Under the night, the convoys and queues were neat and orderly.
The three previously loaded trucks all had their front lights on, and the front car had its high beams on, clearly illuminating the road from the line to the camp.
Mu Zilin stood in front of the line, raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the camp, then raised her voice and asked, "Have you all seen the red rope in front of the camp?"
"I see!"
The students answered in unison.
"I've been in the car for a day, and I'm groggy. I'm afraid my brain won't be clear," Mu Zilin said, "The instructor understands you, now I'll give you a chance, either climb up from here or deduct five points, we send you up."
as predicted.
Everyone is no stranger to this strange arrangement.
Although she expected that no one would give up, Mu Zilin still followed the procedure and said, "Take the class as the unit, and give you ten seconds to think about it."
During the ten-second waiting time, the male students next door all made decisions collectively.
- Climb all up!
Perhaps the female practitioners in some special circumstances took special care of them, so the male practitioners needed to climb an extra 100 meters, so they were still some distance away for the time being.
The female students looked at the gravel and weeds on the ground and imagined the pain marks left by the stones on their bodies, but they didn't let go.
Endure it for a while.
After all, five points...
And it will affect the entire class.
So, ten seconds passed, and all the students remained silent.
"Okay, let's climb."
Mu Zilin took a few steps back, then pointed to the front of the truck, and split a line with her arms in the air, "Start here."
No one hesitated, no one stayed.
These few months of training have taught them that there is no use in dawdling, and that your timidity will only make the instructor more at you, rather than letting you down properly.
Faced with any challenge, they dare to be the first.
However, the top performers are still those few.
Crawling forward, the road conditions are terrible, not muddy ground, knees and elbows are rubbed by the gravel, and a piece of skin will fall off if you are not careful. The existence of clothes and fabrics has no effect or relieves any pain.
However, Mo Shangyun, You Nianyu, Subei, Ding Jing, and Bai Lizhao were still in front, and the gap with them became more and more obvious.
Mu Zilin leaned beside the car and looked at Mo Shangyun and the others in front with satisfaction.
To be honest, Mo Shangyun was the one who surprised her the most during these hours of supervising the training of female students.
Not to mention that all the skills are outstanding, far above the average level, and even the physical ability can surpass the male students. Yan Jinchao, Duan Zimu, Shang Yuanting and these tough guys, none of them dare to fight against Mo Shangyun.
Not to mention fighting training, even the instructors avoided Mo Shangyun.
Shooting is what she's watched grow, and it's growing at an astonishing rate.
In addition, there is their theoretical knowledge.
On the third day of being an instructor, she learned that Yan Tianxing was helping Mo Shangyun to practice at night. She was curious about why Mo Shangyun didn't need to learn theoretical knowledge. Only then did she know that Mo Shangyun had already completed all of Professor Huo Ge's courses by himself. , and the application report for self-study was made by Huo Ge for her.
One after another, one thing, one thing, it can be shocking for a long time.
In the end, it all happened to her alone.
Later, I heard Peng Yuqiu's group call Mo Shangyun "BUG", and now, Mu Zilin has gradually acquiesced to Mo Shangyun's nickname.
In the end, Mo Shangyun's group of people arrived at the red rope at the end without any doubt.
The second batch is the male students Yan Jinzao.
Next is the combination of men and women such as Bailizhao and Yangui.
At the bottom, most of them are male students, and female students are gradually falling behind.
This is a normal rule.
Mo Shangyun and others who arrived first, after sitting on the ground to catch their breath, began to look directly at their new camp.
The camp is completely established in the deep mountains and forests, ensuring that no local residents can be seen except them, but this camp should not be the first time.
There are no buildings in the camp, all military tents are used, and movable and fixed lights are used for lighting.
However, outside the tent, there was a circle of fences, with wood upright and wire across.
The two off-road vehicles were parked in front, blocking a lot of sight, but vaguely, Mo Shangyun could still vaguely see some training equipment, such as trenches, logs, rubber boats, etc...
Some are new ones, and some are probably left over from previous years.
Mo Shangjun probably had a number in his mind.
If there is a camp, the next "month" does not seem to be an accident.
"You don't even look at your little lover?"
Ding Jing sat down beside Mo Shangyun energetically, and said to Mo Shangyun teasingly.
