Many years later, when this training camp graduate from this class of mountain camp, they looked lingering fear when they talked about their experience in the mountain camp.

A "big guy" who was later promoted to a third-level sergeant commander had such an exchange with a senior corporal who complained about the fact that there were too many cultural courses in the Shanying camp:

"At that time, the training intensity of the mountain camp was not high. The most deadly thing every day was this 'Legendary Road'. In addition to the 'Legendary Road', overall, although our training time was long and compact at that time, it was not overloaded, which was just from opening our eyes in the morning to eleven o'clock in the evening."

A privateer: "Instructor, open your eyes and practice until eleven o'clock in the evening. Isn't this called overload?"

The third-level sergeant chief chuckled and said with a smile: "You young people can play games until three or four o'clock in the evening when they open their eyes. Is this called overload?"

Private: "Instructor, this is different!"

"What's the difference? Tell you, how scary the training subjects are, what's scary is that every training subject is constantly squeezing physical strength - although we were a little tired at the beginning, the intensity was not high. But... After we lost a confrontation later, everyone was like crazy. They spontaneously carried the load while training, and they also practiced variously. They always wanted to catch someone up in one breath and then kill him to look for his teeth all over the ground!"

The third-level sergeant chief recalled the years and showed a look of remembrance, and then said in a strange tone: "Don't you say that, our extra training and extra losses were all based on self-consciousness. Although we were tired, no one complained, and everyone was holding their breath--at that time the instructors were also happy, and we practiced like this."

"But who would have thought that if we held our breath and practiced for twenty days, blindly adding practice and losing without scientific guidance would make our bodies shattered to the brink of collapse?"

"Xiao Twenty Days?" The soldier looked at the instructor in confusion. Can the little one be trained to the brink of collapse in 20 days?

How poor were the instructors’ physical fitness at the time?

"Boy, don't look at me with this kind of look! Do you think we were in poor health at that time?"

The privates laughed awkwardly and denied: "Where is it!"

"Can you still hide your acting skills from me?" The third-level sergeant commander said confidently: "Let me tell you this. Later, some of us... well, including me, have entered the training camp for the special forces. Do you think the Hell Week of the special forces selection training is terrible?"

"I heard it, it's quite terrible!"

"We didn't think it was terrible at the beginning. They muttered that they were not as strict as we were when we were fighting hard!" The third-level sergeant smiled proudly, because he remembered the strange gazes that the instructors looked at them during the selection training - haha, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, but which period could have the outstanding performance at that time?

"Tsk, at that time, we were all newborn calfs who were not afraid of tigers. They dared to fight desperately because they were young, and they jumped back and forth on the edge of their body limit... Well, in your current words, it was called crazy death on the edge of their body limit!"

Whenever the third-level sergeant chief talked about this, he always felt a sense of pride and pride that he could not hide. At that time, the selection of special forces was not as loud as it is now, and they even asked unprecedentedly - but because they were holding their breath, they added training to the strict standards for the selection and training of special training troops!

"Later, something happened. The instructors were so scared that they dared not let us practice more without restraint. They even emphasized that any additional practice will lead to our disqualification from training camp." The third-level sergeant commander was even more proud. The mountain camp had a decades-long history, and in that period, they forced the instructor to order a ban on additional practice!

The instructors even had to change the training outline and add enough rest time to them.

At that time, the instructors were making a big fuss. Now when I think about it, tsk, what an honor this is!

"Cancel qualification for training after training?" The Sgt. was stunned and thought, "Why didn't the instructor say that after training after training? Not only did I not say it, but we also forced us to practice further...

"That's not all. The instructors even changed the training outline. Do you know? There was no lunch break during the mountain camp training in the past! As a result, because of ours, the mountain camp added lunch breaks, which continued until today. Also, we used to practice until 11 o'clock in the evening, but because we almost destroyed our bodies because we blindly practiced, the instructors had to change the training ending at 11 o'clock to nine o'clock."

The third-level sergeant was full of smiles. Generations of mountain camp training seniors only knew how to deceive the younger generation, but the only exception was that they had won the benefits of lunch break for the younger generation in that period!

