Chapter 225 Eating water is better than being hungry
"You are abusing people! We also have human rights!"
Zhang Jian finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He felt that the instructor in front of him was deliberately abusing them.
"Abuse you?"
The second lieutenant glanced at Zhang Jian, pointed to the tent not far away and said: "The brigade commander is over there. You can go there to find him and say that I abused you. Complaints are welcome!"
Zhang Jian was speechless.
The instructor continued: "What is abuse? What is forced is abuse, and what is forced is abuse! Do I call this abuse? You can immediately say that you do not accept this kind of training and choose to quit immediately. I can guarantee you You can get the food neatly put on the plate immediately. If you insist on not leaving and decide to stay, then don't act like a bitch in front of me and say you were bullied and abused!"
He walked up to Zhang Jian, put his face in front of Zhang Jian's nose, and asked with overwhelming force: "Soldier, do you choose to accept this kind of treatment and stay, or do you embrace your human rights and get out?!"
Zhang Jian had blue veins on his temples. He persisted for a while and finally lowered his head.
The second lieutenant was very satisfied, nodded with a smile, looked at his watch, and said to everyone: "Okay, there are still 15 minutes left. It's up to you to eat or not. I guess the people behind will be here soon. If you don't eat, then It's your backbone, but the next meal will be in the evening. Before then, whether you can survive it depends on your ability."
After that, he turned around and left.
Finally, some of the people standing in front of the bucket couldn't bear it anymore.
"Eat just eat, it's better than going hungry!"
A soldier rushed forward, squatted in front of the plastic bucket, reached out and took out the contents and stuffed them into his mouth.
Hou Jun was the second to go up.
Then Li Zheng was the third one.
The reason is very simple. It is better to go hungry if you don't eat, than to rely on compressed biscuits until you feel better at night.
The stuff was disgusting, but Li Zheng also figured out that these instructors were deliberately torturing them. From the instructors' point of view, they were trying to force away those who were not strong in willpower and endurance.
Walking to the plastic bucket, Li Zheng took a look at the contents, gritted his teeth, picked up a soft bun that had been soaked, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in big gulps - there was sand in it, and chewing it too carefully would be difficult. Not a smart thing to do.
"tasty!"
As he ate, he seemed to be hypnotizing himself!
"Come here and eat! What are you doing in a daze? It's better than being hungry! If you don't eat enough, you may not have the energy to run in front for the next meal, let alone eat!"
His words reminded everyone.
You have to survive.
You have to get through it.
Then you must eat it!
Don't want to eat?
Then you may not be able to run ahead tonight because of hunger, and you will still be hungry.
Find food on your own in the wild?
Beautiful thought!
Who knows what bad ideas these perverted instructors will come up with to torment themselves at night?
After some internal struggle, Zhang Jian finally compromised.
In fact, he also knew that the instructor was deliberately making things difficult for them.
The purpose is to let them realize their own interests and quit, and they need to select a team full of endurance and tenacity.
If you can't pass your own psychological test, then I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the next training either.
eat!
why do not you eat!
Zhang Jian went over, squatted down, picked up a handful of "food" in the plastic bucket, opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and stuffed it in one gulp.
Um!
The taste is actually not too disgusting, but there is sand in it, which makes it a little weird because of the smell of many vegetables mixed in.
Seeing that Zhang Jiandu had passed away, how could Fatty Wei be content to be behind others?
"eat!"
He said to Yang Hui: "Big V, we just want to eat enough and make them mad!"
The soldiers from other platoons who were originally standing behind them saw that all the people in the first platoon were coming up, so they all surrounded them with a roar.
People from behind arrived one after another. When they saw that there was no food, they all ran over like crazy and surrounded the plastic bucket. You fished a handful, and I fished a handful. In a few minutes, everything in the plastic bucket was empty.
After eating, we still have five minutes to go before setting off.
Everyone sat on the edge of the grass and took a rest.
Fatty Wei looked up to the sky and sighed: "I didn't expect...I, Wei Guoxing, would actually want to eat Gushui one day..."
Li Zheng licked his lips, inserted a handful of grease stuck on it with his sleeve, smiled to himself and said: "When I go back in the future, and people ask me how many years I have been a soldier, I can tell them what's so awesome about me.
, if you don’t believe it, let’s go get some food from the trash can, and I’ll eat as much as you want. I think ten people will vomit after hearing this.”
Zhang Jian looked at the sky with dull eyes.
Above the blue sky, there are white clouds.
He is homesick.
When I was at home, my mother would cook a large table of dishes and put them on the table every day when I came home.
Eating seems to be such a natural thing.
Eating well has never seemed like a normal thing.
But today, he finally got a taste of it.
That's not what Yang Hui was thinking about.
He was rummaging through his backpack and finally found what he was looking for.
"Brothers, fortunately I brought the wild artifact!"
He raised something wrapped in a plastic bag in his hand, but he couldn't see clearly what it was.
As soon as everyone heard him talk about the magical weapon, they immediately became furious.
"Big V, stop bragging! There's a magic weapon here! This time, everyone was so upset because of the magic weapon you mentioned!"
"That's it, Yang Mie, please stop bragging. Your big V is Zhao Kuo. It's okay to talk on paper! But it's going to be diarrhea in actual combat!"
Yang Hui's face was hot, he tore open the plastic bag in his hand and showed everyone what was inside.
At first glance, it turned out to be Po Chai Pills.
"Let me tell you, after eating so many perverted things, you are not afraid of having diarrhea? You still have to walk dozens of kilometers in the afternoon, and in the end you will probably have to run for ten kilometers. Are you not afraid of diarrhea in your crotch?"
Don't tell me yet.
It is true that Po Chai Pill is a miracle medicine for preventing diarrhea.
Wei Guoxing first went over to ask for a bottle: "Old Yang, give me a bottle!"
"What did you call me just now? Sheep bleat?"
"..."
"Who is the sheep?"
"What..."
Fatty Wei learned another sheep cry.
There are more and more people at the meeting point at noon.
Those left behind look even more embarrassed.
The March of Devil Week is like this. Those who come after are those with poor physical fitness. The worse they are, the further they fall behind. Then they get less food. The less food they have, the more their physical fitness is affected, and they will fall further behind in the following events.
This is a vicious cycle.
It's not easy to break.
Seeing the disappointed expressions of the soldiers behind them when they arrived at the assembly point and saw not a single scrap of food left, the group of recruits who had just eaten Gushui suddenly felt a little lucky.
Although I ate Gushui, it was still better than not eating Gushui at all!
The first morning of Devil's Week, just one morning, allowed everyone to appreciate the cruelty of this abnormal training.
Of course, what Li Zheng and the others didn't know was that even more cruel things were waiting for them later.
As for this half-day of trouble, in the next few days, it is simply trivial and not worth mentioning.