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Seeing the hundreds of black shiny whips, everyone’s scalp blasted.

An ominous premonition was enveloped in their hearts.

The monsoon smoked and sneered, and looked at the frightened people. They lifted their chins slightly and left them to throw those whip in front of the recruits.

"The front row of soldiers, one person takes one, the back row gives me the shirt off, one person hits a whip, then the whip is passed back, and so on, repeated twenty times, until twenty times." Monsoon smoke raised eyebrows.

All the new recruits are a glimpse, and their brains will be blown up!

This is for them to smoke their own people!

Still whip and whip, reincarnation twenty times! !

The recruits in the first row hesitated to pick up the whip, swallowed the swallow, and looked at the brother who was taking off his shirt in the back row.

"Brother, light, everyone." The recruits in the back row were crying and sullen.

The recruits in the first row with the whip are all in the heart, and each gives their eyes. Anyway, they fight themselves, how to start, and count.

Of course...

"Forgot to remind you that the first row of whipping is performed by me personally, of course, at the end of everyone's execution." Monsoon smoked and looked at the group of recruits who were ready to whip.

The recruits in the first row were dumbfounded.

Are monsoon smokers personally giving them executions? ? !

This time, the mood that originally wanted to release water was completely gone.

The monsoon smoke that whip used is called a fascinating, playing tricks in front of her face, this is not looking for death?

I was afraid that I would perfunctory things, and I would be retaliated by the monsoon smoke. The first row of recruits could only cry and look at the brothers waiting for execution.

"Brother, can't help it... you endure it, I don't dare to release water..."

The monsoon smoked his eyes and "hit!"

In an instant, the whip beats the crisp sound on the flesh, and instantly echoes in the entire training field. Intertwined with it, it is the mourning of crying and crying.

The recruits in the first row were afraid that they would be more embarrassed by the monsoon smoke. Therefore, if the whip went down, there was no effort at all, and the strength of the milk was not made.

The tears of the recruits who had been pumped a whip were coming out quickly, but a whip would not hurt the bones, the whip had already been handed to them, and then they were pumping people...

In the spirit of...

Laozi stunned, everyone can't be better, this whip is going all the way down, and every lash is called a ferocious.

All of them violated the order, and no one can escape. One is pulling a water, and the one called is a smashing.

The monsoon smokes all the way to watch the play, sit and watch their nest fight.

Lu Shaoqing has never seen such a way of implementing military law. He used to hold a kind of luck. Rao is the best for the monsoon smoke whip. He can’t beat more than 10,000 people who violated the rules. Who thought of... monsoon The smoke actually came so a trick.

This is a way that Lu Shaoqing didn't even think about.

The whip of the big army was flying in the air, and the piercing mourning circulated in the ear.

Lu Shaoqing's mouth can't stop pumping.

For the first time, he knew that there would be such a way to save the military law on a large scale.

More than 10,000 people, hurt each other, and come back one round after the end of the round...

Lu Shaoqing watched the round of the wheel, and the brows involuntarily wrinkled. Many recruits could not help but mourn and asked the "Army Division" to save them.