Chapter 9 The first day of training, elite assessment. (First update!) )

The next day, Marin Fodo, Navy boot camp.

A ray of morning light rippled in the sky, revealing half a red ball between the clouds.

Today was Loya's first day in the Navy, so he had a rare wake-up morning, running and nibbling on a bun of buns.

Anyway, if you don't want money, it's better to eat more.

On the way to the playground, the recruits who were in a hurry on the side of the road couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"This man is so delicious!"

"He's that Loya, isn't he? I heard that it was brought back by Lieutenant General Mole. ”

"It should be him... Be quiet, yesterday he was knocked away by Lieutenant General Mole's fist, and he smashed through the armor of the warship, and it was fine, it looks like another monster. ”

"Uh-huh."

Rumors have spread that Loya will join the Navy, after all, the warship that returned to the factory for refurbishment is too big. At first, everyone thought that Lieutenant General Mole had been attacked at sea, but after careful questioning, they found out the reason, and the name of Loya spread.

Luo Ya didn't care about their discussions, as a time-traveler, he still had the illusion of watching 3D movies.

At this time, Luo Ya also figured it out, it is now the sixteenth year of the Age of Discovery, the year 1516 of the sea calendar, and there is still a year before Ace goes to sea. D. Luffy, the child of destiny, huddles in Windmill Town to prepare for the sea.

We trotted all the way to the playground, where quite a few recruits had gathered.

While nibbling on the last bun, Loya glanced at his colleagues around him.

"Bearded? I don't know. ”

"Blonde Yanma? I don't know either. ”

"The guy with two swords... Still don't know. ”

After a round of exploration, Luo Ya swallowed the last bite with confidence, great, it's all a trick!

The dragon set is good, it is all dragon set that means that he will not encounter any messy things, and he can rest assured that he can practice under Zefa.

Soon, a man dressed as an instructor came to the playground, and seeing that the rank should be a major general, he shouted loudly at the recruits: "Seventh team!" All assembled! ”

The recruits, who had slowly gathered as soon as he appeared, heard the order and quickly ran together, dividing into several columns and standing still. Loya didn't know where she should stand, but fortunately, the number of recruits was not very neat, and there were still two empty seats in the last row, so she hurriedly ran over and stood up.

First, there was an opening remark, and then the instructor turned sideways and saluted to the right: "General Zefa, the seventh team of the new barracks, all the staff should be 53 people, but there are 53 people, please instruct!" ”

Luo Ya heard this, and sure enough, in the corner of the grass in the playground, Zefa in a purple suit appeared there at some point. The recruits on the playground also saw him at this moment, and the formation was chaotic.

"That's General Zefa, I'm so excited!"

"Yes, I actually saw General Zefa with my own eyes!"

"Hey, you say, what is General Zefa doing when he came to the boot camp today? Isn't he generally only responsible for the training of elite battalions? ”

"Probably because of that..."

"That thing? Don't! ”

Hearing the buzzing sound in the ranks, the major general's face turned black and he roared: "Silence! ”

The team that was still chaotic just now immediately fell silent, and one by one the recruits raised their heads and did not dare to make a mistake.

At this moment, Zefa also walked to the front of the team, and looked at the energetic recruits in front of him, and he frowned vaguely. Although most of the recruits who can enter the Navy Headquarters for training are the children of naval officers and have laid a good foundation since childhood, the recruits in recent years are far from being able to compare with the previous ones in terms of strength and mentality.

But this is not the time to express dissatisfaction, today he will take the time to come to the boot camp, just to see that good seedling, and by the way to announce the matter.

"I'm here today to inform you of something, and some of you already know that, yes! The annual elite assessment of the boot camp is about to begin! ”

Whoa!

Although there were some speculations, everyone was still very excited when they heard Zefa officially say the news. That's an elite battalion, and once you graduate, the lowest rank is a captain!

They are recruits in the headquarters, but if they are not strong, it is not impossible to become a first-class private after graduation. A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, as a member of the navy and army, who does not want to climb to a higher position, and joining the elite battalion is a shortcut, enough to save them several years and more than ten years of hard work.

"Silence! There are also discussants, all of them run the playground 100 laps! "The major general instructor once again stood up to maintain order, and this time he also came up with a punishment method unique to the troops, and sat down!

At this moment, even if someone who can't control his mouth wants to speak, the guys around him will immediately "help" him shut up.

Zefa watched this scene expressionlessly, and waited for the team to calm down again before continuing to speak: "But, don't be too happy! Elite assessment also has a name called actual combat assessment! In other words, you'll need to face real enemies and survive the fight to the death, and only the best of them will join the elite battalion, you know? ”

"Yes!" The voice was weak, and it seemed that many of the recruits were frightened by the word "survival" in Zefa. Seeing this, Zefa frowned impatiently and shouted again: "I didn't have breakfast!" I ask you, do you understand? ”

"Understood!"

This time, the voice was much louder and louder, no matter what he thought in his heart, he couldn't anger Zefa now, otherwise there would be no good fruit to eat later.

Zefa, who had brought countless recruits, couldn't see what this guy was thinking, but he didn't explain, nodded, and turned to leave. But he didn't go far, just sitting on the second floor on the opposite wall, watching the recruit training through the glass window.

Is the actual combat assessment really so terrifying, to the point of talking about the survival rate?

Of course not.

Although the navy is a combat unit and needs to fight to the death with pirates, it is not a cruel underground arena, and how can it be possible to let a large number of recruits die if they only pursue the elite of one in a hundred miles or one in a thousand.

The recruits' first actual combat assessment is usually to send them to the small islands where the navy breeds beasts, hunt those beasts, and judge the merits according to their performance. Moreover, the island is full of surveillance phone bugs, and there is at least one general among the accompanying instructors, so safety can be guaranteed.

The purpose of this is to let the recruits see blood, and only after they have really seen the blood, will they change from only knowing how to practice hard to become soldiers who can fight with pirates, with real swords and real guns.

At that time, it will not be an actual combat assessment, and the word "assessment" must be removed.

But there is no need to talk too much about these recruits, once they have security and lose the fear of death, how can they become soldiers on their own? The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain, and the soldiers who do not know what death is cannot hold up the name of the navy.

The Navy Headquarters is not a nursing home.

......

As soon as Zefa left, training began, starting with 200 laps around the playground. This is a daily routine training program for the seven squads of the boot camp.

The boot camp has a large playground, a full 2,000 kilometers in a lap. After all, there are seven squads of recruits here, and if it's not big, hundreds of people still have to train in batches?

Loya's seventh team is on the last team, and only the last team will have a situation of dissatisfaction when standing in line. But this final position is not divided according to strength, but simply divided into groups according to the order of joining.

Thanks to the nine years of compulsory education, Luo Ya has mastered the skills of long-distance running. He did not take the lead by relying on his physical strength, but maintained the rhythm of three steps, one exhale, three steps and one breath, and remained in the middle of the team without being fast or slow.

Dozens of laps ahead, gradually there are people behind him who overtake him, but he is unmoved, as long as it is not the last. At the critical point of 100 laps, a small number of recruits began to fall behind, and they were gradually overtaken by him.

For the last 50 laps, Loya maintained a constant pace, overtaking one recruit after another to get to the lead of the team. At this time, there are not many guys who can still stay ahead, only two or three.

"This is a good physical fitness!" Luo Ya looked at the guys around him in admiration, he had been running for so long, except for heavy breathing, his body had no extra movements, and every step was very steady.