On average, every few minutes, Ding Hu couldn't help but cast his eyes on the new recruit who was running in circles around the playground.
Ding Hu had no impression of Chen Feng before, except that he was a person with a weak sense of existence.
If Chen Feng hadn't been distracted when he was lecturing him today, in Ding Hu's world, Chen Feng would probably have always been a passerby named A, B, B, D.
But suddenly, Ding Hu's impression of Chen Feng became profound.
I don’t know where this recruit, whose enlistment report was mediocre in all aspects, took the wrong medicine, and dared to challenge the physical fitness standards of armored soldiers as soon as he came here.
Ding Hu grinned. Although things were a bit absurd, the spirit of this brat was commendable.
If you want to be a good soldier, you need this kind of spirit of never admitting defeat.
Even if it seems hopeless, he will only fall on the way to charge, and will not kneel on the ground and bow to Chen Chen at the starting point.
In this day and age, it is really difficult to find a soldier like Chen Feng.
Although we really need this kind of people now.
There are some things that Ding Hu cannot say before the recruits leave the training camp and step onto the battleship.
Ding Hu looked back at the other recruits, Danzi, and thought to himself, you have to work harder, hoping that a few more of the team he leads can board the battleship.
When the time comes, I will definitely let you brats like me see my true abilities, Mr. Hu.
I promise, none of you will die before me!
How can the eggs be intact when the nest is overturned? The chances of survival as a civilian and as a soldier in a military camp are basically the same.
All zero!
Ding Hu recalled the commander-in-chief's keynote speech last year in his mind, with a bitter look on his face.
There are only eleven words in the instruction.
"Human beings have no choice but to fight to the bitter end."
Ding Hu continued to smile bitterly.
I was prepared to die, but I didn't even know who the enemy was, what it looked like, or how it would attack.
If the enemy throws a two-way foil directly at it like the singer civilization written in the science fiction novel "The Three-Body Problem" thousands of years ago, and the entire galaxy instantly returns to zero, then what else is there to fight?
What’s the point of our training like this?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ding Hu gave himself a hard slap.
He cursed in his heart.
"Ding Hu! What are you thinking about! You are the instructor of the new recruits! How can you waver! Even if the enemy really has weapons like two-way foil, even if we are really zeroed in an instant! Even if our actions are seen by the enemy
It means nothing, but it means a lot to ourselves!"
"The universe will remember. The universe will remember that we humans have struggled until the last moment and never stopped moving forward, even if this struggle is in vain!"
Two recruits came up next to them and asked in confusion: "Instructor, what are you doing?"
The new recruits were frightened by Ding Hu's sudden act of slapping himself.
Ding Hu glared, "Stand in your military posture! Why are you asking so many questions? I want to find out who's footsteps are swaying a little bit, so let Ya and Chen Feng run laps together! What is Article 17 of the World Military Regulations? Who knows?
?Those who raise their hands to answer will receive an extra restorative nutritional meal this week!”
Someone raised their hand.
"explain."
"Never ask your boss about the motivations for his decisions."
"Very good." Ding Hu nodded, "Follow Chen Feng and run around."
The man was dumbfounded on the spot, "Why!"
"Repeat your last sentence."
"Never ask your boss about the motivations for his decisions."
Ding Hu spread his hands, "Do you understand?"
This man felt sorry in his heart, but he did not defend himself, but followed him obediently, and happened to meet up with Chen Feng on the track at the starting point of each lap.
Ding Hu looked at the two people walking side by side with a hopeful smile on his face.
The person who raised his hand just now is his favorite among the recruits under his command. He has a very resolute personality, is very hard-working, and is also good at learning.
Regardless of physical talent or intellectual talent, they are the best choices.
But the only shortcoming of this person is that he is too rigid, unsmiling, and not good at flexibility, so Ding Hu deliberately teased him once, telling him to learn from the experience and learn to be more flexible in the future.
Chen Feng, who was running hard and wanted to break his own record again, suddenly found someone else beside him.
He turned his head slightly and looked slightly surprised.
Hey, isn't this Brother Tiger's little sweetheart Pang De?
He was deeply impressed by this Pound man.
The reason is very simple. The name of this dear man is exactly the same as that of the tough guy from Cao Wei who died under the sword of the martial sage Guan Yu during the Three Kingdoms period.
In this era of Private Chen Feng, not many people know about the famous generals of the Three Kingdoms, but Chen Feng remembers them clearly.
Pang De's height is very different from Chen Feng's, but he looks much stronger.
In Chen Feng's opinion, this man was quite boring and very rigid, and he followed every word Ding Hu said as a golden rule.
But this is not flattery, and I don’t know what kind of education he received since childhood. He is really determined to be a good soldier and shed his blood for mankind.
The last time Chen Feng fell asleep, before leaving the military camp, Pound was the strongest in the entire training base in terms of combat skills and all aspects of military literacy. Apart from Chen Feng, Pang De was the strongest.
Chen Feng stood out because he cheated and participated in the training for the third time. He always knew the unknown and the training time was much longer than that of Pang De, who was a real recruit.
But the gap between Pang De and Chen Feng is not big, and they may catch up at any time, which is very scary.
