There was silence in the barracks, and it seemed that no one could react. In the end, Renly was the first to make a move. He greeted Rami and walked out. When passing the group of people at the door, they were dumbfounded and could even see clearly. Seeing the dazed and astonished expressions on those faces, Ren Li twitched the corners of his mouth, said nothing, nothing, and left the barracks.
The cigarette in his hand was still burning, and Renly's deep eyes could be clearly seen in the lingering smoke. Richard's chest was full of annoyance. He wanted to vent but couldn't speak. When the cigarette butt burned his fingertips, he quickly threw off the cigarette butt in his hand, jumped up, and shouted grumpily, "Get out, get out quickly!"
After rushing out of the barracks, Richard's pupils couldn't help but start to dilate again - I saw a large number of people appearing in three different barracks. People came out one after another, and then gathered on the left hand side. It is estimated that there is really a company.
Then Richard saw Renly and Rummy who were successfully included in the team in front of him, gritted his teeth, and followed quickly.
There were several soldiers standing in front of them chatting, while a few low-ranking officers stood beside them shouting loudly, "Quick! Quick! You turtle-like speed, women have not had time to take off their pants, they have already been unable to support. Stop it, when you are on the battlefield, you just pouted and waited for someone else's blessing!" The vulgar words were incessant, smashing down like a gust of wind and rain, making people breathless.
If this is a real military camp, I am afraid that there will be thorns who will stand up to challenge the authority of the officers; but not here, this is the crew, they are all hired actors, and they are all actors below the third line-in other words, the crew There will be no loss after being fired. On the contrary, they cannot afford the possibility of being fired.
So Richard raised his head aggrievedly, his anger burning in his eyes, then lowered his head aggrievedly, and stood in a queue honestly.
The team stood sparsely and unevenly, and an officer in the back strode forward. He looked at least seventy years old. He had short grey silver hair and looked energetic. He had a neat little beard. The wrinkles showed the growth rings of time, but the straight spine, steady steps, and sharp eyes did not show any signs of old age, and stood in front of the team, "I'm James-Dale (James-Dale) -Dye) Colonel, in charge of your leadership training for the next ten days."
"Sword Comes"
His gaze like a falcon swept over everyone slowly, and the scorching heat made the sun above his head seem extremely gentle, "From today onwards, I don't care what your names are, everyone will call your characters by their names, and match yours. rank; during boot camp, any sentence that starts with 'Sir' and ends with 'Sir.' Don't ask me to repeat it a second time." No threat, no emphasis, but the sonorous Words have unspoken determination.
After two simple sentences, the colonel was about to turn around and leave, but after a pause, he turned around again, "Also, a very important point, don't say yeah, yep, ok. ya) wait, use 'YES' for all answers. YES!" His eyes looked to the left, "Yes!" to the middle, and "Yes!" ended up on the right.
The three short and powerful words and the terrifying momentum suddenly silenced the scene. This really didn't have the atmosphere of the crew at all. It was completely a boot camp. In a trance, there is a feeling of entering the wrong door, and it is estimated that everyone is no exception. Renly felt an inexplicable sense of joy.
The colonel turned around neatly this time, without stopping, shouting to several officers not far away, "Training begins."
Immediately afterwards, the captain who had just entered barracks number 8 stepped out and shouted, "Everyone has it! Today is the first day, and we start with a warm-up, a four-mile run around the field! Collective, turn right! !"
Four miles? warm up? first day
Richard looked down at the leather shoes under his feet, and then at the boots under Renly and Rami's feet. An ominous premonition came, and he couldn't hold back after all, and shouted, "Excuse me..." After a pause, he changed his words, "Sir! What should I do if leather shoes are not suitable for running?" Then he paused for a second and added "Sir".
The unnamed captain glanced at Richard. "Then take off your shoes and run."
Pu... The low laughter was almost unbearable, especially when I saw Richard's confused face, I couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was quickly suppressed, because everyone found that Richard was not a People - very few people change their clothes and shoes as early as Renly.
Rami looked at Renly with delighted eyes, when he finally understood what had just happened. Obviously, he was lucky.
"What are you bastards doing! I said, right! Turn!" the captain yelled again, and everyone turned right in a panic, "Keep the current queue, start, run!" Then, he followed Next to the team of fighters, they ran together.
