"One Hundred and twenty-two, hurry up, you guys, all of you can speed up the trash. No one can be lazy. The five people who can't finish it or finish it in the end will have no supper tonight!"

On the coast of the island where the New General Military Government Preparatory Non-commissioned Officer School is located, surging waves kept sweeping from the depths of the sea. Among these surging waves, more than a dozen young figures appeared and disappeared from time to time. In front of them, a tall figure, holding a long rattan in his hand, kept walking around the coast.

Such a scene is not just a single place. Every few hundred meters, you can see similar scenes appearing on this continuous coastline. These people are students from the New Union Army Preparatory Non-commissioned Officer School who are training for push-ups.

Li Mohan was also in the team at this time. Like most other people, he felt a little breathless now. Perhaps more than one hundred push-ups were not very difficult for an adult soldier to complete, but don’t forget that these students were just ten-year-old children at this time. Judging from the standards of a teenager, it was already a very amazing thing for them to do now.

Only those who have done it can feel how difficult it is to do push-ups on the beach. The unique soft texture of the beach makes it difficult for the arms that carry the weight of the body to find a focus. In addition, the surging waves are constantly impacting your body. The huge force hits your body, making it almost impossible to balance your body. Every time you push up and down, it is extremely difficult. What's more, the sea water continues to choke into your nose and mouth. The sour feeling quickly makes your limbs soft, but Li Mo

The potential adult pride in Han's bones made him unable to lose to his companions around him. Even though his body is the same as their development status, fortunately, he has consciously trained his body over the years, so when most people can no longer support him, he still gritted his teeth and listened to the instructor's command, making the students who saw him next to him unable to help but sigh at his pervert. Even the instructor who always tightened his face on weekdays could not help but look at him a few more times.

During Li Mohan's two years of military academy life, he would learn a series of subjects such as flight, shooting, fighting, command, and theory. However, in his first year of study, he mainly studied basic subjects such as fighting, shooting, and command. What they are doing is the physical fitness training of the fighting subject. The instructor who teaches them this subject is like Li Mohan, and he is also from the Celestial Empire.

With the development of mechanical technology and the absorption of prologue culture, humans' military dependence and application of machinery have increased greatly, and the quality of soldiers themselves has become an insignificant option. In the past history, the individual quality of soldiers in the Celestial Dynasty was claimed to be the best in the world, but under this general trend, the Celestial Dynasty gradually no longer pays attention to the physical quality of soldiers, resulting in fewer and fewer soldiers who can have super fighting ability. It can be said that they are almost rare. Li Mohan and other instructors are just one of the few.

The instructor is named Wang Qiang. His name is very ordinary and his appearance is very ordinary. He is a slightly shorter person. He can see bulging muscles on his dark skin. He has a simple expression on his face, but the sharp gleam that flashes from time to time looks a little out of place with the expression on his face.

Perhaps because they are all from the Celestial Empire, and Li Mohan himself is indeed hardworking enough, so Wang Qiang is a little particular about Li Mohan. He is also meticulous when training Li Mohan. When dealing with Wang Qiang, Li Mohan can clearly feel Wang Qiang's strength. According to the novels in previous life, he is at least at the level of "Dragon Group". In this background, there will be such masters, which makes Li Mohan a little curious about Wang Qiang's experience, because Li Mohan clearly saw that it was not just Zoro, the chief instructor of his class.

Donat, even other instructors, looked respectful when they saw Wang Qiang, and did not look down on him at all because he was just a small fighting instructor. This made Li Mohan feel that Wang Qiang became even more mysterious. However, Wang Qiang seemed to be very taboo about his experience and would keep silent every time he mentioned it. Over time, Li Mohan also gave up the idea of ​​inquiry. He studied Wang Qiang more attentively. He knew very well that being able to get guidance from such a person would definitely be one of his rare wealth in the future.

