In the night, everyone set off behind the recruits, and the camping training officially began.
They marched out of the military camp gate and headed into the mountains. Their pace was not very fast. Yuwen Feiyang smiled and said, "I think it's okay to walk 50 kilometers at this speed?"
In the back, Yi Bailu echoed: "The soldiers are carrying 20 kilograms of load, how fast can they walk?"
Jiang Dao listened to the conversation between the two, shook his head and sighed: "Don't think the march is too simple."
Sure enough, not long after he finished speaking, when the team had all stepped onto the flat concrete road, an order came from the front: "Everyone, run!"
Following the order, the soldiers immediately accelerated and started to jog.
Yuwen Feiyang: "...Ah this?"
Even Cheng Zhiyi was scared: "No way? Running 50 kilometers?!"
Jiang Dao was amused: "What are you thinking? Running five kilometers with a 20-kilogram weight is already a high-intensity training, and running fifty kilometers? I guess it's only one or two kilometers."
Later, Wu Rui was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "What do you mean by 'that'?"
Jiang Dao smiled and said, "Don't worry, the speed won't be too fast. I'm carrying 20 kilograms."
After running about one kilometer, an order came from the front to resume walking speed.
The star class, which had been scattered all over the place, finally lined up again, and everyone was exhausted and out of breath.
"Jiang Dao..." Zhang Xiaoyuan was depressed, "Who... said that the speed... wouldn't be too fast?"
"Hehe, it's indeed not pleasant for him." Yi Bailu wiped his sweat.
After walking for a while, we started jogging again. After running another kilometer, the concrete road under our feet disappeared and the whole team entered the mountainous forest area, and then we kept walking slowly. However, the mountain roads are difficult to walk on, and there are no formed steps going up and down. Even if the speed is not fast, it is very demanding on one's endurance.
From midnight to dawn, the team finally had their first rest stop, which was also breakfast time.
The breakfast was very simple - two boiled eggs with boiled water.
During the rest period, discipline was not as strict as during the previous march.
The young soldiers from Class 9 of the Third Company, which was ranked in front of the star class, looked over curiously, but perhaps because the squad leader was strict, several of them were a little shy and did not dare to strike up a conversation.
The members of the star class were used to being watched, so they didn't feel nervous at this moment.
Cheng Zhiyi took off his backpack and rubbed his shoulders, saying, "Five kilograms may not sound heavy, but it's really hard to carry it all the way. I usually don't carry a backpack when I go out, so my back will definitely hurt when I go back tonight..."
As he said this, he looked at the young soldier sitting beside him and asked, "Can you handle the 20 kilograms on your body?"
One of the little soldiers smiled shyly and said, "We are used to it."
Another person added: "I also had shoulder pain at the beginning, but after practicing for more than half a year, I got used to it!"
Another person said: "It is said that the first-class soldiers in training can weigh 30 kilograms. We are far behind..."
The five-minute breakfast time ended quickly and the team continued to march into the mountains.
The mountainous terrain is complex and the marching speed is slow, especially when walking upstream along the riverbed. The ground underfoot is either muddy or rocky, and sometimes one has to wade across the river.
After walking for a while under such conditions, Jiang Dao heard several female guests behind him saying to each other, "Be careful," "Hold me," "You can't pass," and so on.
He turned his head and glanced back, and found that not only the spoiled Yi Bailu and Zhang Xiaoyuan showed signs of falling behind, but even Sun Qi, who had been silent all the time, looked embarrassed, and walked hand in hand with Wu Rui, staggering up the hillside.
Lin Chu and Yuwen Feiyang seemed to want to help, but they were helpless as they themselves could hardly handle the complicated road conditions and could only provide limited help.
So Jiang Dao stepped out of the line, found the instructor, and suggested, "Why don't we move Teacher Chu and I to the back to help them, otherwise it will be too dangerous for them."
He had just finished speaking, and the instructor hadn't spoken yet, when Lin Chu laughed first: "You are willing to help them, you can just say you are the one, but you insist on bringing Teacher Chu along, without even asking if she is willing or not, it's like you..."
"I'm fine." Chu Yinlong interrupted directly and turned to leave.
Lin Chu stopped talking.