The boot camp, like a hurricane, started straight away. Less than twenty minutes ago, Renly was sitting in a taxi, flipping through the script, contemplating the role of Eugene, and looking forward to his first performance in front of the camera; but now, he Sweaty running around the playground in circles—four miles sounds like a never-ending journey.
The "first day" after becoming an actor is really ingenious.
While Renly is mentally prepared, sometimes the physical and mental synchronization is not that simple. Four miles is more than six kilometers. This distance is not easy for anyone to complete, not even someone like Chris Hemsworth who insists on fitness, let alone Renly Woolen cloth
They went round and round the playground like this, the same scene repeated in their sights, so that when they got to the back, they were completely numb, and they couldn't even tell where they had run. The feet were not theirs at all, just mechanical and numb. Go forward, go forward again, as if you can't stand up again once you stop—
The same is true. Less than a mile away, Richard fell hard, saying he sprained his ankle and fell behind the line. Everyone thought that Richard had escaped like this, but they did not expect that soon after, accompanied by another sergeant, he began to run again.
At the end of the four miles, Richard was still not finished, he was still running tirelessly, and I heard that he was going to run six miles in total.
Renly didn't have time to care about other people, his body had reached the limit, his brain was completely numb, he couldn't think, he could only gasp for breath, every muscle in his body seemed to be unresponsive, he knew he should stop. Take a slow walk, don't sit down, or your heart won't be able to take it. But the heavy footsteps are almost impossible to move. He has experienced what it feels like to have lead in his feet.
Every inch of his body was groaning, his whole body seemed to fall apart, how he managed to hold on to the four miles, he couldn't remember at all, even his instincts went off, just relying on a He sighed, stepping on inertia with his feet, staggering all the way, and when the captain announced the end of the run, his footsteps could not stop.
The air in the airways and lungs was so hot that it seemed like it was about to boil, and the chest started to tingle—or the ribs? There seems to be a deviation in his ability to sense the body.
"Lan...cough, Renly, don't sit down." Lamy's clothes were soaked through and looked like they had just been fished out of the water. He supported his knees with both hands, and his face flushed abnormally. , "Should... should walk slowly, otherwise..." Rami pointed to his heart, but the words could not come out.
Renly nodded towards Rami, indicating that he understood, but just shaking his head, there was an urge to vomit. Four miles was far tougher than expected. In desperation, Renly could only wave at Rami to indicate that he understood, and then remained silent.
At this time, there were already corpses all over the place - the captain had only announced the end of the four miles, and many people just fell to the ground on their backs, not caring about whether they were dirty or not, not caring about any image problems, not even caring about health problems, They just want to lie down and let themselves turn into a puddle of mud. The "corpse" that was standing sideways looked really spectacular, and there were not many left that could stand.
In comparison, Renly's condition is already top-notch.
To make matters worse, the feet of people running in leather shoes are already worn out - after the blisters are worn out, they are broken during running, and then the wounds are blurred into a ball. Some people can't help but take off the leather shoes. The smell, the sourness, was just calling for yesterday's dinner.
Even though Renly had changed his boots, his feet were still aching, the heels, the sides of the feet, the forefoot... He felt that his feet were no longer his own, and he probably had blisters on them. It's just that now the body is almost having difficulty breathing, and the pain in the feet has been ignored for the time being.
The captain stood beside him and twitched the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "This is just the beginning, it's a bunch of scumbags." After muttering a few words, he continued, "Take a fifteen-minute break, and then proceed to the next round of training."
The whole place howled.
Afterwards, they first performed a group sit-up training, that is, 30 people were divided into two groups and sat on the ground with their legs hooked face to face, and then each group of 15 people sat in a straight line with their shoulders hooked, and everyone exerted their strength collectively. Complete sit-ups at the same time, which not only tests the abdominal muscles, but also the coordination of teammates; followed by 800-meter cross-country obstacle training, everyone needs to complete at least three times; followed by two hours of practice Shooting - not the play kind, but really learning how to disassemble a gun and do a crosshair shot; after that, another two-mile jog...
A long day, an incredibly long day, unbelievable, this is just the first day.