Mo Shangyun withdrew his gaze and looked at Ding Jing strangely.
"What do you see me doing?" Ding Jing was inexplicable, and glanced at Liang Zhiqiong, who had just climbed back in a state of embarrassment, "Your little lover is in front."
"It's nothing, just look at my brazen little four." Mo Shangyun said with a half-smile.
Raising her eyebrows, Ding Jing stared at her suspiciously, "You mean me?"
"if not?"
Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly and asked her back.
Ding Jing sneered, raised his hand to move his muscles and bones, and threatened: "I am very energetic now, and there is no problem with coming to you for a hundred rounds."
"yes?"
Mo Shangyun raised his brows, and quickly reached out to squeeze Ding Jing's left elbow.
When climbing up, Ding Jing's elbow hit the stone many times, and it was estimated that the injury was not minor, but Mo Shangyun could see it all.
"Fuck you, you're playing tricks!"
Ding Jing grinned in pain.
A slight touch of this injury will not aggravate the injury, but it will hurt so much that Mo Shangyun released her hand after she suffered enough.
Not only the punishment for Ding Jing's cheap mouth, but also the revenge for Ding Jing sleeping on her shoulder all day.
The ghost knows how stiff her shoulders are now.
If it weren't for the difficulty in arm movement, she would not have reached the key point with Ding Jing and the others.
At the very least... I have to throw a 10-8 meter.
After punishing Ding Jing, Mo Shangjun went to see Liang Zhiqiong.
Liang Zhiqiong's thin skin and tender meat, any crawling forward will make her suffer a lot of sins, not to mention this, as soon as she reaches the end, she will lie on the ground, with a posture of no love.
Mo Shangyun took a few glances, but couldn't help much, so he didn't put any visual pressure on Liang Zhiqiong.
After Ding Jing returned to normal from the convulsion state, he chatted with Mo Shangyun a few words about Liang Zhiqiong's willpower, and even praised Liang Zhiqiong a few words.
Mo Shangjun held a piece of grass in his mouth, and he listened to it, thinking of Liang Zhiqiong's arrogant and domineering appearance a year ago, he couldn't stop thinking about it.
Therefore, simple people and people who have never experienced it are the most assertive. They believe that anything can be done easily, so they are fearless in the face of any challenge.
If the current Liang Zhiqiong was asked to train Liang Zhiqiong who participated in the March assessment last year, it is estimated that he would also be mad at the former self.
After the last student climbed back, Mu Zilin and Wen Zhixin, who arrived shortly after, gave them a three-minute break.
In the past three minutes, all the cars parked behind drove to the vicinity of the camp, which sounded quite neat.
At the same time, the instructors who had driven back from the off-road vehicles went around for a while, and five instructors showed up with iron buckets. Soon they lined up neatly and stood in front of the first two off-road vehicles. .
When Mo Shangjun saw that there were seven barrels, he immediately had an ominous feeling.
They have exactly fourteen classes, and these seven barrels... It doesn't seem to have a deep meaning.
It's not just some guts training.
Mo Shangyun thought so.
At this moment, the remote lights of the two off-road vehicles were turned on by someone unknown. The dazzling light made them close their eyes, and the instructors, who had their backs to the light, blew their whistle leisurely.
"One class as a unit, gather!"
Wen Zhixin's voice resounded throughout the audience once again.
Wen Zhixin was very young, and his voice still carried the tenderness of a youth. His words were not intimidating, but because of this posture and the intimidation of a row of instructors, they had to gather quickly with tears in their eyes.
Soon, Wen Zhixin and Mu Zilin were also standing in front of the two buckets.
This picture is really weird.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing found the team of Class Three and stood in the middle of the line.
After standing for a few seconds, I heard Yirong's gentle voice in front of me, "Class 1 to 7, come to the barrel in order."
Each class is led by the class leader.
Standing in the first squad leader, as soon as he stood in front of the barrel, he could see clearly what was inside.
Immediately, when the members in the rear did not know the reason, they heard the unified voice of several squad leaders sucking in the air.
Among them, the monitor of the fifth class turned pale with fright, and stepped back abruptly. If it wasn't for a student to support him, he would have collapsed immediately.
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