One month.

This is the 'devil's time' that every reserve soldier of the 1st Reserve Battalion has to go through, according to the words of the freshman chief instructor Instructor Thorn - 'this is a process from ordinary to extraordinary, it seems incredible, in fact the whole thing is very simple, that is, just break and rebuild'.

Yes, the whole thing is to break and rebuild.

For example, in the pre-civilization, if a weak boy wanted to become a muscular man, he needed to do strength training.

The extreme compound can tear the tendon, and then through a large amount of protein supplementation, the tendon will grow again, and the regrown tendon will become thicker, and the muscle will gradually take shape as a framework.

It sounds like a simple thing.

But when Tang Ling and the seven new warriors faced it, it was a hellish torture.

The 'devil's time' of the 1st Reserve Battalion was never a joke.

In this closed camp, you only get 6 hours of sleep a day, and the rest of the meals, personal cleaning, including the 'three urgents', are all concentrated in 40 minutes.

What's the rest of the time? Train, train, retrain.

It's not complicated training, everything is the most basic thing, but it's also the most frustrating training.

Wake up in the morning, it is an hour of running with a weight of 50 kg.

After that, there is a lot of strength training, no extra movements, all big core training, such as weighted squats, deadlifts, bench presses, planks...

After that, there is cardiopulmonary training, variable speed limit running, and various jumps.

Next, there is repetitive strength training, again focusing on big core training.

After this training, there will be less than 10 minutes of rest, and the aerobic training with a focus on swimming will come in.

Finally, there's agility training, the most shameful of training, where the hanging hardwoods swing at the same time, and you have to shuttle through them and run ten laps in the allotted time.

This training was done with ease, and the rest of the people all suffered from blue noses and swollen faces.

According to such a amount of training, placed in the former civilization, even the most professional athletes, the most powerful special forces are overloaded.

However, this is only the beginning.

'Devil's Time', where there is no room for breathing, increases its burden every three days, or the weight changes, or the distance changes, or the number of hardwoods that swings increases.

Here, there is no pause in the word.

You only have two choices, keep up or be eliminated.

At this point, no one wants to throw in the towel, at least with one day left in this 'devil's training', everyone is up to the mark.

Of course, the results are also amazing.

At least today's Tang Ling can carry a weight of 100 kilograms on his back casually, maintain a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, and run for seven or eight hours.

**

"It took 56 seconds, and the dodge success rate was 92 percent, which was qualified." The instructor pinched the stopwatch and read out the results of Tang Ling's agile training.

As soon as his words fell, a relaxed conversation sounded around him.

According to the rules of the day, agility training is the final training of the day, and at the end of the day, each new fighter receives a professional muscle relaxation massage and ice bath.

to relieve muscle soreness the next day.

At that time, there would be a 'pig-killing' howl in the camp, even for the most gentle girls, Vivian and Christina.

The technique of the professional masseur is good, but when the tired muscles are vigorously rubbed, the sour taste is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention the 'extreme enjoyment' of taking a shower with ice water.

But compared to devil training, this is still a time to look forward to, even if it hurts, the relaxation after is extremely wonderful.

What's more, after that, whether it's dinner or sleep, it's the most enjoyable thing of the day, isn't it?

"Tang Ling's 92% evasion rate is only 1% worse than Andy's, which is very powerful." In a regular life, there is actually nothing new happening, and the daily results are the focus of everyone's conversation.

Tang Ling's progress is dazzling, in terms of endurance, he is only inferior to Auston and Amir, and in terms of speed, he is only inferior to Andy, Yu, and Amir.

As for power, he is almost equal to Amir, inferior to Auston and Yu.

On the whole, everyone thinks that Tang Ling is very good and the one with the best comprehensive results.

After all, Amir is a genius.

Auston and Yu are also geniuses, even if they are not as good as Amir, the support of the family makes their foundation better than everyone else.

Therefore, when Tang Ling was the last to finish his agility training, the straightforward Christina couldn't help but praise Tang Ling.

What everyone would like to see more than dazzling geniuses is the miracle created by the 'ordinary'.

In the face of Christina's praise, Tang Ling just pursed his lips shyly.

Auston spat in disbelief, and shouted loudly, "Christina, you shouldn't like this little man, right?" There's a kind of asking him to come and wrestle with me, and I'm always there. ”

Christina gave Auston a blank look, the big guy who loves to be in the limelight, and always shows disdain for everyone's good results.

Yu quietly leaned against a tree, throwing a dagger repeatedly, still a little slurred, but this did not prevent him from taunting Auston: "When will your evasion rate reach 90%?" Auston? ”

This is Auston's sore spot, his agility is almost the worst one, and when Yu robbed him, Auston was suddenly speechless, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Yu, do you want to fight alone?" ”

"Waiting for you at any time." Yu said indifferently.

At this time, the arborvitae instructor interjected indifferently: "It's okay, even if it's heads-up, I like young men with a lot of energy, so you two should also increase the amount of training, right?" ”

This sentence provoked Auston's wail, in exchange for everyone's laughter, even Tang Ling couldn't help but smile.

It was the height of summer, and despite the incomparably hot and dry sunset, the reddish sunset cast a pale golden glow on everyone in the camp, like the burning years of a teenager.

A month of hard life, simple routines, and getting along day and night have not only brought about rapid progress, but also the growing friendship between the seven new fighters.

Only in the years of youth can he cross the background, precipitate the pain of the past, and invest in new interpersonal relationships, including Tang Ling.

He likes this kind of life, he doesn't have to think about it, he just needs to work hard every day, surrounded by the simple and clear emotions of his peers despite competition.

The scars still existed, but this did not prevent the injection of new warmth, which made the iceberg in Tang Ling's heart melt partially.