Just for this benefit, at the end of the training camp, they moved the stone three kilometers, which would be called a pit?

That is the concern for the younger generations!

The third-level sergeant chief coughed and continued, "Do you think we've brought about a good day?"

"Instructor, since you have lunch breaks, you can finish your training two hours in advance at night. Isn't that a good day?"

"You're naive!" The third-level sergeant chief denied it and continued: "If you want to say it's easy, it's really easy for a few days, about three or four days, but then our good days are over!"

"Do you think you have a lot of cultural lessons now?"

"Not too much, not too much, well, just a little... more." The soldier roared in his heart: "More? Is this called "more"? I just don't want to study, so I came to join the army, but now... it's even more miserable than when I was in my third year of high school!

"That's because you haven't seen our situation at that time!" The third-level sergeant chief was still scared when he mentioned this: "Do you know that before the training camp in the mountain camp, many of our people in that period thought about taking the military academy in the future. As a result, after the mountain camp ended, only three of us had the courage to sign up and gritted our teeth to persuade ourselves to review. The others were frightened when they saw the book!"

"Do you know why?" The third-level sergeant chief said with a palpitation: "Because... we all have psychological shadows!"

"In forty days, we need to learn twice the current cultural courses in Shanying culture courses! Do you know what it feels like? When I was practicing guns with a gun, my mind was filled with the key points circled in the textbooks, and all the formulas for ballistic calculations - we had three magic weapons at that time, one shot, one stroke and one copy!"

"The instructor said that we had increased our rest time several times, but in fact, there was no rest time? He put down his gun and picked up the notebook and pen, kept reading and writing and calculating. When drinking water, he had to recite the copied rote memorization content with the notebook. When he went to the toilet, he squatted in the toilet, the sound of flipping the books was full of the sound of flipping the books!"

The top soldier imagined such a picture and couldn't help laughing, then said weakly: "Instructor, isn't that exaggerated, right?"

"Is it exaggerating? Have you ever seen someone recite with a gun while chanting? Have you ever seen someone muttering ballistic formulas while shooting? Have you ever seen someone sleeping to death in a dormitory where a person suddenly asked a question in his sleep. Can a group of people answer in his sleep? I have not only seen it, but also experienced it personally!"

"Didn't it... were all like this in your issue?"

"At first, some people couldn't stand it, it was almost the same as what you said - I just couldn't read the books to join the army!" The third-level sergeant laughed: "But no one said it later, everyone said the same as what I said, it was crazy!"

"Why?"

"Because... there is a crazier one. On the basis of having the same textbook as ours, we have to take out other time every day to read another pair of materials - after we have seen the materials he needs to read, we have no shame to mention them anymore."

"Information?" The Private was even more puzzled.

"We used the unit of ‘book’ to calculate the textbooks we needed to learn, and that guy... used ‘stack’."

"Pack? A stack?" The military officer used his imagination and gestured out a stack of his cognition with both hands - about ten centimeters.

"Well, your stack is half as high as the one he had read at that time."

After expanding the thickness of his hands, the Private Edge exclaimed: "Wow, so much information is needed?"

"That's just a pile of them! And when we were looking for him... there were three piles of such information, and there was a box next to it. There were many untooked ones in the box - don't ask me what the information was. When the boy saw us, the first reaction was to cover the information and say it was confidential material and not let us see it."

The Private First was shocked, then questioned: "Instructor, would you say it be... unreasonable information?"

Smack

The third-level sergeant slapped the sergeant in the head without hesitation: "What are you thinking! That kid is in the instructor's office to study those materials! Do you think that is unreasonable information? OK..." The third-level sergeant looked strange: "I have recorded this. Don't fall into that guy's hands in the future. He is famous for being petty!"

uh-huh?

The Sgt. The Sgt. was shocked: "Instructor, the one you mentioned is not still serving, right?" The soldiers of the third-level sergeant were in the same period. If they were in the army, they would either be an officer or a third-level sergeant who could not afford to offend. By the way... How could there be so many bigwigs among the instructor's team members who had been training in the mountain camp during that period?

