Chapter 213: Special Forces Must Learn to Use Their Brains

After Zhang Yan and Zhang Bohan quarreled for a while, they finally saw something, and as they kept running, the muddy water on Zhang Bohan's face gradually fell, revealing a pale face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Seeing Zhang Bohan's pale lips and complexion, and then looking at her weak movements, Zhang Yan's heart "chuckled", something really happened!

Zhang Yan no longer dodged, but directly stepped forward, slapped off Zhang Bohan's arm, and then reached out to her back with her right hand to support her weak body.

"What the hell is going on with you?"

As Zhang Yan spoke, he had already ripped off his sweat towel and wiped the muddy water off Zhang Bohan's face.

Looking closely at Zhang Bohan at this time, Zhang Yan's heart trembled even more, and he saw that Zhang Bohan's face was pale and bloodless at close range.

Faced with Zhang Yan's question, Zhang Bohan twisted his head to the side, as if he didn't want to answer him.

Zhang Yan's left hand reached out to her forehead, and her hand was hot, and she had a fever!

"it!"

Zhang Yan secretly cursed in his heart, he should have discovered that Zhang Bohan was wrong a long time ago, and he shouldn't have teased her just now!

After knowing what was going on, Zhang Yan's right hand was taken from Zhang Bohan to the front, grabbed Zhang Bohan's right arm, and at the same time stood in front of Zhang Bohan in a flash.

He wants to carry Zhang Bohan to the hygienist!

"Ah......h

Zhang Yan was just about to carry Zhang Bohan on her back, when she heard Zhang Bohan snorting, beads of sweat flowed from her face, her two hands were holding her stomach stiffly, and her whole body had been arched into a shrimp.

"It turned out to be a stomachache!"

Zhang Yan didn't think much when he saw Zhang Bohan holding his stomach, since his stomach hurt and he couldn't carry it on his back, then he hugged it.

Thinking of a way, Zhang Yan reached behind Zhang Bohan with his right hand, picked up her two legs with his left hand, and picked her up in Zhang Bohan's exclamation.

"Now I can take you to the hygienist!"

Zhang Yan hugged Zhang Bohan and turned around to leave the training ground, but he didn't know that in the distance behind him, a figure suddenly stopped his steps, looking at him and Zhang Bohan's backs and leaving tears.

"Look at you, I'll just say it, Zhang Yan's kid dares to snatch his daughter-in-law directly in the training ground!"

After Zhang Ye saw Zhang Yan hugging Zhang Bohan, he immediately patted Sun Bingyu's shoulder excitedly and shouted, as if he had won some big prize.

Sun Bingyu was too lazy to deal with Zhang Ye, who was a little nervous, but his brows furrowed into pimples on the face of the ice cube that could not be dissolved.

"It seems that I want to cover up more for Lao Liu, although the relationship between the two of them is quite good."

Zhang Ye stood beside Sun Bingyu, looking at the direction Zhang Yan left with a deep face, groping his chin with one hand, muttering to himself.

Sun Bingyu gave him a roll of the eyes, left a sentence: "Funny", turned around and left Zhang Ye directly!

"Your sister!" Zhang Ye pouted at Sun Bingyu's back, that Sun Bingyu didn't know much humor!

The rookie training continued, and the instructors sprayed water on the rookies with sinister smiles on their faces, and they were very skilled at such things.

Zhang Yan took Zhang Bohan and trotted all the way to the small room where the hygienist was, although the hygienist of the company saw a serious illness and it was a second knife, but it was not a problem to treat a headache and brain fever.

Seeing Zhang Yan rushing into the house with a female soldier in his arms, the hygienist Zhao Hong was startled and quickly stood up from his position.

"Squad Leader Zhang, you, what's your situation?"

Zhao Hong looked at Zhang Yan with a puzzled expression, and pointed at Zhang Bohan in his arms with a confused expression.

"High fever, I'll leave it to you, I still have training!" Zhang Yan explained.

"Eh, that, squad leader Zhang, this one in your arms is a doctor!" Zhao Hong's face was a little indescribably awkward, and the look in his eyes at Zhang Yan always made people feel weird.

Hearing what Zhao Hongyi said, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Zhang Bohan was a doctor at a medical university!

Zhang Yan looked a little confused, turned her head to look at Zhang Bohan in her arms mechanically, and found that the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she didn't know if it was because of sweating.

"Squad Leader Zhang, you put people down first." Seeing Zhang Yan holding Zhang Bohan alone and being stunned, Zhao Hong hurriedly reminded him.

After Zhao Hong's reminder, Zhang Yan showed an embarrassed smile on his face, and quickly put Zhang Bohan on the hospital bed leaning against the wall.

After putting Zhang Bohan down, Zhang Yan said to Zhao Hong: "I'll leave it to you, I still have to go to the training ground, hurry up and cure her, and I still have to train." ”

Zhao Hong nodded to Zhang Yan, then picked up the stethoscope and walked to the bedside to check Zhang Bohan's condition.

Zhang Yan staggered in the direction of the door, beating his back as he walked, muttering in his mouth: "Oh, damn it, my back hurts, it's too heavy, I'm tired brother." ”

Zhang Yan thumped his waist and left the health room, but he didn't notice that on the hospital bed behind him, Zhao Hong didn't check Zhang Bohan's body at all.

