God-level film and television: Defeat Thanos at the beginning

Chapter 60 Arrangement
"Very good, start the timer from now, 5 minutes!"

Miao Lang stood on the edge of the pool and started counting: "You can switch to the pool over there after you have soaked for 5 minutes!"

He paused at this point, then pointed at Yang Miaojun: "That...you! Soak for 10 minutes."

Yang Miaojun stared at the words, and before he could ask why he was treated differently, Miao Lang cheerfully asked, "How about this sauce?"

MMP!

Yang Miaojun cursed inwardly, stopped howling in pain, and looked at Miao Lang biting his teeth: "Bad review! I almost missed shredded green onions and duck cakes!"

Looking at Yang Miaojun, who is still dead and stubborn, Miao Lang is happy: "Okay, shredded green onion and duck cake, right? I'll arrange it for you in a while!"

Soldiers have one thing to say and another to say two things, what they say is what they say, and if they say it will be arranged, then it must be arranged!

So, after alcohol disinfection in the bathroom, a group of people finally took a serious bath, changed into clean clothes, and then arrived here after being fully armed, and was ordered by that scumbag Fan Tianlei to lie here and carry their stomachs.

And Fan Tianlei babbled back and forth in silence, pretending to be an old man with amnesia, dragging down the only "seven o'clock" lecture into a long speech. It has been more than an hour in the blink of an eye, and almost everyone is exhausted. , and the posture of the belly is all crooked.

"Miao Lang, is this the scallion and duck cake you mentioned?"

Yang Miaojun, who was lying on the ground with his belly on his back, gritted his teeth and looked at Miao Lang, who was staring at him, and squeezed out these words from the roots of his teeth.

"How is it? This shredded green onion and duck cake taste authentic, right?"

Miao Lang was also happy to bicker with this guy.

"Fart~ It's not authentic at all! You guys have to keep working hard!"

Yang Miaojun's face was a little red, but he still had a stubborn mouth, and his language did not lose a bit of momentum.

Anyway, you can't die, so you can't lose in terms of momentum!

"Is it?"

Miao Lang chuckled, and lightly kicked Yang Miaojun's leg with his toes: "Raise it up, raise it up, why are you lowering it again!"

Yang Miaojun was speechless, and could only stare at Miao Lang fiercely, took a deep breath, and lifted his legs up again, maintaining the standard belly posture.

This is the spring onion and duck cake he asked for.

Others are not asking whether the belly posture is standard, but just using it to consume physical energy, especially Fan Tianlei, who later made people memorize the latest version of the internal affairs regulations. The full text has a total of 21 chapters and 420 articles, which is enough More than 7000 characters, a ghost can memorize it!

And especially in this situation!

So in fact, what Fan Tianlei and others want is for these elites, who are unmatched in every regiment, to be deeply shocked and realize that they are nothing, not omnipotent elites.

Including the recitation of house rules.

What they want is not a brain king or academic master who can recite the full text under such a ghostly situation, but when these people faint and when they reach the limit of their physical fitness for the first time.

So it doesn't matter how well these people memorize the internal affairs regulations, or even whether they memorize them or not.

It doesn't matter whether the posture of the abdomen is standard or not. Even as time goes by, many people have become so exhausted that they can no longer lift their legs. They can only jump like a dead frog occasionally with a few nerve reflexes. , Lift your legs up a little bit like a convulsion or an electric shock.

Just a little bit, a few centimeters.

But Yang Miaojun is an exception.

He asked for shredded scallions and duck cakes, so Fan Tianlei gave him shredded scallions and duck cakes, and sent Miao Lang to keep an eye on him. The posture of the stomach must be standard, and any deviations must be corrected.

Soon, the time went from dusk to late night, and a few hours passed. Even in the second half of the journey, almost no one had any standard requirements for them, but too many people were exhausted and passed out one after another.

"Miao Lang, hug a shuttle!"

Seeing that the situation of this group of rookies was almost the same, after Fan Tianlei left, Chen Shanming, who was in charge here, looked at Miao Lang.

Da Da Da~
A series of gunshots awakened everyone who had exhausted their physical strength and was in a daze, on the verge of coma and slumber.

"stand up!"

Chen Shanming gave an order, but none of the people who were physically exhausted could stand up.

Except Yang Miaojun!
"Scallions and duck cakes..."

Yang Miaojun was the first one to get up from the ground exhaustedly, looking at Miao Lang beside him: "Bad review!"

Miao Lang frowned: "Hehe, your physical fitness is good!"

Yang Miaojun heheed twice: "I have no other strengths, except for a lot of money, and good physical fitness. Otherwise, when I retire in the future, why are my mothers-in-law everywhere?"

hey~
Miao Lang sucked his teeth, this guy!
But Miao Lang, who knew Yang Miaojun's tens of billions of dollars in bank cards, could not object to it.

So you can only vent your anger on others.

