After tied the safety rope, he looked at the main rope solemnly. This thing is thicker than the thumb, not to mention the safety rope.

Luo Ping'an checked the safety rope next to him and said while checking: "Good, it's well-tied, he's a skilled person."

He also said to Zhuangyan: "Sanyan, don't be afraid, we practice this thing every day, it's not too dangerous."

Zhuangyan, who had already grasped the rope with both hands, felt a little nervous.

What does it mean to be "not too dangerous"?

Panel Luo, can you not say that?

The solemn psychological dark area continues to expand.

Luo Ping'an began to teach him to step on the rope: "As I demonstrated just now, grab the rope with my left hand first, then squat and jump with both legs. After you are ready, you will say "Okay."

Zhuang Yan could only do the jumping action as Luo Ping'an said, and said, "Okay!"

Luo Ping'an also said: "After hearing the command "up", jump up and grab the rope on the left hand, lean back slightly, and lift the legs up along the climbing rope, rotating the belly and raising the legs in the shape of both sides, and bent the calf, so that the left calf is located below the right calf, and the two calfs are in the shape of scissors. Place the climbing rope between the two feet, hook the climbing rope from the right foot to form a U-shaped shape, and then use the sole of the left foot to step on the right foot..."

Suddenly, he looked at the solemn and glared: "What are you doing?"

Zhuangyan still stood under the main rope and did not move.

Luo Ping'an yelled: "Why don't you do anything??"

Zhuangyan said: "You didn't shout 'up'!"

Luo Ping'an was stunned, scratched his head, laughed first, and said, "Go!"

Solemnly jumped up and grabbed the rope according to the key points of the movement.

He didn't care about so much now. Since the squad leader Luo Ping'an gave orders, he had to go through the sea of ​​swords and fire.

After leaping up, Zhuangyan tried to jump to the high place. If he could jump one meter, he would be considered one meter less. He would suffer one meter less.

However, all my attention was only focused on my hands, so I forgot about the movements of my feet.

Luo Ping'an stood aside and shouted: "Foot! Your feet! Don't forget that you still have two feet! What are your feet for?! Are they disabled!?"

Zhuang Yan then remembered his feet, so he followed Luo Ping'an's demonstration just now, closed his abdomen and raised his legs to hook the rope with his left foot and stepped on his right instep.

However, this seemingly simple action cannot be done well.

The thick main rope was like a disobedient snake, swaying around and even if it couldn't be hooked up.

"Clip the rope in the shape of scissors on the two legs, don't let it move!"

Zhuangyan was already panicked, and Luo Ping'an roared even more panicked.

If it was a recruit, it would probably have landed soon, but the solemn arm strength was very good. Now it was all supported by the arm strength, and I didn't use both feet to help.

Su Huikai, who was pulling the safety rope there, was also anxious.

"Don't panic Lao Zhuang, step on the rope! Step on the rope! If you step on it, you will be stable!"

The rope was solemn and the rope was like a grasshopper that was being helped to hang up and struggled in the air. It looked so awkward.

Zhao Xu, the squad leader of the 7th Company who was training, walked over and looked at Zhuang Yan, who was only one meter high from the ground, making a messy look like he was blushing and thick-necked, and couldn't help but laugh.

He turned to Luo Ping'an and said, "Look, the new rookie is meat!"

Luo Ping'an was also helpless and continued to yell at Zhuangyan: "You are climbing! You are only one meter away from the ground! You are afraid of an egg! You can't even fall to death if you fall!"

The solemn hands were already a little tired, but fortunately the arm strength was passed.

Luo Ping'an yelled at him, so he calmed him down.

After taking a deep breath, Zhuang Yan finally found a little trick, clamped the rope, hooked the rope on his left foot and stepped on his right instep.

"Hey, right! That's it! How difficult is it? It's not that you can climb up to the moon!" Luo Ping'an looked at his solemn look, and his toothache was so anxious.

Zhuang Yan, who finally stepped on the rope, suddenly realized that the pressure on his arm suddenly became much lighter.

Because the feet stepped on the rope, the left soles and right instep pressed the main rope tightly, and the weight was pressed on it. The combat boots created great friction, but they could stand on the rope.

"Climb! Do you think you're at the top?! Now you want to enjoy the wind and see the scenery?!"

Seeing Zhuangyan stopping, Luo Ping'an cursed again.

Zhuang Yan cursed Mamapi like a sea of ​​confusion in her heart, thinking that when you were a recruit, I didn’t believe that this thing could make a flower come out of the first time!

I thought to myself that my movements were not slow, and with the help of the pedaling force of my feet, my solemn hands rose up by about thirty or forty centimeters.

Although in Luo Ping'an's eyes, the rise of this pedal is really terrible, it has improved at least.

"Pay attention to foot movements! Alternate hands upwards, and your feet should not be idle. Put your abdomen and raise your legs, and then continue to step on the ropes between the left and right feet. As long as you are familiar with the movements, you will learn it soon!"

Zhuangyan really slowly found the feeling.

He became a little excited, and the depression he had just passed away.

It's a little bit!

He felt very smart.

Zhuangyan now feels that Han Yanwang has a very good vision. When he first tested the coordination of some people, he probably made preparations for this.

But soon he encountered new problems.

After climbing three or four meters, Zhuangyan suddenly realized that she could not step on the rope, and the distance she climbed up was more than the distance she slid down.

After climbing to the tenth step, Zhuangyan felt as if she was driving back, and she felt that she was getting farther and farther away from the red mark on the top of the rope.

The muscles on the forearm begin to heat up.

This is the reason why physical strength is declining.

Finally, he heard a voice saying to himself: "Hey! Are you afraid of hair! Look at how many meters you are from the ground?"

Zhuangyan turned his head subconsciously, and turned his head to face the squad leader Luo Ping'an.

This really scared him. He was so focused that he was trying hard to look up at the top of the rope and crawled to the end...

Depend on!

It's actually as tall as Luo Ping'an...

Looking at the soles of your feet on the ground, it is less than thirty centimeters from the ground...

Luo Ping'an's eyes rolled up.

The squad leader Zhao Xu next to him covered his stomach and almost turned into a rolling gourd.

The other special forces team recruits who were training on the ropes all turned their eyes here. Everyone's shoulders were shaking and their faces were deformed. It can be seen that they were so happy that they were about to collapse.

His solemn face turned red.

"Get down..." Luo Ping'an raised his chin and signaled solemnly: "Stop first, I will announce your final result. It took two minutes and five seconds, and it climbed almost forty centimeters..."

He reached out and patted the solemn shoulder, and said with an expression like he was going to attend a memorial service: "It's okay, it's okay to be stupid, you can still save yourself if you make up for your hard work..."

Zhuangyan's heart began to become a paradise of grass mud horses again.

It doesn't matter if it's stupid...

Will make up for your weaknesses...

Countless black lines appeared on the forehead, and crows flew over the head, crows shouting, pulling a piece of shit on the solemn forehead...
Chapter completed!