The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 76 Talking with the squad leader 【Please recommend】

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, his expression had already been distorted, his arms had turned into two arms that could dance, the sweat on his forehead had flowed into his eyes, but there was no other way, he had no extra hands to wipe his eyes He could only let the sweat flow in. He closed one eye because of the itch, and his pouted expression made Wang Zhigang laugh.

Yang Fan thought to himself: Your uncle, if I hadn’t wanted to unlock the new dream lock, I would have given up on this mission, throwing a fart grenade, whoever loves to throw it, I won’t be here with you play this.

"There are 15 seconds left, hold on, your arm is too bent, straighten it out quickly." Yang Zhigang slapped Yang Fan's arm hard with the rope on the stopwatch.

In the last few seconds, Yang Fan finally persevered. At the moment when the squad leader shouted "stop", Yang Fan really wanted to smash the folding chair on Wang Zhigang's head. It was so painful.

He bent his arms numbly, opened his hands lightly, and the folding chair was put down, and his hands had long been unconscious.

Yang Fan lightly swung his arms a few times, squeezed his fingers a few times, and gradually felt a lot more relaxed.

Wang Zhigang put the chair back under the bed, patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said with a smile, "How is it? Do you feel your arms are strong?"

Yang Fan's livid face was already covered with sweat, and even his lips were already turning white. He looked at Wang Zhigang without speaking, as if he had just experienced a disaster.

Wang Zhigang pursed his lips and said, "As for it? It's just so exhausting and exhausting? I want to know how long the squad leader asked us to hold when I was a recruit?"

His implication seems to be that you are nothing at all, I suffered more than you back then, so don't pretend to be pitiful to me here.

Yang Fan shook his head and still looked at him without speaking.

"10 minutes." Wang Zhigang made a "ten" with his hands while talking.It can be seen from the expression that he just wanted to show off how awesome he was back then, and you, Yang Fan, were so tired after only three or two minutes of lifting?

Yang Fan thought to himself: You veterans are fucking perverts. When I was a recruit, how did the veterans torture me? Now you want to find an opportunity to torture the recruits, and now you are taking the things you didn’t want to do to the recruits. To repeat the same mistakes, won't your conscience hurt?
But Wang Zhigang was not what he thought. In the conversation after lights out, Wang Zhigang expressed his thoughts.

After the light-off signal sounded, Wang Zhigang called Yang Fan out of bed, and sat on a small bench beside his bed. Yang Fan looked at Wang Zhigang, and he had already scolded his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. In fact, Wang Zhigang could guess it, and everyone would scold him. He asked Yang Fan to sit down to have a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"Does your arm still hurt?" Wang Zhigang asked softly.

Yang Fan put his hands on his knees and said in a low voice, "My arms are sore, but I feel better."

Wang Zhigang sat up from the bed, grabbed Yang Fan's hands, raised them lightly, shook his arms for him, and then squeezed Yang Fan's shoulders all the way to his wrists.

The sudden concern surprised Yang Fan: Why did he become docile all of a sudden?You even rubbed my arm?

Wang Zhigang sat back on the bed and said, "Do you want to know how many grenades I threw when I was a recruit?"

After finishing speaking, he made an "eight" gesture with his hand, and said: "28 meters, I passed only two meters away. At first, the monitor thought I was not good at performance. I was not familiar with how to throw it for the first time, so I asked me to throw it." I threw it a few more times, but each time I didn’t exceed 28 meters, and even after several throws, my arm lost strength, and the last time I threw it was 25 meters.”

As he said that, he smiled and raised his arm: "Now I can throw 37 meters easily. How did I practice? That's how I practiced."

Yang Fan sat aside blankly.

"At the beginning, the monitor asked me to work overtime. I practiced my arm strength in various ways. At that time, I thought he was torturing me, because I failed, so he deliberately punished me. Every time, whether it was doing push-ups or lifting a chair, I felt Everyone is cursing him, cursing him."

Hearing this, Yang Fan smiled slightly. Seeing him smile, Wang Zhigang continued: "I know, you must be scolding me in your heart, but what can I do? My soldiers failed to throw grenades, what do you think?" Can I not be in a hurry?"

Yang Fan also felt that failing the grade would really embarrass the monitor, so he smiled awkwardly and rubbed his nose with his hands.

"Actually, when I failed the exam, I didn't think about it. It's just that every time the class monitor asked me to work overtime to practice arm strength, I would scold the street. Now that I'm the class monitor, I really understand what collective honor is. There are seven recruits in a class. If you fail alone, you will be slowed down. You can’t hold back your face, and I can’t hold back, so don’t blame the squad leader for training you in this way. I’m not torturing you, I just want to let you go Be who I was then."

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Squad leader, I understand what you mean."

Wang Zhigang smiled, rubbed Yang Fan's arm and said, "At the beginning, I accidentally passed the grenade throwing under the various tossings of the monitor. Do you think you should thank him or scold him?"

Yang Fan smirked and said, "Thank you monitor."

Wang Zhigang said with a smile: "Remember, a soldier can't say that I can't do it. I can only say that I have to work hard so that I can do it. Throwing a grenade is actually not difficult. The most important thing is to develop your arm strength. Don't throw it 22 meters. , just give up."

The monitor's encouragement allowed Yang Fan to regain his confidence again, and he nodded firmly and said yes.

"Okay, go to sleep, you will throw a grenade tomorrow morning, you must give me glory." How could Wang Zhigang talk to Yang Fan so gently, Yang Fan also regained his confidence because of this conversation, when he was lying on the bed , is already gearing up, ready for the next day's grenade throwing training.

The night of the dream is over in an instant.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Yang Fan summoned the tofu Xishi to possess him, and made the quilt into a piece of "tofu".placed on the bed.

When it was time for morning exercises, Wang Zhigang changed back to the stern and hateful monitor, but Yang Fan’s opinion of him gradually changed a lot. He couldn’t forget what Wang Zhigang said. Back then, he was also a person who failed in throwing grenades. , After experiencing all kinds of "torture" by the squad leader after failing, he developed strong arm strength and threw the grenade at a distance of nearly forty meters. Why can't I do it?The squad leader said that soldiers can't say that I can't do it. I have to work hard to do it. I must work hard and try to throw the grenade to pass.

"Hey, Yang Fan, what the hell are you thinking? Run quickly, can't you concentrate after morning exercises?" It was Wang Zhigang who spoke, and now he is no longer the one who talked with Yang Fan last night.

"Yang Fan, keep up with the team, you won't be able to keep up after running two kilometers? Run for me, you won't pass a damn hand grenade, if you fail five kilometers, believe it or not, I'll beat you to death?"

Yang Fan rolled his eyes at him, speeded up to keep up with the team, and thought to himself: Damn, after a night's sleep, he has become such a badass again.
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