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

"One, two, three, four!"

The deafening roars came from far to near, and the rookies came over.

"Stand firm!"

"Tait—"

“Turn right—turn!

Rest a little!"

Bai Xuefeng ran to Zhang Yan and raised his hand to salute, but was stopped by Zhang Yan.

"How are the situations for the rookies?"

"Most people can keep up, and a small number of people still can't."

"If you observe for a while, it really doesn't work, just have a small meal!"

"yes!"

Giving small training sessions to soldiers (students) with poor training results is also an old tradition of the army.

To put it nicely, it is called "passing and helping," to put it badly, it is more practice!

Wherever you can't practice, so     easy!

"The troops brought the tactical field to keep the third company and one squad."

"yes!"

Bai Xuefeng responded, turned around and ran to the front of the team.

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

"Ba, bha!"

The noise of the heels knocked on, which made the instructors present frown.

"After a moment!

Do you have no strength to knock on your heels?

Do you need to do your homework and practice it again?

Do it again, listen to my command. If something goes wrong again, then we will train the queue today!”

Bai Xuefeng's eyes swept across everyone, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

"Bang!"

Now, it sounds much more comfortable.

"Stay one team of three companies and one team behind!

Others, go to the tactical field with me.

Running – go!”

The large army left, leaving behind the rookies from the third company and one team standing in place and trembling.

"Zhao Tianyang!"

"arrive!"

"Your class is responsible for getting the gun!"

"yes!"

Zhao Tianyang responded, then grinned, and ran towards the place where the gun was fired.

The other rookies in the group followed closely and divided the guns on the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Old Zhang, you are using your power for personal gain!"

"What's wrong? You guys are working hard?"

"Hahaha--!"

On the tactical field, rookies are wearing carry-on tools.

The carrying tools used by the Special Warfare Academy are Type 07, which makes the instructors sigh.

They used the 91 style, shoulder bags, raincoats, kettles, and gas masks at the same time as the "left life, right battle" position, and their bodies were wrapped with ropes, which was quite inconvenient.

The 07 style already has a certain level of modularity and looks much cleaner.

"Okay! Stop!"

Tudanyake shouted, and the rookies stopped reluctantly, but their carrying tools were not sorted out yet. They looked crooked, like defeated soldiers on the battlefield.

"Can you move faster?

Answer me—!"

"able!"

"Give you another minute, if you can't wear it well, ah-!"

Tudanyake held a stopwatch in his hand, and while speaking, he glared at the rookies fiercely.

"start!"

The rookies immediately became busy, stretching their left and right, but they always failed to meet the requirements.

Some rookies were anxious, their eyes turned red, and they stomped their feet on the spot. Those who didn't know thought they were wronged!

"Are you stupid?

Don’t you know that two people are in a group and help each other?”

Zhang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but curse.

After saying that, he turned around and looked at a group of rookies.

"What are you guys standing stupidly?

Put the gun on the side of the road and hurry up and put on the gear!”

"Ah? Ah! Yes!"

A minute passed quickly.

"stop!"

He called for a stop again, and most of the novices had finished their equipment.

"People who have not sorted out their equipment, leave the list!"

"Report!"

Zhao Tianyang suddenly raised his arm and wanted to defend himself.

"What are you reporting?

Where did so many reasons come from?”

"Report! No reason!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Tianyang immediately swallowed the words back.

The novices who had not sorted out the equipment walked out of the queue and stood beside them.

“Pushups, get ready!”

"kill!"

"Twenty push-ups, do you have confidence?"

"have!"

"Okay! Listen to my command, every order is moved!"

"Puff, ache—!"

A very unnatural cough suddenly broke out in the queue, and the instructors present laughed unscrupulously.

"What are you coughing?

Are you stuffed with chicken feathers in your throat?”

After being scolded, all the rookies became honest.

Next to them, after finishing the push-ups, the novices quickly put on their gear.

"Return to the team!"

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

Bai Xuefeng turned around and saluted Zhang Yan.
To be continued...