Therefore, Pang De is the real genius soldier, and Chen Feng is not as talented as him.
And in the many training bases of the entire World Army around the world, there are not many people with Pound's talent.
There is also the legendary monster recruit camp, where anyone who grabs the tail of a crane will be ranked first in an ordinary training base.
"Pang De, what did you do again?"
Chen Feng couldn't hold back and asked aloud.
Pang De said angrily: "Shut up! Concentrate on running, don't get distracted."
Chen Feng curled his lips secretly.
Okay, then I will continue to be serious.
He regained his focus again.
Three laps...
Four laps...
Ten laps...
When Chen Feng reached the tenth lap, Pound was on the seventh lap.
On the other hand, Ding Hu, who was letting the other recruits take a short break, was even more surprised.
Why is it that half the journey has passed and Chen Feng hasn’t slowed down yet?
Pound ran behind him, but why were the two still walking side by side?
Did Pang De run too fast and trap Chen Feng?
no.
Ding Hu lowered his head and looked at his watch.
Damn it, only sixteen minutes have passed!
What does Chen Feng, that stinky boy, mean?
Has he taken medicine?
There's no reason. He couldn't have foreseen in advance that I was going to let him run in circles today, and there was no need for him!
Ding Hu was also extremely surprised to find that Pang De's running posture had been slightly deformed and seemed to be a bit laborious, but Chen Feng still walked steadily and breathed calmly.
Chen Feng's running posture is very standard, his movements are not deformed at all, it is still a very professional gravity running method, and his cadence and stride length are still stable.
Fast, smooth and showing excellent endurance.
Ding Hu was a little distracted. Why didn't he realize that this brat like Chen Feng was so talented before?
Not to mention Ding Hu, even Chen Feng himself was quite confused at this time.
He felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that his physical fitness was slightly better than when he fell asleep.
He couldn't figure it out at first, but then he looked at the spindle-shaped aircraft and the blue dragon-type individual armor in mid-air, and felt a little relieved.
Since there have been leaps and bounds in materials science, it is also appropriate that there should be changes in biology and sports medicine.
Perhaps this body has adapted to the technological advancement of this era and has taken some genetic medicines to improve physical fitness before.
Gradually, Pound's breathing became more and more rapid, and his steps became heavier and heavier.
He clearly felt that he was afraid that he might not be able to keep up.
He wanted to slow down, but Chen Feng's steady breathing and footsteps on the right side of him were like a sharp knife stabbing his self-esteem.
He obviously ran three laps less than Chen Feng, but why did he get tired first?
This was a great shame and humiliation for Pound, who had a resolute character and never admitted defeat.
He gritted his teeth hard.
I can't lose!
impossible!
But shouting cannot explode the small universe. If Pound can't keep up, he just can't keep up.
Gradually, Chen Feng surpassed him.
He could only see the back.
But Pound was a little more relaxed.
Chen Feng became the leading wind breaker, and Pang De was responsible for following. The airflow resistance he received became slightly smaller and returned to the limit of his endurance.
He followed.
A long time passed.
Ding Hu had already stopped training and was waiting for Chen Feng and Chen Feng at the finish line.
The other recruits acted as spectators, cheering the two of them secretly in their hearts.
As truly pure new recruits, Ding Hu's team is actually quite humble in the base.
When those semi-mature armored soldiers interact with these new recruits, their eyes are raised above their heads and their nostrils are turned to the sky.
But for anything that requires queuing up, when these armored soldiers arrive, the new recruits have to obediently give way to the side.
They heard from Ding Hu that Chen Feng was sprinting to try to break through the minimum standards for armored soldiers. How could they not be looking forward to it?
We are all new recruits, and this is our first training. Our comrades can catch up with your arrogant armored soldiers.
You have to fuck your ass!
Therefore, unknowingly, Chen Feng at this time represented the will of these new recruits in the base.
If he can succeed, it will prove that the gap between everyone and the armored soldiers is not big!
At this time, Chen Feng was advancing steadily and rapidly from a hundred meters away from the runway. Ding Hu kept looking down at his watch.
Click.
When Chen Feng passed the finish line, the watch-style artificial intelligence terminal on Ding Hu's hand displayed the time.
"Thirty-seven minutes and eight seconds."
A full fifty-two seconds ahead of the minimum standard!
Chen Feng stopped and stood still, "Instructor, how about it? Can I wear this green dragon armor?"
Snap.
Before Ding Hu could speak, Chen Feng's Pang De jumped to the ground.
Before he passed out, the poor tough guy was still mumbling.
"There are still three laps left, I still have three laps left."
Ding Hu shouted, "Chen Feng, we'll talk about it later! First aid team, come and save people! Damn it, this is your first official training in the army!"
Chen Feng did not fall on the charging road as Ding Hu expected.
This made Ding Hu both surprised and relieved.
Yes, my ignorance made me think that Chen Feng was working in vain, but his efforts were in vain, but he easily reached the finish line.
This is a miracle in a sense.
So if the Commander-in-Chief's instructions could be completed, it should be like this.
"Human beings have no choice but to fight to the bitter end, and miracles will eventually appear!"
