The next morning, everyone came to the training ground as usual, and first instructor Wei Yi led everyone to jog a few laps on the training ground like the rest of the team.

Then, the disgusting, frightened, bald-headed, one-eyed thug appeared on the rostrum again.

After Wei Yi led everyone to finish the lap, the queue stood under the rostrum like other teams.

Wan Shi'an and Pang Ziqiang began to mumble: "Shouldn't we make up for yesterday's push-ups today? If you want to make up for it, I'll do a few first, and then lie on the ground and prepare to be whipped." ”

"Me too, and I wore an extra vest on my back today, hehe. Pang Ziqiang snickered.

Instructor Wei Yi heard the two muttering quietly, walked over from the front of the team to stop them, and returned to the front of the team.

Bao Daqi stood straight on the rostrum, scanning everyone with his only remaining eye. Although there is only one eye left, Ma Dongbao can still feel the sharpness in it, and once he touches it, it can make people shudder.

Moreover, today, because of the angle problem, Ma Dongbao saw Bao Daqi's broken eye clearly, and the whole thing was bulging, like a big sarcoma, or a big meat bun, with obvious knife marks on it.

"We were training to run with weights today, and everyone spread out and prepared their backpacks. Bao Daqi briefly introduced a few words, and then stopped talking.

Wei Yi instructed everyone to spread out and pull out a certain distance.

After everyone dispersed according to the instructions, they stood in place for a long time and did not receive new orders.

Everyone was puzzled, but Wan Shi'an snickered at this time and whispered: "It seems that the chief instructor forgot about the push-ups that were not completed yesterday......"

Pang Ziqiang also responded excitedly, and made a grimace at Wan Shi'an.

At this time, a large military truck drove up and stopped at the front of the line.

The door opened, and a bucket rolled from the car. Oh no, jumping from the car with an iron bucket.

Iron bucket skillfully removed backpacks from the car, carrying 5 in one hand and 10 backpacks in both hands, and easily walked from the front of the squad to the back, leaving a backpack next to each recruit wherever he passed.

When it was sent to Ma Dongbao's team, Ma Dongbao saw that the one who could carry 10 backpacks at the same time with both hands at a time was not an iron bucket, but a steel plate robot. From head to toe, it was all wrapped in steel plates, jet black, but shiny.

Wan Shi'an saw the robot coming over, and muttered in a low voice: "It turned out to be a robot, it looks easy to carry 10 backpacks at a time, it's a cotton bag, right?"

"How can we be allowed to carry cotton bags? Pang Ziqiang whispered.

"Isn't the quilt still made of cotton?" Wan Shi'an asked rhetorically.

The steel plate robot didn't say a word, put down a backpack next to Wan Shi'an and walked to the next person.

"It's interesting, there are robots here, I wonder what this robot will do besides sending backpacks?" Wan Shi'an muttered quietly.

"I don't know if I will go to the battlefield and fight against the black fish?" Pang Ziqiang replied.

"Alas, you see that he is swarthy, could it be that we captured the black fish captive?" Wan Shi'an suddenly made a bold guess.

"Oh, it turns out that the black fish looks like this!" Pang Ziqiang pretended to be surprised.

Instructor Wei Yi saw that the two kept muttering, so he walked over from the front row to stop them.

It didn't take long for each recruit to have an extra backpack by their side.

Bao Daqi issued an order on the rostrum to officially start training.

Everyone began to prepare their bags on their shoulders. Ma Dongbao didn't even lift the bag when he carried it for the first time, thinking that this backpack looks inconspicuous, why is it so heavy?

"My mother!" Pang Ziqiang shouted while carrying his bag: "It's so heavy!"

Seeing this, Wan Shi'an riveted his hands and lifted it vigorously, but the backpack did not move at all.

"What's in here?" Ma Dongbao thought to himself, and lifted a crack in the backpack cover with his hand, and found that it was a whole piece of pig iron inside, no wonder it was so heavy.

"If you can't carry it on your shoulders, you can help each other. Instructor Wei Yi reminded everyone when he saw that everyone couldn't lift their backpacks.

Ma Dongbao had to adjust his posture and riveted himself before carrying the backpack on his back.

Zhao Houzhu first put on his own backpack, and then helped everyone to carry their backpacks one by one.

"It's so heavy!" everyone screamed at the same time as they put their backpacks on their shoulders.

Immediately grinning at the same time, as soon as the iron pimple backpack was put on his back, the wound that squeezed yesterday's back was a heart-piercing pain.

"This backpack weighs 400 kilograms. Instructor Wei Yi introduced: "Everyone is running with a backpack and a weight for a while. ”

"400 kilograms!" Wan Shi'an exclaimed, "Why hasn't it crushed me yet?"

"This is the result of the previous medicine training, otherwise everyone would not be able to bear such training intensity. Zhao Houzhu explained.

Ma Dongbao checked the backpack with his hand, it was indeed very heavy, but fortunately, it could withstand it. But I began to secretly admire the robot just now, worthy of being an iron guy, carrying 10 backpacks in both hands, walking very easily and freely!

