"When will you be able to jump, when will we study this matter again!" Jiang Heng was not used to it at all.

His words are enough to make us excited for a long time, Jiang Heng agreed to our request in a different way, I believe that when we fully recover, he will definitely teach us some martial arts skills, although Jiang Papi is not good, but he is very good at talking, and he will never break his word to us.

The next few days were very comfortable, our brother and the three of us occupied the dormitory of ten people to recuperate, and Jiang Heng personally brought the meals to our mouths every day, and we were addicted to "uncle".

Jiang Heng didn't see anyone every day, except for the occasional reprimand when he delivered us food on time and on time, sometimes he couldn't even see him when the lights were out.

Life in the recruit camp is eternal, every day we open our eyes to the sound of the military horn when we get up, and sleep with the whistle of lights out, the difference is that other recruits are practicing kicking and walking in square teams on the training ground, while we are doing recovery training according to Jiang Heng's requirements.

Although everyone didn't say it, they all knew in their hearts that we had become the most special group of soldiers in this phase of recruits, and as for what kind of troops we were, even Luo Quan, who was born in Jiangmen, couldn't explain it.

Speaking of recovery training, I feel that it is actually a hundred times harder than those "brothers" standing in military posture outside, for example, we need to pull the grip device with five springs 300 times in the morning, 200 sit-ups, and some squatting and jumping, half-squatting against the wall and other exercises.

In particular, the half-squat against the wall is no different from the horse step, but it is slightly easier than the horse step, and the ginger peel big arm wave, all of which allow us to train in hours, but compared with the cross-country trek that weighs 20 kilograms at every turn, we are now like living in a honeypot.

But the good days will come to an end, half a month later, Luo Quan's feet can basically go to the ground, this day at noon, Jiang Heng put on a brand new camouflage costume and crooked his mouth at us: "Three masters, you have rested enough, do you want to go out to move your muscles?"

"The squad leader is mighty!" our brothers nodded in unison, although the clothes came to stretch out their hands and the food to open their mouths for a while, Jiang Heng did not allow us to leave the dormitory building half a step, our range of activities was at most less than thirty meters from the house to the bath room, we were at an age when we couldn't sit still, and we were imprisoned by him like a "circle monkey", and we couldn't wait.

"Then let's go!" Jiang Heng drooped his eyelids and nodded expressionlessly.

Jiang Heng led us down from the upper floor, and did not shy away from the sweaty comrades on the playground, who were stunned from the various teams, interrupting the training of the team, and we were all looked at by many comrades with curious eyes along the way.

"Raise your head and chest, and walk in a hurry!" Jiang Heng in front of Meng Buding, slammed his waist and kicked a positive step, thanks to our quick reaction, quickly stood in a column, and followed Jiang Heng's "snap, snap" kick and move forward, the four of us are basically the same whether it is the amplitude of the arm swing or the rhythm of the kick, we eat and live together for a long time, this tacit understanding is still there.

The training ground director of nearly one or two thousand recruits, all of them looked at the four of us in amazement, being watched by so many people at the same time, I felt that my face was a little hot, and I cursed Jiang Heng in my heart, the "treasure of the world", and finally left from the training ground, and Jiang Heng in front of him gave an order: "The step is changing to start, and the prospect is at a constant speed." ”

"Old Jiang Tou, what kind of demon are you doing?" Luo Quan muttered dissatisfiedly in the last row.

Jiang Heng didn't reply and said: "Some waste teams have never participated in training in the sixth class, and when they go to the chief of staff to complain, I just want to prove to them that the men in the sixth class are training even if they are sleeping, grandma is a bear!"

"Tsundere's little ginger.." I turned around and smiled at Luo Quan, and was just about to turn back after teasing, when Jiang Heng who suddenly rushed over kicked him in the stomach and kicked his ass, Jiang Heng pointed to his ear and sneered: "Lao Tzu has good hearing, don't always give me a chance to beat you." ”

I wanted to cry and get up from the ground without tears, but I didn't dare to squeak again.

Jiang Heng led us to the corner of the training ground, and said in a charged voice: "Zhao Chenghu will accompany me to get the training equipment, you two stand in place, if you dare to move, come back and wait for me!"

I thought I had picked up a big bargain, and said to the two brothers who were standing like wooden people, "I saw my brother back." ”

As a result, Jiang Heng slapped him on the back of the head again.

Jiang Heng took me straight to a low building not far from the training ground, walked straight to the basement, then took out a flashlight from his pocket and threw it to me, and pointed to an unlocked red lacquered iron door and said, "Go inside and find a wooden stake to come out." ”

"What the hell is a wooden stake for?" I asked him, confused.

