Chapter 48 Special “Care” at the Training Camp
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Wang Gu Tian Ji
In the early morning, before dawn, a rapid whistle sounded throughout the training camp.
The students in the training camp left their beds cursing and gathered as quickly as possible.
They couldn't do this at first, but after being punished a few times, they learned to behave.
Green was also very fast. He woke up when the whistle just sounded, then put on his Navy training uniform as quickly as possible and ran out.
There are not many students on the training ground, only about two hundred, but their ages vary slightly, ranging from teenagers of eleven or twelve to young men of seventeen or eighteen.
Wearing a navy cloak of justice, with short purple hair and muscles all over his body, Zefa walked in with a huge momentum.
"Very good! There are no idiots who don't understand the rules or are late today. It seems that you can successfully stay in the training camp today."
Zefa glanced at the students with evil intentions and grinned: "I want to tell you some good news today. We have welcomed a new comrade in the training camp, Green!"
As he spoke, he pointed to Green, who was standing at the back of the team.
Green's face was confused. Does the arrival of a new student need to be so grand?
Just when he thought this, he saw all the students looking at him with gloating eyes.
"Boss Green, you are in trouble..." Vargen, the young man who was taken care of by Green yesterday, reminded in a low voice.
"Uh..." Needless to say, Vargen said that Green also sensed something was wrong, and Zefa's ill intentions were written all over his face.
"Okay, let's celebrate the arrival of our new comrades and start running a hundred laps around the playground!" Zefa's voice was so loud that every student felt their ears buzzing.
After hearing clearly what instructor Zefa said, all the students' faces turned pale, and some began to stagger.
The Navy Headquarters training camp is one of the most famous training bases in the entire sea. It is famous for its strict requirements and the training standards are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
However, their past experiences made them afraid to speak out, because they had seen people fired more than once for disobeying orders.
Seeing that everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak, Zefa nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! It seems that you all welcome the new comrades, so let's take action!"
He gave the order, and all the students ran obediently despite their reluctance, but they all subconsciously glanced at Green with angry eyes.
Green looked at everyone in confusion, "I won't take the blame!"
What the hell does this have to do with me?Zefa, you are such a loser!
Cursing in his heart, Green also started running.
Zefa suddenly patted his head: "Oh, that's right! Green doesn't count...he has to run two hundred laps!"
As soon as Green's face lit up with joy, his face froze.
"Is this... preferential treatment for me?" Green almost burst into tears. General Zefa, I thank you for eight generations of ancestors!
Zefa looked at the group of running students with satisfaction, and urged loudly with a straight face: "Run faster! Are you girls? If you run so slowly, even the old lady next door can catch up with you!"
Zefa's words attracted angry looks from all the female students.
Green's speed was not very fast, but he kept a constant speed.
Zefa seemed to be looking for trouble for him, keeping his eyes on him. Seeing that he was very leisurely, he immediately gave a look to the instructor next to him.
The bearded instructor immediately understood, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared, he was already behind Green, and he whipped him up with a whip.
"Too slow! Boy, let me speed you up!"
Green's pupils shrank and he felt the evil wind blowing behind him. He saw clearly the bearded instructor who suddenly appeared behind him.
"boom!"
An exploding pit suddenly appeared at Green's feet, and he rushed out a distance as if teleporting. He successfully avoided the bearded attack and surpassed all the students in one fell swoop.
Zefa was stunned for a moment, with a faint smile on his face.
The students who were running almost hit their jaws on the ground, looking at Green in shock.
Green may not recognize the bearded man, but they have been here for two months and are extremely familiar with every instructor.
The bearded instructor was a rear admiral from the Navy Headquarters, proficient in physical skills and the Sixth Form of the Navy. This time he only temporarily served as an instructor because he had no mission, and he was very powerful.
But he didn't expect that such a strong instructor could successfully dodge Green's sudden attack.
Green avoided it, but the bearded man was really angry.
Of course, half of it was anger, and half was embarrassment that a little guy easily dodged the attack.
Green behaved in a relaxed and carefree manner. Did he not want to lose face?
