The ten people who finally ran to the finish line were ordered by Zhao Zhi to stand in the sun, and the others were driven by Zhao Zhi into a large warehouse, where the Chinese teacher invited by Zhao Zhi was waiting for them. Zhao Zhi does not require them to be fluent in writing Chinese characters, as long as they can communicate with Chinese in spoken language, language barriers are a big taboo for mercenaries, and Zhao Zhi asked Hunter to recruit a group of Chinese to join the mercenary company, so that Zhao Zhi does not have to personally take these big-nosed mercenaries every time.

The sun has risen high, and the ten people who finally ran to the finish line stood honestly in the open space, and they would be punished if they were not as good as others, which was the rule of each [***] team, so these ten people did not express any dissatisfaction. Just standing with empty hands, it's just too comfortable to run with weights just now. Zhao Zhi dragged a chair with his backhand, slowly rubbed it to the open ground, looked at this guy with a smile, and made his own butt into the chair.

"You are the last 10 people to reach the finish line, each of you only has one piece of stew at noon today, remember only one piece" Zhao Zhi leaned back on the chair in a comfortable posture, looking at the dejected guys in front of him. Kessler is one of them, in the first 15 laps, he has been running in the first echelon, because he ran so hard in the first 15 laps, consumed too much physical strength, and the next 5 laps will be overtaken by others. By the last lap, Kessler had almost reached the finish line step by step, and the title of the great snail was finally given to Kessler by Zhao Zhi.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat" The fat cook stood at the door of the canteen and shouted these mercenaries lying on the ground on their backs and forks, and there were still dozens of big men who were alive and well at breakfast, and it was tossed like this in the morning, fortunately, the boss ordered the noon stew to replenish their strength, otherwise they would have to be tossed and wasted after another afternoon of training. The chubby cook brought a bowl of stew to Zhao Zhi, and when they passed by the mercenaries who were reprimanded, the smell of the stew caused Kessler to swallow their saliva, but it was a pity that each of them only had a piece of stew.

"It's delicious, Niu Mom, the stew you made is really delicious, when I have time to teach the cooks at home one day, the stew they make is far worse than the one you make" After Zhao Zhi fed a piece of stew to his mouth, he looked at Kessler and them a little provocatively, but his mouth kept praising the deliciousness of the stew, and he laughed at the half-old's cow mother. Kessler, who was already drooling for a long time, was already full of anger towards Zhao Zhi at this time, and he had already deducted the stew, so why did he use the stew to tease everyone in front of him.

"Hey, why don't you guys go to dinner yet? If you want to eat stew, you have to use all your strength when training, otherwise, you will only have to drink broth" Zhao Zhi triumphantly stuffed another piece of stew into his mouth, and waved Kessler and them to leave to eat. Zhao Zhi did this on purpose, and the fat and greasy stew was not very tasty, and he had only been with the mercenaries for a morning, and Zhao Zhi was not very familiar with them, so now he could only use the stew to stimulate their training.

"Snail, sir," another unlucky guy shouted Kessler's nickname from the door of the cafeteria, and the mercenaries in the cafeteria burst into laughter. Kessler's old face turned red and hurriedly left with his soup, "This damn boss, he's not human, he's just a devil" drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp, smashed Kessler with the oil in his mouth and cursed Zhao Zhi in a low voice.

Zhao Zhi looked at Kessler with a smile, "You must have scolded me just now, didn't you?" Kessler, who was guessed by Zhao Zhi, looked at Zhao Zhi like a ghost. Any idea why I'm calling you a snail? Zhao Zhi was not surprised by Kessler's shock, but smiled faintly, and Zhao Zhi threw a cigarette to Kessler. Although the snail climbs very slowly, it carries its shell on its back at all times, and once it encounters danger, it will shrink its soft body into the shell, so the snail is the best type of animal to avoid danger."

Zhao Zhi patted a file in his hand, "I know that you used to be a machine gunner in the army, but I plan to change your class, I need a sniper, and your instructor has taken a fancy to you yesterday, and your performance is very satisfactory to him" Sending Kessler who was still immersed in the aftertaste, Zhao Zhi was about to meet the next guy who was given the nickname, but before Kessler went out, Zhao Zhi gave Kessler another sentence that Kessler will never forget, "Do you think that the snail that can kill the enemy with one blow at a distance is still weak?" ”

An hour after lunch, Zhao Zhi summoned all the ten people who were lagging behind, Kessler had already received the nickname of the snail, and the others had received nicknames such as sloth, lizard, and turtle. It's just that everyone who has seen Zhao Zhi continues the afternoon training with a smile, and no one interrupts the training because of his unpleasant nickname. I have to say that the physical fitness of these guys is very good, Zhao Zhi is basically in accordance with the training mode in his previous life designed physical training, and these guys, including which Chinese have also completed the training at the specified time, so Zhao Zhi is quite surprised.

Zhao Zhi did not have a base and a safe house for reserve materials in the Chinese mainland, so it was bound to cause the materials of the operation team to be unable to be replenished in time, and some materials had to rely on the team members to carry themselves into the combat area. Moreover, the appearance of these big noses in the mercenaries is destined to be able to only conduct field operations, and the support materials needed for field operations are used more, such as food, drinking water, clothing, medicine and spare ammunition, which add up to about 30 kilograms, so Zhao Zhi must not exercise their physical fitness first, and other things can only be put away first.

Before breakfast, run 5 kilometers empty-handed, after breakfast, what obstacles to turn back, climb trees, frog jumps or something, before lunch there will be a round of weight-bearing 10 kilometers, of course, the 10 people who run at the back will have half the meal. The afternoon training was much easier, just some hand-to-hand combat and empty-handed white-knuckle practice, during which Zhao Zhihui personally taught them some of the essentials of assassination. Before dinner, there was another round of 10km weight-bearing runs, and after dinner, there were three 100 exercises of sit-ups, pull-ups and push-ups, all of which were completed before the mercenaries could go to the shower and sleep. This is the training that Zhao Zhi prepared for the mercenaries in the first month, mainly based on physical training.