Chapter Fifteen Adaptation

  The intimidating power of the eight big dogs was immense, and not only did the teenagers in their teens feel it, but even ordinary adults would have been heart-pounding. Since seeing these eight big guys appear, the ten youngsters suddenly became much more obedient, forcing themselves to stand at attention and reluctantly joining the running circle training.

  After two or three laps, the scene from yesterday reappeared. A little kid subconsciously fell to the ground, and Song Qing ruthlessly threw away the dog leash in his hand. A big dog barked loudly and rushed forward. The kid was so scared that he quickly got up from the ground and followed the team in a hurry.

  The big dog didn't let up, these dogs hadn't eaten breakfast today and were probably starving with hunger, they definitely wouldn't do anything to Song Qing but they wouldn't be polite to these little ones either. With one leading the way, the other seven followed suit, leaving only Lei Cai standing obediently by Song Qing's side.

  With the chase of eight big dogs, running laps was no problem. Even the one with the worst physical strength persisted in running ten laps under this threat. When Song Qing started to assemble again, everyone was panting and disheveled, but the team was indeed much more orderly. After all, those eight dogs were still staring at them from the side, and as long as Song Qing showed a little dissatisfaction, they would probably pounce on them and bite. In this situation, it's better to tuck your tail and be a human being.

  This mentality is actually very simple. Song Qing is a person from the same village as them, and they can naturally joke around with each other. But those dogs are different, although they are also dogs from Xuzhou, they won't show affection to them, and judging by their appearance, they seem to be very obedient to Song Qing, if he tells them to bite, they will bite, so no one dares to resist.

  Luo Xiaobei, as the child king, naturally took on the responsibility of leading the bitter complaint team. With a flushed face, he smiled at Song Qing and said: "Song big brother, tomorrow we'll run well, let your family's dogs rest."

  "This remark is quite wrong!" Song Qing pulled up a sentence, with a smile all over his face: "You are my brothers, and you can all share the joys and sorrows with me. They are my dogs, how can they be alone? Don't mention this again, from now on everyone will practice together every day, and after a long time, everyone will naturally make progress!"

  It was at this point that the young men naturally also understood Song Qing's firm attitude, and had no choice but to admit defeat. Fortunately, Song Qing promised that after they finished their military training and running laps, he would teach them some martial arts, which made these energetic young people excited again.

  From the second day on, Song Qing really led ten people to run laps every day, and he did it rain or shine. The ten young men also changed from being slightly resistant at first to gradually adapting out of helplessness. Their identity as military dependents made it impossible for them to resist, and Song Qing was not bad to them either. Every time he came over, he would bring some small snacks, so that each of them could get a few bites. Occasionally, he would also take them to a food stall to eat a meal. Such days were normally unimaginable, but now they only needed to spend some effort standing at attention and running laps to get it. After a long time, no one had any complaints anymore. Young men like Luo Xiaobei, who had bigger thoughts, on the other hand, looked forward to something more exciting happening.

  Unconsciously, the ten young men under Song Qing's command had become accustomed to this training method. After more than half a month of hard work, they clearly felt that their bodies were stronger than before, although they still looked no different due to not eating enough food, but their strength and endurance were much better than before. At least half a month ago, no one thought they could run ten laps on the school field, especially after standing at attention for two hours, but now these had become routine.

  As for the military discipline issues that Song Qing was initially worried about, it has now become the least of his concerns. These kids are being trained to death every day, where do they have the energy to be naughty? Moreover, they have been forced by Song Qing and the eight big dogs for a long time, and their brains naturally form a kind of inertia. As long as Song Qing says something, they must go and do it immediately, and use all their strength to do it. Otherwise, at least two dogs will come up and bite them. This is inertial thinking.

  Song Qing knew that he could teach some other things now. In fact, he had long wanted to teach these young people some real skills, but before they were not fully subdued, and teaching them would be a waste of effort, as it would be like the teachers in his previous life who fought guerrilla warfare with their students. Now that the purpose has been achieved, and these little ones have shown a desire to learn something, it's time to teach some real skills.

  Xuzhou Wei has never produced any great figures, especially in the past few decades. There have been very few good men who have stood out. Song Qing's father, Song Hu, was already a top-notch hero when he was young. Now that Song Qing has emerged as a killing god-like figure, it is naturally being spread everywhere. These children are originally at an age where they are eager to fight and be brave. This time, they were arranged to come over and follow Song Qing, and they had already stored up some thoughts of worshiping him as their master and learning from him. They all hoped that after learning some martial arts, they would be able to walk horizontally in the Wei camp.

  In the past half month, although Song Qing's training method was unacceptable to many, under the threat of Da Gou, these children endured it. And after half a month, it proved that Song Qing's method was indeed effective. These children were even more eager for what they would learn next. From the first night when they heard about this, they had been thinking about what Song Qing would teach them. The next day, when they gathered at the school field, surprisingly, everyone arrived early.

  Song Qingling was quite pleased, the ten children in front of him were more like his students than subordinates. He had never been a teacher in his past life and didn't know how to manage students, nor did he understand what kind of teaching method would be effective. But within half a month, he had achieved such results, which made him very satisfied. He walked around the earthen platform for a few laps, laughing: "Not bad, after half a month's work, they all look like they're getting into it. Especially Little Ma, who used to cry and throw tantrums when he first came, now he must be feeling embarrassed even with himself."

  The guy nicknamed Little Horse, Ma Cheng, suddenly turned red with embarrassment. This kid was the most mischievous and unruly in the first few days, even the dog almost couldn't control him. But now he stands on the ground with a dignified appearance. It's hard not to say that this change is quite significant. Even he himself feels a bit magical. The other nine people are also similar, comparing themselves now to ten or so days ago, they have indeed found many changes. Of course, they all know it's thanks to Song Qing's training method.

  Jian Shi's energy seemed usable, and Song Qing said loudly: "As I said yesterday, from today on, every day except for the fixed training, I will teach you some fist and footwork, as well as weapons. What do you want to learn?"

  "It's a big gun, the kind of big gun that Brother Song uses to kill bandits!"

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