The recruits' breathing clearly became heavier.
Just hearing the names of these two items was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
In the spectator area, Gu Lina Zha's gaze was fixed on Zhou Chenguang on the training ground.
"Are they really going to complete such high-intensity training?"
She quietly asked Lu Mingyu, who was beside her.
Lu Mingyu's eyes were calm, filled with absolute confidence.
"This is just the beginning."
On the training ground, Zhou Chenguang continued, "Before we begin, I need a recruit with a foundation in explosive power to come up and demonstrate."
His gaze swept across the formation.
"Who will it be?"
There was an immediate reaction among the recruits.
A muscular, strong-looking participant, clearly a regular at the gym, stepped forward.
"Report! I specialize in weightlifting!"
Immediately after, a lean participant with well-defined leg muscles next to him also stepped forward.
"Report! I have ten years of track and field sprinting experience!"
Zhou Chenguang nodded and looked at the participant who specialized in weightlifting.
"You, step forward."
The participant ran out with his head held high and chest puffed out, a confident look on his face.
Zhou Chenguang pointed to a weighted vest and a fifty-kilogram barbell plate on the ground.
"Put on the vest, pick up the barbell plate, and complete thirty frog jumps."
The participant was stunned for a moment; a fifty-kilogram load and thirty frog jumps – the difficulty exceeded his imagination.
Gu Lina Zha on the stands also gasped.
"Oh my god, this is too dangerous. His waist and knees won't be able to take it."
She looked at Lu Mingyu worriedly.
"Lu Mingyu, can he do it? Is the instructor too strict?"
Lu Mingyu smiled and gently patted her hand.
"Don't worry, he knows what he's doing."
He looked at Zhou Chenguang, who was currently instructing the participant in the field, with pride in his eyes.
"He was once the overall champion of the entire army's physical fitness competition."
"In guiding physical training, he knows better than anyone where the limits are and how to do it in the safest and most efficient way."
Gu Lina Zha nodded, seemingly understanding, but the worry in her eyes did not diminish.
On the field, the weightlifting participant was ready.
He took a deep breath, picked up the barbell plate, and began his first frog jump.
His movements were standard, and his explosive power was strong, but after only a dozen jumps, his speed noticeably slowed down.
Sweat soaked his training uniform, and his breathing became like a bellows.
When he gritted his teeth and completed the thirtieth one, he practically slammed the barbell plate onto the ground.
He supported himself on his knees, gasping for air.
Even so, his performance drew a murmur of admiration from the formation.
Zhou Chenguang walked over expressionlessly and put on an identical weighted vest himself.
He lifted the fifty-kilogram barbell plate with one hand, easily holding it against his chest.
"Watch my movements carefully."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Chenguang suddenly squatted down.
Almost in an instant, he shot forward like a cannonball.
Each of his jumps was farther and his landings more stable than the participant before him.
The entire process was so fluid it looked like a performance.
There was no visible impact from the fifty-kilogram load.
He completed thirty frog jumps in one go.
After finishing, his breathing barely changed.
He simply placed the barbell plate gently back on the ground.
Before the recruits could recover from their shock,
Zhou Chenguang charged forward, his body pouncing towards the obstacle net nearby like a leopard.
He didn't hesitate, using both hands and feet, moving rapidly through the vertical net.
His movements were agile and precise, as if the net were flat ground.
The entire process was so fast that it left only an afterimage.
When he jumped down from the other end of the obstacle net and landed steadily, the entire training ground was silent.
All the recruits stared at him, dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a monster.
The participant who had just demonstrated, his face alternated between red and pale.
His strength, which he was so proud of, seemed like child's play in front of Zhou Chenguang.
"All my previous training... it was like playing around."
One recruit murmured to himself.
Another recruit's fists clenched tightly, and a fiery gleam appeared in his eyes.
"Too strong... This is what a Special Forces soldier is! I must persevere!"
Zhou Chenguang walked back to the front of the line, and the recruits' gazes had completely changed.
The previous excitement and thrill had transformed into a deeper reverence and longing.
"The demonstration just now contained two key points."
Zhou Chenguang's voice pulled the recruits' thoughts back.
"The first is the frog jump."
"What you saw was leg strength, but in reality, the initial power comes from a 'squat explosive' driven by core strength."
"It maximizes the engagement of your entire body's muscle groups, rather than simply relying on your thighs."
He patted his own abdomen.
"The second is net climbing."
"That's not simple climbing; it's a 'net climbing technique' that I developed from coordination training."
"It emphasizes the rhythmic coordination of hands and feet and the shifting of your center of gravity."
Zhou Chenguang's expression grew serious.
"Remember, every extreme physical movement has its most scientific way of exerting force."
"If the movement is deformed, or you use the wrong muscle group, at best it's a muscle strain, affecting subsequent training."
"At worst, it's joint damage, or even the end of your military career."
Hearing this, some recruits couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Only then did they realize that behind this glorious training also lay immense risks.
One recruit mustered his courage and asked loudly, "Report, Instructor! How many such physical training systems have you mastered in total?"
Zhou Chenguang glanced at him and replied calmly, "I have personally integrated thirteen categories of training methods, including exercise physiology, biomechanics, and neuromuscular control."
The recruits once again gasped in unison.
Zhou Chenguang paused, then changed the subject, his gaze turning towards the stands.
"But, when it comes to how to scientifically allocate physical energy in a truly extreme environment, and how to break through physiological limits with willpower..."
"Your captain, Lu Mingyu, is better at it than I am."
All the recruits' gazes instantly turned in unison towards Lu Mingyu in the stands.
Their eyes were filled with admiration, and their morale soared to an unprecedented level.
Looking at this group of young people whose fighting spirit had been ignited,
Zhou Chenguang smiled.
He knew that the real test had only just begun.
"Attention, everyone! Target the barbell plate, thirty frog jumps, begin!" Zhou Chenguang commanded.
The recruits' enthusiasm instantly translated into action; they rushed towards the barbell plate Zhou Chenguang had just used.
Mimicking him, they hoisted the fifty-kilogram weight onto their shoulders.
"Hoo!"
One recruit roared, taking the lead, attempting to replicate Zhou Chenguang's explosive jump.
However, as soon as he squatted down, his legs trembled violently.
The fifty-kilogram weight felt like a small mountain, pressing down on him relentlessly.
He used all his strength to leap upwards, but his body only left the ground by less than twenty centimeters.
Then he heavily slammed back down, his movements awkward and uncoordinated.
Another recruit next to him fared slightly better, successfully jumping forward.
But upon landing, his center of gravity was completely unstable, his body tilted forward, and he stumbled several steps before barely regaining his balance.
The concepts of fluidity and stability were simply non-existent.
