Chapter 278: The Crashing Hai Xun

The students were divided into 10 groups and collectively hugged the log and lay flat on the beach to do sit-ups.

But, one of the teams is five people.

Because the actual number of people is 59 people, the remaining group can only be 5 people holding a 300-pound log for training!

It sounds unfair, but there's nothing fair at the Warrior School, it's just obedience!

Unconditional obedience to the orders of superiors!

The purpose of training for six people to carry the same log is the spirit of teamwork and the tacit understanding between the players.

This was originally a very simple matter for Jiang Chao and them, but the sky was not beautiful, and suddenly it rained heavily.

The pouring rain hit them mercilessly on the top of their heads, faces, and bodies, so that they couldn't open their eyes.

The rain flowed down his face and into his mouth, and a stream of salty, sea-smelling water made Jiang Chao feel sick and uncomfortable......

The torrential rain splashed the sand and mud on the beach, and it all hit them......

Lie down again and again, sit up again, lie down again and again, sit up again......

Repeat and repeat this seemingly simple action.

Gradually, my hands became sore, my legs cramped, and my lower back hurt like pins and needles.

Then, his legs went numb, his arms tingled, and his waist seemed to be broken.

They endured great pain and continued this mechanical movement......

Minutes and seconds passed.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and all the students were stubbornly doing sit-ups on the wet beach with logs in their arms.

In a few moments, the tide was rising, and the rain gradually flooded their feet, then their thighs, and finally directly to their waists.

As soon as I lay down, my head was soaked in the turbid water.

Then quickly straighten up your upper body, then lie down in the water again, straighten up again, and lie down again......

The wind blew harder and stronger, and the rain gradually became lighter.

The night was as dark as a crow.

The entire beach was engulfed in the endless darkness of the night.

One of the trainees collapsed amid the instructor's angry shouts and was dragged away.

Directly ended his days of suffering at the Warrior School!

"Stop!" Colonel Bruce roared, and all the cadets let out a lament and fell into the water beneath them.

It's so tired that he doesn't have to shout to stop if he continues to do it, they have all fallen to the ground.

Jiang Chao was panting and lying in the cold seawater, his limbs hurting like a knife.

"Assemble! Back to school! Colonel Bruce roared again.

The 58 cadets crawled up in pain and excitement, quickly lined up and ran back to the Warrior School, soaking wet.

It was past one o'clock in the morning.

Colonel Bruce ordered all cadets to sleep in soaked camouflage uniforms!

He says it's also a grind!

For such a perverted training method, all students can only bear it silently!

Besides, they're all tired of dead dogs, and they don't have the strength to toss at all.

As soon as Jiang Chao and the six of them returned to the tent, they fell asleep directly on the bed......

At about three o'clock in the morning, the trainees were woken up by the tried and tested poisonous gas bombs, followed by a 15-kilometer cross-country run in full gear!

On the muddy and rugged mountain road, brave the light rain and run one foot high and one foot low, and those who run at the back can only be hungry!

After eating the "cat food", all the students went to the beach to continue yesterday's log-carrying training!

This morning's training is to carry a 500-pound log squat.

In groups of 6, raise the log above your head and perform a squat, keeping your knees at 90°.

The old rules, the actions are not standard, and you will inevitably be humiliated and beaten by the instructor.

The remaining group of 4 people is carrying 300 pounds of logs, which is fair!

All the students braved the drizzle and sea breeze and squatted on the beach in agony for a whole morning before being stopped!

Squatting straight, the thighs cramped and numb, and the muscles were sore, so that the instructor couldn't stand up when he shouted to stop, and all of them sat down on the wet sand with a log in their arms.

Colonel Bruce scolded on the spot: "A bunch of useless things! Idiot! Get up! Stand up for me! Stupid pig! ”

The students sighed and slowly stood up, one by one with sad faces, letting the rain hit their pale and cold faces, and no one reached out to wipe the raindrops or sweat or tears from their eyes.

"Rest in place for 15 minutes, whoever dares to sit down and get out immediately!"

Colonel Bruce is like a tyrant, ruthlessly destroying their physical strength and will.

Don't give them food, don't give them water to drink, don't give them rest!

Little by little, he destroyed everyone's spirits and broke down their psychological defenses little by little!

It wasn't until someone couldn't bear it and took the initiative to announce that he would quit the training, and the corners of his mouth would show a weird smile!

After 15 minutes, what they have to do is lift the logs.

Pick up the soaked log from the ground, lift it above your head, and place it on the ground.

Pick it up, hold it high above your head, and put it down.

And so repeatedly!

Colonel Bruce demanded that the logs not be thrown on the ground, but should be placed lightly on the ground.

To be able to play so many torturous tricks with a log is also a knees.

Bending over and over again, lifting high, bending over again, and lifting up again......

After hundreds of rounds, Jiang Chao was already dizzy, and his whole body was convulsed.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a fire in his heart that had not been extinguished, he would have left the log and ran away......

"Bang"

Another student collapsed on the beach due to exhaustion.

If one person in a group falls, the entire log loses its center of gravity and falls to the ground.

A little slower reaction can kill someone, which shows how important team collaboration is.

57 people! There are only 57 people left!

If you continue to train like this, will anyone stay in the end?

Jiang Chao's heart was very confused, he couldn't see the future at all, and he couldn't predict what would happen next!

But as long as he wasn't locked up in a small dark room and smoked poison gas, he thought he should be able to survive.

At the thought of fumigated poisonous gas, Jiang Chao couldn't help but shudder!

It's so uncomfortable, I can't live or die!

It wasn't until evening that Colonel Bruce told them to stop.

He kept scolding, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the performance of all the students.

Jiang Chao wondered if he had eaten a kilogram of gunpowder every day, otherwise he would have been angry all day long!

Sometimes it's more irritable than a beard, blowing your beard and glaring at every turn!

Roar at the lightest, beat you violently!

They are literally in purgatory on earth!

"All students, jump into the pit over there! No sound is allowed without my orders, and no climb up without permission! ”

Colonel Bruce shines a super-bright miner's lamp on the sand dunes not far away.

Jiang Chao followed the light and looked over - dozens of large pits had been dug on the beach over there, each pit was about two meters apart.

Is this for everyone to jump in and pickle turnips?

Dog's day.

Jiang Chao scolded in his heart, and suddenly felt another desolation in his heart.

Yesterday is always better than today.

Some people died, but not completely......