Chapter 355: No one should think about it! [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ] "Wang Hao, Yang Shaowu!" Although he had been running on the training ground for a long time, Zhao Weihong's voice was still steady and loud, as if this level of physical training had no effect on him at all. It is clear. Zhao Weihong did not use his full strength. "To!" When Wang Hao heard Zhao Weihong's call, his heart suddenly started, he was so confused! You're addicted to ordering me around, aren't you? I just asked you to call me squad leader a few times. Is it necessary to hold such a grudge against me? You can curse in your heart. Wang Hao's body was still very honest. He ran to Zhao Weihong and spoke respectfully.
"Instructor" "You and Yang Shaowu, form a team!" "If we are short of manpower, let the freshmen step up to help." As he spoke, Zhao Weihong glanced at the sparse figures at the entrance of the training ground, and a hint of gloom suddenly appeared on his sharp face. "Those who don't show up for training when the wake-up call rings, or even stay in the dormitory, write them down!" "And those who are watching me make fun of you, write them down for me too!" "These freshmen, don't they think this training has nothing to do with them?" New training. As the name suggests, it is a training specially prepared for new students, similar to the military training for freshmen in ordinary universities, but it lasts much longer, a total of three months. During these three months, serious professional courses have nothing to do with the new students, and all they do all day long is training. This is only the first phase of training. After three months, the new students will undergo training while taking professional courses, and will still be under the charge of the squad leader during the new training period. It is not until the end of the freshman year that new students are able to "take charge" and select outstanding students from within the grade to serve as squad leaders, platoon leaders, district captains and other positions. At this point, the training is completely over. During this whole year of training, the freshmen are the undisputed “protagonists.” No matter whether the class monitor is a junior or a sophomore, they will always be the ones being trained, there will be no difference! Do you think that now that Zhao Weihong has become the training instructor, their good days are coming? Go dream! Go to the 347th Regiment to ask around, and you will find out that the "living dad" personally organizes the training. Everyone in the 347th Regiment has their calves throbbing. From a certain perspective, letting Zhao Weihong be in charge of this new training is not a good thing for the freshmen. Because compared to the third-year students who just want to feel the taste of "power", Zhao Weihong's requirements will only be higher and stricter, and the training intensity will be greater! These stupid guys were so heartless that they came close to Zhao Weihong and even asked Zhao Weihong to train the third-year students. It's so stupid! Freshmen are the “protagonists” of this new training!
"Yes!" Hearing this, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly responded happily, turned around and showed the same ferocious smile to the trembling "new recruits"! Were you laughing happily just now? Were you enjoying watching us being trained? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it for you right away! Based on the principle of "If I die, my fellow Taoists will die a more miserable death." Wang Hao showed extremely amazing execution ability. He didn't need Yang Shaowu's help at all. He alone made all the freshmen obedient and lined up in front of the open space in the training ground. That’s more than 3,000 people! Wang Hao was able to organize the team on his own without the assistance of a squad leader. His organizational ability is truly strong! On the runway. Zhao Weihong and the remaining third-year class leaders are still running tirelessly. The third-year students still looked desperate and wanted to cry but had no tears. They always felt their vision going black, and from time to time, the kind face of the grandmother would appear on their retinas. The new students saw this, but no one dared to laugh. They no longer had the previous thought that "my dad is here, and the good days of freshman year are coming." Even the most slow-witted person should have reacted after hearing what Zhao Weihong just said. All of them seemed to have "misunderstood" Zhao Weihong! "Comrade instructor!" "The new training team has assembled. 3341 people are supposed to be there, one person is on duty, and 3340 people are actually there. Please give instructions!" The "one person on duty" here refers to the nominal captain of the new training brigade - Huang Yong. Under normal circumstances, Captain Huang Yong should be present at every gathering of the new training brigade. But now, the new training brigade has almost become Zhao Weihong's "one-man show". Yan Wenyuan also deliberately told Huang Yong not to ask about the affairs of the new training brigade and let Zhao Weihong do it. Huang Yong is happy to have some free time, so of course he won't come over. However, it makes no difference whether Huang Yong is there or not. Again. In the new training brigade, there is now only one "leader" and "commander" who has the final say in the true sense. That’s Zhao Weihong! After hearing Wang Hao's report, Zhao Weihong did not speak, nor did he even look in the direction of Wang Hao, but started running at full speed on the track! The entire training brigade watched in horror as Zhao Weihong completed the last three laps of the ten-kilometer race at a speed almost as fast as a 100-meter sprint! During this process, Zhao Weihong still held high the flag of the new training brigade, and the flagpole didn't even shake! "Huang Xuefeng, run faster!" "The same goes for the others. What are you hesitating about? The dormitory janitor can run faster than you!" As he spoke, Zhao Weihong, holding a red flag, came to the front of the queue and waved to Wang Hao and Yang Shaowu who were looking at each other in confusion. "Go, keep running." "You two, run an extra three kilometers." "It's been such a long time, I can't rest for nothing."
