The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan looked at the saluting man in front of him. He was tall and well-shaped. He could be said to be good-looking, handsome and tough. The obvious surprise in his eyes showed that the two were acquaintances, very familiar.

He Junyao just looked at him indifferently, glanced at the stopwatch in his arms,

After just a brief chat, Shen Anbang knew that Boss He was angry. The qualification for the armed 5-kilometer cross-country was 26 minutes. As required, he carried weapons, gas masks, water bottles, shoulder bags, handbags (including four boxes), and grenade bags. , dry food bags, etc., with a load capacity of 18 to 22 kilograms

As a special forces soldier, it took only twenty minutes to run a five-kilometer cross-country run with heavy loads, let alone thirty minutes. It was so embarrassing. Shen Anbang subconsciously wanted to explain.

Before he finished speaking, He Junyao turned and left, and Fang Monan and Xiao Liu hurriedly chased after him [

Compared with strength training such as push-ups, endurance training such as five kilometers is not that simple. Strength training can be done anytime and anywhere. For example, you can do push-ups and supine in bed a few minutes before turning off the lights at night. Stand-ups, but the five-kilometer training can only be done during the daily training time, and it is a hard bone, boring and boring, and many people can’t chew it.

Shen Anbang had a gloomy face, his face was dark, and he strode over and stared at the phalanx.

The new recruits were livid and dared not speak, and some even turned pale, especially those who slowed down the overall speed. The team is about cooperation and unity. In order to cooperate with the slow ones, everyone slowed down a lot.

After giving the order, the recruits began to rest on the spot, and some even fell directly to the ground, allowing these recruits to deeply understand what special forces are.

Shen Anbang took two steps forward, took off the recruit's weight, put it on himself, and handed the stopwatch to the recruit.

The recruits looked at his posture. It was the captain who was about to run five kilometers. Oh! Oh!' They all looked at the captain with wide eyes.

Shen Anbang ran towards the top of the mountain on the gravel road. He felt as if he had returned to the past when he first joined the special forces. At that time, he didn't know how high the sky was and how young and high-spirited he was. His thoughts were flying and he was running across the fields. What he didn't know was that in his mind, his speed had always been as fast as going out. A recruit was pedaling his bicycle at full speed, but he couldn't catch up. He was always lagging behind. He was even more shocked in his heart. He was really a strong man, and his speed was always so harsh. With a relaxed smile, he didn't know that their Captain Shen was deserting.

Shen Anbang thought about his days in the special forces, and realized why He Junyao asked everyone why he became a special forces soldier. Everyone talked about it, some said it was for honor, but it could only be written in secret files, and some said it was to become stronger. Some come for dreams

Some people are silent, suffering, suffering, and having all kinds of mixed feelings, missing home, missing their relatives, thinking that they came here for their dreams, but they never imagined that there is such a cruelty between dreams and reality. Those feelings, they Can't tell

Shen Anbang still remembers the cold look from the captain back then. He stood in front of everyone and shouted loudly,

What a simple answer, just to live, for the old mother at home, to give life to those with black hair, and to live well for their loved ones.

Shen Anbang said those unexplained words and regretted any favoritism or defense he had shown. What he might receive in the future would be the sacrifice of his comrades. No matter who it was, it would be heart-breaking pain.

Live! Now is the training. Once you reach the real super level, when you really face the attack of death, you will be with death! Then you must practice desperately if you want to live.

Mud, sweat, tears, heavy pressure, beatings, struggles, Shen Anbang survived through such training. Is training painful? It is almost harsh, so painful that people cannot bear it in peacetime. It is necessary to be so strict. Harsh training? The answer is unquestionable: if you don’t sweat or shed tears in peacetime, you will bleed and sacrifice in war. Everyone knows this simple truth. A real warrior must overcome this difficult ups and downs; excellent steel can Only by enduring such repeated tempering can it be tempered into steel and reduce casualties.

"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime" is a common saying or aphorism among soldiers. Only when he went on a mission for the first time did Shen Anbang truly realize the significance of this saying.

Shen Anbang recalled the time when he was first selected into the special forces. When he first joined the special forces, he was a well-known assassin. He was subjected to all kinds of training and all kinds of abuse. He didn't understand that they were doing the most sacred profession. , why don’t you even have the most basic dignity?

It wasn't until he passed by Zi when he was on a mission that he realized that all the rigorous training and harsh requirements were to reduce sacrifices, so that they could come back alive during the mission just to stay alive![

The instructor next to him looked at the recruits and said with a smile,

When these recruits saw Shen Anbang, who had returned, appearing in their sights, they stared in disbelief at the stopwatch 'Fourteen Minutes' in their companions' hands.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, Shen Anbang was already standing in front of them in the blink of an eye. "Fifteen minutes" the recruit Danzi's eyes changed when he looked at Shen Anbang. That was deep admiration! The military camp worships the strong.

This is why they are instructors, they are soldiers! Shen Anbang took off his weight and shouted loudly\

He Junyao stood in front of the office and looked at everything that happened outside. His facial expression softened a lot. The situation just now was the same as before, repeating and happening.

The loud noise on the playground made Fang Monan also come forward\

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Officers are responsible for the lives of their own soldiers. It is not easy for parents to raise you to the age of 18. When you are sent to the army, you are trusted. Life is like blowing a lamp, but how many orphans and widows will be left behind after they die?

During the Vietnam War in 1979, He Junyao remembered that the pension for each soldier killed in the army was 500 yuan. When it was actually distributed to orphans and widows, it was often less than this amount. He once heard an old lady say that she had raised a child for eighteen years and finally paid it back. It’s sad and sad to be less than a pig that has been raised for a year! But it is reality

In order not to equate the value of soldiers with pigs, although soldiers do not use money to measure themselves, they believe that one day the Chinese people will use the true standard of value to measure them.

But before that, the prerequisite is,\

Fang Monan watched the camouflage people training outside, which reminded her of a short story,\

To be precise, the usual training of these soldiers is to grind their teeth again, making their teeth sharp and sharp.

He Junyao nodded, there was a sound of rapid running in the corridor, and there was a "bang", and the office door was opened vigorously.

But this actually happened again. Although the document was intercepted, it had already reached the enemy's hands\

ps: please pink,

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