After the mission was completed, Lin Mao decided to break up with Mo Shangjun. Two hours later, he took the list of dormitory personnel and went to rest.
Mo Shangyun really didn't sleep. He observed outside the dormitory for a while and then returned to the office.
She made a list of dormitory personnel into a form, printed out several copies, determined the overall strength of each dormitory, and then started other trivial matters.
She always has something to do.
She was busy until around four o'clock, when she heard the movement of a car outside.
The group of students who took the assessment in the evening are back.
She stood in the corridor and took a look at the situation, and found that out of the twelve people, only three passed this round of assessment successfully.
Among them, there are two male students and one female student.
Among the two male students, there was one person whom Mo Shangjun felt uncomfortable with at first glance—Guan Quan, who had previously injured his assistant.
As soon as the three of them got off the car, they were taken to the direction of the dormitory. However, when Guan Qi was leaving, he seemed to have noticed the presence of Mo Shangjun. He gave a middle finger in the direction of the dormitory building and then left arrogantly.
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, with a somewhat dangerous look on his face.
These days, there are always some thorns in my side, and I will provoke you without even understanding the root cause. I really think that I am the ancestor wherever I go.
Mo Shangyun moved his wrist and turned around and returned to the office.
*
The instructor got up early.
Before five o'clock, the instructors' dormitories on the third floor began to make noises, and people got up one after another.
When Yi Hui got up, she took a special look at the bed next door - the quilts were neatly folded, and there was no trace of her return.
She stood up and dressed.
At the same time, Mo Shangyun, who heard the commotion upstairs, finally got up, turned off the lights in the office, walked out slowly, and walked down the stairs.
Chen Yu was the first to get up, but as soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Mo Shangyun standing upright in the wind, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
"Instructor Chen, it's good morning."
Seeing Chen Yu, Mo Shangjun narrowed his eyes and greeted him with a half-smile.
A discerning person would know at a glance that her greeting was not sincere, and was even a bit ridiculing. Chen Yu then said nothing and walked past her with a dark face.
After waiting for about half a minute, I saw that not many people came down, so I just picked up the whistle and started blowing. Everyone turned this simple early morning into an emergency gathering. The instructors and teaching assistants all ran downstairs.
Mo Shangyun shrugged indifferently.
I'm afraid there is a rule next - instructors and assistant instructors cannot get up later than the chief instructor.
Chen Yu has a bad temper, so if he is even slightly dissatisfied, he will fly into a rage.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Yu's dark face with satisfaction, feeling inexplicably happy.
…
At five o'clock sharp, the wake-up whistle was sounded on time.
The huge base was suddenly filled with whistles. Some students who were unusually peaceful in their sleep, when they heard the sudden wake-up whistle, rolled directly from the bed without railings. They were hit in great pain and screamed repeatedly.
Within three minutes, all the students who were noisy in the dormitory gathered downstairs on time.
A group of elites were elites in the previous army, and they are still elites wherever elites gather.
If the most basic emergency gathering exceeds three minutes, I'm afraid there is no chance of appearing here.
Chen Yu was somewhat satisfied with this efficiency, so the time he spent scolding people in the morning was greatly reduced, and he just briefly talked about the morning exercise tasks.
Morning exercises are not something that is taken seriously in ordinary troops. The training items only include some basic subjects, plus a five-kilometer cross-country course, but here, that is not the case at all.
Here is the entire process, which all focuses on physical training, but is mixed with other items, such as skydiving exercises on the ground, jumping from high places to the sand pit below, training courage and landing protection; there is also anti-vertigo training, strapped to simulation equipment
Spin up, go to enough turns, and then run in a dizzy state. Various obstacles are placed in the middle. Once you touch them, you have to start over. Once or twice is enough, but multiple times will be enough.
It means they will miss out on breakfast.
Such a package training for the entire system can be tolerated by those who have participated in the March assessment and April training before. Those students who have had special experience can also adapt, but for some recruits who were selected in the recruit company, then
I was completely unaccustomed to it, and the gap quickly widened as soon as the game started.
The amount of training in the morning training is enough to compare with the amount of training they get in their own company in a day.
More importantly, in the company, they can eat and drink enough, but here, they have not eaten dinner or breakfast, and have not slept well all night. Their physical and mental conditions are not good, and they may collapse at any time.
This is pure torture.
Unfortunately, the instructors still show no signs of letting go.
Among them, the one who seems to be the loosest, but is actually the strictest, is probably Mo Shangyun.
Who knows where she got the hot tea and put it in a thermos cup. After driving to the area she was responsible for, she turned on the high beam. When the students who were blinded by the flash were furious, she sat directly on the front of the car.
Zaiyouzai started to drink tea and embark on the path of health preservation.
However, she looked careless, but she knew every student's situation well.
She has a bag on hand, filled with small stones. Anyone who is slightly unqualified will be hit by her small stones, and then an assistant teacher will stand up and force them to start over within the scope of her responsibility.
process.
After this morning exercise, Mo Shangjun looked the most relaxed and at ease, but at the same time, he also looked the least pumped and hateful. (To be continued)