The First Book: Reborn from the Fire Chapter 14: Self-Esteem

  "If there's no other problem, then you'd better run for me, run until I'm satisfied, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

  After saying that, a cold light flashed in the eyes of 'Qiao Yan Wang', and he started to rush us 'waste' on the 400-meter hurdle. As for his ruthless subordinates, apart from physical punishment, I naturally also know that the stick he always carries with him will not be idle.

  The troops say that corporal punishment of soldiers is not allowed, and beating soldiers is indeed wrong. However, don't misunderstand it too much. My understanding is that if old soldiers are idle and have nothing to do, they find fault with new recruits and beat them up, which is absolutely not allowed.

  But if we talk about training, I think that without strict requirements and truly arduous training, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate a strong warrior. As the saying goes, "people are born lazy" and "good people come from being beaten with rods", which still makes sense. Only in this way can we create a team that wins the trust of the people and makes the motherland feel at ease.

  Some people say an army unit is a strange melting pot.

  He can make a good person inside become a bad person, and he can also make a bad person become a good person.

  He can make a person who looks invincible in his hometown become an ordinary mediocrity in the army, but he can also turn a weak and helpless person at home into a real man.

  I don't know what I've become, but I feel like I've become quieter than before. Not to mention during training when we didn't have a share of conversation, even in private conversations with my fellow villagers, I spoke much less. My gaze has also become increasingly sharp, so sharp that Little Ghost Head Peng Jue said he saw a chill emanating from my eyes.

  For the discoveries he made above, I will feel a special sense of satisfaction in my heart, and there will be a little bit of vanity, because I know that I am starting to get stronger, this cold light is not easy to come by, in the martial arts legend, this kind of gaze is killing intent, and in the Iron Blood Army camp, it should be blood intent.

  I would glare at him more vividly, and this kid would also cooperate with a look of surprise on his face, as if he was scared to take two steps back.

  "Big Brother Hai, your eyes... ***such a big lump of eye boogers!"

  The above conversation usually appears in many forms, and generally speaking, I will also very cooperatively give him a burst of laughter on his head, then he will run away with his legs, and I will immediately shout loudly and chase after him. As a result, in this kind of joking psychology, we often conduct sprint training on the 5-kilometer road, which unexpectedly has an amazing effect. And 'Qiao Yan Wang' would occasionally not stop us, as if as long as you don't affect the training and won't fall behind the team, he will also take a tolerant attitude.

  As for Little Ghost Peng, since that night when he caused me to have a conflict with 'Qiao Yan Wang' and even issued a challenge to him, he is the person who knows my changes best. However, he also adopted a way of silently supporting me, his internal affairs became better and better, until he even got a red flag in the subsequent internal affairs evaluation.

  His physical fitness was originally a weak point for him, but he also slowly became stronger in my almost crazy training. On the day of "Qiao Yan Wang", when we were listed as a united and mutually assisted group, we tacitly followed this agreement, and I never thought of throwing him away in every training session.

  If he can't run five kilometers, even if his lungs spin like a windmill and his tongue hangs out like a wolf dog on a hot summer day, I'll drag him to the finish line. After several times of extreme physical exertion, even a stone will yield oil, it's strange that his physical strength hasn't improved.

  When I persisted in doing push-ups or sit-ups, if he couldn't keep up with me and suffer together, I would stare at him with an unspoken gaze until he felt warmth in my eyes and was afraid of being scolded on the spot, so he had to follow me and do it together.

  All of this, Peng Jiu silently endured with me; actually, I knew it was because he understood me too well. He knew that I am a person with an extremely strong competitive spirit. That night, 'Qiao Yan Wang' personally insulting me was no different from challenging the most precious thing in my brain - self-respect.

  In his heart, he thought it was himself who caused me and 'Joe Wang' to have a head-on conflict, so he had a sense of guilt. He was willing to listen to me, and after I repeated these movements day after day, he saw his body gradually becoming stronger, and his performance in the entire new recruit regiment also rose, allowing him to gain recognition from his comrades-in-arms.

  I went "thud" and hit the low wall hard, because when I was rushing towards the low wall, I originally wanted to learn from "Qiao Feng Wang" how to pass through the low wall. But once it came to the crucial moment, just as I was about to "pass through", the pressure in my heart suddenly increased, and I unconsciously slowed down, hitting my head on the low wall.

  Phew, fortunately I slowed down, otherwise I would have become the first new recruit to go to bed with a concussion. Gritting my teeth, I rubbed my head and managed to squeeze through the low wall, then sprinted forward at top speed. With one final dive, I landed on all fours under the barbed wire that was crawling along the ground.

  "Ugh!" I let out a muffled grunt, swallowing a mouthful of sand, my nose was filled with dust, that suffocating feeling made me lift my head to take a breath of fresh air.

  But before I could lift my head all the way up, "bang" - a loud slap landed on my head, forcing me to make intimate contact with the ground once again. Then I heard a loud roar from 'Qiao Yan Wang': "You little bastard, you don't want to live, do you? If that's barbed wire up there, it'll definitely cost you some flesh!"

  Damn it, can't 'Jiao Yan Wang' be gentler? It hurts so much, isn't the thick rope above your doing? Now that I've just started training, is it necessary to demand such strictness? Although I said that, I still know I'm in the wrong. All I could do was glare fiercely in his direction, and holding my breath with a body full of sand dust, I quickly crawled out with both hands.

  "One minute forty-eight seconds! Too *** slow!"

  As I panted with my hands on my knees, gasping for breath, and finally crossed the finish line, 'Qiao Yanwang' gave me a cold glance and said in an ill-tempered tone.

  One minute and forty-eight seconds is still slow? This is our first formal practice of the 400-meter hurdles, how come you don't take a look at that little guy running in last place now, he's still struggling with that high wall. I think that guy can't climb up, I'm supposed to be the first in the new recruit squad!

  To be honest, it was only then that I realized the effect of those push-ups and sit-ups we did. Now my physical strength is much stronger than before. Although I still can't compare to "Qiao Yan Wang" in terms of elegance when overcoming each obstacle, but when climbing high platforms, crossing high walls, and jumping over deep trenches, I feel at least ten times more relaxed than before. My hardened arms and abdominal muscles allow me to easily overcome these obstacles.

  But I couldn't help but touch my head, thinking of the two heavy blows I had just taken, and knowing that my movements still had many flaws. Compared to 'Qiao Yan Wang', there was a huge gap between us. Just talking about these two points, I was at least 10 seconds slower than him. So I shut my mouth in defeat, staring fiercely at the short wall in front of me. I thought to myself that I must find a way to get past it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to compare with him.