"Quack, quack, quack."
"Quack, quack, quack."
The company doing frog jumps: ...
Sorry, they're just frog hopping, not real frogs.
No one paid any attention; the corpse stood alone, diligently playing its little trumpet as accompaniment.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
The shouts grew louder and louder, faster and faster, with a strange rhythm.
The young soldiers unconsciously sped up their pace to the accompaniment.
The company commander leading the extra training touched his chin and nodded.
That really worked immediately! Should he consider applying to his superiors for a small megaphone?
Bang bang bang~
"Ouch, why did you bump into me?"
"I was hit from behind, and I couldn't stop in time."
"No, no, I was hit from behind."
Company Commander: ...Alright, no need to apply anymore, let's just leave it as it is.
"I heard you're tall, how come you're doing so little? Look, even the corpses haven't grown."
Pull-ups, 60 in a minute, fast and steady, hands don't falter, not out of breath, he beat a certain battalion commander in seconds.
(The zombies are collecting brains! Quickly save your brains!)
The posture wasn't very elegant, but it was standard. After finishing, one hand was still hanging from the bar, while the other hand held up a small megaphone and muttered to himself.
"Idiots, all of you idiots! The corpse isn't tired at all, not tired at all. You're all panting and panting, even weaker than Egg Mom. You're a disgrace to Egg."
All the young warriors undergoing physical training: ...
They had a small megaphone hanging around their necks, which would swing around in every corner, broadcasting messages that they were idiots anytime, anywhere, and the whole training ground could hear it.
The key point is that they really beat them instantly.
He's fast, strong, has great stamina, is a good shot, and most importantly, he's good at talking.
Oh, that's just nonsense.
"Bang bang bang, all eggs! Egg Dad has bad eyesight. His underling can't even hit the red ones, he even hit the white ones."
"You don't understand, this isn't live ammunition. I'll practice more and I'll be more accurate."
"A solid egg? A solid egg isn't a yellow egg; it's a white egg?"
The corpse looked shocked.
Blink a few times, then look intently.
There are no eggs!
Are we talking about the same missile?
"Hey, hey, don't grab it! You can't play with this. Be careful, it hurts a lot if you get hit."
Crash! Parts scattered all over the floor.
The young soldier, whose gun had been taken from him, stared in astonishment at the dismantled gun barrel.
He stared wide-eyed at the scattered parts, utterly dejected.
"Waaah, my gun, my gun, give it back to me... ahhh."
Click, click, before the little soldier had even finished crying, the disassembled gun was put back together.
Then I heard, "There really aren't any yellow eggs."
A tone of regret.
Little soldier: ......
So, she dismantled the gunpowder just to see if there were any eggs inside?
So, did she think it was a chicken egg or a duck egg?
The four eggs who rushed over in a hurry were stunned for a long time after witnessing the speed at which she disassembled and reassembled the gun.
Xiao Dan picked up the loaded gun she had prepared, cocked it, pulled the trigger, and bang!
It's not broken!
Just how many other skills does this girl possess that they don't know about?
Professor Tang couldn't possibly have physical objects to teach her how to disassemble and reassemble them.
Could it be that her talent has reached such a level that she can only talk about strategy on paper?
He received many resentful glances, but Xie Lin pretended not to see them.
Silently, she picked up the little darling who was sitting on the ground and brushed the dust off her.
What a naughty child! Why does he always have to touch the ground when he plays?
I was covered in mud and sweat.
The dismantling of the timber guns attracted the attention of several regimental commanders, political commissars, and battalion commanders.
Xiao Dan summoned Zhao Xiangting, the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 9th Regiment, who had just been outmaneuvered by Zhou Shi in a pull-up.
"Tell me, what exactly did that little girl do?"
He was eager to know about Big Baby's amazing feat, and perhaps he had made some other great discovery.
After Zhao Xiangting finished saluting, he recounted everything he knew.
Xiao Dan's eyes lit up when he heard that he could do 60 pull-ups in a minute.
I knew she was strong, but I didn't expect her physical fitness to be so good.
Furthermore, pull-ups require not only strength, but also a certain lung capacity, etc.
Upon hearing that the arrow had hit the bullseye when casually thrown, Li Pengfei and Ding Youliang exchanged bewildered glances.
She can hit the bullseye so easily, without even aiming. Does this little girl have a magnifying glass in her eyes?
Then they heard someone chasing after a young soldier like a duck, pulling him along as fast as they could, far ahead of the others. The group was at a loss for words.
Every single item takes seconds. Are their soldiers really that bad?
Are they really that tough, having been trained in the mountains?
That shouldn't be the case; the young soldiers often go on field training exercises in the mountains.
Is the difference simply that this mountain and that mountain are not the same mountain?
How can that brat be so capable?
Is this what they call a prodigy who is skilled in both literature and martial arts?
She even told the battalion commander to his face that he was an idiot who couldn't even do 60 pull-ups and was panting heavily.
Ha, if you can pull out more than 30 people from the crowd, that would be great.
She really dares to speak her mind.
Xiao Zheng's mouth was wide open in surprise.
My goodness! 60 pull-ups in one minute! How did she do that?
He knew it; he knew that his sister-in-law, once she spoke, would be astonishing.
Oh dear, he shouldn't have run to call for the commander; he missed so many exciting moments.
"Stinky egg, that egg tricked Shishi, saying there was a white egg inside Bangbang."
"The corpse was opened, but there were no eggs, not even yellow ones."
The young soldier protested his innocence, saying he hadn't said anything, he really hadn't.
Xie Lin sighed helplessly, "He meant the bullet, not the egg. Okay, stop playing around and go home."
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