"Hurry. The ones behind me will run ahead of me.

I can't even win, you guys took the recruits for three months before, are you really raising fat?

Give me all rush! ”

got up early in the morning, and the fourth company was taken to the runway by Wu Jianfeng.

Eight kilometers.

Not armed, but with sandbags tied to their legs and a set of weight vests on their bodies.

Of course, it's certainly not just the veterans who ran a minute and 40 seconds later yesterday.

It is a whole company that runs together.

No one dared to question why it wasn't just the veterans who didn't run under a minute and forty seconds yesterday who needed to run eight kilometers.

The fourteen veterans who ran into a minute and forty seconds didn't even ask why, they had already been prepared.

And the recruits, they are not qualified and have no courage to speak.

Probably the only one who can ask is Wang Ye.

But Wang Ye is not a fool.

Unity that is sung almost every day is strength, is it sung in vain?

Ask this, do you want to scold yourself?

Therefore, the 400-meter hurdle that Zheng Ke said yesterday was less than one minute and 40 seconds of additional training, but today it has become a whole company to suffer together.

However, running back and running, now looking at Wu Jianfeng who was yelling in front of him.

To be honest, at this moment, Wang Ye had the urge to rush over and give him a flying kick.

It's so angry, he didn't carry weights, and he stopped after two laps, stood on the edge of the track and yelled, and when everyone was almost done a lap, he continued to run in front of everyone.

Yes, he also ran together, but his way of running, how could everyone run to beat him.

It's very painful, of course, the biggest pain is not from Wu Jianfeng's words, but also from the oil bottle on the side.

The physical fitness of the recruits who came down from the two training camps in the eighth class is really pulling.

Eight kilometers is now less than five kilometers, and they can't run, although there are reasons why Wu Jianfeng urged everyone to run too fast in front of them and consume too much physical strength, but it is only more than half, and they must let people drag and run now.

Wang Ye and Qiao Xuan were in charge of Peng Yuhang, and one of them dragged him by one arm, which was at least equivalent to adding dozens of catties of weight.

This made Wang Ye's running also feel very difficult.

"Wang Wang Geban. Class vice-you. Throw it away. Leave me behind! ”

Peng Yuhang, who was held by Wang Ye and Qiao Xuan with one arm, turned a little pale, and at this time, while running, he spoke with a weak and dying look.

"Shut up!" Wang Ye didn't speak, Qiao Xuan turned his head and glared at him and scolded.

Then he turned back and continued to look ahead, dragging him as he ran, gritting his teeth and saying, "We. . . Our fourth company does not have the tradition of leaving behind our comrades to run, no. Don't give up, don't give up! ”

He was also sweating profusely, and even when he said this, his face turned red in order to finish saying these words.

After running for dozens of meters, he turned his head to look at Wang Ye, panting and gritting his teeth, and asked, "Is it okay!" ”

"Hmm!"

Wang Ye only replied with one word.

In the next second, something happened that made Wang Ye stunned.

He just let go.

He just said that he would not abandon or give up, but now he directly and decisively let go, which made Wang Ye a little messy.

"Then you hold on, I'll replace Li Bing."

With that, he slowed down and turned back.

Wang Ye also looked back.

Well, Li Bing does look a little bad in the back.

He didn't pull it by himself, it was because he and Zhou Qi were also dragging Zhang Wen to run, so it became like this.

In fact, the physical fitness of several non-commissioned officers in the eighth class is okay, but now in addition to the two recruits, the two senior soldiers are also a little pulled, and they need someone to push them from time to time, or even pull them for a while.

This made several non-commissioned officers very busy and tired.

Naturally, Wang Ye is not easy.

Without abandoning or giving up, Wang Ye took Peng Yuhang from the beginning to the end of the race.

"Brother Wang, you are really my own brother!" On the grass on the edge of the runway, now everyone doesn't care about whether the dew is dew or not, and they are all lying here paralyzed.

At present, Peng Yuhang turned his head and looked at Wang Ye's fleshy appearance.

This made Wang Ye, who was gasping for breath, turn his head and look over, and then directly gave a roll of his eyes: "If there is a brother like you, I have to die of exhaustion!" ”

"I'm I invite you to a drink, really, etc. I'll buy Coke during the break! ”

"I'm going to drink orange juice"

After saying this, Wang Ye looked back at the sky.

At this second, Wang Ye was actually a little depressed.

Of course, it has nothing to do with Peng Yuhang.

