Chapter 12: Recruit Zhao Yang

In this way, Zhao Yang began his life as a recruit.

As an awakened person within the wall, Zhao Yang had already vomited in the 10,000-meter run on the first morning, after all, he had run the longest road in the previous eighteen years, which was the 1000-meter physical education exam.

The members of the first team kindly supported him to persevere to the finish line, and they firmly believed that Zhao Yang was only a D-level identity.

Excessive morning training made Zhao Yang not eat breakfast, and he didn't rush to the training ground until the recruits gathered, and then he saw Bingyan standing on the high instructor's platform at a glance.

"I'm the chief instructor of the boot camp, Bingyan!"

Zhao Yang spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Bingyan? Chief Instructor??

That group of people called her the commander, what did you mean??

Let's just say that Bingyan is young, no more than two years older than himself, who can he command in front of that group of veteran soldiers. But if it's a boot barracks, that's no problem at all!

Bing Yan changed into a training uniform, and the dark blue cargo pants hid the perfect curve of her long legs, but the navy blue vest on her upper body still couldn't block the waves.

The only enemy of the federal military is the Xenomorphs. Therefore, the color of the military is dark blue, which is the same as that of Kano. Bingyan's hair was tied up high, and he was wearing an equipment belt around his waist, and his whole person was heroic, which was not the same as his previous temperament.

"I am here today to welcome the new recruits of the third company and the second platoon. It is also to remind everyone again.

Just a few days ago, there was another nightkin riot within the walls, and once again we had our compatriots killed in the wilderness. I also know that many of you have relatives and friends who have died tragically at the hands of the aliens.

What I want to tell you is that joining the army is not child's play, your military uniform is the glory that you have to gamble your life to protect, and I hope that each and every one of you can fight for the future of mankind!

You should have seen the federal military salute, fingertips to the heart, which means that we will sacrifice our loyalty at all costs. Finger to the sky, representing that the goal of our human race is to reclaim the universe!

Human beings do not want to live in chaos within the walls, and they do not want to survive in the enchantments of the eight distant continents!

I hope to use your youth to open up the road to freedom for mankind, and your name will not be left in the history books, but the future of mankind will be laid by you!

Look at the universe and point to the future! ”

Bing Yan's declaration was full of blood, and the young people who were most easily infected immediately raised their right arms in unison and saluted with a military salute that was the same as Bing Yan.

"Looking at the universe from afar, pointing to the future!"

Everyone was enthusiastic, and the enthusiasm for training in the boot camp was unprecedentedly high. Even a guy like Zhao Yang, who has transformed into a preserved egg, couldn't help but be a little moved.

What man doesn't have the dream of being a soldier, and he works hard to hone himself in the boot camp.

"A 10,000-meter will tire you one by one like this, look at your words! The preserved eggs in the wall are better than your rookies! ”

He had just run 10,000 meters in the morning and another 10,000 meters at night, and Zhao Yang felt that his heart, liver and lungs were going to vomit. He didn't hear the instructor scolding anything in front of him, and now don't say he's a rookie, just say he's a dog and he'll admit it.

However, he admits it, but it doesn't mean that everyone can admit it.

"Report to the instructor!"

Leska interrupted the instructor with dissatisfaction.

"Speak!"

"I don't think your words are appropriate, the damage is too great! Not everyone runs 10,000 meters without failing! ”

Zhao Yang really didn't expect Leska to be such a temperamental girl, didn't he see that the instructor's forehead was bruised?

"Report! I think she has a point! The passing time for the 10,000-meter run was 40 minutes, and I reached the finish line in 35 minutes, and I don't feel like a rookie! ”

There's a fire here, and there's a fuel on the other. Not to be outdone, Zhou Zhou also shouted.

What kind of recruits have not been seen by the instructor: "You think you are very good at running, don't you?" ”

"Report! Be! ”

"Good, good." Angry and laughed, the way to deal with such a temperamental recruit is actually very simple: "You guys, who else thinks that they are not rookies!" Dequeue! ”

A few more people took a step forward, and the entire first team except for Zhao Yang was already out of the ranks, and the second team also accounted for half.

"Recruit team 1, team 2! All 10 kilometers of mountain crossing, ready! ”

???

Zhao Yang almost fell to the ground.

No, what does that mean? I'm a rookie, I admit it! I'm not on the list!

"Since you think you're a good runner, I'll give you a chance to show it! Ten kilometers of cross-country travel for 40 minutes, and if I can't reach it, I will shout 200 times in front of the dormitory building, 'I'm a rookie!' ’

Team 1, team 2, turn right! Let's go! The rest of the people, go back to the dorm and sleep! ”

was obviously targeted like this, but I didn't expect this group of elites to feel abnormal at all, and they really started to run again.

Zhao Yang is really enough, are you stupid? Don't you know that recruits are always hit, ridiculed, and suppressed? It's just a convention, so what's the point?

Can a rookie die?

But the problem is, if he runs any longer, he will die!

Zhao Yang was struggling, feeling that it was impossible for him to run ten kilometers alive, but he didn't expect the instructor to suddenly stop him: "Zhao Yang, you don't need it." ”

Well? This kind of good thing?

Zhao Yang stopped, feeling a little happy in his heart. The rest of the team didn't feel out of the ordinary. After all, he is the only one who is not a C level, and it is normal for the instructor to be afraid that he will be tired.

"Zhao Yang, you go back and have a good rest, don't be sad, there are us!"

Ma Chao also said hello to Zhao Yang, but he didn't hear the instructor who was looking at the roster in his hand muttering in a low voice: "The real big guy didn't speak, a group of rookies are babbling." ”

On the first day of the boot camp, the tone was set for the "elites" of the first squad to catch up. They are all strong, no one obeys anyone, and they seize every opportunity to compete with each other.

The instructor is naturally unhappy with this kind of recruit, after all, the pretentious recruits in the eyes of these old people are really full of loopholes. However, among all of them, only Zhao Yang has never been scolded by the instructor.

Everyone only felt that he was a weak person and did not dare to come forward, and the instructor was also protecting him. As for why the instructor still looked at him with a trace of awe, no one paid attention.

Zhao Yang's foundation is not good, but after all, there are more magic energy to protect the body. Little by little, the body is also undergoing superpowers. On the first day of training, he couldn't even climb up the horizontal bar with pull-ups, but in just one month, he did a hundred backhands around the bar on his abdomen without blushing or panting.

Zhao Yang found that the upper limit of his physical ability seemed to be adjusted according to the limit he forced himself.

On the first day, he almost vomited blood from running 10,000 meters, and since then 10,000 meters have been within his tolerance.

He was a scarecrow in his first fighting class, but all the fighting skills that he successfully used once would be remembered by his body.