Perfect Assault Master Instructor

The meaning of the cookie is obvious, the first time is just a pediatric, the next time it may be 15 yuan, or it may be 20 yuan, if you can't split it once, then you will run with bricks on your back every time, of course, chances are impossible Give it to you all the time, after a few times, even if you want to run behind your back, there is no chance, the person who can't even split bricks, why does Snow Wolf keep you?

Gao Jingye knew that Cookie was not joking, he looked at the glowing red bricks on the ground, did he really want to continue?

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Gao Jingye looked at Cookie, and Cookie looked helplessly at the soldier. Gao Jingye knew that this might be the next choice, and there should be a better way.

Gao Jingye gestured to Shao Yiming with his eyes, Shao Yiming looked at Jiang Shuchen, Jiang Shuchen looked at He Feng, He Feng looked at Xu Xiu, they understood, and shouted "Hi!" at the same time, raised the knife and dropped it, and there were two crisp sounds of "Papa", Shao Yiming and Xu Xiu's bricks split apart.

"You, you, you..." He Feng pointed at Xu Xiu for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

Shao Yiming rubbed his hands, and said, "Choose a light-colored brick to chop, use the thick part of the palm, take a deep breath and chop."

Shao Yiming's words gave everyone confidence that since someone can do it, they can do it too.Time is running out, everyone split according to Shao Yiming's words, and sure enough, more and more people split up, and everyone had a belief in their hearts, "Fuck you, fuck you..." As for who to kill, only their own hearts are the worst. Clear.

After one brick was split, they didn't stop. Instead, they split the second and third bricks faster, harder and more rudely. They were splitting bricks, and they were also venting their anger, which belonged to men.This is also what the instructors want to see, and it is what they should have, which can inspire the anger of fighting spirit.

Gao Jingye no longer cared about the piercing pain in his hand, he fixed his consciousness on the brick under his hand, regarded him as something or someone, hacked him to death, hacked him to death, his grandma's, I don't believe I can't hack you to death!

"Stop!" Sun Wei pressed the stopwatch, and everyone returned to reality. Basically, no one chopped all ten yuan. The one who chopped the most was Shao Yiming, who left two yuan, and the least two soldiers only chopped two yuan. , there are still eight yuan left.

"Tie up your bricks and carry them on your back, go off-road for ten kilometers, start!"

Those two soldiers were very depressed. This world is so realistic, without emotion and color, and it doesn’t mean that if you work hard, you will get good results. Many times, you still can’t do it even if you work hard, and you can only bear the consequences yourself.

It is not easy to run with bricks on their backs, because these bricks are not the only ones on their backs, and the [-]-kilogram rucksack cannot be unloaded. All of them add up to seventy or eighty catties, which is equivalent to the weight of a little girl up.

Soon, everyone discovered a more terrible thing. Carrying a little girl is heavy, but a person's body is weak, so it is a sweet thing, but carrying bricks is different.It is summer now, and there are few clothes to wear. Many people find that the friction between the flesh on the waist and the bricks on the outside makes the skin burn and hurt. Everyone knows that something bad is going to happen.

Gao Jingye had five bricks left. He used a rope to divide the bricks into three pieces on one side and two pieces on the other and hung them on his rucksack. As soon as he ran, the bricks hit his waist, and it hurt.

The scorching sun was in the sky, sweat dripped down the back, wet the training clothes, wet the rucksack, and even the bricks were stained with sweat, turning from red to deep red, which looked like blood at first glance.Both sides of the waist were already bloody and bloody, soaked in salty sweat, excruciatingly painful.

Gao Jingye wanted to stop, the pain made him feel like vomiting, he wanted to take a break, but just as he stopped, Cookie's voice came, "I can't hold it anymore? Bastard!"

Knowing that the guy used aggressive methods, Gao Jingye had no choice but to continue running. He just couldn't stand the guy scolding him with mocking eyes and a mocking tone. There was no reason, but he just couldn't stand it.

The soldiers found that they kept running at a certain speed, and slowly, the pain disappeared after running. They may be used to it, or they may be numb. It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt.

That night, there was howling in the makeshift public bathroom.

"Ooooh, hiss—" He Feng yelled while taking off his clothes.

Clothes stuck to the peeling wounds, and undressing was torture.Xu Xiu slapped him on the back, "Shut up!"

He Feng howled until tears came out, he looked at Xu Xiu pitifully, "Help me see if the clothes are embedded in the flesh."

Shao Yiming only had two bricks, and his injuries were not serious. His skin was not broken, only a little red. He walked up to Gao Jingye, "How are you?"

Gao Jingye shook his head, "It's okay, I can't die."

In fact, Gao Jingye is very uncomfortable now. He feels that the two wounds on his waist are a little numb, dizzy, and a little nauseous.

"Take off your clothes." Shao Yiming said, slowly lifting Gao Jingye's camouflage T-shirt.

Gao Jingye covered his waist with his hands, "I'll do it myself."

The clothes were slowly lifted, and what was presented in front of everyone's eyes was a scene that made everyone feel sad.The clothes were frayed, and two palm-sized pieces of skin were rolled up like rolls of paper. The blood from the wound was congealed, and if you looked closely, you could still see some red brick crumbs.

"How did you get hurt like this?" Xu Xiu frowned and asked.

Gao Jingye's head was dizzy, and he heard Xu Xiu's question and answer: "The rope was not tied tightly, and the brick slipped down, shaking violently."