Special Years

"Now until you are a rookie?"

Seeing the half-dead appearances of the team members sticking their tongues out like dogs, Luo Pingan twisted his hands and walked around beside the crowd with a smile.

"Is it a blow?" He walked up to Zhuang Yan and asked, "Zhuang Yan, you must have never run such a back position in the old army before, right?"

Apart from nodding and acknowledging, what else can I do?

Zhuang Yan can only nod to admit that what Luo Pingan said is the truth.

"Actually, have you ever heard a saying that all our special forces are called logistic farms?"

Zhuang Yan had never heard of such a statement.

Turning to look at Su Huikai.

Su Huikai nodded: "Yes, I've heard that **** farms are used as cover to protect the secrecy of the troops."

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

Several soldiers look at me, I look at you, no one can answer this question.

Luo Pingan said: "That is nonsense. In fact, the source of this statement is that our special forces people like to joke and say that they are livestock. Since they are all a bunch of livestock, the place where they are located is on the spot. The farms are full of livestock!"

Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter.

For Luo Pingan to say that these people are rookies, Zhuang Yan is not disgusted.

The reason is that he is really a rookie!

This is really not acceptable.

If at the beginning of joining the "Red Arrows" brigade, Zhuang Yan still had the arrogance of a field troop competition champion, then in the next few days, Zhuang Yan was completely convinced.

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

Almost morning, noon and evening, three time periods have not stopped to give you more.

The same is the push-up, the same is the horizontal bar, the same is all kinds of off-road.

In a trance, solemnly felt that he had returned to the boot camp.

At first, I was still unconvinced.

It's my second year as a soldier, and I've been in the coaching team, and I've been in the elite training team.

Speaking of the 10-kilometer off-road project, at least it can keep up with the veteran team. If it does not meet the requirements of the veterans, it is just a lack of opportunities to practice.

The physical training here is completely different from when it was in the field army.

Every subject seems to be the same, but they all seem to be different, and there's a lot of weird training.

For example the horizontal bar. It is not difficult for Zhuang Yan, who can do eight exercises, to practice this thing on the horizontal bar, and more than 40 hard pulls are easily captured.

But it's different here. The horizontal bar here is to hang a 10kg sandbag on your feet, and then do 20 standard deadlifts in one breath to be considered pass, 30 good, and 35 excellent.

It seems easy to see the numbers, 20, 30, 40, part-time basic training such as solemn confidence is a waste of your time.

Moreover, Zhuang Yan thinks that as soon as you practice this item on the horizontal bar, there doesn't seem to be much difference between hanging things and not hanging things!

Isn't it 10kg! No big deal!

On the special team's equipment yard, when Zhuang Yandi grabbed the horizontal bar and hung it in the air, he wanted to laugh when he saw Luo Ping'an tying sandbags to his feet.

"Squad leader, what are you doing?"

"I'll give you 10 kilograms of sandbags." Luo Pingan said, hanging the ropes linked to the sandbags on the soles of his solemn feet.

"Hook me up, drop the extra code!"

He solemnly looked at his toes, with the two silly sandbags hanging from them.

"How many?" asked solemnly.

Luo Pingan said: "If it's a recruit, I'd say 20 is enough, but if you're a veteran, it says on the file that you say you can do eight exercises, so I'll let you do 35, so you can try to be excellent."

Zhuang Yan felt that Luo Pingan was simply watching people through the cracks of the door and watching people to death.

Is more than 10kg still difficult to die?

Now that Zhuang Yan's dislocated arm has long since recovered, he can't wait to show his skills.

"Wait!"

Zhuang Yan took a deep breath.

35, if you don't hang sandbags, you can definitely get it easily.

An extra 20 pounds is equivalent to gaining 20 pounds of meat...

Give it a try!

He took a deep breath and started pulling up one after the other.

One……

two……

three...

...

To the twentieth.

Zhuang Yan realized that something was wrong...

This inconspicuous 20kg hangs on your feet like you are swimming in water. Originally, the water is OK, but suddenly your feet are tied to 20kg, and the situation immediately becomes difficult.

"twenty five……"

There was already a feeling of fever on the solemn forearm muscles, and it began to heat.

This is a harbinger of the beginning of the limit state.

Dog day!

How did you do it!

For a moment, Zhuang Yan thought that he was too tired for the past few days, so his physical strength was poor.

Luo Pingan smiled and wringed his hands, standing under the horizontal bar and looking up at the solemn.

He likes to see Zhuang Yan's frustrated expression.

Zhuang Yan is obviously an arrogant guy. On the surface, he doesn't look like much, and he is very polite to everyone, but Luo Ping'an knows very well that Zhuang's kind of arrogance permeates from his bones.

"Twenty-eight……"

On the solemn forearm, the veins burst out.

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

Su Huikai couldn't help shouting, "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 knowing the enemy will not be perished in a hundred battles.

Lao Xu has carefully analyzed the solemn military capabilities.

When Zhuang Yan was coaching the team, he could do more than 30 horizontal bar exercises, and sometimes more than 40.

Later, he stayed in the teaching team for more than half a year, and after returning to the company to serve as the third squad leader, he also followed the soldiers for a day of training.

In his impression, he once saw Zhuang Yan demonstrate an extreme deadlift to the Han Bean sprouts in his class on the equipment field of the Eighth Company, and he did 51 deadlifts at that time!

At this level, it's not like 35 can't be pulled, right? There are only twenty or so, and it is almost like a half-dead fish.

Is that sandbag really that terrible?

"Twenty-nine……"

The solemn flushed face~www.novelmt.com~ The blood under the skin seems to burst through the skin at any time and spurt out, a pair of eyes are like the salted fish on the deck of the fishing boat that has been sunbathing for a long time. to the ground.

Luo Pingan was still smiling.

The hearts of others have already been suspended.

Thirty isn't enough? Just like that, forty is...

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