The third-level sergeant chief smiled: "He, of course he is still in service. Look at your teaching material and look at the name of the editor."

"Which book?"

"Five textbooks, just read them casually - did you kid not notice that these five textbooks were compiled by one person, right?"

The soldier scratched his head embarrassedly. Isn’t he afraid of studying? He didn’t want to read the textbook after posting it, so how could he care about who wrote it?

He took out a brand new textbook and Private searched for the author's name.

Li...meng!

"Li Meng? I think I've heard of this name... Uh," the soldier suddenly looked up: "Instructor, should it be... that person?"

The third-level sergeant looked at the Private with a playful look: "Guess."

"Really - that person worked so hard during the training camp?"

"Or else can he get to this point? Young man, don't think that being a soldier does not require culture, reading books, or enriching yourself. In the modern war, you are a soldier, and you must be a well-educated soldier. Compared to the years we were studying at that time, you are much easier now!" The third-level sergeant chief started the education mode, bara bara and a slap...destroy.

If it were usual, the rebellious top sergeant would slander in his heart, but the third-level sergeant in front of him took the example to tell him about the performance of his once immature appearance. What kind of virtue is he? He is dressed as a big-tail wolf in the mountain camp?

...

Of course, Li Meng would not know that many years later, he was the protagonist of the inspiring story mentioned by the instructors of the mountain camp. He also did not know that in the current mountain camp, the biggest reason why a group of "big-headed soldiers" who gritted their teeth and read could suppress their crazy reading was that he had the example of him. When Zheng Jie and the others saw the amount of materials that Li Meng needed to read and promoted them, they had long lost their rebellious psychology in the face of the mountain-like textbooks.

In a word:

Li Meng's grandson can read the materials that are several times as many as our textbooks. Can't we even get such a "point" textbook?

But the crazy Li Meng is not paying attention to other people's situations now, because he must spend a limited time studying the information brought by Wang Zhan as much as possible.

Why?

Because Wang Zhan told him that he borrowed the information and people would come to collect it after a while, and there would be no such store after passing through this village.

Faced with this precious first-hand information, Li Meng, who was addicted to it, certainly did not want to miss it just like this - because the more he understood, the more he felt that these things were valuable, and he could even imagine the scene of a group of instructors doing training plans based on the still messy information.

He likes this kind of thing very much, it seems that some kind of talent is activated. In this case, of course he has to read it hornyly and try to summarize these things in his mind into things that belong to him.

Wang Zhan felt that he was in a cocoon.

The reason why he deceived Li Meng and said that someone would take it away for a while was because he wanted Li Meng to realize that it was impossible to complete the task of reading these things. Then he would go with the flow and tell Li Meng that we could find a way to extend the ownership period of this pile of information through "confrontation" - to accomplish the purpose of fooling Li Meng to re-train.

But……

This bastard Li Meng doesn't play according to common sense. He really plans to spend his limited time studying such a large stack of textbooks to read these materials - is this kid crazy?

Is this something that people can do?

But Li Meng recognized this "evil", which made his plan die for no reason.

Wang Zhan was so worried. He thought about how to make Li Meng give up every day. Whenever he slapped himself in the face, he made him beat around the bush and forced himself into such a powerless situation.

This instructor... was so frustrated!

On that day, Wang Zhan stood outside the window, watching Li Meng reading like crazy. The sound of turning pages upset him - numb, why did I do such a stupid thing like this?

I thought about how to drag Li Meng out of the chewing and reading and practice again. A familiar voice came from behind:

"I originally thought you should study the data hungryly, but I didn't expect you to be leisurely and have a good time. I would rather stand outside and bask in the sun than study!"

Wang Zhan turned around, looked at the familiar face in shock, and thought to himself:

Damn, is the place to smash so soon? Or... the senior brother shamelessly extended his magic claws to the mountain camp?

Inside the house, Li Meng was also alarmed by the sounds outside. He subconsciously frowned, wanting the boy outside to cool down and not disturb his study of the materials. As a result, he stopped after standing up and seeing the face through the window.

It’s not because of the two-pronged one on the epaulette, but just because of that face.
Chapter completed!