As a result, Luo Xiaoming said in detail, his solemn scalp became numb on the spot.

The commando of the teaching team is targeted at people with poor training subjects. For example, if you have a five-kilometer difference, you have a five-kilometer commando; if you have a bomb drop, you have a bomb drop commando, and so on.

"Sancient! You have to join the commando!" Luo Xiaoming pointed to the solemnity in the team, "If the standards of the teaching team are not met at the end of the month, you should prepare yourself and don't want me to remind you."

The standards of the teaching team are higher than the general training outline.

For example, the outline stipulates that the 45-meter-highest level is excellent, and the teaching team requires 55 meters; the four hundred-meter obstacle is excellent, and the outline stipulates that the 1 minute and 50-meter-highest level is excellent, and the teaching team's standard is 1 minute and 40 seconds...

Zhuangyan had two items that failed to meet the standards, so the commando and bomb dropping commando that entered the 400-meter obstacle were almost named.

In contrast, Zhuang Yan was lucky. He only joined two commandos. Several soldiers from the third squadron even entered several commandos. Especially the same district team had a student nicknamed "Old Confused". He was actually complete, and almost every team had his name.

The soldiers who had been dead had no time to rest. When they went to bed at noon, they would go to the commando training. Once others trained, they would train ten times.

I just finished my fucking at noon, and when the solemn and tired like a dog, Luo Xiaoming didn't let everyone rest.

"Today it's our district team's turn to fetch water! Don't rest. Put your equipment in three minutes and go out to the kitchen team to get the bucket to fetch water!"

When I heard the word "carrying water", Zhuangyan felt a little broken.

Every morning, there is about half an hour before lunch starts.

For solemnity, this is an extremely precious half hour.

Because the commandos are called to the training ground by the designated squad leader every day at noon, you will train whatever you are wrong. They will not return to the team to participate in other training in the class until someone else does not go out of exercise.

Therefore, the "glorious" commandos have no rest time in the teaching team. Unless you meet the training requirements, can be approved by the squad leader, and get out of the teaching team that sounds extremely awesome and hard, you will have no time to take a lunch break before being kicked out of the teaching team.

The water used by the 1st Division’s teaching brigade is not tap water. Although the basic settings such as barracks and training grounds here are first-class, the water available is very primitive. They still rely on the springs in the mountains to flow down into the reservoir behind the brigade headquarters, and then rely on manpower to pick up the kitchen squads of three squadrons.

Zhuangyan discovered that every detail of the teaching team's ghost place seemed to be designed to exhaust people. The water pool of the kitchen team was very large, and each person had to carry five loads of ten buckets of water before eating. He didn't know how the kitchen team used water. Anyway, the water was gone the next day and it was empty, so the next district team responsible for duty had to carry it.

From the brigade headquarters to the kitchen class, the students from the teaching team carried water every day like monks in the movie "Shaolin Temple".

People are really forced by the environment.

After a week, the solemn forearm swelled.

Not only that, solemnly discovered that he had learned to carry water.

This was the credit for picking up feces in the Eighth Company. Since Zhuang Yan’s defendant, Zuo Xiaoheng has never dared to help Zhuang Yan carry feces. Zhuang Yan could only pinch his nose and learn to carry feces. After trying countless times of dirt and dirty clothes, he finally got out of the army.

Now, although carrying water is tiring, the solemn can at least be able to do it, so that you won’t be able to even balance the pick.

After pouring the last bucket of water, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Luo Xiaoming held the stopwatch next to him like a death-seeking ghost and shouted: "It's time to gather for dinner. You have three minutes to go back and put the bucket, and then gather in front of the canteen immediately. Those who are late know what to do!"

What should I do?

Zhuangyan felt that this was very good.

Now everyone knows what to do.

The teaching team is a factory that trains elite soldiers and has its own strict procedures.

And those brigade leaders, squadron leaders, instructors, district leaders and squad leaders are simply evil supervisors.

They are like standing on the assembly line, monitoring every product. If they don’t work, they will immediately raise you from the team. If they can be repaired, they will be eliminated if they can’t be repaired.

Every cadre and squad leader always have one thing that is the most common, that is, the stopwatch.

Here, everything is extremely standardized.

You must arrive within minutes of gathering, and you must finish your meal within minutes of meals. You must walk on the road in the brigade camp to form three people in a row...

Ten push-ups a second late, just like traffic management regulations, have strict regulations.

There are always a few outdated banners hanging in the camp - you will not fall behind if you lose your skin and flesh, you will not fall behind if you lose your blood and sweat, and you will not cry if you lose your tears!

Whether it is a cadre or a squad leader, the most common slogan is: "Are you tired? Think about the old revolutionary seniors! Whether it is hard, think about the Red Army's 25,000!"

The entire teaching brigade has more than 400 students, who are injected with chicken blood and are always in a state of excitement.

At noon, when others were resting, the commandos organized by the brigade called out to people one by one.

"The bomb drop commando! Come to the cement road outside the gate to gather!"

"The four hundred meters obstacle commando, go to the obstacle field to gather immediately!"

"Five-kilometer commando, get the gun immediately, take your equipment and gather on the playground steps!"

"The equipment commando is gathering! Hurry up!"

A few minutes later, Zhuang Yan and more than fifty grenade commandos gathered on the cement road outside the teaching brigade, each carrying a box of more than thirty Type 67 grenade coaches on his shoulders.

"You don't have time to rest at noon, so don't complain to me. I don't listen to the complaints! Don't tell me that you can't stand the suffering. Let's tell your own squad leader that they will send you back! The teaching team is a hard work, so you don't endure the hardships and come to the bird teaching team. Are you here for vacation?"

As he said that, the commando squad leader pointed to a long hillside beside the concrete road.
Chapter completed!