The training has only passed for one day, and there are still 29 days to go, but it seems like the beginning of a long march of thousands of miles, with no end in sight.

After a day of training, the military posture, queue, five kilometers, and when it came to the whole regiment story meeting in the evening, Xu Zilin, who had received this kind of intensity training for the first time, was almost scattered.

The story of the story conference made Xu Zilin refreshed, he was engaged in politics, and he knew that Han Feng's story conference seemed simple, but it was of great practical significance, just like the Red Army's previous grievance conference, but it was a step higher than that.

Xu Zilin even felt that this so-called story conference could be completely promoted, even if it went to the whole army, it may not be impossible.

When he got out of bed the next day, Xu Zilin felt that his legs were almost no longer his own, and after that kind of high-intensity training, the soreness caused by the accumulation of lactic acid was not exhausted, which made people want to cry without tears, and would torment you from morning to night.

But the wake-up call had been blown for the third time, and the bunks around him had long been empty, Xu Zilin gritted his teeth and limped out of the house.

By the time Xu Zilin arrived at the training ground, it was not surprising that the soldiers trained by the whole regiment had already stood in unison, and when his figure appeared, only a few soldiers quietly moved their eyes over, and none of them turned their heads to see the excitement.

After a day of training, Xu Zilin already knew some of the rules during training, he held back the soreness of his legs and trotted in front of Han Feng, stood upright, and saluted: "Report to the head of the group, Xu Zilin came to report!" ”

"You're three minutes late."

Han Feng glanced at Xu Zilin lightly, and his words were full of calm: "Run a thousand meters first, finish it within four minutes, and return to the team, otherwise, continue to run until you complete a thousand meters within four minutes." ”

Xu Zilin's gaze shrank, he didn't see any jokes and room for negotiation from Han Feng's expression, he didn't believe that Han Feng would not know his state at this moment, wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

Xu Zilin was silent, did not respond, and did not move, at this time it was obvious to everyone that the political commissar was on the verge of going berserk, the whole regiment became quiet, the soldiers and cadres were silent, they still didn't know what was going on between the regiment commander and the political commissar, but they could feel the solidification of the atmosphere at the scene.

Han Feng's urging voice sounded: "Trainee Xu Zilin." ”

"Here!"

"Are you deaf? Can't hear Lao Tzu's orders? ”

Xu Zilin stubbornly raised his head, and his originally straight chest relaxed, "Commander Han, I am the political commissar sent by the headquarters, and there is an auxiliary relationship between us, not a subordinate relationship, if you deliberately make it difficult for me, I don't want to continue this training." ”

The corners of Han Feng's mouth hung into a chuckle, "Are you ready to give up?" ”

"I didn't give up, did you deliberately make things difficult for me?"

"Trouble you? Commissar refers to military posture? Or five kilometers? Or are you late to my punishment for you? Han Feng raised his head and casually pointed at a soldier beside Xu Zilin, "You told our political commissar that since the training, have you been punished?" How are they punished? From the beginning of training, do you start every day in a standing posture and continue to finish at the end of the five kilometers? ”

The soldier trotted out of the queue and replied immediately: "Report to the instructor, political commissar, yes, I was punished three times, the first time was to stand in a military posture and move my buttocks, I was punished to stand for ten more minutes, the second time was to run a kilometer for more than five minutes, I was punished to run again, the third time was when I was in the practice queue, I couldn't find where I should stand, and I was punished by the instructor for running three kilometers."

When I started training, I first stood in a military position, then I practiced in a queue, 5 kilometers, and then I also trained in a 400-meter obstacle course, which we haven't done recently. ”

Han Feng said: "Is it bitter when you train? ”

"Why isn't it bitter, at first my legs were sore and painful, but everyone is like this, we often laugh at each other, and then it gets better, I don't know what's going on, and it doesn't hurt anymore when I train again."

Han Feng said: "Okay, let's get in the ranks!" ”

"Yes!"

Han Feng looked at Xu Zilin, whose face was a little unnatural, and said to the soldiers seriously: "Next, the training continues, the instructor is temporarily commanded by Zhou Daniu, the deputy captain of the commando, and the trainee Han Feng is in the ranks, self-requirement, and all training items are doubled." ”

After Han Feng finished speaking, he ran into the team, impartial, and stood beside Xu Zilin.

Zhou Daniu stepped onto the high platform in response, his gaze withdrew from Han Feng and Xu Zilin, and shouted: "Now start standing in a military posture, the time is thirty minutes." ”

Xu Zilin looked sideways slightly, Han Feng beside him was already standing like an iron tower, although he still couldn't remember the essentials of all the movements of the standing military posture, he could subconsciously feel that Han Feng's standing method was the most standard existence.

Han Feng kept an inch of hair, and the whole person stood in a military posture without moving, not to mention that his hair did not move, even his eyes kept looking straight ahead, his side face was full of seriousness, and he walked meticulously from a regiment commander to the current position of soldier training.

Besides, listening to Han Feng's meaning, in all the next training items, his training intensity will be twice as strong as others.

Xu Zilin had nothing to say, he knew that this was Han Feng proving to himself that he was not deliberately embarrassing himself.

At this moment, even the cheeky Xu Zilin is unwilling to choose to retreat in the face of this kind of occasion that shows the blood of a man.

What's the reason not to continue? Xu Zilin stood according to the essentials of the military posture, and when his eyes moved slightly sideways, he always took Han Feng as his goal, in his opinion, since Han Feng, who was the head of the regiment, could stick to it, why couldn't he?

Time passed in the tick, it seemed to be very slow, but it was like a flying arrow, this time the time to stand in the military posture seemed to pass extremely fast, Zhou Daniu on the high platform had announced the end of thirty minutes, and everyone could rest in place.

The feeling of soreness and numbness came from all over his body, Xu Zilin breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked to the side, Han Feng was still standing straight like a javelin.

A full sixty minutes have passed, and the military posture of several soldiers who have been punished for ten more minutes for moving has ended, and Xu Zilin, who does not believe in evil, is almost watching intently from the side, but he still finds fault with Han Feng's military posture.

Everything is finally over, Han Feng withdrew from the military posture, shook his shoulders casually, and followed the soldiers towards the next training ground like a normal person, a small military posture, three hours without moving, six hours without falling, for him it is just commonplace.

Xu Zilin was silent, his heart was just practiced for a long time and he was used to it, but he couldn't even notice it and gave birth to an admiration in his heart, such a soldier is amazing......