As soon as the instructor gave the order, everyone still ran laps on the training ground as a team. At first, it was okay, and the weight was bearable for everyone.

Although the backpack kept rubbing against yesterday's whiplash, the pain passed, and everyone became numb.

After about 30 laps along the training ground, some people began to lose their time.

"I didn't expect to be able to run so many laps with this iron lump on my back. Wan Shi'an gasped and began to speak again.

"I didn't even think I would be able to run with this big lump on my back. Pang Ziqiang laughed at himself.

"I have to say that the medicine training is quite effective, otherwise you can see that my little hemp pole can run so many laps with a big iron lump on my back. Xiao Shoujing said breathlessly.

"It seems that the measurement rating is quite effective, and if it doesn't pass, it's really hard for me to imagine the current situation. Wei Jiayi also said with sweat.

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"Everyone, stop talking, save some energy, there are still hundreds of laps to run. Instructor Wei Yi reminded everyone loudly.

"What? How many more laps do you have to run?" Wan Shi'an almost froze in place, glad that he didn't have to make up for yesterday's push-ups in the morning, but he didn't expect that there would be a bigger pit waiting for him today.

With such a big iron lump on my back, I already feel that I am almost at the limit for 30 laps, and you say that there are hundreds of laps waiting for me in the future, do you really want my life?

All of them, after hearing the instructor's shouting, were engaged in a similar psychological struggle.

But the instructor did not shout the order to stop, and everyone did not dare to slack off, and continued to insist on running forward.

Some people started shaking, some people started to fall behind, retreating to the inner level for jogging......

Ma Dongbao found that the backs of some recruits' training uniforms had been stained red with blood, presumably because the iron pimple backpack had worn out yesterday's whiplash. I don't know if it was not dealt with last night or if it was not treated with medicine at all.

After struggling for about 10 laps, someone couldn't hold it anymore and began to fall to the ground.

Seeing that someone took the lead and fell to the ground, he instantly lay on the ground and fell to the ground in a large area.

Bao Daqi grimaced, raised his leather whip high, and whipped it up on the buttocks lying on the ground, and the crisp whip was followed by a miserable wail, and the beaten person jumped up in an instant, and insisted on running forward.

Immediately after the second whip sounded, the second man received another whip on the buttocks. Seeing this, the others got up and ran again.

People kept falling, getting up, struggling to run a few laps and then falling back down. Since then, the whip of Bao Daqi has continued, but from the beginning of the sparse, it has become more and more dense.

Even so, the number of people who have fallen is increasing, as more and more people have reached the limit of what they can bear.

Pang Ziqiang, Wan Shi'an, and Xiao Shoujing all lay down one after another. After being whipped a few times, he struggled to run 2 laps and fell again, and made up his mind that he would rather be whipped than get up and continue running.

Fortunately, the chances of being whipped are getting smaller and smaller, because more and more people are falling.

There are fewer and fewer people on the runway who are still gritting their teeth and holding on. Ma Dongbao's group is left, Ma Dongbao and Zhao Houzhu and Zhang Xiaoshun are gritting their teeth and insisting.

Later, Zhang Xiaoshun couldn't stand it anymore and fell.

Zhao Houzhu was already out of breath and sweating profusely, but his pace was not chaotic, just a little slower.

Ma Dongbao is also slow, but the whole person's performance is good. The breathing is also relatively even, and the pace is still steady.

At one point, Ma Dongbao felt that the iron bump on his back was getting heavier and heavier, and his steps were getting heavier and heavier, and then when he was almost about to fall, suddenly there was a sound of the machine starting in his body, and then the sound of the machine running was maintained, Ma Dongbao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, although he still felt a little tired, but there was absolutely no feeling that he couldn't support and was about to fall.

Ma Dongbao understood that the mysterious power in his body had exploded again, and at this time, he felt that he could burst out with more power, but he didn't, just followed Zhao Houzhu's slow pace closely.

At this time, there were probably more than 20 people on the track who gathered together and insisted on running, Ma Dongbao can't remember how many laps he ran at the moment, 100 laps? 200 laps?

After Bao Daqi's leather whip kept falling on the fallen person, when he could no longer fight, he gave up continuing to whip the fallen person.

He came to the edge of the track, and when he looked at the small crowd that was still running but slowed down, a crisp whip exploded over the heads of the group, and shouted: "Speed up for me, do you want to grind like a girl tomorrow?"

Before the words fell, it really worked, and 5 people in the crowd quickly rushed out, leaving the others behind.

Ma Dongbao also had the strength to sprint faster, but he didn't, he just followed Zhao Houzhu, who was struggling to speed up a little, thinking that he could keep up with this 2nd rank mid-level veteran.

Bao Daqi's leather whip began to twitch, and he noticed that whoever didn't use all his strength exploded on whose head he was whipped with the whip. Those who still had the strength to do so didn't dare to slack off, and quickly rushed out of the team.

In this way, the pile of people who had been gathered together was pulled back apart.