Although Ling Hupo had never enlisted in the army in his previous life, the physical training of the athlete training team was the same strict requirements, and it could be called devil training.

It's just that the current method is rude, regardless of the life and death of the new pawn, and his life is like a mustard.

But the goals are the same.

In this way, the military weeds out unqualified recruits first.

If you don't have a certain amount of physical fitness, how can you be a soldier on the border?

Within a few days, dozens of people volunteered to remain prisoners and undergo heavy and menial labor.

Although the labor is hard and tiring, it is better than running to death on the spot, or being beaten to death.

Ling Hupo understood:

Although his identity is special, he must also go through layers of training and tests before he can become an official border army, which may be concerned by the Guo family.

This is the only way for oneself to survive and develop in the future.

Therefore, the physical training in front of you is the first level, and you must pass it.

"Big brother, I may not be able to hold on, after three days of running, the bones in my whole body seem to be scattered, and I can't move my legs, how can I run tomorrow?"

Xu Shichang collapsed on the long kang and said to Ling Hupo very depressed.

"No, you have to persevere and strive to become a full-fledged sergeant, otherwise, once you return to the prisoner team, you will not die of exhaustion from your work, and you will be killed by these stinky men, and then life is better than death!"

Ling Hupo's attitude was very resolute.

"But... But I really can't run, I fainted a few times on the spot today, and my eldest brother pushed me to run. ”

Ling Hupo looked at Xu Shichang seriously and found that his physique was actually very good.

Think about it, his family is wealthy, he has good snacks, he is nutritious, and he usually has a nursing master who guides him to practice martial arts and fitness.

The key is the lack of extreme training, and the perseverance is still poor.

"Brother Shichang, you have to think more about your parents who died tragically, the enemy is still there, don't you want to avenge them?"

"Of course, revenge must be avenged, you can't avenge your parents, it's in vain as a son of man!"

When Xu Shichang heard the word revenge, he gritted his teeth.

The fists in his hands were clenched tightly, and his nails were digging into the palms of his hands.

"Well said, the hatred of killing my father is not shared! This first step is to find a way to live, and then make military merits and be promoted to power. Linghu Po patted his thigh and said:

"In this way, between daily training or before coming back to bed, the eldest brother will help you massage it and loosen your muscles, in addition, you run with me, you really can't run, so you pull the corner of the eldest brother's clothes to run, but you must not stop, understand?"

"Understood, I must grit my teeth and persevere!"

"Okay, this is like my brother, you lie down and relax, and the eldest brother will give you a pinch."

"Hmm..." Xu Shichang closed his eyes and relaxed his body.

What a great big brother!

In fact, these are his attitudes when he was the coach of the provincial team.

Since the crossing, Linghu Po has found that there is a secret breath running in his body, and the way he sucks and releases his luck is different from that in his previous life.

This may be his own body, the original owner has been practicing a kind of internal skill since he was a child, and the body function has become a habit, and the movements have become subconscious.

Good things, of course, he didn't need to deliberately correct them.

So, he meditated as he pleased, every day, without stopping.

This is a kind of internal kung fu, and the luck of breathing is different from ordinary people.

He also secretly found that practicing this kind of internal strength is very helpful for improving physical endurance and explosive power.

Unfortunately, it is not yet possible to grasp the trick of it, otherwise, it should be improved faster.

gave Xu Shichang half an hour, and the effect should be good.

This kind of simple physical training, although it is intense, is completely capable of coping with Linghu Po.

Xu Shichang reluctantly persisted with Ling Hupo's encouragement and covert help.

Every day, after the new soldiers continued to run twenty or thirty miles, they would lie on the ground motionless and gasp for breath.

Linghu Po acted as if he was fine, and after finishing the trip, he went to the side of the creek outside the castle, washed his face with his hands, and then pinched Xu Shichang's loose bones.

A few days passed, and there was only one thing that gave the two of them a headache.

It's just that the limited food every day can't guarantee the energy that the two of them need to train.

Although Linghu Po has a special identity, he can't make a request alone.

What to do?

This is the law of nature in thousands of years of history.

In the troubled world of extreme poverty, you can only survive if you are black-bellied, cold-blooded, and fierce.

A thought of kindness dooms to perdition.

The vast majority of the new pawns here are not good birds, the vast majority of them are homeless or local ruffians on the border, and there are many murderers, bullies or horse thieves who have come over to the army.

They kill people and set fires, rob and plunder, and bully men and women.

In order to survive, these people can do anything as long as they are given the opportunity.

Crime, in these people, is as simple as drinking water.

Very fortunately, Linghupo had a foresight and seemed to have understood these truths a long time ago.

Now, everything is on your own.

He began to set his sights on the more than 200 recruits in training.

Gambling is a product of human history and is innate.

Ancient gambling was very simple, except for rolling dice, guessing the size, cockfighting, etc., the actual competition bet was common.

In the barracks, due to the very monotonous amateur life, such jousting bets happen every day.

Linghu Po set up a 'ring' in the new pawn camp to have a fair one-on-one competition with everyone.

Wrist wrestling, ring competitions, wrestling, fighting, and even group fights are all things that are allowed in the barracks.

But it can only be a fair contest with bare hands.

As long as you don't use your equipment and don't kill people, no one cares about you here.

In the ancient northern Xinjiang, where the people were strong, only heroes, warriors, and winners were admired and admired.

In the training camp for new soldiers, as long as they can complete the day's training tasks, the supervising sergeant with a knife and gun next to him will not care about their life or death.

Some of the supervising sergeants took out some items and coins to bet on to see who would win.

Occasionally, the winning sergeant would be in a good mood and throw a piece of jerky or a good dough cake as a reward for the winning pawn.

After a few days in the ring, the owner of the ring was finally left with only Ling Hupo.

The thorns of the new strokes, those big men, were all taught by him so hard that they almost broke their necks or arms.

No one dared to mess with him anymore, and no one was willing to do anything with him.

Don't look at his age of only nineteen, his strength and moves are skillful, and his movements are agile.

His hand-to-hand combat skills are unmatched, and the recruits see unheard of moves, as fast as lightning.

Not only can he fight, but he also makes a particularly fierce move.

Either kick you in the lower abdomen, kick you in the underbelly, poke your eyes, neck, or slam your chin, etc.

All in all, he often knocks his opponent to the ground in a few moves, and he can't get up.

Ling Hupo just hopes that everyone in this team will be afraid of him.

As the champion, he sets the rules for everyone.