The person doesn't want to talk to you and throws you a mine

Having encountered such a scene, when they were still recruits, they were knocked down again and again and then stood up again and again.

It's just that Jiang Shu is a woman after all, even if her figure is not soft and graceful, she shouldn't be with men, this is what they think in their hearts.

And her rough appearance could not arouse their care and pity for women, so they mocked and despised her unadorned.

The chief instructor's hand is deadly, and the ones that are strangling are the gates of life. If he doesn't pay attention, Jiang Shu will die in his hands.

"Report!" Ye Que broke free from Yu Can's grasp, and said loudly.

"Talk." The chief instructor let go of Jiang Shu and looked at him.

"I'm willing to fight her!" Many people looked at him, and most of them looked at Yucan.

If Ye Que fought Jiang Shu, Yu Can, who was alone, would have to face the chief instructor.

In fact, the moment Yu Canzhuo caught Ye Que, he whispered in Ye Que's ear, "Just do what you want, and leave me alone, little Ye Zi."

He turned his head to look at him in astonishment, but Yu Can still had an unruly smile, as if saying to him, don't worry.

Ye Que stood opposite Jiang Shu.

She pursed her lips and rushed forward, her straight fist trembling a little, obviously the previous unilateral beating made her exhausted.

Ye Que kept dodging and didn't make a move.

He had a feeling that if he pushed her just one more time, she would fall to the ground.

Although Jiang Liu's appearance has nothing to do with being weak.

"I don't need your pity! I'm a fighter!" She hit Ye Que's right cheek with a sharp left hook, causing burning pain.

Ye Que looked at her eyes that seemed to be burning with flames, with a fighting spirit and determination, without weakness or retreat.

She is his comrade-in-arms, not a weak person who needs his mercy.

Ye Que straightened his attitude, sideways grabbed her fist and pushed her down to the ground.

"Come again!" After breaking free from Ye Que's hand, Jiang Shu got up again, his training clothes were covered with mud, and his skin was also scarred, but he still didn't flinch.

She is a woman, neither beautiful nor gentle, but tougher than all the boys in the world.

When the two hours were over, everyone was sweating profusely and collapsed on the ground. Ye Que wiped the sweat from his forehead with his training clothes, and then went to see the fish residue, only to find that he was still fighting with the chief instructor.

Yu Can's moves are sharp and a bit sinister, obviously he was hiding his clumsiness when he was practicing against Ye Que.

Many people were sitting in the hot sun watching them.

He Jin leaned over and told Ye Que, "Originally, Brother Yu was beaten by the instructor, but then it seemed that the instructor said something to him, so he started to get serious, and he has been fighting until now with no outcome."

While talking, he stuffed the ice mineral water he just bought into Ye Que's arms, and then handed the remaining bottle to Jiang Liu.

"Thank you." She hesitated a little, took the water, and thanked in a low voice.

"No need, I think you are so powerful. I came out of the logistics, and I was beaten by Liang Zhui's facial paralysis the whole time. You see, both of us were oppressed by facial paralysis. It's a pity for each other. One day we will be able to counterattack Yes." He Jin made a gesture of effort.

"Thank you." Jiang Shu thanked him again, seeing He Jin's full of energy, he laughed.

She doesn't look good when she smiles, her face is too rough and tough, He Jin, who is not tall at all, looks a little petite standing in front of her.

"I was always laughed at by people in the team. I looked like a little boy with a white face. I joined the special forces training camp just to prove that I was not a sissy. I felt very happy when I got along with Brother Ye and the others. Anyway, I don’t care about others. What to say, as long as you are happy, don't be so pressured to prove something." He Jin said.

"Although it's strange to say this suddenly, anyway, let's encourage each other." He grinned.

"Yes." Jiang Shu unscrewed the mineral water and drank it with his head raised.

Yu Can and the chief instructor were still fighting, and began to yell while hitting Yu Can's stomach. He pushed back and waved his hands, "No, no, I'm hungry. If I keep fighting, I'll definitely lose. It's not good."

The paralyzed instructor looked at the smiling tiger instructor who had woken up and followed Xin Ding to watch, and nodded.

Then, thanks to Yu Can, everyone was finally able to eat.

……

Even if you are so tired, you can eat it even if you are so tired, but when the canteen really boils the mouse to death, can you shave the hair first or carve it into a flower to increase your appetite?

Is it immoral to let people eat dead mice?

"In fact, there are fried mice, steamed mice, you can choose from various styles~" Smiling tiger instructor sat beside him with chicken rice and smiled.

Ye Que ate the fried mouse with a peculiar taste.

I silently thought that the instructor's brain must have been gnawed by mice, otherwise why would I hate mice so much.