The instructor actually discovered the physical problems of the female guests, and originally wanted to try to stay behind. If that didn't work, he would ask them to stop training and find someone from the program crew to take them back to the base... But when he saw that there were people in the team willing to lend a hand, it would naturally be best for the whole class to act together.
Therefore, Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong moved to the back of the team. When they encountered terrain that was difficult for the female guests to cross, they would first help people over one by one from the front, and then catch up from the back of the team.
Seeing that the water bottles carried by the female guests were in the way, Jiang Dao simply reached out and took the water bottles from Sun Qi and Zhang Xiaoyuan and hung them on himself.
Finally, near noon, the team finally arrived at a relatively flat area. The commander ordered them to set up camp by the river to rest and have lunch.
Jiang Dao returned the water bottle to Wu Rui and Sun Qi, turned his back, lifted the hem of his training T-shirt and wiped the sweat off his face.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him: "Jiang Dao, this is for you."
Jiang Dao straightened his clothes and turned around, only to see Sun Qi, with a sullen look on his face, stuffing something the size of a bottle cap into his hand.
"What is this?" Jiang Dao was puzzled.
"Compressed towel." Sun Qi spoke as concisely as ever. "It can be unfolded just by getting it wet. You can use it." After saying that, he turned and left.
…
Because it was a camping training, they set up camp and cooked, so the content of lunch was much richer than breakfast - the soldiers not only carried individual self-heating food, but also brought all kinds of ingredients. They dug holes and built stoves on the river bank to make fires, used military shovels as kitchen knives and spatulas, and actually cooked on the spot.
The star class obviously didn't have this treatment. The military shovels were considered dangerous items for them and were not issued, so they could only hold their own self-heating food and quietly smell the aroma of food coming from next door...
"I originally thought that I was really happy that I didn't have to eat compressed biscuits anymore." Lin Chu raised his hand and wiped his face, "I really underestimated the soldiers..."
"It's true that food is the most important thing for people." Wu Rui sighed.
"Tsk, I feel like," Yuwen Feiyang said, "the self-heating noodles in my hand are no longer fragrant."
Jiang Dao weighed the self-heating rice in his hand, suddenly stood up and walked to the team of the third company and the ninth squad, and asked: "Your scrambled eggs smell so good, can I come and have a meal?"
The little soldiers laughed and talked at once:
"Okay, come on! Just call everyone over. Camping is supposed to be a way for several classes to get together."
"Come on, come on, but you have to help us cut the vegetables, and you are not allowed to eat for free."
"Hey? You didn't get any knives? Come, use my...cutting board? That clean stone over there is the cutting board."
Cheng Zhiyi glared at one of the young soldiers who was carrying a stainless steel lunch box and frying meat. His eyes almost popped out of his head: "What are you doing... you guys are cooking with fried sugar when you're camping? I can't even cook this delicately at home!"
The young soldier who fried the sugar color smiled innocently and said, "My father runs a restaurant in the village. I used to help him. I always feel that the taste is not right if the meat is roasted without frying the sugar color."
As they were talking, there was a sudden series of crackling explosions nearby, accompanied by a few exclamations.
The soldier who was cooking immediately threw the uncooked eggs in the ordnance shovel into his comrade's lunch box, then shoveled a large pile of sand into the dug stove hole to put out the sudden violent flames inside.
"What's going on?" The loud noise indeed attracted the leading officer.
"...I don't know!" After dealing with the situation urgently, the soldier was still confused. "The situation has been normal, and we didn't use any strange fuel. How could it explode?"
Jiang Dao pulled Chu Yinlong aside and asked, "Did you go up to help just now?"
Chu Yinlong was silent for a moment, then replied, "He asked me to help put some more branches into the stove. They found the firewood, and I saw that they had no problem using it before, so I thought... I just helped put it in, and it shouldn't be a problem."
Jiangdao: ...
Everyone:……
"You should just sit there and wait for the food." Jiang Dao pointed to a stone not far away. "I didn't expect that you could defeat the earthen stove we dug while camping."
Chu Yinlong: ...
The team commander and several officers checked the stove and burnt fuel, but found no problems, and were filled with questions. Finally they decided to move nearby to eat and keep an eye on the situation.
