There are no standards for any of the training programs.
I usually run five kilometers, but now I have to stop when I can't run anymore!
Hook ladders and 30 meters of barbed wire obstacles—as long as you can still move, jump, and climb, then keep going.
Keep in mind that none of them had eaten breakfast yet, but no one dared to raise any objections.
By around 9:30 in the morning, most of the people on the training field were exhausted.
Finally, the assembly whistle blew.
"It's 9:25 now. We'll meet at the gym at 10:00. You have 35 minutes to eat and tidy up your belongings. Anyone who is one minute late will have to clean the toilet once, and so on, with no upper limit!"
Holy crap, what are they trying to do?
Thirty-five minutes is all it takes to finish a meal and tidy up the house. Are you trying to drive us crazy?
Yes, if it were just a meal, everyone could finish in a few minutes, but the problem is that so many people have to queue up, and the queuing time is several times longer than the meal time.
"Disband!"
Here, once a task is assigned, there's no need for any questioning. The only thing to do is execute, execute, execute!
On the training field, a swarm of people rushed towards the mess hall, such a large group almost frightened the cooks there.
"Damn it, slow down, are you guys bandits coming up the mountain?"
"Brother, hurry up, please, we only have thirty-five minutes."
Upon hearing this, the cooks immediately sped up their serving of food.
On the rooftop of the building opposite the canteen, Gao Dan was watching everything happening around him with binoculars, while behind him stood the newly appointed political commissar and instructor.
"Will this work?" Zhao Shuai was a little worried. He wondered if the soldiers could handle such a sudden increase in intensity.
"It has to work, no matter what!" a cold, deep voice rang out.
Then Wen Mu chimed in, "That's right, this is nothing compared to what happens when you train at military academies abroad. Each meal is only ten minutes long, and it's common to miss a meal. Some people don't even get a single meal, but they still manage to get by."
Zhao Shuai was somewhat speechless, glancing sideways at Wen Mu: "If someone submits a report to higher authorities, will you, Political Commissar Wen, handle it?"
Damn, every time the higher-ups come looking for them, they're the ones who have to go and listen to a lecture or write a self-criticism, while these two are the ones who can hide the farthest and the fastest.
Wen Mu immediately dodged behind Gao Dan: "I can't do this. You are our regiment's diplomatic ambassador. This important task should naturally be left to you, instructor!"
Gao Dan frowned as he looked at the two men in front of him, and finally said, "Political Commissar Wen, go and issue a notice in a while: if anyone feels they cannot complete the training, they should request to be transferred! The elite regiment will not keep any weak soldiers!"
Wen Mu chuckled: "Leave it to me, I'll handle it perfectly."
Zhao Shuai instantly understood that this was a plan to purge some of the troupe's nepotistic members who were dragging their feet.
Normally, out of consideration for certain people above, it's not appropriate to directly send them away. But now, they themselves can't withstand the high-intensity training in the regiment, so they can't blame anyone else.
really....
When everyone gathered at Ran Fitness Center, they saw the notice on the signboard at the entrance.
"Alright, you've all seen it, so I won't say any more. From now on, the training in the group will become increasingly intense. If anyone feels they can't handle it, they can speak up now."
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