Zhang Bohan was lying on the hospital bed and watching the back of Zhang Yan leaving, his white teeth biting his lower lip tightly, and she could hear Zhang Yan's muttering voice just now.

"Bastard, you actually said that the old lady is sinking!"

"You deserve to die, bastard, bastard, ahhh......hhh

Zhang Bohan scolded Zhang Yan in his heart, as if he could get out of the evil breath in his heart.

The original good impression of Zhang Yan running to the clinic with her in her eyes also disappeared with Zhang Yan's words.

Zhao Hong looked at Zhao Bohan lying on the bed with a depressed face, just now he wanted to check Zhang Bohan's situation but was stopped by Zhang Bohan waving his hand.

Now he saw Zhang Bohan's resentful appearance towards Zhang Yan, whether he left or not, he could only cautiously open his mouth and say, "Platoon commander, what kind of medicine can I prescribe for you?" (The soldiers of the army are collectively referred to as platoon commanders for intern trainees)

Hearing Zhao Hong's voice, Zhang Bohan realized that he was in the health room, and a trace of ruddy appeared on his pale face, obviously feeling a little embarrassed.

"You can just get me some fever reducer, plus some painkillers."

"Yes!"

Zhao Hong nodded to Zhang Bohan, and then walked to the medicine cabinet to dispense medicine for Zhang Bohan, and when Zhang Bohan was infusion, the task was completed.

When Zhang Yan ran back to the training ground, the tiredness on his face had already disappeared without a trace, and in front of many rookies, he was still the instructor Zhang Yan who had no discipline and was shameless!

On the training ground, the instructors have stopped filling the mud puddles, and the pressure on the rookies is much less.

Zhang Yan walked to Zhang Ye's side, looked at the rookies crawling in the mud puddle and said, "It's not a matter to practice like this, you can't practice anything." ”

Zhang Ye frowned and asked, "Then what do you say?" In previous years, I practiced like this, and if I went into the mountains now, it would not be appropriate. ”

"Besides, Lao Liu's side has no orders so far, it's just a few of us tossing here."

Zhang Ye glanced at the direction of the headquarters a little helplessly, now that Lao Liu has no specific orders, the nine instructors can only toss back and forth this group of "physically and mentally fragile" rookies according to the experience of previous years.

Zhang Yan was thinking about whether to tell Zhang Ye about Lao Liu letting him open the second camp, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it in the end.

Seeing that the rookies in the mud pit were exhausted, Zhang Yan walked to the edge of the mud pit and shouted, "Stop training!" ”

"Rookies, come up and gather now!"

With Zhang Yan's order, Fan Zimo and the others dragged the long and thick water pipe in the direction of Zhang Yan.

The rookies helped each other climb up from the mud pit in groups of three, they were all rookies, but they were not stupid, and they also knew the truth of unity and cooperation.

After leaving the mud pit, the rookies didn't care about cleaning up the thick layer of mud on their bodies, so they hurriedly dragged their tired bodies and stood in line according to the formation.

Zhang Yan looked at the living "Terracotta Warriors" in front of him, shook his head helplessly, turned to Fan Zimo and said, "Give them a bath!" ”

"Yes!"

Before the rookies could react to what Zhang Yan was going to do, Fan Zimo held the high-pressure water gun and aimed it directly at the rookies.

The thick column of water hit the person, and the powerful impact force could send the rookies out directly, and several rookies who were sprayed by the water retreated again and again, and finally fell into the crowd.

"Let's hold hands and stand together!"

"Hurry up and join hands!"

The rookies had their brains spinning relatively quickly, and immediately shouted how to deal with it, pulled up the people who were washed down, and held each other's arms to form a strong human wall.

The thick water column and strong impact force washed away the mud on the rookies' bodies, and the equipment on their bodies revealed their original appearance.

Seeing that the rookies finished taking a bath, Fan Zimo turned off the high-pressure water gun.

Zhang Yan walked up to the rookies and said, "Everyone, listen to my orders!" ”

"Turn right, run and go!"

Zhang Yan wants to take the rookies to find new training equipment, and after the completion of professional subject training, it is essential to go down every day for physical training time.

Although it is said that special forces are not physically strong and strong as they are shown on TV, physical fitness is the foundation of special forces operations, and it is also very important.

More than 100 rookies followed Zhang Yan to the edge of a courtyard wall, and on a piece of ground smoothed by cement, there was a pile of logs like a hill, which was the physical training equipment of the rookies today.

The rookies looked at a pile of logs and were stunned, and Zhang Yan shouted at them: "All rookies, unload the equipment on the spot!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Yan took the lead in taking off his training equipment and put it at his feet.

After taking off the equipment, Zhang Yan continued: "A group of four, a group of one log, the target playground, go!" ”

The rookies immediately formed a group of four, picked up a log and ran in the direction of the playground.

"Squad leader, there are not enough long logs, only for individual soldiers!" Wang Haoran walked to Zhang Yan's side and said.

"Then one for each person, no need to form a team!"

"Yes!" Wang Haoran agreed, and immediately went to stare at the rookie.

Zhang Yan looked at the rookies running in the direction of the playground, and was a little speechless about their speed, the rookies couldn't come together yet, and it took time to run in.

Many people think that carrying logs is a simple way to train strength, but in fact, he pays more attention to the unity of the training team members.

Only by the common pace can we come together, if someone is lazy, then the group will be over, so in Zhang Yan's view, this carrying log can also see a person's character problems.