for 20 minutes if you are merciful - in fact, in that **** field tent on the hillside like a steamer, no one is there Can sleep peacefully.

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The students, who had not had time to swallow the spaghetti, heard the rapid whistle again.

Instructor Achim's perpetually excited voice echoed on the beach like a long howl of a devil.

"Slackers! I'll give you 20 seconds to pack up, put your diving gear on your back and gather at the beach, and take you animals out today to continue playing in the water!"

Yes, he likes to call water sports "playing with water," to at least make the dreadful training a little "kinder."

However, anyone who has been a special forces soldier knows that diving is a very risky thing.

Maybe the teammates you go out with every day will have a little situation in the water, and then the scythe of the death **** will easily take the life of you or your colleagues.

That kind of death is so easy.