At the end of September, basic military training was in full swing.

The wind was blowing in Kiel, the Baltic Sea was high and the waves were harsh. The intense waves beat against the small sea boats placed across the beach. Lieutenant Kielhoff, who was responsible for physical training, stepped on the soft beach and pointed to the lighthouse located deep in the sea and said coldly:

"Today's subject is three-person rowing training, each three-person group. The first group to arrive at the lighthouse can end today's training in advance, and finally reach a group of 100 push-ups at the lighthouse!"

From the beach to the lighthouse, there are at least three thousand meters. Three thousand meters are not difficult or dangerous on land, but on the windless sea, it was a very long journey. Wang Heidi raised his little arms and bruised and purple due to these three weeks of overloaded military training, and was a little nervous.

"Silem, Oden, Redel, you three are in groups!" Instructor Kielhoff seemed to be a Martian. He ignored the conflict between Silem, Redel and Oden, and forced the three of them together in an undisputed tone.

"Instructor, I object!" As soon as Kilhoff finished speaking, Oden jumped out and said desperately: "I don't want to be with the idiot Sireme, he will drag me down!"

"I'm afraid that you will get cramps in the end if you can't hold on!" Although the otaku was uneasy and lacked confidence, he did not lose. The otaku was determined to be a stubborn person and hold on to the end.

"What, Oden, don't you dare?" Redel also spoke sarcastically: "Don't worry, if we are the last one in Silem, I'm willing to complete those hundred push-ups for you!"

Oden did not respond to Redel's provocation directly, but instead asked Kirchoff with his eyes. There was a Shangfang sword given by the principal Laiche, and the tradition of the Kiel Naval Academy to encourage competition, Kirchoff put the principles and rules aside and nodded in agreement.

Oden agreed, but Wang Heidi regretted it. He sneakily pulled Redel down and said with a hint of disgrace: "Redel, I'll just talk about it. Why are you serious about it? What if..."

"Silem!" A hint of anger appeared on Redel's face. He pressed against Wang Heidi's head and said furiously: "Silem, if you still want to stay in the military academy and want to gain a foothold in the fiercely competitive navy, then don't prepare any retreat for yourself. Don't think of retreating when you encounter difficulties and say you can't do it! Silem, you can retreat once or twice, but you can still retreat for a lifetime?! You want to be nailed to the pillar of shame by Oden's nobles, and you will always be looked down upon by others?!"

Although Redel's advice was deafening, the fallen soul of the otakus Xiaofu was already terminally ill. Wang Heidi nodded timidly, lowered her head and rolled up her shorts, picked up the wooden oar and threw it on the boat, and pushed the boat into the sea with a humming sound.

"Silem, you control the direction at the bow!"

Oden jumped onto the boat and pushed Wang Heidi to the bow, saying expressionlessly.

Although driving a boat is a technical job, it doesn't take much effort after all. Wang Heidi understands that it is Oden taking care of him. He glanced at Oden, nodded, and sat in the bow of the ship.

"Go!" Kirchoff shouted.

Fourteen groups of small boats set out together, and the boatmen half kneeled on the boat, and the oars in their hands flew up and down, trying to row towards the direction where the lighthouse was.

"Major Stenzel, do you think this is appropriate?" The boat gradually moved away, and Kierhoff turned toward the cape highland where Stenzel was, and he said doubtfully: "The conflict between the nobles and civilians within the navy has been around for a long time. The principal asked the nobles and civilians to mix the same dormitory and mix them into different groups, prospering and losing, and using a sense of collective honor to bridge this contradiction, but I think this effort is in vain."

"I hope Colonel Tirpitz is not joking..." Stenzel did not answer Kilhall's question directly. He sighed in a slight sigh and muttered in a low voice.

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The wind and waves are very strong, and every step of the boat goes further, the boatman will have to spend a lot of energy. Conquering the violent sea is not a task that can be completed by one person. The shrewd naval cadets divide the work and cooperate, two row the oars and one person rests on the boat, and rotate alternately so that they can get under the lighthouse as soon as possible.

