Xiaobing Fang Heng

What a miserable word to say about the extra training that night?

At first, Fang Heng thought that running five kilometers was the hardest training and would make his life worse than death. Only now did he realize that in the reconnaissance camp, five kilometers is a basic training!

After a day of exhaustion, Yang Yi gathered all the recruits in the platoon together an hour after dinner, and said, "Push-ups, I didn't call stop, no stop."

What do you mean I didn't shout to stop or not to stop?

It means that a complete push-up movement must be completed within 2 seconds, and there is no time limit to continue. If you are slow, you don’t need to do it. Yang Yi roared, the dignity accumulated in the three-month recruit’s life is enough for them to bite Grit your teeth and hold on.

And Yang Yi's criteria for assessing OK is even more foolish, to see if there is a "map" drawn by sweat on the ground, more than a dozen drops will not work, and it must be connected into one piece to be able to rest.

And it's just a push-up, let them go all out.

Then the sit-ups were directly changed to "abdominal end". When you put your feet down, you have to use your whole body hard, especially when you can't hold on anymore, your whole body is shaking, and you stare at Yang Yi who is wandering in the crowd with distorted faces. It's like a year.

Three minutes later, the amnesty order came down. Before everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Yi said, "It's only three minutes. This is the minimum training requirement. In our seventh company, five minutes is the basic."

As for leapfrog, it goes without saying that the training of leg muscles has been practiced in the recruit company, but the intensity has increased and the distance has become longer.

After practicing like this for an hour, Yang Yi began to take them to stretch their legs, loosen their shoulders, and lower their waists, and told them, "Toughness and strength complement each other. The most important training is the flexible use of joints! Because you are attacking with bones, not flesh." After speaking, Yang Yi stopped beside Fang Heng, clasped Fang Heng's shoulders and waist, and pressed down vigorously. Heng yelled twice, forcing the tears out.

Seeing that Fang Heng was pressed down, Yang Yi would bounce back in a second, so he simply sat on his back and looked at the recruits sitting on the ground with their legs straight on their toes under the dim light, He said slowly, "For veterans, this training is the easiest, because you don't need to move, as long as your ligaments are trained, this is rest. Of course, now your bones are still hard, I will not kill you. But don’t think that you can’t do it now, you won’t do it in the future, after training, you can do Lajin if you have nothing to do, so as not to feel uncomfortable in training.”

After finishing this long paragraph, Yang Yi felt that Fang Heng couldn't bear it and began to struggle, so he stood up and said, "Change your posture."

Fang Heng's face was full of tears from the pain, he sucked his nose and lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

Pain... starting from the toes, all the way to the waist, especially the burning pain in the knee joints, it wasn't that he wanted to cry, but he couldn't help it, it hurt so fucking bad!

Yang Yi is such a jerk! !Still fucking sitting and pressing him! !

Fang Heng wiped his face carelessly, glared at Yang Yi viciously, and complained silently, you are too fucking inhuman! !

Yang Yi stared at Fang Heng for two seconds, turned around, and roared, "What are you doing paralyzed!? The next move!! There are not many newcomers here, don't you need me to teach you??"

The two recruits assigned from outside understood the situation after a glance. The soldiers led by Yang Yi from the recruit company stood up consciously, and the two paired up and began to press their waists.

Yang Yi asked them to train their tendons in the recruit company, but at that time, the physical fitness of the two was the big problem, and the main thing was to grasp discipline, so they didn't practice a few times, but I remembered the order, shoulders first, Then the legs, and then the waist.

When lowering the waist, Fang Heng and Yue Zitong got together, and each helped the other to put it down. After all, they were both men. They were about 18 years old, and their bones were hard. Lift your knees up.

Yang Yi walked half a circle, looked at Fang Heng's face blushing and gritted his teeth, who was being supported by Yue Zitong, stopped inexplicably, and put a hand beside him, asking Yue Zitong to put his leg towards his hand a little more Son.

When Fang Heng moved for the first time, he could hold back, but when he was about to lean on his hand again, Fang Heng couldn't bear it any longer. With a scream, he pulled his arms and lay down on the ground.

For such a big man, he really wanted to lie down and was caught off guard. Yang Yi and Yue Zitong couldn't hold him up, and Fang Heng fell to the ground directly.

Yang Yi laughed and went to help him, Fang Heng wiped his tears and glared at him, clearly knowing that Yang Yi was tormenting himself, the words of cursing circled in his mouth for several times, and he choked back abruptly, everything waited for the training Besides.

Of course, Yang Yi didn't target Fang Heng specifically, it was just a little bit more. He would attack anyone whose movements were not standard, and he was definitely more ruthless than when he was in the recruit company. He shed tears when he touched anyone, even the political commissar His son Yue Zitong was not spared, and no one had not shed tears that night.

