Lu Jiyuan didn't know why, the dinner was very fragrant, in fact, it was just the most ordinary stew, but the broth with Yang Huairen's special seasoning package tasted exceptionally sweet and delicious.

Yang Huairen probably forgot about the bet he made with Huang Dayin during the day, and after dinner, the instructors urged everyone to take a shower and rest early, because early tomorrow morning, there will be more severe training.

Lu Jiyuan realized that in the dark winter sky, he himself returned to the school field to practice what he learned today, and practiced for more than an hour.

Because of this, Yang Huairen felt that he was not looking at the wrong person. But if he has this heart, tomorrow's training will be surprisingly intense, and the time he spends practicing at night will not only not play a big role, but will also affect tomorrow's training.

So he sent a personal soldier to order him to go back to rest, Lu Jiyuan refused to save face at first, and then the soldiers scared him and said that General Yang said that if you don't go back, you will disobey the military order, so he persuaded the stupid Lu Jiyuan to go back to rest.

Yang Huairen and his brothers probably stayed in the camp at night during this time, this kind of camping sounds interesting, but those who have actually slept in the open know that the valley is not as cool as imagined during the hottest time of summer.

If there was no wind, the valley would be hotter and wetter than outside, and the mosquitoes in the mountains would be terrible as if they had become sperm.

And the soldiers of the forbidden army began to suffer again when they took a bath, and their hands and feet seemed to be constantly calling, so they simply jumped into the river and shook them a few times.

When I returned to my tent, fatigue swept over my body like a flood.

Everyone knows that tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day for the next two months, may be such a tiring training, and thinking of the word "more" that seemed to be emphasized in the instructor's tone just now, I feel terrified.

Today's training volume is already unheard of and unheard of, and tomorrow's training is even harsher? Help me......

Although the instructor was stern, after all, they had experienced this wonderful day together, and they still secretly revealed something to them.

It is said that tomorrow's training in standing posture and walking in the right step will be compressed into one morning, and the amount of training will only be more, not less, unless everyone can get out of the effect that Yang Jungong wants - of course, it can be achieved in one day, which is absolutely impossible.

In the afternoon, General Yang invited a few gun and stick instructors, who would conduct gun and stick training and a special training, but these trainings were carried out by General Yang in order to select elite soldiers.

After saying this, the instructor said thoughtfully, "Maybe tomorrow, you will be able to tell whether you leave or stay." ”

What does this mean? Most people guessed for a long time, but they couldn't guess the deep meaning of these words, that is, they faintly felt in their hearts that something terrible would happen tomorrow.

The air in the valley was very good, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and the beautiful moonlight soon took away the noise of the day, and the camp soon fell silent, and before long the snoring of the camp's drums sounded.

The soldiers were indeed tired enough, and they slept soundly with their heads on the pillow, even if a buddy next to them snorted like a tsunami.

One clear morning, before the sun came out, it was the coolest time of the day.

The loud trumpet came as scheduled, resounding throughout the camp of the forbidden army valley, this time there was no need for the fire commander and the officers to shout for everyone to get up, the soldiers heard such a trumpet, they jumped up unconsciously, slipped through their clothes and ran into the school field.

Yang Huairen and the generals were already there, and the instructor was still standing at the entrance of the school, holding the killing rod in his hand, which was particularly conspicuous.

The soldiers who were beaten yesterday unconsciously felt a hot pain in their buttocks, although General Xuanshen gave the beaten brothers yesterday no one gave the medicine to the brothers, and it was no longer painful last night.

At the end of the day, except for dozens of soldiers who were injured or suffered from heat stroke yesterday, everyone arrived at the school ground, and Yang Huairen stood on the high platform and nodded with satisfaction.

The soldiers also seem to have noticed something different, when they gathered yesterday, the border troops of the original Tongyuan Army lined up neatly, and today, they stood in line with the instructors' orders, and the school field was full of squares, which was really beautiful.

Lu Jiyuan thought a little more, in his opinion, this is not just as simple as looking good, but after a day of harsh training, it turns out that the entire mental outlook of those soldiers of the forbidden army has quietly changed.

The original lazy and lazy appearance gradually disappeared, replaced by a heroic appearance, with a straighter waist and a high chest, which already has the appearance that a soldier should have.

People continue to notice this, and the pride of being a soldier that has been buried in the bottom of their hearts for a long time begins to germinate again.

Yang Huairen did not immediately order the start of the five-kilometer cross-country run in the morning, but each team was given a large baggage, which was filled with something like shoulders and leggings, which the instructors took and distributed to everyone, and then made a demonstration, wearing the shoulders on their bodies and tying leggings to their feet.

The soldiers took these things into their hands and found that there were still some differences between people.

Some people received nothing in the long pockets of the shoulders and leggings, while others received small pockets filled with sand, and after wearing them, it was difficult to lift the pressed feet.

Just when everyone was confused, Yang Huairen stood up, and still used his "loudspeakers" to start teaching the soldiers.

"Announcing a new rule, everyone will have to carry weight in future training, but it's up to you to decide how much weight you want to add.

Those who are ranked in the first echelon of long-distance running must carry 20 pounds of sand; In the second echelon, the weight is ten pounds of sand; Those who are at the bottom of the echelon can do without weight. ”

The soldiers on the school field were stunned for a while, as if they felt that something was wrong. Yang Huairen sly, paused and waited for them to think clearly before continuing.

"Yes, I think many soldiers have already thought that the top people will increase the amount of training, but I think this is fair, if you want to get better and more, you have to put in more effort.

You may say that after adding 20 pounds of weight, you may not be able to stay in the first echelon, which is actually nothing, you are willing to be demoted to the second echelon, you can reduce the weight.

If you are willing to easily do not have to carry weights, then you can also go to the third echelon, but the old saying is still the same thing, the people of the third echelon, when they are driven home by Lao Tzu in the future, just don't play tricks with Lao Tzu. ”