Soon, someone finally reached the limit and fell to the ground with a thud. This scene was like the last straw that crushed everyone's psychological defense, and it didn't take long for people to fall down one after another.

There are many of them who originally just wanted to squat on the ground or sit down to catch their breath, but what they didn't expect was that once they sat down and wanted to stand up, they found that their legs had completely disobeyed.

Some people even sat on the ground, beating their legs, and kept roaring, but helplessly, their bodies could no longer keep up with their own will.

At this time, Lin Song saw that the current situation of Wu Meng and the others was also a little choking, so Lin Song slowed down his pace and said in a low voice: "When walking, you should tense the muscles in the triangle, let the rhythm of breathing be consistent with the cadence, don't open your mouth to speak, make up a drum beat in your brain, and follow this drum beat!" ”

After saying this, Wu Meng and the others gritted their teeth and began to stick to what Lin Song said. Sure enough, just now, a few of them had clearly felt that their bodies were a little unsupportable, and they were on the verge of collapse, but after trying according to the method Lin Song said, they felt that they suddenly had the energy to support themselves.

Lin Song continued: "Hold on, don't be discouraged, follow me, watch my steps, and adjust your cadence to be the same as mine!" ”

After speaking, Lin Song stood in front and played the role of a 'guide', don't underestimate this guide. This role is like a running companion in a long-distance running sport.

When a person is hovering on the verge of physical collapse for a long time, an external force is needed as a guide to make the person's movements targeted, and inadvertently, reduce the useless consumption of physical energy.

Seeing these fifty rookies, only about half of them were still holding on at this moment, and Lin Song took Wu Meng and the others to the front of the team unconsciously, and several supervisors next to him suddenly showed a meaningful smile.

Eventually, when the group returned to the barracks door, the supervisors shouted at the top of their voices and asked everyone to rearrange the queue. Only then did I find that nearly 30 people had fallen on the way here. At this moment, less than half of the people can stand here.

Captain Zhang Xiong stood at the front of the queue: "Unload the load." ”

This sentence made many people's heartstrings suddenly loosen, and a person on the spot fell to the ground with a thud while reaching out to untie the backpack belt.

The rest of the people grinned one by one, enduring the soreness in their bodies and the burning pain in their joints, and struggled to remove the weight on their bodies.

"It's just fifteen kilometers, you guys are like this, I'm not mistaken, where did you come from?" Zhang Xiong snorted and waved his hand, signaling that they could go to dinner.

According to the previous regulations, everyone who failed to complete the off-road was not eligible for breakfast. However, the remaining 20 or so people, their current situation is not very good.

Because at this moment, the scene in the cafeteria will simply make people feel that eating breakfast is a torture for them.

The spoon was placed on the table, and many people's fingers were stiff, and they couldn't catch the spoon for a long time. The people who grabbed the spoon struggled to dig up the rice with the spoon to eat, but they felt that the soft rice seemed to have turned into stone, and they didn't even have the strength to scoop the rice with the spoon.

The rest of the people who can scoop up the rice are shivering and busy for a long time, and the rice that eats in the mouth is not as much as spilling outside.

Before these people came in, no matter how old the army was, when they first entered the sword and was called the rookie battalion, these people felt that this was just a way of ridiculing.

But now comparing with those sword veterans, saying that they are rookies, is really not wronged. "Boss, didn't the old bird say before that it was possible to vomit out if you ate too much? Otherwise, let's eat less. Wu Meng said.

Lin Song's face darkened: "Hmph, you will believe whatever he says?" I'm telling you, when something vomits, it's better than opening your mouth and spitting out stomach acid! ”

Hearing Lin Song say this, Wu Meng hurriedly gritted his teeth, used his last strength, and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the end, only Lin Song and a few people around him were able to barely eat seventy percent full.

The first training class in the morning was the firearms subject, and fifty people sat in their respective seats, looking at the firearms instructor in front of them, and were still muttering in their hearts, this kind of theoretical class, will it really be tossed and vomited?

The firearms instructor stood on the podium: "I know that you have never played with guns in the old army. I also know that many of you are thick-skinned, and even claim to be some kind of gun king, sniper god or something.

But I can tell you right now that you're still far from it. As for the things you used to play, such as one-handed change*, blindfold*, motion rapid-fire, etc., we simply can't get on the table. ”

When this sentence was spoken, the people below immediately talked about it, and when it came to this physical fitness, they were indeed willing to bow down. After all, the fully armed 15-kilometer cross-country just now has made everyone see the gap.

But in terms of familiarity with firearms, there are many experts who play with guns, and there are several even top shooters in the group army! Now this firearms instructor says that they 'can't get on the stage', which everyone is absolutely not convinced.

The firearms instructor smiled slightly: "I'm not convinced, I know you're not convinced." So I'm going to show you some gadgets today. ”

As he spoke, the firearms instructor beckoned to the assistant teacher next to him, and soon, the assistant teacher brought an ammunition box and placed the rifle cartridge carton held in oiled paper in front of everyone.

"In front of you, there are nine-millimeter rifle cartridges. The weight of such a bullet is twelve grams. Let's play a game now, close your eyes, I'll put a number of rifle bullets in the empty box in your hand, and whoever can accurately report the number of bullets in the box will give you a passing grade. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and everyone felt that this kind of training was a bit meaningless.

"Let's go!" The firearms instructor couldn't help but say something, asked everyone to open the carton containing the bullets in front of them, and then put the carton on everyone's hands, and after spreading it out, he ordered everyone to close their eyes.

Soon, the gun instructor began throwing bullets into the empty boxes one by one.