Chapter Eighty-Six: The Terror Mixed with the Intensive Training

The happy and painful training camp lasted until 9:30 in the evening, almost the end of the pinch, twenty laps, at the moment of barely finishing the run, at this time, even Shigerno Shin was already collapsed on the surface, unable to move, to be able to run these twenty laps together, this is still because the seniors deliberately slowed down, otherwise, according to this gap in physical fitness, it is estimated that the seniors have finished, and the three of them are at least five or six laps away, This is the hard condition gap between the three of them in the first year and the upper grade, and naturally, this is also a very reasonable gap.

The time of entering the club, the degree of adaptation to the intensity of high school baseball, is already the biggest factor in the gap, but it should be said that if there is no gap, it is the strangest thing.

The first-grade trio just collapsed on the floor and didn't want to move more, just that the chest cavity was agitating up and down with deep breathing, and it could also show that these three guys were big living people, looking at the seniors who could still stand upright not far away, Shigerno Shin couldn't help but let out a sigh, I thought that I had a gap in the middle school for physical strengthening training, so that I could quickly adapt to the high school intensity training, this summer camping camp mentioned in the original book, I should be able to survive it, but I didn't expect that I still took it for granted.

"Sure enough, there is still a big gap with the predecessors...

Shigerino Shin took a deep breath and stood up very reluctantly, but the uncontrollable trembling legs showed that Shigerino's current state was really poor, but it was much better than the two guys next to him who couldn't stand up, and Miyuki couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Yuyuki, I think it's necessary for us to strengthen our physical fitness in the future."

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Miyuki moved his eyelids, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to speak, just his eyes met to express his identity.

"When I go back tonight, remember to do the exercises, don't take a bath for too long, and pay attention to the food intake before resting, understand?"

Inspector Kataoka's calm words once again rang in the ears of everyone in the First Army.

"Yes!!"

Completely different dimensions have the same physical ability gap.

Shigeno Shinto is already powerless to complain.

On the first day, this picture of decay was made, and it was 108,000 miles away from the scene I expected.

This group of seniors.

They're all monsters, right?

Shigerano Nobu looked at the three and three who were still gathered together and said that they would be able to play with a batting net, and the others didn't know what to say.

"That's it for today。。。。。"

The next day, early in the morning, Class A of the first grade.

The first-year trio of the baseball department, all of them have stiff faces, and Kuramochi is even more imageless and directly lying on the table, Miyuki and Shigeru seem to be better, but in fact, the two of them at this time, and Kuramochi's feelings are similar.

"What's wrong with these three people? I've been motionless since I started class this morning... ”

"Huh? Really? ”

"That's right, a baseball club trio that usually gets together after class."

"Oh, I know this, their baseball club started training yesterday, and the three of them were selected to join the first army by our school's baseball club, so probably too much training, I can't move today."

A certain student who is familiar with baseball and knows the intensity of his school's training is also very clear, said with a smile.

"Isn't it? An army? The three of them? Our school's baseball club seems to be famous, right? ”

"That's right, that's right, the first-year players in the entire baseball club, the three of them, are all in our class."

"Wow, isn't that amazing?"

"No wonder I didn't move all morning this morning."

"However, Miyuki-kun, who doesn't move, is even more handsome than usual."

"You're a nymphomaniac again?"

"Hey。。。。。hey"

Even if it's just a low-pitched discussion, for baseball players like Shigero, who have more sensitive senses than ordinary people, they will hear it more or less.

As these classmates said, Shigerino Shin and the other three, who had never experienced the kind of high-intensity training yesterday, got up this morning, and were sore and weak, and this was yesterday before going to bed to do the exercises, and properly rubbed the more sore, and used a bath to eliminate a certain amount of fatigue, Rao is so, at the moment of waking up this morning.

Shigerano still felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

It was in the face of the smiling demeanor of the predecessors of the Eastern Qing Kingdom, and it was very difficult to walk out of the dormitory building, in today, Shigerino Shin is extremely glad that the first-grade classroom is on the ground floor, not on the upper floor, otherwise, Hong Kong Truth, the three of Shigerno Shin in this state, the stairs are the most terrifying existence.

"Jingle Bell 。。。。。"

Even the lunch break.

That lunch.

Shigerano Shin didn't want to move and go to the cafeteria.

Today, every step I take, the feeling that is transmitted from the nerves in each muscle to the brain is really sour.

"Hell's Training。。。。。"

Shigerano Shin, Miyuki Kazuya, and Kuramochi Yoichi simultaneously had such a thought in their hearts.

But no matter how the three of them complain in their hearts, what should be done must still be done, since they have already made up their minds, it must be a choice to retreat, forward, can only face forward, and must also face forward.

Continued training like a high-pressure policy.

It has always been the other side of victory.

Training day in and day out.

I don't want to keep track of how long I have been training in a day and how much training I have done, and for the trio of first-year students, the only thought in these five days is to follow the instructions of Superintendent Kataoka and follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

What they do.

We'll do whatever we do.

The five-day course is exactly the same, and it is spent in a constant cycle.

The groggy classes during the day, the terrifying high-pressure training after class, and the night, dragging the exhausted body back to the dormitory, there was not enough time to recover at all, and Shigerono could feel his body gradually becoming heavy.

Pitching for the next day.

The ball speed can indeed reach more than 140+, but unfortunately, there is no ball power, no tail energy, and the soft pitching is not known how much it has been bombarded by the seniors.

The home run Nobu Shigeno has eaten several shots.

Miyuki has missed the ball N times in this home plate, and Kuramochi is the same, running the base mistakes, the speed can't be improved, these usually don't at all, or the probability is very low, the mistakes appear frequently in the past five days, and, there will always be provocative and joking words from the seniors in the ears.

Stress both physically and mentally.

The first-grade trio was in such a situation, and it was slowly, very difficult, to survive.