Hearing this, Class 1, who was lying on the ground lazily, quickly got up from the ground, tidied up his clothes and hats, and stood in line.
The speed is so fast that it can be described as lightning fast.
After they all stood up, the whole class had a big question mark over their heads.
? ? ?
Aren't they resting, the instructor hasn't called to assemble, what are they doing when they get up
Well, it can only be said that the conditioned reflex is used to it, and the whole class wants to cry without tears.
From this incident, it can be seen that Zhang Jiuling has a deep influence on them.
Think at first, because they gather slowly. Instructor Yama of their class directly made them run around the playground for a few laps of acceleration, and then they practiced and assembled.
If it is one second away from the standard, they have to run another lap, and so on and so forth, it is difficult for their class to think about it.
From the time their class was lined up to stand up, there was a lot of movement. The instructors from classes 2 and 13 next to them had been watching, and they all sighed when they saw their class standing neatly at the end.
Instructor of Class 2: The boss is still very powerful. When will our class be like this
Instructor of Class 13: It seems that I'm still too kind to the little bastards in the class. Look at the class of Living Hell's Training, and the conditioned reflex has come out.
Thinking of this, the instructors of the two classes turned their heads.
"Hurry up, all stand up!"
"Move, move, move! Move when you report!"
"Hurry up and stand, whoever moves again, the whole class will add another five minutes!"
"Move, still move?!"
The instructor of Class 2 was so impassioned that he would definitely want to transform his class into the appearance of Class 1.
The fat instructor in Class 13 was not so "cruel", he said with a smile.
"All of them, arm swing training, fifty times!"
"One, two!"
"I told you, I'm good enough for you. You look at the class one, and you've trained the conditioned reflex."
"..."
Class 1 student: You think we think, it's not that the instructor is too cruel.
Zhang Jiuling came over, but came back alone, eh, what about the two male classmates before
However, no one dared to ask him.
I saw Zhang Jiuling dressed in camouflage, still looking indifferent.
His eyes were cold and bright, his pupils were dark and shiny, like the eyes of a beast, even if he didn't look at him. That gaze fell on him, and he felt trembling.
The whole class of Class 1 was even more nervous. The whole body was tense, like a pile of wooden stakes.
In fact, there is no "evil" meaning in this look, and everyone who is familiar with special forces knows it. This gaze is a kind of aura that they bring with them after they have been on the battlefield for a long time and fought bloody battles.
Domineering and murderous, this is something they can't get rid of for a while.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at the class and gave an order.
"Everyone has it!"
"Take a break, stand at attention!"
"Next, practice together!"
"Everyone has it, step-by-step!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"The last row, the rows are scattered."
"The rest stay where they are, the last row, turn back!"
"Let's go!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"one two three four!"
"one two three four!"
"one two three four!!"
"The slogan is not loud enough, practice it twenty times by yourself!"
The last row collectively said with grief and indignation: "Yes!!"
Then, he was left in place, practicing the slogan over and over again.
"one two three four!"
"one two three four!"
"One, two..."
The last row was Su Linlin's row.
Li Jiao watched her shouting slogans there, and silently sympathized in her heart.
Now, you wouldn't want the instructor to come back sooner, would you
Before she could sigh a few more words, Zhang Jiuling came over again, walked over to the big team, and said.
"All of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
"The sound of your feet is not neat, do it again."
"All of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
The sound of footsteps was still not at a single point, and there were people in almost every row.
Zhang Jiuling was obviously not satisfied, and frowned slightly.
"The last row, everyone has it, turn back!"
"One, two!"
It's much better now that we're apart. Zhang Jiuling continued to check the people behind.
"The penultimate row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!!"
"The third row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!!!"
"The last row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
The last row, the first row where Li Jiao was, was still uneven. There are two or three people rushing to the rhythm, and some are a little slower, so they are messy by the sound of their feet.
After standing still, the people in Li Jiao's row were all guilty and nervous. When it was over, the King of Hell was going to punish them.
Sure enough, in the next second, Zhang Jiuling's cold voice was heard.
"The last row, the footsteps are not neat, run around the playground for two laps and come back."
"Yes."
In Li Jiao's row, eight were girls. After hearing the voice, she weakly agreed.
It's over, it's running again, and they're dead.
Zhang Jiuling: "The first girl to lead the team and go to the runway."
"Yes."
The girl at the front responded, and immediately took the first row out of the central boundary of the military training ground and onto the plastic track.
The rest continued to practice, Li Jiao's row went to the track, and the eight girls ran in a row.
Because Li Jiao was fined for steering practice in the morning, her left and right feet in her shoes had blisters. When she went back to bed at noon to pick up blisters, the pain made her cry.
Now I have to run again, and I don't know if the wounds that the band-aids are sticking to can withstand.
Li Jiao looked down at her feet, she should be able to do it.
She raised her head and ran after the person in front of her.
It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, but the sun was still fierce, and the scorching light of more than 40 degrees hit them, like a pot of scalding boiling water, causing them to smoke.
The sweat on Li Jiao's forehead kept dripping down, running down her hairline to her chin, and then dripping all over the ground. His cheeks were red hot from the sun's rays.
After running for a lap, the wound in the shoe has begun to rub and hurt, and it should be swollen again.
Ignoring the pain in his feet, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he was running with a single thought.
The reason why she studied art since childhood was because her physical fitness was not very good. All the physical education classes from childhood to adulthood were only passable marks, and they were also the sympathy marks given to her by the teacher.
The sport of running, in her past ten years, was limited to gym class.