During the training in the afternoon, it was said that the instructor of the smiling tiger had a bad stomach and could not train them, so the instructor with facial paralysis took over.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that Feng Shui was turning, and the sky was forgiving.

Tell him to groan, hahahahaha.

"I heard that you are questioning the training schedule I set and saying that I have no sense of humor?" The paralyzed instructor stood under the scorching sun with his face still paralyzed.

Isn't this what Yu Can in the cafeteria at noon complained to Ye Que?

Did they bug the dead mouse?

Wait, the point is, those strange and insidious training plans are not based on the sinister and cunning smiling tiger instructor, but the facial paralyzed instructor who has been silent and looks calm?

Sure enough, I'm full of bad water TAT if I don't talk

"Then I'll be more humorous." He remained expressionless.

"The 25-kilometer load-bearing off-road is the spicy chicken leg set, the 6000-meter skydiving is the deep-sea cod set meal, the 7-day field survival is the double-layer custard beef burger set, the target shooting training is the Big Mac set, and the anti-sun military posture is the perverted spicy chicken ass. Set meal." Seeing that everyone is still digesting the huge amount of information, he said again, "Yucan, go get a set meal with spicy chicken legs, and everyone else, a set meal with perverted spicy chicken butt for three hours."

"Relieve hunger and relieve boredom, look how humorous I am, haha." He spit out two onomatopoeias as straight as he was reciting lines.

Ye Que actually felt very emotional, probably hopeless.

Yucan took away his spicy chicken leg set, and the others began to enjoy the chicken butt...

Seriously, the first few packages were okay, why has he never seen the last one in McDonald's?

Not elegant at all, okay? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Ye Que and the others had just finished eating the chicken butt, when Yu Can came back with a pinch, and collapsed on the ground very dedicatedly, looking like he was dying.

... As long as he wipes off the leaves on his back, no one will know that he has secretly slept.

Pretending not to be distracted at all, bad review.

After eating the chicken butt, the instructor Huang Shiren took the newcomers Yang Bailao to taste the deep-sea cod again.

6000 meters!parachute!

With a parachute on his back, He Jin looked at the floating clouds below with trepidation, and muttered, "The warriors of the proletariat are fearless!"

Then he roared loudly, and the tiger's body shook, "Hurry up and run away!"

He quickly hid behind Jiang Liu, ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the people around him.

Jiang Liu lifted him up expressionlessly, then threw him down.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Jiang Liu also jumped down.

Ye Que had trained before, so he jumped down without any pressure, the wind howling in his ears.

In fact, he quite likes this feeling, unrestrained, like flying.

Through the clouds, through the sunset, through the air.

"Little Yezi...you said...does it...like us...like dying for...love together?" Yu Can's intermittent voice blown by the wind reached his ears, disturbing his time of silently pretending to be coquettish.

"Get out of here!" Ye Que was full of anger, and then fell quickly.

After three months of training, there are only more than 20 people left in the training camp.

It can't be blamed that the people who left are untrained, it can only be said that the two instructors have too much brains.

Let people sing while arming and swimming...you have to sing in an opera style, and points will be deducted for any out-of-key lines, and the whole song cannot be repeated.

Fortunately, with the help of He Jin, a literary lover, he secretly taught them in the dormitory.

But because the dormitory has no door panels and no sound insulation, the men in the entire training camp the next day were swimming in the muddy puddles while singing about the new imperial concubine drunk.

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Hahahaha watching Liang Zhui's coffin face singing "Who knows my love is cold, drunk in the arms of the king" is so sour.

There is also the expression of reluctance on the face of Yucan's flat butterfly. He is so happy that he can eat three more dead mice every day.

But Ye Que thinks that the instructor's worst trick is to put laxatives in dead rats.

According to the instructor, the combination of dead mice and their gastric juice produced a wonderful chemical reaction, which helped their metabolism and the reincarnation of grains...

Ghost letter!The dead mouse in Yucan's bowl last time actually had a pack of laxative wrapping paper in its belly, which made people cry bitterly for the mouse.

The final 20 entered late training.

At this time, both the smiling tiger instructor Zuo Ci and the paralyzed chief instructor Xu Huan all restrained their idle looks.

There are no strange training methods that make people complain, and even the whole training camp is as quiet as a cemetery.

Endless high-intensity training, fully arranged tutorial tests for various ordnance, hunger, heat, dehydration and weakness.

The most frustrating thing is not knowing when it will end.

They were blindfolded and thrown on an unknown island.

The training camp announced that the total duration of the training will be three months, but five months have passed, and no one knows what happened to the outside world, and even suspects that their existence has been wiped out.

This is not like training special forces, more like a dead soldier.

"Brother Ye, I really can't take it anymore, I'll just do the logistics