It's just...how should I put it?

Yang Yi really thought it was fun for Fang Heng to cry. Although this idea was a little bad, it was indeed his sincere words. Even if he tried hard to restrain himself, he would still inevitably have a toss on Fang Heng.

At this time, Fang Heng could only grit his teeth and insist, and complained with tears streaming down his face, but a long time after that, Fang Heng scolded like this, bah!To be liked by you, I have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck! !

The first day of extra training ended in misery and desolation. Fang Heng went back to the dormitory dejectedly, completely forgetting to ask Yang Yi for an explanation.

Then, early the next morning, it was another five-kilometer cross-country.

When Fang Heng got up, his muscles were sore. He thought he couldn't run, but he persisted.

At the finish line, Fang Heng beat the muscles on his legs in a daze, really not quite understanding what was going on with him now?I can persevere even if I feel so uncomfortable. If I go back to the house, I will definitely lie on the bed and die.

After running, it is obstacle tactics training.

With a distance of 1000 meters, there are a total of 14 obstacles such as trenches, rope ladders, single-plank bridges, three-step piles, ditches, low walls, and high walls.

Jizhu Karma gathered all the people in the company together, and the two-by-two runs were limited to 7 minutes.

The veterans are familiar with it, but the recruits don't catch it. Jizhu Karma personally taught them various standard movements to cross obstacles.

When practicing crawling forward, Jizhu Karma will first demonstrate a standard movement, and then let them learn it. I thought this thing is simple, crawling, who can't, but this practice is one morning, and all the recruits are on the sand. Climbed back and forth for at least five kilometers and ate a mouthful of sand. At the end, some people crawled and their buttocks turned up. Angrily Jizhu Karma pointed at this person and scolded him. It's not that he can't go on softly, but he can't wait to kick him to death.

Fang Heng's eyes are staring at these swear words, and the company commander of their family is so powerful even swearing!

When it’s time to finish class, walk if you’ve practiced well, continue to climb if you haven’t practiced well, and climb hungry.

There is a saying in the army, don't be afraid that you can't practice well, if you can't practice well, you can practice until you are good, if you can't do it ten times at a time, if you can't do it ten times a hundred times, you will always be able to practice well! !

The buddy crawled to one o'clock hungry and was finally released.

In the afternoon, the veterans continued their skills, and the recruits continued to break down their movements. Fang Heng practiced well all the way, at least he didn't mention it.

When the training was about to start, the company commander taught them how to climb the high wall and demonstrated it himself. The company commander took two steps to run up, took off at a height of one meter, kicked on the wall with one foot, and clasped the high wall with both hands. As soon as the arm exerted strength, it rolled over neatly, then turned around and let them practice one by one.

So, Fang Heng folded here.

I don't know what went wrong. He jumped a few times and couldn't reach the edge of the high wall. It doesn't matter if he has flat feet. He was tested during the physical examination. It is also in place, but the feet that are kicking on the wall seem to have no strength, and they cannot jump up.

Jizhu Karma asked him to run back and forth a few times, and thought for a while, then stepped forward to teach him step by step, and supported his waist to send him up once.

When Fang Heng jumped down from there, his face was inexplicably hot, and his hands and feet were weak. He only felt that the hand stuck on his waist was really big, as if he didn't use much strength, so he gently hugged him. It was the first time that I was so close to the company commander, if I didn't try my best to behave better, maybe my nervous heart would jump out of my bewilderment.

Seeing him coming out, Jizhu Karma let him run twice, but still couldn't reach the upper edge. Seeing that the time was almost up, she let him go first, and then stayed here to continue practicing with Fang Heng.

After almost looking at Fang Heng and pedaling four or five times, Jizhu Karma frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"

"Ah?" Fang Heng looked at him in surprise.

"I can't pull it off, can I?"

Fang Heng bowed his head and said nothing.

Jizhu Karma glanced at his watch again, thought for a while, "Go to dinner first, and ask Yang Yi to stretch the tendons in your legs again at night."

Fang Heng nodded, watching the company commander turn around and leave, then bent down to support his leg, his right foot under the palm of his hand trembled inexplicably, his muscles were tense, and his body had already protested after two days of intensive training.

Fang Heng sighed, sat on the spot and rubbed his ankles, then beat his calves.

He remembered that he did reach the edge of the high wall for the first time, but he missed it and slid down. After that, he got worse every time, and his right leg became weaker and weaker.

He didn't understand, everyone was practicing the same, so why did he have problems?Is it really too thin?But even Bi Yuntao can go up, why can't he?

Looking up at the sky, Fang Heng took another long breath, stood up slowly and walked back.