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Under the howling north wind, thousands of new recruits were undergoing rigorous physical training under the cold gaze of Major General Rondel of the Chief Instructor Headquarters.

Because they are elites in this department, the training items are not terrible. It is only a one-day training session, including a ten-kilometer run with a weight of [-] kilograms, a two-kilometer frog jump, [-] squats, etc.

If you were an ordinary person, you probably wouldn't be able to persist in any of them.

But at the headquarters training ground, this is just daily life.

"Run fast!"

The weight-bearing long-distance running event is coming to an end, but Major General Rundle's brows are getting deeper and deeper. He shouted sternly at several oil bottles hanging far behind the main force:

"I'm talking about you two! You're procrastinating, haven't you eaten? Give me the energy to feed you!"

"If you behave like this again on the next project, you two won't be able to eat your lunch, did you hear me?"

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The tone was stern, and it was obvious that he was not joking. The recruits suddenly shrank their necks and subconsciously speeded up.

No one wants to be the last person, especially with this intensity of training. If he really hadn’t canceled lunch, the afternoon would have been fatal.

However, among these dragsters, the last two could not get up any faster. They were obviously running with all their strength, but the gap with the team in front still did not narrow, and was even faintly widening. .

"Be...Belumber!"

The second-last person was Ke. As he ran panting, he turned his head and complained to the back: "It's all...it's all your fault. You insisted on dragging me into that group yesterday. I didn't sleep well all night. , now, now I have no strength at all..."

"Can you blame...blame me?"

Belumeber in the back was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and his face was as white as paper, "I... I just invited you to join the group. It's not you... you decide when to go to bed." What happened? Who...who asked you to chat with those girls until 03:30 in the middle of the night? "

"Nonsense, there are 300 people in a group and 250 of them are girls. How can I not be excited?"

Ke turned around and glared at him, "Don't forget, we are in a boot camp now. On weekdays, let alone girls, we don't even see a sow. Do you know that when I look at you now, I feel you are a bit pretty?" "

"Oh, thank you very much for the compliment."

Not to be outdone, Belumeb replied: "Anyway... Anyway, I'm warning you, you can chat with any girl on the group member list, but you can't talk to 'Electromagnetic Girl'! That's what I watched early in the morning!"

"I bother!"

After getting acquainted with Amber Bell, Ke naturally couldn't show any cowardice and refused directly: "What a beautiful idea. Didn't you see how active she was in welcoming newcomers when I joined the group?"

"Everyone welcomes new people who join the group. Your example is nonsense!"

"But I also had a great chat with her, okay? She also said that if there is a chance, she would like to take me to the moon to play and watch the stars together. She is such a considerate and gentle girl. Why should I give it to you?"

"I think you look handsome!"

"It's just a pretty boy. Look at the men in the training ground who are not as attractive as you."

"I am a second-generation official!"

"Wake up, Amber Bell! Your shitty daddy has fallen long ago. If he hadn't taken you as a hostage and ran away, he would be in jail in Impel Down now!"

"...No, when did you become so good at quarreling?"

"Nonsense, do you think my arguing with others on the forum every day is for nothing?"

………………

The two of them complained to each other all the way, and unconsciously forgot what they were doing.

As their physical strength increased, their running speed became slower and slower. It was not until they reached the finish line that they suddenly woke up when they saw Instructor Rundle's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You two!"

Looking at the two new recruits who were looking down at bewilderment, Major General Rundle was furious:

"The last lap is only one kilometer! It took you 5 minutes! A whole 5 minutes! You are simply scum and a disgrace to this elite training camp!"

"I'm sorry, instructor."

Although the words were very ugly, the two people, who were well aware of Rondel's irritable character, did not dare to argue at all after being scolded. They could only keep bending and bowing: "We promise it won't be like this tomorrow!"

"No need for tomorrow."

Rondel didn't take this trick at all, staring at the two of them coldly and saying:

"Listen to me, you now have 10 minutes to rest. After 10 minutes, we will all do the three-kilometer leapfrog event. If you are still the bottom two, not to mention lunch, you will not get a share of dinner! Do you understand?"

"I understand." The two of them said wiltedly like eggplants with frost.

"You speak so quietly, haven't you eaten yet?"

Major General Rundle became even more angry when he heard this, slapped each person in the face, and roared: "Louder! I can't hear you anymore, and if I can't hear you, continue talking until I hear you!"

"Understood!"

"Get out of here and go rest!"

"Yes, Instructor!"

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Holding their burning cheeks, Ke and Belumeb walked to the rest area by the wall with difficulty. There were already many marines who had completed long-distance running with heavy weights early to rest here. When they saw two cranes approaching, there were naturally many people. He pointed and started to sneer in private.

"..."

Ke was already used to this kind of situation. He didn't find anyone to refute. Instead, he and Belumeb silently came to the west edge and found a wooden pile to sit down.

"This Rondel is so ruthless. Is there any mistake? We are our own people after all, right?"

Seeing Rondel walking away, Uncle Belume could not help complaining in a low voice: "We were brought in by General Garp himself, and we can be considered his disciples after all. Whether or not Rondel gives us face, we have to look at it." Just for the sake of General Garp..."

"Okay, Belumeb."

Ke touched his cheeks that had begun to swell, and felt a little irritated. He said angrily: "Aren't we embarrassed by our poor performance? Who can blame us? Besides, would you rather Rundle be an instructor, or would you rather Wait until Garp comes back from the field to train us personally?"

"Uh……"

The answer to this question is obviously self-evident. After thinking about Mr. Garp's fists as big as sandbags, Belumeb couldn't help but tremble, and he laughed dryly:

"If that's the case... our life seems to be pretty good now."

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