Chapter 96 Broth

"Gather! Resume training!"

When Wu Fan and Niu Er were chatting, Zhou Shan's voice rang out in the square, and the people scattered everywhere gathered together again reluctantly and started training again.

Wu Fan, who has high strength and high agility, naturally has much stronger endurance in training than others. When many people were exhausted, he still looked normal and his breathing frequency did not change. This also made everyone in the team admire Wu Fan very much.

After a day of training, everyone was exhausted. Even Niu Er, who was strong, was a little out of breath. However, Wu Fan was much better than them without being lazy.

This even surprised Zhou Shan who was secretly observing him.

"Captain, are you not tired at all?" Zheng Xiaoliu sat on the ground, panting, looking at Wu Fan with admiration and asked.

Zheng Xiaoliu was the young man with a smart camera and younger than Wu Fan.

There are still many illiterate people in this era, especially in the countryside, where not many people have read books, so when naming their children, they are more casual, such as Zheng Xiaoliu and Niu Er, their names are all very casual.

"No feeling." Wu Fan said.

Not to mention the various attributes that the equipment itself has blessed Wu Fan, even he himself has already reached level three, and his physical fitness is three times that of ordinary people, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Captain, you are so amazing, wearing so many equipment to train, but you are not tired." Niu Er said with admiration.

Since being defeated by Wu Fan cleanly, Niu Er has become Wu Fan's loyal admirer. People like them who don't have much equipment on them are already exhausted after a day of training. Wu Fan is "weight-bearing" training, but he is not tired at all, which is really amazing.

In fact, Wu Fan also wants to take off these things on his body, otherwise, among a bunch of civilians with simple equipment, it is too conspicuous.

However, Wu Fan and his team only reported for duty today, and they have not been assigned a place to live. Even if Wu Fan wants to unload his equipment, there is no place to put it. He can't put it in his backpack. It's obviously not possible under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Therefore, Wu Fan can only be forced to "carry weight" training.

However, this unexpectedly increased Wu Fan's weight in the eyes of others.

"Okay, after a good rest, get up and have dinner. After dinner, rest early. It looks like tomorrow's training will not be less than today." Wu Fan said.

"Captain, what do you think the captain thinks? We are just a group of miscellaneous troops responsible for logistics. Is it necessary to train so seriously? Look at other brigades, how easy the training is." Zheng Xiaoliu complained.

"Yes, after a day, half of my life is gone. If we continue tomorrow, it will cost our lives." Another team member also complained.

Wu Fan looked at the people in other brigades in the distance, who were talking and laughing, and went to eat with a relaxed look. Then he looked at his own brigades, where many people were still sitting on the ground to catch their breath and rest, and they didn't even have the strength to walk. The difference was obvious.

"I think this is a good thing." Wu Fan said: "Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in war! Although we don't have to go to the battlefield, it is also dangerous to transport food and grass. What if we encounter an enemy attack? If we train more seriously in peacetime, we can increase our protection when we encounter danger. I agree with the captain's approach. You must also train seriously for me and stick to it."

"The captain is right!" Niu Er, the guy who turned into Wu Fan's flatterer, immediately interrupted Wu Fan as soon as he finished speaking: "If you don't train seriously in peacetime, what will you do when you encounter the enemy? How can you be crowned king and appointed prime minister?"

This official fan, Wu Fan complained in his heart.

However, as the old saying goes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a soldier. Niu Er's thinking proves that he is not willing to be ordinary, has ambition and motivation, and will train very seriously, which is better than those who want to fish in troubled waters.

Wu Fan and Niu Er both said so, so naturally others dare not have any opinions. Moreover, even if they have opinions, they can't change Zhou Shan's ideas, so they can only train obediently.

After a rest, everyone went to eat. As a team leader, Wu Fan's food was better than others. At this time, Wu Fan also saw how hard the life of the bottom people in this world was.

A bowl of broth with only oil floating on it and no meat made Niu Er, Zheng Xiaoliu and others drool and swallow their saliva.

"This bowl of soup, you share it." Wu Fan handed the broth to several people and said.

"How can this be? This is yours, the captain, we can't drink it." Niu Er said quickly.

"That's right, we are just soldiers, we can't drink this soup." Zheng Xiaoliu also said, but his eyes looking at the broth were particularly bright.

Others had similar ideas, but their eyes still looked at the broth unconsciously.

"Okay, I don't have much appetite, you can share this soup." Wu Fan said: "Just drink it if I tell you to, don't talk nonsense."

After all, Wu Fan can still return to the real world. In reality, no matter how difficult it is, he will not be unable to drink a bowl of such broth. What's more, his recent business is good, and he has made some money. Naturally, the food cannot be worse than here.

Therefore, Wu Fan really doesn't care about such a bowl of soup with just a little oil.

After a little hesitation, Niu Er took it first and said: "If the captain tells me to drink it, I will drink it."

After saying that, Niu Er took a sip, and then passed the bowl to Zheng Xiaoliu next to him. Zheng Xiaoliu took it and said, "Thank you, Captain."

He also took a sip, and then passed it to the next person.

Everyone didn't mind that the broth had been drunk by others. They drank it one after another, each taking a sip. However, everyone was kind-hearted. After a round, there was still a lot of broth left.

Wu Fan naturally didn't drink it, so he asked everyone to drink it again. It was not until the end of the second round that the bowl of soup was drunk.

"Comfortable." Niu Er licked his lips, savoring the taste of the broth just now and said, "I haven't eaten meat for half a year, and I almost forgot the taste. I didn't expect to taste meat today with the captain."

"That's right, Captain, you are so nice, it's right to follow you." Zheng Xiaoliu also said to Wu Fan, "I haven't eaten meat for more than half a year, and the captain is still generous."

Others also expressed their gratitude to Wu Fan one by one, and the look they gave Wu Fan was more respectful and admiring than before.

Wu Fan also didn't expect that just a bowl of meat soup that he despised could actually win the hearts of these people. How hard had their lives been in the past?