The rest of the time, she was simply a nerd, either taking classes or painting at home.
To put it bluntly, she is the sports idiot.
During this military training, the family originally wanted to ask her for leave. In the words of Li's mother, she was already in poor health. Don't get down when you go up, and it will embarrass me.
However, although Li Jiao is not good at sports, she is stubborn. Her parents didn't let her come, and she just wanted to prove herself.
Of course, for now, Li Jiao only wanted to say that it was right to listen to her mother.
Mom, I really want to go home~
In the last lap, Li Jiao was stunned and didn't know how she persevered.
I just remember that when I stopped, my feet were so soft that I almost didn't kneel down.
After the eight girls finished running, they lined up and returned to the central field of the military training out of breath.
The class was doing arm swinging exercises. Su Linlin and Zhang Yue in the team saw that her lips were white, and they all looked at her worriedly.
"Report!"
The girls at the top made a report and asked to be included.
Zhang Jiuling turned her head, glanced at them, and said.
"First row, everyone has it."
"arrive!"
The eight girls immediately stood up as a team.
"Take a break, stand at attention!"
"All of them, turn back... turn!"
"One, two!"
The sound of the feet was still uneven, because just after running, the feet of the eight girls were all soft, and they came over after the runway. When they heard the password, they even wanted to do it well.
Helpless feet do not obey, simply helpless.
Zhang Jiuling didn't say much and said directly.
"Two more laps and come back after the run."
"why?"
A girl was unconvinced.
Zhang Jiuling: "I didn't report, just add another lap."
"Why?"
Once obedient, the girl was in a hurry, and they finally came back after two laps just now. As a result, it didn't arrive for a minute, and I had to run again. Why
Zhang Jiuling glanced at her lightly, "The footsteps are not neat, two laps, you didn't report, one lap."
"Three laps in total, come back after running."
"Why..."
The girl was still thinking about the theory, but was pulled by the person next to her and persuaded in a low voice.
"Forget it, forget it, Lulu."
The one named Lulu was dragged away, and the other girls could only follow no matter how unwilling they were.
Li Jiao did the same, silently following a few people on the runway again.
Before leaving, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin looked at her worriedly, she shook her head with a smile, and said "it's okay" with her mouth shape.
No one expected that a few girls would just get off the runway and then go up again.
This time is different, a few people clearly have temperament in their hearts, especially the girl named Lulu, who rushes very fast on the runway, and after a lap, she can't do it.
Standing there, gasping for breath, two girls beside her also stopped.
"Lulu, are you alright?"
"No, it's fine." She waved her hand and said weakly, "I, I'm not running."
Someone persuaded her, "Lulu, there are still two laps, you stick to it."
"No, no, I won't run away, let's do it with love."
The girl named Lulu fell directly to the ground, "I won't run away even if the King of Heaven is here."
"If you want me to tell you, don't run away. Even if we don't run away. What can he do to us?"
A girl worried: "It's not good, we don't run, what if the instructor tells the counselor?"
"Just sue. At most, criticize one by one, and it will be fine."
Lulu said, "I don't want to lose my life just because of a run."
Hearing what she said, the other two girls were also shaken, and they couldn't stand it after running two laps before.
He was fined a second time to run. To be honest, which one of them wanted to run
It's just because they are afraid of the instructor. Now, after hearing Lulu's incitement, the two girls simply sit on the ground and stop running. Whoever likes to run will run.
The three people sat down on the flower bed beside the runway, looked at the five people running behind them, and incited the road.
"Don't run away, let's sit here for a while and go back later."
"That's right, don't run away, we're all sitting here, and we'll go back later."
Two girls couldn't help but persuade, nodded, dragged their tired steps, and went to sit with them.
Li Jiao and two other girls stood still, one was Tang Yuran from her dormitory, and the other was a girl she didn't know, but she seemed to be an honest girl with braids.
Li Jiao glanced at the five people who were hiding from the sun by the flower bed, and then looked at the military training ground. Their class was still training, and the instructor was correcting their movements.
Although the military training ground is big, if they don't run, the instructors will definitely know. Moreover, the central area is relatively empty, and as long as the instructor turns his head, he can definitely see that they are taking a break.
Biquge
Thinking about it, Li Jiao said to them.
"Let's run, the teacher can see."
The girl named Lulu said arrogantly: "See it when you see it, what can he do to me, I won't run anyway."
Except for her, although the other four were shaken, they didn't move, and they didn't seem to want to run.
Li Jiao didn't speak any more, she glanced at her feet, and it was estimated that blisters had formed again, and they were painful.
She frowned, gritted her teeth, and continued to run.
There are two laps left, she can.
Tang Yuran glanced at the few people over there, untied his hair, and neatly tied it into a high ponytail, wearing a military training cap. Along the track, I ran slowly.
The back is arrogant, like a white swan.
The girl with the braided braid looked at the two of them leaving, hesitated for a moment, and followed.
"Lulu, what should we do?"
Beside the flower bed, a girl said.
Lulu snorted contemptuously, "Idiot!"
"We'll just stay here, and we'll catch up when they get to the last half of the lap."
She still didn't believe it, what the instructor could do to her.
When Li Jiao ran to the second lap, it was actually her bottom line. The blazing sunlight hit her, as if it had evaporated all the moisture on her body.
There seemed to be two large rocks tied to her legs, which dragged her pace slower and slower. She supported her waist, her chest was stuffy, and every time she breathed out, she felt a burning pain.
On the last lap, she got slower and slower. In the end, it can only become pacing, walking slowly.