As a result, no accidents have occurred since Chu Yinlong stayed away from the earthen stove.
We all got together to finish our lunch, put out the fire, packed up the packaging bags, and quickly started our return journey. The return route was not the same as the coming route. Shortly after leaving the river bank, there were stone steps on the way down the mountain. Going down all the way, we soon reached a flat rammed earth road.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone returned to the base, and the whole day's training came to an end. The rest of the time was free time.
Since the emergency assembly at night had to start too early, most people chose to go back to the tent to catch up on some sleep.
Jiang Dao had a good rest last night and woke up after sleeping for less than an hour. Seeing that the room was quiet, he lay on the bed and browsed Weibo for a while. Not seeing any interesting news, he got up and walked to the open space outside the tent to enjoy the summer breeze.
He had just stood in the shade of the tree for a while when he saw the curtain of the female guest's tent opened. Sun Qi saw him, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards him.
"Jiang Dao." Sun Qi had always been quiet and indifferent, but now her face had a girlish softness. "Well, that...thank you for helping us this morning."
Jiang Dao smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's only natural for comrades to help each other."
Sun Qi pursed his lips, paused for a while, and suddenly asked: "Can I add you on WeChat? Don't worry, I won't ask you for resources. I don't plan to develop in the film and television industry. I just... uh, want to, uh... make friends with you."
It's quite normal for artists who work together to add each other on WeChat. Jiang Dao was not afraid of anything. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and added Sun Qi as a friend.
As soon as she finished adding, Sun Qi suddenly looked up behind Jiang Dao, subconsciously took a half step back, and said quickly: "I'll go back first." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left without any reluctance.
Jiang Dao heard footsteps approaching from behind and turned back with a smile: "Look how scared you are!"
Chu Yinlong withdrew his gaze from Sun Qi's back and looked at Jiang Dao. His brows slowly relaxed and he asked with a smile, "You seem very enthusiastic today?"
"Enthusiastic?" Jiang Dao raised his eyebrows. "Because I took the initiative to help them this morning, is Teacher Chu jealous?"
Chu Yinlong denied it: "No."
Jiang Dao smiled and said, "Teacher Chu, don't be jealous. Today, I just saw that the terrain was too dangerous and we are all comrades now, so I helped. You see, I never paid attention to them during training. Besides...Isn't it clear to Teacher Chu whether I like men or women?"
Chu Yinlong stared at Jiang Dao for a moment, then smiled and rubbed his head gently.
…
On the fifth day of the official filming of the Military Star Class, training was arranged on military boxing, fighting and grappling techniques.
"Oh my, this has run into Teacher Chu and Xiaodao's trap!" Cheng Zhiyi was immediately excited, "Instructor, will you arrange a real battle? We all want to see who is better, Teacher Chu or Xiaodao or the soldiers!"
The instructor was actually quite curious.
He knew that Chu Yinlong was an action star and had learned real kung fu, so he always wanted to find an opportunity to practice with him. But considering that Chu Yinlong is a star after all, and he is the instructor of the star class, it is not easy to bring up this matter, so he never mentioned it.
Finally, we have waited until the day of combat training, so it won’t be weird to invite people to practice actual combat.
In the morning, we arranged to practice military boxing, which is not difficult for artists in the entertainment industry, especially those who debuted from boy bands and girl bands. They can learn almost every move by practicing it twice. After a whole morning, everyone was able to follow the commands and complete the task without exception.
Before starting to learn fighting and grappling in the afternoon, as usual, a demonstration match among the fighters was arranged.
Watching the clean and neat fighting moves of the fighters on the stage, Jiang Dao poked Chu Yinlong and asked, "Do you think you can win?"
Chu Yinlong was realistic: "It's hard to say. In the best case, it's 50-50. If you meet an expert, it's probably a risk."
Even if he is an action movie actor, he still has to pay attention to his body shape while training his strength. Some muscle groups will look ugly if they are too developed, so when he works out, he actually deliberately avoids exercising certain muscle groups. But it is different in fighting. Almost all muscle groups in the body need to develop in a coordinated manner, otherwise there will be shortcomings.
After the exhibition match, the members of the star class began to practice fighting moves.