"Have you ever seen a martial arts movie? Those wooden people that masters usually use to train sparring, hurry up and find them!" Jiang Heng kicked me in the ass impatiently and kicked me into the door.

I borrowed a flashlight to look around the warehouse, this warehouse is not small, and the things in it are also very miscellaneous, many of them are tattered from the age, rusty riot shields, batons that have been bitten by insects and rats, and more are some obsolete military uniforms and military boots, in short, there are almost everything you can imagine here, I flipped through it in a hurry, and suddenly my eyes lit up, and I pulled out a dusty wooden stake from the innermost corner.

I hurriedly walked over, originally thinking that this thing is made of wood, there are thirty or forty pounds in the top of the sky, how do you know that when I mention it, I didn't move half a minute, it took a long time to drag the wooden stake out covered in dust, Jiang Heng walked forward with his hands behind his back: "Hurry up, I'll have a meeting later!"

"Brother, brother, this thing is nearly one or two hundred catties, and it is really hard for me to hold it alone, or let's carry it away." I cried and asked Jiang Heng for help, Jiang Heng tilted his head and looked at me and said, "Do you still want to learn the ability to beat Tang En?" ”

"It's a urine sex with a special stammer!" Seeing Jiang Heng's dick hair, I inexplicably remembered Zhu Yan, these two people don't look similar, but the kind of behavior they show at some times is just the same.

"Who?" Jiang Heng's brows immediately furrowed.

"No one, my grandfather!" I pouted, relied on brute force to carry the wooden stake, followed him away, and when I returned to the corner of the training ground, the clothes on my back had been completely soaked with sweat, Jiang Heng seemed to have discovered some new world, and said with a wicked smile: "This is also a training method that is not done, it will help your physical fitness, Zhao Chenghu will run around the training ground twice every morning with a wooden stake on your back." ”

I sat on the ground with a "poof", and hugged my fist towards Jiang Heng in misery: "Dad, spare me, this fucking wooden man is at least 200 pounds, and if you run two laps with it, it will definitely kill me!"

At that time, the eyes of the recruits in the entire training ground were basically focused on our corner, not to mention how embarrassed I was.

"It's up to you, you don't have to eat if you can't finish running anyway. Jiang Heng glanced at me very coldly, and smiled at Luo Quan and Song Peng, who were holding back their smiles on the side, and said, "Isn't it interesting?"

"No, no!" the two hurriedly shook their heads.

"I said you weren't allowed to move, who made you shake your head? Twenty laps around the playground, with a time limit of forty minutes!" Jiang Heng raised his voice sharply, and rushed up to the two of them, and the two damaged goods began to gallop around the 800-meter runway.

"Squad leader, what should I do next!" I learned to be obedient, and I lowered my eyebrows and begged Jiang Heng with my eyes, the military order is like a mountain, if we dare to disobey the slightest, Jiang Heng has a way to rectify us.

"Let's put up the wooden man first!" Jiang Heng walked over and finally found out with his conscience.

He came and moved the wooden stake out with me, the stake was one man high, the base was a large iron plate, in addition to the two stake hands and two stake feet, there was also a stake that was more than the stake and leaned on the chest, as if a person had three hands.

This thing is not light, the two of us took a lot of effort to fiddle with it, Jiang Heng took out a rag from his pocket as if by magic and wiped it roughly, and the wooden stake was covered with a long-standing oil gloss, black and very warm, like a metallic luster.

"Huh, it's still a wooden stake made of iron and wood!" Jiang Heng's face showed a strange look, and he reached out and gently touched the horizontal wood, I saw a very small "six" engraved on the horizontal wood, and Jiang Heng's face also had a very complicated expression, followed by him to return to his former plain appearance, waved his hand at me and said, "Let's start." ”

"Okay.." I rolled up my sleeves and walked over, I didn't feel cold, he didn't teach me anything, what did I start, coughed dryly and asked him: "Squad leader, how should I start?"

"Hit the wooden stake, I'll see your strength, what kind of attack routine is suitable for learning. Jiang Heng said impatiently.

"Okay!" I squatted down slightly, learning the posture of those martial arts masters on TV, and put on a posture in a similar manner, and slapped the wooden stake on the chest, making a crisp sound of "pop".

Jiang Heng flew up and kicked on me, cursing with a cold face: "Lao Tzu asked you to attack the wooden stake, not to let you smoke its mouth!"