"Now you are still a rookie?"

Seeing the team members sticking out their tongues like dogs, Luo Ping'an snatched his hands and walked around everyone with a smile.

"Are you very hit?" He walked to Zhuang Yan and asked, "Zhuang Yan, you must have never been in such a back seat in the old army before, right?"

What else can I do besides nodding and admitting?

Zhuang Yan could only nod and admit that what Luo Ping'an said was the truth.

"Actually, have you ever heard a saying in the past that any special forces are called logistics xx farms?"

Zhuangyan has never heard of this statement.

Turning his head and looking at Su Huikai.

Su Hui nodded: "Yes, I used to hear that xx farms were used as cover to protect the secrets of the troops."

Luo Ping'an smiled and said, "Do you think this is true? How easy is it to protect the secret? Just make an external number, isn't it the same?"

A few soldiers, look at me, and I look at you, no one can answer this question.

Luo Ping'an said: "That's nonsense. In fact, the source of this statement is because people in our special forces like to joke. They all say that they are livestock. Since they are all a bunch of livestock, then the farm is on the spot because there are all livestock in the farm!"

Everyone was stunned and then burst into laughter.

He is not disgusted with Luo Ping'an saying that these people are rookies and solemnity.

The reason is that I am really a rookie!

It’s really not okay to not accept this.

If Zhuang Yan had a little bit of arrogance of a field force competition champion when he first joined the "Red Arrow" brigade, then in the following few days, Zhuang Yan was completely convinced.

Like the training of elite field troops, the basic training here also covers the days when they first joined the team.

Almost morning, noon and evening, I have never stopped three time periods to increase my investment.

It’s the same push-ups, the same horizontal bars, and various cross-country rushing to the hills.

Zhuang Yan felt in a trance that he had returned to the recruit camp.

At first I was still unwilling to accept it.

I've been in the second year of the army. At least I've been in the teaching team and the top training team. Haven't the physical fitness thing been bad long ago?

As for the 10-kilometer off-road event, it can at least keep up with the veterans' team. If the veterans' requirements are not met, it is just a lack of opportunities for practice.

The physical training here is completely different from when in the field troops.

Each subject seems to be the same, but it all seems to be different, and there are many strange trainings.

For example, horizontal bars. Practicing this thing with hanging horizontal bars is not difficult for majestic practice, which can do eight exercises. It is easy to easily handle more than 40 hard-hitting hands.

But here is different. The horizontal bar here is to hang a 10-kilogram sandbag on your feet, and then do 20 standard deadlifts in one go. It is considered passing, 30 are good, and 35 are excellent.

It seems quite easy to look at the numbers, 20, 30, 40, and solemn and confident. Part-time jobs in basic training are a waste of your time.

Moreover, Zhuangyan believes that when practicing this horizontal bar, there seems to be no big difference between hanging things and not hanging things!

It's just 10kg! It's nothing big!

On the equipment field of the special brigade, when Zhuang Yandi grabbed the horizontal bar and hung it in the air, he wanted to laugh when he saw Luo Ping'an tied a sandbag to his feet.

"Squad leader, what are you doing?"

"Give you 10 kilograms of sandbags." Luo Ping'an said, hanging the rope linking the sandbags on the solemn solemn soles.

"Hook me up, I'll add it!"

Solemnly looked at her toes, and there were two stupid sandbags hanging on them.

"How many do you do?" asked solemnly.

Luo Ping'an said: "If you are a recruit, I will say 20 is enough, but you are a veteran. The file says that you can do eight exercises, so I will let you do 35, and at least you will be able to achieve excellence."

Zhuang Yan felt that Luo Ping'an was just looking at people in the crack of the door, and he was so shocked to death.

Can it be hard for me to die if I have more than 10kg?

Now Zhuang Yan's dislocated arm has recovered, and she has long been full of energy and can't help but show off her skills.

"Wait!"

Zhuang Yan took a deep breath.

35 pieces, if you don’t hang sandbags, you can definitely handle them easily.

If you have 20 kilograms, you will be worth 20 kilograms of meat...

Try it!

He took a deep breath and began to pull up one after another.

one……

two……

Three...

...

It's the 20th.

Zhuangyan realized something was wrong...

This inconspicuous twenty kilograms is like you swimming in water when you are hanging on your feet. The water is good, but suddenly you tie your feet to a weight of 20kg, and the situation immediately becomes difficult.

“Twenty-five…”

The solemn forearm muscles had a fever and began to get hot.

This is a sign of beginning to reach the limit.

Dog day!

What happened!

For a moment, Zhuang Yan thought he had been too tired these days, which led to lack of physical strength.

Luo Ping'an smiled and stood under the horizontal bar and looked up at Zhuang Yan.

He likes to see Zhuangyan's expression that cannot be erased after being frustrated.

Zhuang Yan is obviously an arrogant guy. He looks nothing on the surface, but he is very polite with anyone, but Luo Ping'an is very clear in his heart that Zhuang Yan's arrogance seeps out of his bones.

“Twenty-eight…”

The blue veins burst out on the solemn forearm.

Su Huikai, who was standing next to him, was a little anxious.

Su Huikai couldn't help but shout: "Laozhuang, hold on!"

Even Xu Xingguo was a little incredible.

No one knows Zhuang Yan's strength better than him. In his mind, Zhuang Yan is an imaginary enemy on the road of competition.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and oneself knowing one’s opponent will never be defeated.

Lao Xu carefully analyzed his solemn military capabilities.

When Zhuang Yan was teaching the team, he could do more than thirty single bar practice, and sometimes more than forty.

Later, he stayed in the teaching team for more than half a year. After returning to the company as the third squad leader, he also left a day of training with the decline of the troops.

In my impression, he once saw Zhuang Yan demonstrated an extreme deadlift to Han Douya and others in his class on the equipment field of the 8th Company. He did a total of 51 pieces at that time!

At this level, there are not even 35 people who can't pull it, right? There are only more than 20 people, which is almost the same as a half-dead fish.

Is that sandbag really that fatal?

“Twenty-nine…”

His face was solemn that his face was flushed, and blood seemed to squeeze out the skin at any time under the skin. His eyes were like salted fish that had been sunk on the deck of the fishing boat for a long time, bulging high, as if it was about to fall to the ground.

Luo Ping'an was still smiling.

The hearts of others have already been hanging.

Thirty is not enough, that's it, forty is afraid...

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