The instructor had just taught two moves when Jiang Qiulin, who was facing Chu Yinlong, couldn't stand it. After practicing a straight punch, he threw away the target pad in his hand, shook his wrist, and said depressedly: "Teacher Chu, you are too strong. My hand is numb."
After a moment of silence, Chu Yinlong asked the teacher: "Can he switch with Jiang Dao?"
Before the instructor could say anything, Cheng Zhiyi also raised his hand and said, "Instructor, let them switch. Jiang Dao's beating has made my hands numb."
The instructor took a look at the figures of the few people and saw that Chu Yinlong and Jiang Dao were both relatively strong, so he nodded in agreement.
As soon as the team changed, Chu Yinlong and Jiang Dao's momentum changed immediately. They hit the targets on their hands and feet with such loud bangs that people couldn't help but worry that they might blow the target pads.
The combat instructor turned his head to look at the instructor standing in the audience and said with a smile, "They are quite interesting."
The instructor said, "They are both martial arts stars, so they must have some basic skills. I've also watched their actual fighting videos, and they seem to be OK, but if we don't face them head-on, we can't really tell if they're good enough."
However, you don’t have to wait too long for the opportunity to practice.
The military fighting moves learned in the star class are of course just the basics, including only the most basic punches, kicks, knees and elbows. As for the more dangerous joint techniques and counterattacks, the program team and instructors were afraid that a few people without basic skills might not be careful enough and get hurt easily, so they did not arrange any arrangements.
After practicing target practice, the actual combat opportunity that the instructor had been waiting for finally arrived.
Due to the special nature of the combat training, the program team only arranged Chu Yinlong and Jiang Dao to engage in actual combat with the soldiers.
"I'll go first." The warrior class hasn't assigned any members to the battle yet, so the instructor of the star class personally took the field.
He took off his coat and said to Chu Yinlong with a smile: "Don't worry, although I am your instructor, I have actually been in the propaganda department. I haven't trained for a long time. I am definitely not as good as these guys. Let's try it first."
Chu Yinlong certainly wasn't afraid of the stage. He nodded with a smile and prepared to take on the challenge.
Neither party knows each other well, and most of the initial moves are just tests.
After trying a few times, the instructor discovered that Chu Yinlong had something, so he reminded him: "Are you serious about it?"
Chu Yinlong nodded: "Come."
The next second, the two suddenly collided and fought back and forth for several rounds.
The soldiers who came to watch were immediately excited and shouted to cheer for the instructor. The celebrity class was also not losing momentum. The female guests' voices were clear and high-pitched, immediately drowning out the voices of the warriors on the opposite side.
Jiang Dao was watching from the audience, his face becoming more and more nervous, his eyes fixed on the two people in the field, not daring to move away at all.
"Hey!" Cheng Zhiyi suddenly patted Jiang Dao, "Why do you look so bad?"
"I..." Jiang Dao slowed down and smiled bitterly, "...This fight is too dangerous. I'm a little nervous."
Cheng Zhiyi was puzzled: "Dangerous?"
Jiang Dao nodded: "The purpose of military combat is to incapacitate the opponent in the most direct way. Didn't you notice that every move of the instructor is aimed at the fatal part?"
Cheng Zhiyi looked at the field for a long time, then shook his head: "I can't tell."
Jiang Dao did not force it and continued to watch the situation on the ring, but he was a little more relaxed than before and whispered: "Fortunately, the instructor let me off..."
Cheng Zhiyi was surprised: "Ah?"
On the side, Lin Chu asked with a smile: "Why did you let him win? Aren't you on good terms with Teacher Chu? Why did you insist on saying that the instructor let him win when he was about to win?"
Jiang Dao was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Not long after, the two men on the ring stopped their movements, but Chu Yinlong, who seemed to have the upper hand, smiled and shook his head: "I lost, I am convinced."
There was a sudden burst of surprise and doubt in the star class.
Chu Yinlong glanced at them and explained: "If the instructor hadn't stopped, I would have been injured several times."
The instructor smiled and said, "You practice traditional martial arts, right? And you started with routines, and later learned actual combat in competitions?"
Chu Yinlong replied: "Yes, I switched from routine boxing to free fighting."
