It’s not like this every day that you don’t worry, replied the instructor. But when I blow the whistle, you all have to do it. No more complaints.

We are so sleepy, right?

There will be no midnight training today. Go home.

After returning to the dormitory, Wang Lei showed an unhappy expression: What are the requirements? Besides, if I don’t sleep well, I will become ugly.

You go to sleep. I don’t want to talk to you about this anymore, Lu Rou said. Instructors’ requirements will be higher and higher. You should be prepared.

Yeah, I know.

You say a few words Lou Rou suddenly stopped Lin Xueshan.

I, what can I say? Just do your best, Lin Xueshan replied.

I want to know why you are so powerful.

It's not like this every day that you don't worry, replied the instructor. But when I blow the whistle, you all have to do it. No more complaints.

I have some martial arts skills before, but they are helpful to me in many ways, said Lin Xueshan.

Can you teach me a few tricks?

Forget it. It’s not true. You can find an instructor to teach you. Lin Xueshan refused her request

What? If you don’t teach, you won’t teach.

The next day, the instructor announced the physical examination the day before to a big screen, and it was clear at a glance who had done several pushups and pullups

Lin Xue ranked first and Lurou ranked second.

Lu Rou, you are so many people are not as good as you. Wang Lei praised Lu Rou directly after seeing her ranking.

It’s nothing, but you have to come on. You came last. Lou Rou laughed.

Don’t make fun of me for coming last, haha Wang Lei retorted.

Have you seen your ranking? The instructor suddenly spoke. What exactly is your position on yourself? What exactly is it? Most people should not be qualified, but what do you think here?

No one answered the instructor’s question

Everyone should pay attention. Every day, I will record and rank your situation and publish it in all companies. If you think it’s socalled, I can’t help it, said the instructor.

19311:

Chapter three hundred and three Running with load

Do you have anything else to ask? said the instructor.

No female soldiers shouted almost at the same time.

Let’s carry out today’s training program. Today, a new loadbearing running is added. Everyone wears five kilograms of heavy objects. The normal speed of running five kilometers is not too fast, but it can’t be too slow. The instructor put forward new requirements.

Ah all the women soldiers were taken aback.

What’s the matter? Are you afraid of being tired? It won’t matter if you are tired for a month.

I am still the first instructor, Lin Xueshan said confidently.

No, I’m the first. Lu Rou took a fancy to this position very much.

Good. I hope you can keep this level.

Female soldiers came to the runway one after another, and the heavy objects had already filled the ground, which seemed to be prepared by these female soldiers.

What are these things?

Heavy things, you have to carry these things on your back for a while. Although it’s not big, it still takes some strength to pick them up. I dare say that some of you can’t even walk after picking up these things. Don’t say that I like to hurt your selfesteem. Think about it.

The longdistance running began. Lin Xueshan and Lu Rou took the lead in picking up heavy objects and came to the runway.

No one else? The instructor looked at his female soldier.

Before the instructor finished, Lu Roulin Xueshan rushed out directly.

And his female soldiers also picked up heavy objects on the runway one after another.

Run instructor behind constantly urged.

Lu Rou feels very tired because she has a heavy object on her back, and Lin Xueshan’s face is ugly, but it doesn’t seem too serious

In his female soldiers, it is not as easy as Lin Xueshan. If they haven’t run for a kilometer, they can’t run.

Some people can’t, the instructor urged behind.

Some women soldiers can’t help it. They just lost their heavy objects.

Hey, who allowed you to lose your weight? Pick it up quickly. The instructor shouted impatiently.

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