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Chapter Thirteen: Two rookies fainted(1/2)

After the push-up training, the rookies conducted [standing long jump] and [single-leg squat] training one after another.

Overall, the process went smoothly.

However, there are naturally various punishments that are indispensable.

Frog jumping, duck steps, and variety of push-ups... let the rookies fully experience the enthusiasm of the army's training.

What made the instructors feel sorry for was that they failed to practice the squat position.

After the one-legged squat training, Zhang Yan appeared in front of everyone.

"There are all, and we are in two rows facing me and gather!"

"Tait!"

Neither instructors nor rookies dared to delay any delay. They took a quick pace and quickly completed the queue.

“Next training subject: horizontal bars!

The training ground is on the tactical ground, so you can get familiar with the ground in advance.

good!

Now everyone is there, stand at attention!

Turn right!

Turn right back, run - walk!"

"Let's shout a slogan to boost morale!

Duck two, duck two, duck two, duck two, duck two, three, four!"

"One, two, three, four!"

“The sound is not loud enough!

Show your energy!

After finishing the horizontal bar, the troops stopped fucking!

Come on, shout again!”

"One, two, three, four!"

This time, it sounds like that.

Soon, the team was taken to the tactical field.

Looking at several standard 400 obstacle courses, the rookies' old habits suddenly became re-defeated.

"I'll go, wouldn't it be for us to run the 400-meter obstacle?"

"I would rather run 10,000 meters than run 400 meters!"

"Oh, you actually know this?"

"Nonsense, what the instructor said during our university military training!"

"Zhao Tianyang, Wang Yunteng, come out!"

Zhao Tianyang and Wang Yuteng immediately shut up, and at the same time stepped forward and stood in front of everyone.

"A lot of nonsense!

Do I still need to repeat the queue discipline?”

"Report! No need!"

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Tianyang, go back and copy the "Quad Order" and hand it over to me before the lights are turned off at night."

Zhao Tianyang's face suddenly fell down.

But when facing Zhang Yan, he could not feel any rebellious and could only obey orders.

"yes--!"

"Also, since you two like to run 400 meters of obstacles, I will give you a chance to perform today."

Hearing this, Wang Yunteng and Zhao Tianyang suddenly widened their eyes.

Wang Yunteng wanted to say something, but Zhao Tianyang grabbed his arm tightly.

“Oh, by the way!

I know you don’t understand the key points of movement, so I asked two instructors to demonstrate to you.

You can relax and prepare now.”

After saying that, Zhang Yan turned his head and looked at the instructor's team.

"Zhang Jin, Ren Jiahe!"

"arrive!"

Two instructors left the line and reached the starting point.

"400 meters obstacle, listen to my command and prepare!

start!"

The 400-meter obstacle includes eight obstacles: span piles, trenches, low walls, high board jumping platforms, cloud ladders, single-plank bridges, high walls, and low pile nets. There are eight obstacles to run back and forth twice, and the total number is sixteen obstacles.

According to the training outline, the time is within 2 minutes and 30 seconds and pass;

Within 2 minutes and 15 seconds, good;

Within 2 points, excellent.

The officers and soldiers of the special forces can basically run within 1 minute and 50 seconds, while the current record of the entire army is 1 minute and 19 seconds.

Zhang Jin and Ren Jiahe were both very fast, but when they crossed the [Two-meter Board], Ren Jiahe fell behind.

Ren Jiahe is a pilot of the Army Aviation Force, and there is still a certain gap between daily physical training and special forces.

Zhang Jin came from the "Eagle" special combat brigade and fought on the front line all year round, so his physical fitness was naturally very good.

In the end, Zhang Jin completed the demonstration with 1 minute and 35 seconds and Ren Jiahe with 1 minute and 47 seconds.

After the two instructors returned to the finish line, Zhang Yan looked at the two rookies.

"Zhao Tianyang, Wang Yunteng!

Prepare!"

Hearing the order, the two novices reluctantly reached the starting point.

"Tell you good news!

As long as you can run in for 2 minutes, I won’t punish you today.”

"Um?"

The two novices' eyes suddenly lit up, as if it was not impossible!

"but!

If you can't run for 2 minutes, you won't need to train later, just lift the bar!

When will you stop fucking, when will you come down!”

Zhao Tianyang couldn't help but purr and swallowed.

Then he quietly said to Wang Yunteng: "Brother, you must run hard no matter what!"

Wang Yunteng was stunned at first, then nodded seriously.

Although he didn't know why, he knew that the two were grasshoppers on the same rope!

"start!"

"ah--!"

Zhao Tianyang roared and rushed out.

It seems that only in this way can we vent his inner depression.

The two novices really fought hard!

After a day of training, the two rookies dared to jump directly from the ladder, which means they were a bit brave.

This is exactly what made the instructors present take a high look.

But, it's just a glance!

The survival training of special forces is much crueler than this, and the current training can only be regarded as playing house.

Time passed by one by one, and Zhao Tianyang took the lead in running through the obstacles.

"Report!

Instructor, how long have I, I, run?"
To be continued...
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