The instructor nodded: "I can see that your punches are beautiful and your counters are accurate, but they are not fierce enough... Well, that's right, you are an actor, not a soldier, so it's enough to have beautiful punches, and you don't have to be too fierce."
After chatting for a few words, Chu Yinlong and the instructor walked off the stage at the same time. Jiang Dao stretched his joints, brushed past Chu Yinlong, and walked towards the center of the field.
"Be careful," Chu Yinlong said quickly in his ear, "Be careful."
Jiang Dao pursed his lips and nodded, looking very serious.
In the second match, Jiang Dao chose his opponent. He barely hesitated: "Let's choose your squad leader."
The young soldiers started to make a noise: "Are you sure you want to challenge our squad leader? He has the best fighting record in our class!"
Jiang Dao responded very quickly: "Oh, yes, I just want to find the best one. This way I won't be embarrassed if I lose, and I can be an upset if I win, how great."
The young soldiers were immediately amused by him and pushed their squad leader onto the stage with laughter.
At the beginning of the battle, Jiang Dao did not try to attack the opponent directly.
The soldier squad leader reacted quickly and was obviously a strong fighter. His series of responses were very quick and accurate. However, Jiang Dao's body movements were distinctive and very slippery. He almost always struck and left immediately, leaving no opportunity for the opponent to counterattack.
Offstage, the star class instructor stood side by side with Chu Yinlong. After watching for a while, he suddenly became interested: "Huh? Jiang Dao's fighting style is quite interesting. He doesn't look like he learned martial arts seriously, but rather like he got his start from actual combat... It has some shadows of military and police fighting, but the style is wilder, or in other words, a little... not upright enough."
Chu Yinlong asked with a smile: "How do the gangsters fight?"
The instructor said, "It's much more advanced than that. I think it looks like he has practiced it over the years... But his fighting style is not suitable for the ring. It consumes too much energy. Besides, he doesn't have enough strength. Even if he launches a sneak attack, it won't be fatal. We have no chance of winning if we wear him down."
"We have no chance of winning against him head-on." Chu Yinlong said, "It's better to fight like this. We can drag it out for a few more rounds and make the fight more interesting."
"Hahaha, that's true." The instructor laughed.
On the stage, the soldier squad leader was actually having a headache.
It was the first time he had met such an opponent. He didn't fight him head-on, but dodged whenever he could. However, he would always attack him unexpectedly. He couldn't let his guard down too much and had to stay on his toes. After fighting for a long time, I was exhausted both physically and mentally.
However, Jiang Dao's fighting style was really physically demanding, and he became a little exhausted after a long time. In the end, the squad leader took the opportunity to pin him to the ground.
Jiang Dao was not sad even though he lost the fight. He still smiled and said, "Great."
The squad leader let go of his hand and wiped his sweat: "You just don't have enough strength to attack effectively. If you were stronger, this style of fighting would probably wear me out."
Jiang Dao spread his hands: "I also want to improve my strength, but unfortunately, my bodybuilding coach doesn't allow it. I've trained to this point, and my fans are crying and shouting at me to stop lifting weights..."
The soldier squad leader scratched his head, not knowing how to comfort Jiang Dao.
After two games, the cameramen and program planners were satisfied.
But the other guests couldn't be without battle shots, so the instructor arranged practical guidance among the star class members, using slow motion to teach them how to attack and defend. Just by gestures, everyone did it quite well.
Until the end of the training that day, in the evening, Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong got ready as usual and followed the instructor to the playground to attend the evening training.
In the female guest's tent, Sun Qi opened the curtain, watched Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong walk away side by side, then lowered the curtain, slowly walked back to the bed, and changed his training shoes back into slippers.
Zhang Xiaoyuan lay on the bunk above her and said with a smile: "Sun Xiaoqi, are you interested in Jiang Dao? I see you are quite enthusiastic towards him today!"
Sun Qi didn't say anything.
Beside him, Yi Bailu snorted and laughed.
Wu Rui put down his phone, looking surprised: "Sun Qi, you?!"
Sun Qi sighed helplessly: "It's a pity, I don't dare to chase."
Wu Rui was immediately shocked: "Don't chase me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the eyes of the other three people in the tent all fell on her.
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