Unknown hardships (2)

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  Unknown Hardships (2)

  At dawn, the entire mountain stream was shrouded in mist, and the distant mountains were like a bashful maiden emerging from her bath, hiding behind thin veils. As the sun slowly rose, the birds began to stir in the mountains, and Tian San and Feng Liping heard the noisy sounds around them, slowly opening their sleepy eyes.

  A crowd of people surrounded the two, laughing and chatting, Zhang Tianqi's phone never stopped ringing, everyone couldn't understand how Tiansan and Feng Lianchang ended up sleeping together.

  When the two of them looked at each other, they were so scared that they dodged separately. Tian San hadn't even reacted yet when another slap landed on his face.

  Everyone was in high spirits, saying "beating is affectionate and scolding is loving", and they started teasing Tian San to give Feng Lianchang a kiss. This is youth, without any worries at all. Instead, Feng Liping quickly left and hid inside the tent.

  She didn't know what happened either, vaguely remembering that last night she was stargazing with Tian San, and the two of them were talking about Tian San's lifelong dreams. Later on, it seemed like Tian San said he had gradually come to like the intense training, liking the tense and stimulating lifestyle in the troops. After that, listening to Tian San talk, she let out a yawn and leaned against his shoulder, falling asleep.

  "Die Tian San! Look at me, I fell asleep and you didn't even wake me up. Everyone go back to their tents and sleep! When we get back to school, I'll settle the score with you!" Feng Liping scolded as she quickly tidied up her messy hair that looked a bit like a bird's nest.

  For a moment, when everything was ready, Feng Liping put on that military uniform which many people wondered whether it had been washed or not, and walked onto the empty ground. A clear whistle accompanied by the morning bell of Yunmu Temple echoed through the entire valley.

  "Attention! Let me tell you something! Yesterday, we had a day of outdoor training exercises, and the overall effect was good. Just now, I received a notice from the military training department that our company won first place in this round of training assessment!"

  First place? Everyone hesitated for a moment before cheering and celebrating, they had never thought that they would defeat the National Defense students and take first place. Everyone's eyes were on Tian San, but at this time, Tian San seemed too calm, because in his mind, he was still thinking about everything that happened last night.

  "Hey! What's wrong with you? We got first place, why aren't you happy?" Zhang Tianqi shook Tian San, and only then did he truly wake up.

  "Really?! Haha, I'll go back and see if that little Chen Meng still dares to be arrogant in front of me!"

  "Alright! Winning the first round of drills doesn't mean we've won the overall assessment. Now let's get on the bus and head back to school for the final sprint of our parade square training! I have faith in every single one of you, do you have faith?"

  Yes!

  Who would have thought that this life of shouting, the shouting of vows, would be exchanged for a nightmare-like training. Perhaps, three days later, everyone regretted this promise, because they used their hot blood to exchange for a week of devilish training.

  The sun was like a fire, the scorching sunlight piercing through every inch of skin. It was already 10:30 in the morning, and all the other troops had been dismissed early due to the high temperature. Only the First Battalion's First Company stood alone on the training field's track, motionless.

  They didn't do military posture training, and no one spoke up. Feng Liping also remained silent. She just quietly watched whether everyone's toes were pressed down, whether everyone's forearms were lifted flat, whether everyone's spine was straightened, and whether everyone's eyes were sharp!

  A rope, tightly suspended in front of each row, with heels 25 cm off the ground and arms maintaining a row face! They were undergoing formal step training to solve the problem of row faces. Feng Liping chose the most ruthless training method - pulling the line!

  "Whoever touches the rope under your arms and heels, everyone, two kilometers of running training!" Standing in front of the team, Feng Liping's tone was without any warmth or leeway. She had long been pleased to accept the nickname that these sixty-four people had given her - Crazy Woman.

  Outside the training ground, a phalanx of neatly dressed and strictly stepping people walked towards Tian San and others. All the girls exclaimed at them, steel guns, combat boots, white gloves, and uniform new-style military uniforms. The national defense students also seemed to be unwilling to fall behind, and were temporarily gathered on the training ground for the final sprint of the parade drill.

