"Hahaha, well said!"

“We are looking forward to it too!”

"Then let's see who is the most awesome in twenty or thirty years!"

"I, Su Xiaoyu, must be the best! When you see me, you must bow to me!"

…

The thornheads laughed and teased.

The chief inspected the matter.

Even if this has passed.

30 minutes later.

Everyone has their bellies filled.

A new journey begins again!

This time, Qin Yuan did not let the pricks sprint or go off-road, but led the pricks forward slowly.

After all, training cannot blindly pursue high intensity.

"Whether it's hard or not, think about the 25,000 Long March."

"Are you tired? Think of the revolutionary veterans!"

Qin Yuan looked at everyone, smiled and spoke.

"How do you feel about these two days of training?"

"Great! It's just that the intensity is a bit low. If possible, I would like to increase the intensity a little bit." Zangchong laughed.

"Damn it, savage! What the hell are you bragging about and not drafting? The past two days of training have been so exhausting, okay? Moreover, when we were swimming, we were almost swept away by the rapids. What the hell are you talking about?

." Fang Tian immediately retorted angrily.

"I'm talking about the overall feeling, and I'm not talking about whether it's dangerous or not. This level of intensity is really acceptable to me. I just feel a little tired, that's all." Zang Chong spread his hands and smiled deliberately.

"You!" Fang Tiantian gritted his teeth.

But there is nothing you can do.

Zang Chong is obviously not talking about being awesome.

This kind of intense training is simply unbearable for most people.

But Zang Chong, a monster, could endure it.

What can you do?

"Remember!" Qin Yuan smiled upon seeing this and reminded, "In Devil's Week, the most relaxing days are always yesterday!"

"Today, your mission is to fight!!"

"Fighting, to put it simply, is fighting!"

"You know how to fight, right?"

Qin Yuan looked at everyone with a smile.

The thornheads' eyes lit up when they heard this.

"We can do this!"

"Fighting? My favorite thing is fighting!"

"Of course we can fight! One of our companies can defeat four companies of veterans."

…

As soon as the thornheads heard about the fight, they immediately became excited.

As a soldier, marksmanship and combat are essential skills.

If a soldier has no fighting ability, he is not worthy of being called a soldier.

"As long as you know how to fight, it's good! Today, I have chosen a good place for you to fight. Run fast and follow me."

With a calm smile, Qin Yuan started running forward with the thornheads.

The thornheads immediately became energetic.

But they all had doubts.

Isn't it just a fight?

Where can't this be done?

Do you need to choose a specific location?

soon.

Qin Yuan led the thornheads to a very flat place with a wide view.

In front of everyone is a mud pit filled with turbid sewage.

"Holy shit, isn't it? The company commander doesn't want us to fight in the quagmire, does he?"

"If you were to lie down in this smelly quagmire and take a sip of muddy water, you would probably be sick for three days!"

"You still want to drink water? I can't stand just standing there!"

"This is so damn difficult! I knew something was going to happen!"

…

As soon as the thornheads saw the quagmire, they immediately understood!

Do you think Qin Yuan wants them to have a quagmire fight?

Isn't this obviously a scam?

"Company Commander, we haven't learned combat systematically yet. Isn't it a bit too early to train in combat today?" Hao Lian said weakly.

He is not afraid of fighting at all.

On the contrary, the fighting spirit is high!

But for this quagmire fight?

He was afraid of avoiding it.

To know.

He is a mysophobic person!

The most annoying thing is the dirty look.

After entering the military camp, his mysophobia was not as strong as before, but he still didn't like the quagmire, okay?

The smelly sewage made him want to vomit just looking at it, let alone standing in it and fighting.

Qin Yuan smiled when he heard this, "Hao Lian, I remember when we were talking about fighting training, you said that fighting was your favorite thing. Why are you starting to shrink back now? This is not in line with our military style and image!"

"What I like is fist-to-flesh fighting on the training ground or on the side of the road." Hao Lian defended himself.

"When you go to the battlefield, the enemy will choose a clean and spacious place to fight you?" Qin Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Hao Lian Yaoyao was stunned.

at this point.

He hadn't thought about it.

this moment.

Everyone, including Zhang Shuai and others, understood the meaning of fighting in the quagmire.

Fighting can happen anywhere. But once it starts, there is no choice.

Soldiers must overcome this aversion to the field.

Guaranteed to maintain fighting status and passion at any location.

"How is it? Does anyone have any questions?" Qin Yuan's sharp eyes swept across the crowd.

"No!"

The thornheads immediately responded in unison.

How dare they have it!

If looks could kill, they would have died countless times.

Facing Qin Yuan's breathtaking gaze, no one dared to resist.

"good!"

"Since there is no problem!"

"Just start fighting!"
To be continued...