Chapter 429 Going to the Infirmary Although everyone was a little confused at first, they all sensed an extremely strong and unusual feeling from Instructor Qin's cold eyes and this strange slogan.
Gao Kai and Zhuo Yue were completely dumbfounded.
Zhuoyue, in particular, felt more wronged than Dou E.
I just wanted to watch the show! I only stirred things up a bit! How did I end up getting myself involved?!
Gao Kai was also stunned, but he was more perceptive than Zhuo Yue. He vaguely sensed that Instructor Qin's anger seemed to be related to his hostility towards Jiang Yan earlier.
But he couldn't understand why!
However, under Qin Ye's unquestionable command, they had no room for negotiation.
The two men, with long faces like two defeated roosters, slunk away to a corner under the sympathetic yet amused gazes of the entire battalion, and together lifted the wet, heavy log.
"It's all your fault!" Zhuoyue said to Gao Kai in a low voice as they walked. "I told you to calm down, but you had to get carried away! Now look what happened! We're both finished!"
"Shut up!" Gao Kai was already in a terrible mood, and Zhuo Yue's words only fueled his anger. "If you hadn't been fanning the flames, would I have acted so impulsively?!"
"Hey! How can you be so unreasonable? I was just helping you analyze the situation! It's just that you're petty and can't stand seeing Comrade Su An and Squad Leader Jiang Yan exchange a few words!"
The two men complained to each other as they walked to the pile of logs.
The log that Qin Ye had "handpicked" lay quietly on top, its surface wet and covered with rough splinters, looking quite menacing.
The two looked at each other and saw despair in each other's eyes.
"One, two, three, go!"
Gao Kai let out a low roar, and the two of them together hoisted the log onto their shoulders.
"hiss--"
An overwhelming pressure, far exceeding their expectations, suddenly struck them. They both gasped, staggering and nearly losing their footing. This thing was much heavier than they had imagined! The damp wooden surface was icy cold, and rough splinters pricked their shoulders through their thin training uniforms, causing both itchiness and pain.
"Let's go!" Gao Kai gritted his teeth and took the first heavy step.
Zhuoyue followed behind, feeling as if his legs were filled with lead.
They carried the logs onto the track and became the sole focus of attention.
All the trainees slowed down, their eyes glancing at them intentionally or unintentionally.
"Where are the slogans?" Qin Ye's icy voice came from above again, like a whip lashing at them.
Gao Kai's face turned a deep purplish-red.
Making him shout such shameful slogans in front of the entire camp, especially in front of Su An, would be worse than killing him!
"Shout! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!" Zhuoyue urged from behind, his voice trembling with tears.
Gao Kai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and as if using all his strength, squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth:
"Pure...revolutionary camaraderie..."
Behind him, Zhuoyue, also looking dejected, weakly continued the second half of the sentence:
"More precious than...more precious than gold!"
"Speak louder! Haven't you eaten?!" Qin Ye's voice was full of dissatisfaction.
The veins on Gao Kai's neck bulged. He was desperate; he yelled at the top of his lungs with all the strength he had, "Pure revolutionary camaraderie!!!"
Zhuoyue, in a fit of despair, shouted, "More precious than gold!!!"
"puff--"
Finally, a female soldier from who-knows-where couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This was as if a switch had been flipped.
"Hahahahaha..."
"My God, this slogan... Hahaha, I can't take it, I'm going to laugh myself to death..."
With heavy steps, the two began their long and painful journey of "public humiliation" under the sympathetic yet amused gazes of the entire battalion.
The uniform, resounding slogans, from the initial humiliation and anger to the later numbness and mechanicalness, and finally to the final listlessness, like two broken-down tape recorders, became the most beautiful sight in the entire Third Battalion that afternoon.
As the trainees trained hard, they watched the two moving backdrops carrying logs and shouting strange slogans, laughing so hard they almost fell over, forgetting much of their training fatigue.
In the subsequent extreme obstacle training, everyone was desperately climbing over high walls, crossing log bridges, and crawling through electric fences.
Gao Kai and Zhuoyue, carrying logs, became moving backdrops. Their slogans went from initial humiliation and anger to numbness and mechanicalness, and finally to listlessness, like two broken-down tape recorders.
Su Tang and Jiang Yan intentionally placed in the same group to participate in the 400-meter obstacle relay.
According to the plan, Jiang Yan will run the first leg, and Su Tang will run the second leg.
As soon as the starting gun fired, Jiang Yan shot off like an arrow.
His movements were precise and swift, leaping over low walls, crossing log bridges, and crawling through low stake nets. Every movement was fluid and powerful, full of rhythm and strength. He truly deserved to be the top soldier in the entire battalion in terms of overall strength.
Soon, he was far ahead and reached the last obstacle—a vertical wooden wall that was three meters high.
All eyes were on him.
He took a running start, pushed off the wall, his arm muscles bulged, and with a sudden burst of power, his entire body seemed to defy gravity, gracefully and nimbly vaulting over the top of the wall.
The perfect move drew a murmur of amazement from those around him.
Su Tang stood in the relay zone, her heart pounding.
The success or failure of the plan hinges on this moment.
She saw Jiang Yan steady himself on the wall, take a deep breath, and prepare to jump down.
Now!
Su Tang silently recited a sentence in her heart.
Just as Jiang Yan was about to jump off the wall—an accident occurred.
"ah--"
A short, painful groan came from the top of the wall.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Jiang Yan's body suddenly seemed to lose all its strength in mid-air, tilting violently and losing its balance!
He fell heavily from the three-meter-high wall in an extremely contorted and unnatural posture, like a puppet with its strings cut!
"Bang!"
A heavy, dull thud, like flesh striking the hard ground, struck everyone's heart.
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