"Ba, I dare to be distracted during training, so I'll be more careful. Otherwise, your group will all go to the playground for 10 laps!" While recalling, I was suddenly hit by my head, and then a thunderous voice sounded in my ears. It turned out that Li Mohan had just recalled a little bit of excitement, and couldn't help but slow down the pace. How could Wang Qiang tolerate such things, especially Li Mohan, so he came to Li Mohan with ruthlessness.

"Yes~" This made Li Mohan come to his senses, and he quickly answered loudly, and then worked hard to do push-ups again. Just kidding. If the answer was not straightforward, I'm afraid that it would not be just his own group, but even the whole class would be in trouble with him.

The organization of the non-commissioned officers’ preparatory school is basically the same as that of the new united army aviation corps. Three people are in a group, that is, a small team, and twelve people are in a class, which is equivalent to the organization of a squadron. It is said that this is also to cultivate the students’ team spirit.

"Oh, I'm so tired. I thought I really couldn't hold on now~"

"God, it's a miracle that I can survive~"

"I said Li Mohan, it's just a pervert like you who can persist in this kind of training. I won't participate in the "Demon King" training next time I'm beaten to death!"

"Lanche, don't complain, you really embarrass you, Jetera ~"

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, such complaints kept ringing in the room, but they would soon calm down. After practicing for a day, they were already exhausted. However, after a few complaints, they fell asleep one by one. Li Mohan was fine. The habit he had developed for a long time made him take a cold shower with his body weighing a thousand pounds, and then climbed onto the bed. I wonder if he could hold on to get up tomorrow, Li Mohan mocked himself, then tilted his head and fell asleep.

The eight-month fighting training is so boring and hard that most people cannot complete the training in this subject well in the end. By the end, most people's grades are C. A few good physical fitness and a very small number of Jetera's men in the military academy can get a B. This is still the case when it is only conducted in the afternoon every day, and the morning time is used to learn basic subjects such as theory and command. Fortunately, although the fighting training takes a long time, the senior management of the military academy basically does not attach great importance to this subject. Otherwise, it is difficult to say whether most of them can graduate successfully. Only our protagonist Li Mohan was recognized by Wang Qiang and got the only A in the school.

"Congratulations, you have successfully passed the fighting training. I hope you will grow into a suitable soldier as soon as possible~" After the fighting subject, Wang Qiang said to them, his face tense as usual. Although it seems like this, what are the people in front of him? They are all people who have experienced his eight-month hell training. Although they are just teenagers, they are all as careful as silk and easily discovered. Wang Qiang's reluctance hidden under his cold expression. Then, the scenes of getting along with each other on weekdays surged into his heart at this moment. Although he hated him to the core, how strong can a ten-year-old child be? When the first person couldn't help but cry, the crying sound was like contagion, instantly defeating the fragile disguise of these children, and they cried like tears. Even Li Mohan unconsciously wiped the corners of his eyes and felt the tips of his fingertips moist.

Perhaps infected by this atmosphere, Wang Qiang's vegetative face seemed to be a little unrestrained. He took a deep breath and looked at these childish faces that were constantly sobbing again, as if he wanted to remember all their appearances in his heart. After a long time, he yelled: "Don't forget, you are all soldiers, crying like you are like. There is an old saying in our Celestial Empire, 'Men don't cry easily', and they wiped my tears. I, Wang Qiang, have no sissy students!" After saying that, regardless of the students who were shocked by his words, turned around and strode away.

Looking at Wang Qiang's back as he left, the students with tears in their eyes couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, just stood there and stared blankly. After a while, I didn't know who it was, first put his hands in front of his mouth and circled them in a trumpet-shaped shouting: "Instructor, no matter when, you will always be our instructor~"

The teenagers were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, as if they understood each other's meaning. Then they all put their hands beside their mouths and shouted in unison: "Instructor, you will always be our instructor~"

After shouting, they saw Wang Qiang's back paused unconsciously for a few seconds, but in the end he did not turn around, but just raised his hand, waved his back to them with a cool wave, and then stepped forward again.
Chapter completed!