Immediately, a funny scene appeared on the playground. A bearded man wearing an instructor's uniform desperately chased a young navy boy, and the two occasionally exchanged one or two moves.
Although it was all the result of Green being smashed away, there was nothing wrong with him being unable to hold him back.
Every time Green faced off against the bearded man, he would fly out, then dust himself off and continue running wildly. The instructors couldn't bear to watch.
"Russell is so embarrassed this time!"
"Hehe, the same goes for you..."
"This little guy is great! I haven't seen such a good seedling in many years."
"Look, Green is dodging Russell's attack again..."
"What a terrifying learning ability. He is already familiar with Russell's attack methods. If Russell doesn't show his true strength, it will be difficult to subdue him!"
Zefa touched his chin and felt that Russell had been slacking off a bit recently. It seemed that he really had to give him some extra lessons!
"Okay, Russell, step back!"
"Green, just run at the current speed, no matter how fast, or you won't have food for lunch!"
After saying that, Zefa left the playground in the awed (gnashing teeth) eyes of the students, leaving only a few instructors to watch to prevent anyone from sneaking around.
Green nodded to Russell, the bearded instructor who looked unsatisfied, and continued running with a calm expression, showing no sign of his embarrassment just now.
Russell stared at him with a somewhat unkind expression. The brat actually still had some energy left!
Although the training camp has been going on for two months, the physical fitness of the students has been greatly improved, and some even had a good foundation before entering the training camp, but a hundred laps still drained their physical strength. , some of the weaker ones had already fainted on the way.
After a period of methodical treatment, it can be seen that the doctors here have long been used to this scene.
Green's task has not yet been completed. He has already run 170 laps. His clothes are soaked through and sweat is flowing down his face like a stream.
Russell had consumed most of his energy just now, otherwise Green would have been confident that he could easily complete this training.
As for why this was the case, it was because he clearly remembered the standard training intensity of the navy headquarters training camp.
Two thousand push-ups, one hundred round-trip climbing ropes, two hundred laps of running around the playground, and the final practical training.
This is the intensity of basic training in the navy headquarters training camp. They have not even reached the basic standards now.
The students in the training camp left their beds cursing and gathered as quickly as possible.
They couldn't do this at first, but after being punished a few times, they learned to behave.
Green was also very fast. He woke up when the whistle just sounded, then put on his Navy training uniform as quickly as possible and ran out.
There are not many students on the training ground, only about two hundred, but their ages vary slightly, ranging from teenagers of eleven or twelve to young men of seventeen or eighteen.
Wearing a navy cloak of justice, with short purple hair and muscles all over his body, Zefa walked in with a huge momentum.
"Very good! There are no idiots who don't understand the rules or are late today. It seems that you can successfully stay in the training camp today."
Zefa glanced at the students with evil intentions and grinned: "I want to tell you some good news today. We have welcomed a new comrade in the training camp, Green!"
As he spoke, he pointed to Green, who was standing at the back of the team.
Green's face was confused. Does the arrival of a new student need to be so grand?
Just when he thought this, he saw all the students looking at him with gloating eyes.
"Boss Green, you are in trouble..." Vargen, the young man who was taken care of by Green yesterday, reminded in a low voice.
"Uh..." Needless to say, Vargen said that Green also sensed something was wrong, and Zefa's ill intentions were written all over his face.
"Okay, let's celebrate the arrival of our new comrades and start running a hundred laps around the playground!" Zefa's voice was so loud that every student felt their ears buzzing.
After hearing clearly what instructor Zefa said, all the students' faces turned pale, and some began to stagger.
The Navy Headquarters training camp is one of the most famous training bases in the entire sea. It is famous for its strict requirements and the training standards are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
However, their past experiences made them afraid to speak out, because they had seen people fired more than once for disobeying orders.
Seeing that everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak, Zefa nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! It seems that you all welcome the new comrades, so let's take action!"
He gave the order, and all the students ran obediently despite their reluctance, but they all subconsciously glanced at Green with angry eyes.
Green looked at everyone in confusion, "I won't take the blame!"