  Their goal is not to be the first in comprehensive evaluation, but to complete the first armed parade of national defense students. This was Zhao Zhiping's first commitment to the leaders of both the military and local governments when he came to this school: "I want to bring out soldiers who are not only bookworms, but also have solid professional knowledge and skills, as well as excellent military qualities - sharp knives!"

  Bayonets glinting with cold light, glinting with each of their confidence, Liu Jian intentionally stopped the national defense living phalanx in front of the first battalion and the first company.

  "Attention! Right face! Forward march! Subject, half an hour of rifle training! Begin!" Liu Jian didn't have any extra words, and the national defense students didn't have much to say either.

  When the noisy campus hears a crisp sound of gunfire, who doesn't get excited. When that sharp steel knife hangs quietly on the back of every national defense student's head, this stimulation makes even more girls infatuated.

  On one side, were the First Battalion's First Company, who might not have had the handsome military uniforms of the National Defense students, but their eyes shone like scorching sun. Liu Jian glanced at Feng Liping, and Feng Liping smiled slightly, slowly walking towards Liu Jian.

  "Tell me, what's the stake this time?" Feng Liping knew that Liu Jian wasn't just coming to challenge the team that everyone admired, but also to gamble for his own sake, to make up for the painful summary at the end of the month.

  "It's simple, this month's summary is our bet!"

  "You say, is Director Zhao intentionally letting us fight like this? Can't he just give it all to you and be done with it?" Although she said that, Feng Liping still accepted Liu Jian's punch. This time, she was the one who got hit.

  She turned around, walked quickly to the front of the two rows, and stood at attention. Feng Liping straddled her legs, put her hands behind her back, and issued her latest order to everyone.

  "Attention! Stand at ease! Left, right - turn! Right dress - eyes front!"

  No one knew what would happen next, they only saw Feng Liping's eyebrows tightly locked, her eyes sharp as a sharp blade, making people feel chilled.

  "Forward, march! Today is the 23rd day of our new military training. In just five more days, you will be standing on the parade ground, receiving inspection from the school leaders!" Feng Liping's words were powerful and resounding, she wanted everyone, including the national defense students, to remember that the upcoming training was not a joke.

  "But! I think your training is too easy, far from reaching the height of comprehensive quality first! National defense students' formation, gun replacement intensity is too light, speed is too slow, dragging and lagging! And you, your formation is not neat, pace is too fast!"

  "But there is one way, and it's very simple: practice! Practice positioning!"

  Feng Liping's words made everyone swallow their saliva nervously. When Feng Liping took out a piece of chalk and drew line after line on the track, everyone understood what kind of training they would be facing next. Would it be one command for every movement? One command for three movements? Or would it be a full-court drill? And if anyone made a mistake, what kind of punishment would await them.

  No one knew, everyone's heart was in their throat.

  "The requirements are simple, from the first move to the entire field, you 130 people, if anyone's pace is too big or too small, anyone's rhythm is too fast and not following the beat, anyone who disrupts the entire formation, you 130 people will together receive a punishment of three hundred!"

  Feng Liping's voice, in everyone's ear, was relentless. They had never thought that they would have to undergo such training. In the past, they had only imagined that such training was only available to special forces, but when they were asked to do so themselves, apart from excitement, they were more afraid.

  But no one uttered a dissenting word, they just quietly looked at Feng Liping, firmly remembering all of Feng Liping's requirements. The wind rose and the clouds surged, the strong gusts swept up the sand on the ground, battering everyone's faces. From this moment on, they became a part of the school's scenery.

  "My request, does everyone understand?!"

  "Got it!"

  No one was dismissed, and sweat had already soaked everyone's back, with clothes tightly clinging to every inch of skin. If there is no strength, practice physical strength; if there is no speed, practice positioning. When the armpit sweat broke through the epidermis, each arm change could feel the frictional pain. The soles of the feet also ground out blisters, and the neck, forearms, and calves were all sunburned to a copper color.

  No one complains when standing in front of the mirror, taking off that sweat-soaked uniform, the black and white V-shaped mark on their chest is a testament to their blood and sweat spirit.

  "Wild Swans" is a novel written by author "Tian San", latest.

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