Let you take over the recruit company and become a special force?

"No, I won't fight...I admit defeat...!"

Huang Weili lay on the ground, only feeling that all the bones in his body were loose, and he was really afraid of being beaten.

"I just warmed up, can't you?"

Fatty Wang rubbed his wrist, ""You should go back and practice the basic skills again!It's boring, it's really meaningless to fight with you! "

These were the mocking words that Huang Weili had said to Zhang Xiaowu just now, but they didn't move at all, and Fatty Wang returned them to him.

It is self-evident to treat a person in the same way as another person, and the humiliation contained in it is self-evident.

"It's true that a real person cannot be judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!"

"Master Wang's kung fu is really incredible!"

Tang Feng clapped his hands and smiled.

The cooking class is really as rumored as hidden dragons and crouching tigers!

He suddenly remembered a sentence that had been circulated on the Internet:

There are three armies that cannot be offended in the world!

One is the political commissar of the former Soviet Union, the other is the medical soldiers of the United States, and the third is the cooking soldiers of our country!

Let me first talk about the political commissars of the former Soviet Union, not only can guide the army to fight, but also play a role in planning and planning, and they are often the first to rush to the front line when fighting.

Leading by example, relying on bloody fighting, the bloody attitude of seeing death as home, boosts morale.

As for the medical soldiers in the United States, they not only possess superb medical skills, but also have excellent psychological quality.

And there is also a group of parachute rescue teams, whose mission is to parachute to the back of the enemy camp to rescue those soldiers trapped in the enemy camp.

The risk factor is extremely high, not worse than special forces.

As for the cooking class in our country, don't underestimate that they are just cooking. In fact, many people have undergone excellent training.

There are also excellent veterans who have retired from the front line. Not only can they manage the logistics well, but they also have great strength on the battlefield!

I remember that in a previous war, a cooking soldier killed 54 enemy troops with only one person's strength!

So as long as it is a soldier on the battlefield, no matter what kind of soldier it is, it should not be underestimated!

Fatty Wang laughed when he heard the words: "It's been a long time since I did anything, and I just got a feeling. Who knew that this guy couldn't help but beat him so much!"

Hearing this, Huang Weili, who was lying on the ground, turned green.

Zhang Qi and Wei Ziyi came to help him, and the three walked away angrily.

Ma Renjie, the monitor of the second class, also hurried over to check on Zhang Xiaowu at this time, asking about his health.

"Are you OK?"

"Squad leader... I'm stupid..."

"..." Ma Renjie was angry and funny, "You can't even speak well, are you okay?"

Tang Feng glanced at Lao Gao, who had half of Zhang Xiaowu's face swollen, and said to Ma Renjie, "Take him to the infirmary!"

"Yes!"

Ma Renjie gladly took the order and left with Zhang Xiaowu.

I have to say that this kid really stood up today, and he acted tough enough, which really made everyone look at him with admiration!

On the training ground, the recruits were still practicing fighting on the sand.

Half an hour later, Ma Renjie returned with Zhang Xiaowu.

They were all skin wounds, some bruises and a few bandages would probably be enough.

The hygienist originally wanted to keep him to observe for a while, but Zhang Xiaowu was very nervous and insisted on coming back for training first...

This touched Ma Renjie a little bit, and he began to care about him.

If trained well, Zhang Xiaowu's future achievements may not be worse than anyone else.

"Rest in place for half an hour!"

When Tang Feng gave an order, the recruits immediately cheered.

They first practiced grappling and then wrestling, and many of them had bruises on their bodies. These two hours or so had exhausted them enough.

"Xiao Wu, you were amazing just now, you dared to fight the platoon leader!"

Xu Sanduo patted his head, and said with a naive smile, "If only I had the guts like you..."

The rest of the class [-] came over and chatted.

Although Zhang Xiaowu lost very badly, his defeat was glorious!

With practical actions, he proved that he is not a coward, thus changing everyone's prejudice against him.

the other side.

Tang Feng and Gong Jian are discussing future training programs.

"Now the training has just returned to the right track. I want them to get used to it for a few days. When it's almost the same, it's time to officially practice!"

Uh... Gong Jian was a little dazed, he asked curiously: "Then what will be practiced later?"

Tang Feng had already made arrangements, "Run a 400-meter obstacle first, then pack a backpack and run a five-kilometer run, rest for a while before doing other physical training.

For example, jumping frogs, pushing tires, running in combination, squatting with people on their backs... wait until tomorrow, and then let them raise their guns and aim..."

The more Gong Jian heard it, the more weird he became, and he couldn't help asking: "Isn't what you said a formal training?"

"of course not!"

Tang Feng was stunned, "This is all pediatrics, basically anyone can do it!"

Gong Jian was dumbfounded, "Are you sure?"

He looked at the exhausted recruits on the sand... suddenly felt sympathetic!

Compared to these, Gong Jian was actually more curious about what kind of event Tang Feng was talking about for formal training.

"If you're free these two days, turn the vacant bungalow in the company into a gym, and move all the dumbbells, tensioners and the like!"

"In this way, you can train in the gym before fighting in the morning!"

Later, Tang Feng told the complete training plan.

For example, get up and do morning exercises every day, and change from traveling light to running with heavy loads.

Then on to hook up ladders, barbed wire projects...

At the end of the lunch break, the anti-exposure body training was carried out, and the gun was held up to practice, with a brick hanging from the muzzle, and the sun remained motionless for two hours...

At [-]:[-] p.m., practice target shooting for an hour, and then practice inversion (jump [-] meters backwards, hit the concrete floor hard with your back...), or practice fighting.

Tang Feng even had a whim, planning to organize swimming training every three days, a triathlon every five days, and a 25-kilometer cross-country march with a load of [-] kilograms every seven days...

Fifteen days of high-altitude skydiving, 30 days of wild survival...

"Company commander, company commander!"

Gong Jian finally couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but interrupt Tang Feng's eloquence.

"Company commander! Have you misunderstood the recruit company?"

"This is not your Spike!"

"Aren't what you said a special forces training program?!"

Gong Jian suddenly felt dizzy.

"Just practicing this every day, practicing for a month is enough for them to suffer!"

"If you really want to practice what you just said, no one will be able to resist it!"

"Let's take it step by step!"

Gong Jian sighed.

According to his budget, the recruit company had two months left to end.

Usually train according to the normal process, manage these gangsters well, sharpen their temperament, and look like a decent soldier, even if the task is successfully completed.

At that time, everyone will go back to their respective camps, and each will find their own mothers...everything is going to be happy!

If they really followed Tang Feng's "formal training", then it would not be called training anymore, it would just be a different method of torturing them...

How much I hate it...

Not so much, right?