It's because the skillization failed.

I don't know if eight kilometers is not considered a normal training subject in the army, or because eight kilometers is actually the same as five kilometers, so eight kilometers failed directly when he wanted to become a skill after Wang Ye finished running.

This made Wang Ye's original idea of being able to increase physical skills directly fall through.

"Here, one handful per person, take it!"

At eight o'clock, after the drill class began, the whole company was first pulled to the 400-meter obstacle course for a run.

When it was over, the recruits began to receive new equipment.

Sapper shovels, one for each recruit.

"Why did you send us this, did you want us to go camping?"

"Hehe, this baked egg is really fragrant, did you use it at the time?"

When the sapper shovel is issued, there is no serious thing like a gun ceremony.

Just in front of the dormitory building, the veterans moved out, and then the recruits each took a handful, and when they were done, they stood aside.

So now there are recruits with new equipment, smiling and chatting.

"Your recruit company still lets the camp cook?" Wang Ye saw that there were recruits from the recruit company of the Iron Bone Heroes Regiment, and he gathered there to ask the recruits who had come down from the concentration camp.

"Well, don't you have one? We also asked ourselves to cook and cook, and at that time we were also issued with a sapper shovel, which is the pot for stir-frying! ”

A private from the training camp happily raised the sapper shovel in his hand.

"Brother Wang, didn't you recruit even engage in camping?"

At this time, Peng Yuhang, who had already turned into Wang Ye's puppy legs on the side, smiled and approached and whispered to ask.

"There was camping, but there was no sapper shovel to cook!"

During Wang Ye's recruit company, there was camping, and the training was camping outside, but the engineer shovel had never seen it at all.

"Beep~" (whistle, change it, save you to complain!) ）

Zheng Ke blew hard with a whistle.

"Line up!"

Soon, the recruits and veterans quickly returned to their positions and stood in shifts.

"Standing ~ taking a break"

didn't say much, after Zheng Ke formed the team, he directly led the team to run under the gaze of Wu Jianfeng.

Under the minds of the recruits with sapper shovels curious about what they were going to do, after ten minutes, after leaving the camp and going up a hill outside, everyone knew.

Dig trenches, or rather, dig foxholes.

Each recruit is required to dig one up on his own.

And it must be more than one meter deep, according to the height of the individual.

And this depth is the height from the ground to the bottom of the digging, and the excavated mud must be piled up in front of it.

The total height must reach 1.6 meters, and at the same time, a cliff hole must be dug out in the direction of the enemy.

"Fortifications are the capital of our lives, dig well, dig seriously." Zheng Ke kept a straight face and shouted loudly to the group of recruits who were bending over and pouting their butts and waving sapper shovels.

"Building foxholes is the easiest type of fortification, but it is also the most widely used type on the battlefield.

It was on our side of the border to the south.

It was by this kind of foxhole and all kinds of fortifications that our ancestors greatly reduced the casualty rate. ”

After a pause, Zheng Ke continued to say loudly: "A foxhole, in a battlefield like modern warfare, where artillery is full of fire, can increase our survival rate tenfold.

So, this is the first and most important lesson for your next connection! ”

What Zheng Ke said, in fact, everyone understands.

But understanding and suffering are two different things.

To dig a pit in the mountains, it is necessary to dig a sapper shovel, which requires digging one meter deep and the size is about 80 meters, which is definitely a chore.

The key is to get it done before eating.

This forced everyone to fly with the sapper shovel.

Of course, that's just the case, but it's nothing.

The most important thing is that there is now a group of veterans pointing and watching the excitement on the side.

They called them superintendents and instructed the recruits in their work.

But looking at their happy appearance now, it is clear that they are simply watching the excitement.

Especially Wang Ye, a few veterans of the eighth class on the side stood and didn't say anything, and from time to time there were veterans from other classes to give advice.

These guys, now they are really having fun, it's not that Zheng Ke is here, and it's not that they are afraid of retribution, they all want to go to the service club to buy some melon seeds now.

While watching Wang Ye sweat like rain, he knocked on the melon seeds, and then pointed out from time to time that Wang Ye's shovel shoveled too little soil, and the force under the shovel was wrong

What a joy to hear!

Yesterday, Wang Ye was a 400-meter meter, and their veteran was guilty of the old nose, and now they can do nothing and watch Wang Ye, a rookie egg, do the work that a rookie has to do.

How can this not make them happy.