Wang Hao, Yang Shaowu: "." The two "brothers in distress" looked at each other, their eyes full of a sense of sympathy and sympathy. For the first time in my life. They both thought that the other looked actually quite pleasing to the eye! "Yes" Hearing their weak replies, Zhao Weihong, who had already walked past them and stood at the command position, suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around and started cursing! "Didn't you eat? Or can't you open your mouth?" "louder!" "Yes!" "Add another two kilometers! Everyone else too!" ".yes!" Upon hearing this, Yang Shaowu and Wang Hao really wanted to slap themselves in the face. They responded with their necks stretched, then turned around and ran, fearing that Zhao Weihong would be unhappy and add a few more kilometers to their distance. And just as the two of them turned around, Zhao Weihong's command, as loud as a bell, suddenly exploded like thunder from behind them! "All candidates for promotion and examination, step out!" Zhao Weihong simply counted them. The number of candidates for promotion and examination combined is just over 100, which is about "30 to 1". From this perspective, it is very reasonable for USTC, and even all military academies, not to allow promoted students and students taking exams to serve as squad leaders in the first year, but to select students from the third year to be responsible for new training. With such a small number of people, even if each person led ten people, there would still be hundreds of people left. If we count the platoon leaders, district captains and other personnel, these trainees from the army would not even be able to build the organizational structure of the new training brigade, and they would definitely have to find people from other places. When Zhao Weihong called them to the front, these "old hands" who had been in the army for two years were still very excited. Could it be that the "living father" is going to entrust us with an important task? However, Zhao Weihong simply asked them to stand facing the queue, and then issued a command that no one present could have imagined in their dreams! "Push-ups, ready!" "Three minutes, two hundred push-ups, report yourself and stand up when you're done!" "Don't say I didn't remind you. Do your best and don't bring shame to your old unit!" What Zhao Weihong said was really harsh. Hearing this, many of the "old hands" who were planning to just muddle through and do the 200 push-ups no longer dared to have such an idea in their minds, and they just lay on the ground and started doing push-ups with a huffing and puffing voice. Two hundred push-ups seems like a lot. In fact, for veterans, these push-ups are just a blink of an eye. The normal daily physical training for grassroots army soldiers, even for push-ups alone, starts at four digits! If you are in the mood, competing with your comrades, it is not impossible to make two thousand or three thousand! But for local students. Not to mention 200 push-ups, even 20 push-ups can only be done in one go! Watching the "old hands" doing push-ups on the ground, there were a group of people sprinting desperately on the track in the distance. The expressions on the new students' faces became more and more complicated, and an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.
"report!" "report!" "." When the last "old hand" stood up from the ground panting. Zhao Weihong, who had been standing at attention, slowly looked around. After a moment, he gave the order in a very low voice. “If you think you have the level to do 200 push-ups in three minutes, take a step forward!” As soon as these words were spoken, the huge queue suddenly seemed a little messy. However, Zhao Weihong did not stop the commotion in the queue, but just silently watched the few figures stepping out of the queue. "Is that all these people?" "very good!" "Open your eyes wide!" Zhao Weihong shouted, pointing at the third-year students on the track. "Fifty-five minutes, ten kilometers without any exercise!" "Three minutes, two hundred push-ups!" "This is the average physical fitness of the grassroots troops. Any third-year NCO or even a second-year veteran can do it!" "And this is exactly the gap between you and the grassroots troops, and becoming a soldier!" Zhao Weihong's loud voice carried his voice to every corner of the training ground. Huang Xuefeng and others couldn't help but look at Zhao Weihong's tall figure, not understanding why Zhao Weihong said these. At the entrance of the training ground, there were a few more figures vaguely visible. Obviously. Many people are paying attention to the "opening ceremony" of the new training brigade, and are curious about how Zhao Weihong can train this group of new students! "Let me be frank with you." "You may think that once you put on this uniform, you are a soldier!" "But I want to tell you that in my eyes, none of these people running on the track can be called qualified soldiers!" "And you are even less qualified soldiers than them. You can't even be called soldiers!" At this point, Zhao Weihong's tone was no longer as steady as before, as if with the official start of the new training, Zhao Weihong could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and he was eager to try! It was not until this moment that Zhao Weihong realized it very clearly. Standing in front of him, this group of green-faced "recruits" are actually the most outstanding talents of Yan State who are eager to join the army and defend their country! Although they are still very young now, it won’t be long before countless talented people will emerge among them and take up the responsibility of the entire Yan State army! This is exactly the significance of the existence of USTC and even all military academies in Yan Country!
And now, this task is to guide them to grow and transform. A considerable part of it fell on the shoulders of Zhao Weihong! Thinking of this, Zhao Weihong suddenly felt an indescribable sense of sacredness and mission in his heart! Time waits for no one! I sighed silently in my heart. Zhao Weihong's sharp eyes gradually became more fierce. This also means that the most intense, most painful, but also the most educationally effective orientation training in the history of USTC has officially begun! "If you only regard the army as a springboard, and want to live your life in idleness and wait for death!" "Then I suggest you contact the school office immediately to transfer!" "Because you may not be able to bear the upcoming training!" "And if you really want to become a real soldier, you should burn everything you have for the safety of the motherland and the people, and fight for it all your life." "I promise you all!" "After this year's training, all of you will transform into true, qualified soldiers!" "And this is just the beginning for you!" "I hope not. I order all of you to remember this!" "You are not just a soldier, but a PLA officer who must shoulder the responsibility and lead by example!" After saying that, Zhao Weihong waved his hand and ordered everyone to spread out around the runway. The military trainees were responsible for patrolling, and then he gave a crisp and clear order! "Push-ups, ready!" There are not so many fancy subjects, nor so much inspirational chicken soup. Zhao Weihong has always believed in "No pain, no gain." If your quality is not good enough, then practice! Start sweating first, and you will naturally reap the rewards later! "one!" "two!" "." On the track, the third-year students were sweating profusely. Outside the runway, the "new recruits" were lying on the ground, grunting and doing push-ups with their stomachs bulging. This situation and this scene truly interprets Zhao Weihong's "philosophy of leading troops" to the fullest! No matter you are a freshman or a junior! Once under Zhao Weihong's tutelage, as long as you fail to meet Zhao Weihong's standards, that's the end of the matter! No one should think too much! (End of this chapter)