What the hell does this have to do with me?Zefa, you are such a loser!
Cursing in his heart, Green also started running.
Zefa suddenly patted his head: "Oh, that's right! Green doesn't count...he has to run two hundred laps!"
As soon as Green's face lit up with joy, his face froze.
"Is this... preferential treatment for me?" Green almost burst into tears. General Zefa, I thank you for eight generations of ancestors!
Zefa looked at the group of running students with satisfaction, and urged loudly with a straight face: "Run faster! Are you girls? If you run so slowly, even the old lady next door can catch up with you!"
Zefa's words attracted angry looks from all the female students.
Green's speed was not very fast, but he kept a constant speed.
Zefa seemed to be looking for trouble for him, keeping his eyes on him. Seeing that he was very leisurely, he immediately gave a look to the instructor next to him.
The bearded instructor immediately understood, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared, he was already behind Green, and he whipped him up with a whip.
"Too slow! Boy, let me speed you up!"
Green's pupils shrank and he felt the evil wind blowing behind him. He saw clearly the bearded instructor who suddenly appeared behind him.
"boom!"
An exploding pit suddenly appeared at Green's feet, and he rushed out a distance as if teleporting. He successfully avoided the bearded attack and surpassed all the students in one fell swoop.
Zefa was stunned for a moment, with a faint smile on his face.
The students who were running almost hit their jaws on the ground, looking at Green in shock.
Green may not recognize the bearded man, but they have been here for two months and are extremely familiar with every instructor.
The bearded instructor was a rear admiral from the Navy Headquarters, proficient in physical skills and the Sixth Form of the Navy. This time he only temporarily served as an instructor because he had no mission, and he was very powerful.
But he didn't expect that such a strong instructor could successfully dodge Green's sudden attack.
Green avoided it, but the bearded man was really angry.
Of course, half of it was anger, and half was embarrassment that a little guy easily dodged the attack.
Green behaved in a relaxed and carefree manner. Did he not want to lose face?
Immediately, a funny scene appeared on the playground. A bearded man wearing an instructor's uniform desperately chased a young navy boy, and the two occasionally exchanged one or two moves.
Although it was all the result of Green being smashed away, there was nothing wrong with him being unable to hold him back.
Every time Green faced off against the bearded man, he would fly out, then dust himself off and continue running wildly. The instructors couldn't bear to watch.
"Russell is so embarrassed this time!"
"Hehe, the same goes for you..."
"This little guy is great! I haven't seen such a good seedling in many years."
"Look, Green is dodging Russell's attack again..."
"What a terrifying learning ability. He is already familiar with Russell's attack methods. If Russell doesn't show his true strength, it will be difficult to subdue him!"
Zefa touched his chin and felt that Russell had been slacking off a bit recently. It seemed that he really had to give him some extra lessons!
"Okay, Russell, step back!"
"Green, just run at the current speed, no matter how fast, or you won't have food for lunch!"
After saying that, Zefa left the playground in the awed (gnashing teeth) eyes of the students, leaving only a few instructors to watch to prevent anyone from sneaking around.
Green nodded to Russell, the bearded instructor who looked unsatisfied, and continued running with a calm expression, showing no sign of his embarrassment just now.
Russell stared at him with a somewhat unkind expression. The brat actually still had some energy left!
Although the training camp has been going on for two months, the physical fitness of the students has been greatly improved, and some even had a good foundation before entering the training camp, but a hundred laps still drained their physical strength. , some of the weaker ones had already fainted on the way.
After a period of methodical treatment, it can be seen that the doctors here have long been used to this scene.
Green's task has not yet been completed. He has already run 170 laps. His clothes are soaked through and sweat is flowing down his face like a stream.
Russell had consumed most of his energy just now, otherwise Green would have been confident that he could easily complete this training.
As for why this was the case, it was because he clearly remembered the standard training intensity of the navy headquarters training camp.
Two thousand push-ups, one hundred round-trip climbing ropes, two hundred laps of running around the playground, and the final practical training.
This is the intensity of basic training in the navy headquarters training camp. They have not even reached the basic standards now.
