The night sky with few stars last night already indicated that the weather would not be good today.
Thunder and lightning began during the night, and heavy rain fell.
However, the gathering at 4:40 in the morning was still unavoidable. Fortunately, the rain subsided after getting up.
Nine girls of similar age stood motionless in the rain like flagpoles, and the rain invaded every part of their bodies.
They cannot make any movement except blinking.
Everyone's vision was blurred, and they could only see the instructor's figure lingering in front of them and the light of the flashlight in her hand.
A female instructor in her thirties, wearing a raincoat, walked back and forth in front of the team, and the flashlight light swept over the faces of the nine girls one by one.
Everyone wants to instinctively close their eyes and turn their head when the light shines on their eyes.
But no one dares to do that.
Everyone couldn't figure out the instructor's mood, and they had a vague feeling that she seemed unhappy.
No, I am very angry.
After standing there for so long, she didn't say a word. She usually did the team count, and then started the five-kilometer cross-country.
While everyone was wondering, the instructor who had been silent spoke up, "It seems that the task of zipping you up every night is too easy. You still have the energy to practice boxing and kicking."
The cold voice was unhurried and unhurried, as if he was preparing for the storm to be announced next.
Only then did the girls realize one by one that it turned out to be injuries on their faces from their fight last night.
The instructor must have noticed at a glance that they started fighting because of a disagreement, rather than just practicing boxing.
They were all mentally prepared to be punished.
"Until today, several instructors and I have not seen your fists and kicks. Why don't you show us your fists and kicks now?"
As soon as the instructor finished speaking, she kept her arms crossed. The young male instructor standing behind her took a step forward, glanced at the faces of the nine girls, and raised the corners of his lips with disdain, "Let me try yours."
Fight with fists and kicks, heroines."
The girls all showed horrified expressions, feeling extremely frightened.
They can endure hardships and stand hard work, can cross-country for five to ten kilometers, can swim with arms, can climb rocks, and can jump. However, they have not received professional training in fists and feet, so competing with instructors is like asking for a fight.
The instructor sneered, "What? Do you look down on Instructor Wu?"
"no!"
A loud voice from the crowd replied.
Everyone looked askance at the person who replied.
The girl's middle finger was aligned with the seam of her trousers, her head held high, and she said angrily: "I didn't participate in their fight last night. They made trouble. Why should I be punished?"
Mu Mu looked at her, she was the girl who slept soundly with earplugs on last night.
If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. They fly separately when disaster strikes. She does not despise this.
But girl, you are in the military now, and in a military that sings "Unity is strength" at every turn, is it really okay for you to so openly distance yourself from your teammates and protect yourself wisely?
Are you sure that the instructor will not punish you, but will even praise you for your good spirit of not listening to what is going on outside the window?
Hearing this, the instructor lowered his face coldly and raised his fingers at the girl, "You did a good job, so you should be the first to go."
Mu Mu expected it.
"I don't accept it." The girl cried loudly, "I didn't fight, why should I be punished? Shouldn't instructors and instructors distinguish rewards and punishments?"