The situation in Oden's group is a bit different. Once he encounters the sea, Wang Heidi usually cannot count on him. He was seasick and was lying on the board, rolling his eyes and vomiting so dark.

Although Oden and Redel are people with excellent physical fitness, their physical fitness is limited after all. Soon, the distance they had been opened in the early stage was gradually caught up by the ship behind. Even Herman's face of being arrogant when he succeeded was clearly visible. Redel and Redel and Redel were unwilling to give up the first place they won, so they had to grit their teeth and try their best to hold on.

"Oden, let me do it..." Oden sprained his wrist while rowing. Although he pretended to be nothing, Wang Heidi found a clue from Oden's trembling wrist.

"Silem, you don't need the help of you, a military idiot." Oden rolled his eyelids. Although the pain was unbearable and sweating profusely, his unruly feeling had not changed at all.

Herman's group finally caught up and seemed to be overtaking. Oden and Redel looked at each other, forgetting the previous unhappiness and speeding up the frequency of paddling. Unfortunately, Oden was already at the end of his strength. The biting pain on his wrist made Oden unable to catch the paddle anymore, so he had to put down the paddle and sit on the sea boat and fall to death.

The other groups of ships rushed over one after another. After a while, Wang Heidi and the others had already landed at the end. Oden hammered the boat board hard, and said unwillingly:

"Lost..."

The lost small sea boat was like rootless duckweed on the vast sea, bumping up and down in the wind and waves, floating at will. The seasick Wang Heidi took off the student uniform and took over the wooden oar. Although her face was pale, her eyes were full of firmness.

"Redel, it depends on us..." Wang Heidi half-kneeled at Oden's original position and spitted into the palm of his hand. Although the hero was short of breath, he was still stubborn.

The small sea boat continued to set off, chasing the waves of the strong sea breeze. Herman's group was already exhausted, and Redell and Wang Heidi were thrilling and chasing for life. Oden, who was lying on the bow of the ship, did not make any angry moves due to the years of education of aristocratic gentleman, did not make any moves of anger, but it was not difficult to guess the turbulence in his heart from the burning flames in his eyes.

The lighthouse was right in front of her, and Herman's group finally fell to the second to last. Seeing that Wang Heidi and the others were approaching, Herman, who was afraid of accepting punishment, did not care about his friendship with Oden, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, come on, don't let Oden catch up!"

"arschloch!" Hermann was obviously also red from his eyes. The German curse was uttered again, and he grabbed Wang Heidi's shoulder and cheered: "Silem, hold on, you can't lose to that guy Herman!"

Maybe it was God's appearance, maybe it was Redel's scolding that worked, or maybe it was Oden's encouragement that made Wang Heidi unload his burden. The character Wang Heidi accumulated after traveling through time broke out at one time, and the seasickness problem disappeared cleanly at this moment, just like the possession of the hero Bolt, who received the blessing of Liu Xiang's holy light, and his combat effectiveness doubled. Wang Heidi fired his bow left and right, and the oars flew up and down, and he doubled the speed of the boat. When he arrived at the lighthouse, he was barely faster than Herman and the others.

Hermann knelt on the boat, tears in his eyes, and howled with tears. Heardi, Oden and Redell were exhausted and fell softly on the boat, looking at the embarrassing other party and laughing endlessly.

"Oden, do you still look down on us civilians?" Raidel asked pantingly on the side of the ship.

"Of course, the glory of the nobles cannot tolerate any blasphemy!" The nobleman Bernhard von Oden from Bavaria ignored Sileme and Raidel with a shocked face. He raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, his nostrils facing the sky with a arrogant face: "I am the great Junker nobleman. My family has hundreds of years of inheritance. The blood of the Teutonic Knight flows in my body. He abides by the ancient covenant of loyalty to the king, and promises to protect the rich land of Germany for generations, and believe in iron blood without fear of war and never give up!"

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Chapter completed!