Da da da……

Miao Lang, who was so pissed off by Yang Miaojun, walked forward with a gun, and pulled the trigger on everyone's feet, scaring all the rookies who had just looked like they were on their deathbeds, terrified in an instant. After crawling away, he rolled over and stood up.

"Look, can't you stand up now!"

Looking at the group of rookies standing up, and looking at Yang Miaojun who has recovered a lot after a while, Chen Shanming became more and more angry: "Since everyone can stand up..."

"Military posture!"

"Two hours!"

Everyone's eyes widened. Some people were defeated by this sentence and fell to the ground with a bang. Back to the original team.

In the twinkling of an eye, two hours passed, the military posture, and then Miao Lang held a gun, shot a bullet and gave a command. After everyone moved in unison, they could start the next step of decomposing and going forward, squeezing everyone's last bit of physical strength. out.

And after eliminating two more people, they ordered the disbandment.

A group of people looked like zombies, or the lowest level of zombies. They looked inhuman, hunched over, supported each other, moved step by step, and walked towards their tent like snails.

Except for Yang Miaojun who has the double plug-in of self-healing ability recovery and Hulk physique, so there is no serious problem.Even He Chenguang, who was the champion of the Asian Youth Championship, and Xu Tianlong, who came from a family of martial arts, were too tired to straighten their backs.When the others touched the bed, they immediately threw themselves on it as if they were dead, not to mention not being able to move for a moment, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

Among them, Li Erniu fell into a coma the moment he knelt down on the bed.

"Two Bulls~"

He Chenguang turned around when he heard the voice behind him. Seeing his brother's miserable appearance, he had no choice but to drag his exhausted body, which had reached its limit, to help Li Erniu take off his backpack.

"Let me do it!"

Yang Miaojun is in the best situation among all of them. After all, he is the one who has the hanger turned on, or the guy who is running both hangers at the same time. He came to stop He who helped Li Erniu take off his backpack and wanted to cover him with a quilt. morning light.

"I'll go...do you still have so much strength?"

Seeing Yang Miaojun stop him, he took Li Erniu's armed belt without much effort, lifted him to the camp bed, and turned over by the way so that he could get a good rest. His eyes widened in shock.

"It is estimated that I may be a legendary natural person who trains my muscles and bones. I have always had good physical fitness, and I recover faster than others."

While they were talking, there was a plop behind the two of them, and when they turned their heads to look, it was Song Kaifei who was so exhausted that when he lay down on the bed, he fell to the ground directly, without the strength to climb up again.

"I said pilot..."

Yang Miaojun, He Chenguang, and Xu Tianlong, who lived next door to Song Kaifei, were the only people in the entire tent who still had some strength. They went to help him up, and finally helped him lie down on the camp bed.

"You are too embarrassing for us Lu Hang."

Hearing Yang Miaojun's words, Song Kaifei was taken aback: "You belong to Lu Hang too? Why haven't I seen you?"

Being able to participate in the selection of special forces is definitely not an unknown existence.

"You belong to the Flying Tigers, and I belong to the Eagles, Yang Miaojun!"

"I'm going~"

Yang Miaojun introduced his name to everyone for the first time, but he didn't expect Song Kaifei and Xu Tianlong to exclaim when he just finished saying his name, and even both of them regained some strength in an instant: "You are a local rich brother?"

Yang Miaojun was taken aback for a moment, then remembered.

Song Kaifei belongs to Lu Hang, although he is not in the same regiment as him, but they are also members of Lu Hang, and I heard that he is normal.

Especially when this guy was at the airport just now, he still took his own Wuzhi 10, the only Wuzhi 10 of the whole army aviation brigade (Wuzhi [-] and Wuzhi X are the same model, and X is the number 'ten' in the Roman numeral number ) has boasted, so naturally I have heard of myself, but I have never seen it, so I don’t know it.

As for Xu Tianlong, who is in the information warfare center, he has naturally heard of him, especially the Army Aviation, and even the only Wuzhi 10 in the entire military region. This is a great combat power that cannot be ignored. Naturally, the information center has Record.

"what's the situation?"

He Chenguang, who knew nothing about this, looked at Yang Miaojun suspiciously: "Old Yang, is this your nickname?"

"Slight assets, let everyone laugh."

Yang Miaojun responded in this way.

"Brother Tuhao, you don't have a little wealth, just because you want to learn how to fly a helicopter, you can buy a Wuzhi X with more than 100 million yuan, and you can buy [-] million rounds of ammunition as extra shooting training consumption for yourself in the company. "

"That's right, otherwise everyone wouldn't call you Brother Tuhao!"

Song Kaifei and Xu Tianlong, if you say something to each other, you will expose Yang Miaojun's old background.

Anyway, this is not a military secret, and everyone in the entire Army Aviation knows it.

Everyone in the brigade knew it, and He Chenguang was no less.

"I'll go, this is not a local tyrant, this is a godly tyrant!"

He Chenguang stared at Yang Miaojun with wide eyes.

(End of this chapter)