Chapter 31 Sailor Training Camp (Part 2)

To put it in a few professional terms on online games, the two iron medals in the instructor's hand are super artifacts with a surge of 200% increase in the amount of "killing monsters and disconnecting". These future pirates who took risks to form dungeons purely for making money. Faced with such a super artifact with a small number and never falling off once bound, even if it is a malicious PK explosion equipment, how could they not be jealous?!

"If you want this medal, you must first prove that you are better than everyone around you!"

Instructor Sheri Amand pointed to a pile of sandbags and said, "Everyone carried one on his back and ran for me around the training ground until you all ran over!"

Speaking of this, Instructor Sheri Amand pulled out his pistol, shot a bullet into the air with a "bang", shouting wildly: "Run! Run! Run! Run! Run! Run! Run! The fastest and most farthest person will gain my favor, and the ten worst-scored ones have no lunch today!!!"

A group of students heard the gunshots and blew up the nest. A group of people rushed towards the sandbags more than 200 meters away. The fastest group rushed to the sandbags. Some people picked up the sandbags and ran away regardless of everything, wanting to use this method to maintain their advantages, but some people found that the sandbags in front of them were different!

There are a few backpack straps on the back of the sandbags that are sewn with canvas strips. Although these backpack straps are so rough that they are speechless, they are more tough enough.

Relying on their physical strength to rush to the front, but because of their extra scruples, they did not care about it and ran forward with a sandbag and looked at each other. They quickly selected a sandbag with a backpack. One of them took out a knife and cut the backpack belts on the other sandbags in a few seconds.

The students who ran over from behind looked at the students who were carrying sandbags easily and had already started running around the training ground. When they looked at the sandbags piled up in front of them, they were completely stunned. Now what they left in front of them was half of the backbags, or simply sandbags without backbags. Even fools should understand that under the same weight, these sandbags are of course easier to carry on their bodies.

"Do you think it's unfair?"

Instructor Sheri Amande's cold voice floated into everyone's ears: "Yes, this world is unfair. Look at the lions on the grassland, among them, they are always running at the front and eating meat, chewing bones in the middle, and hunger at the end! Have you seen any lions complained about unfair to their kind who ran at the front and eating meat? If they want to eat meat, the only way is to catch up with the lion in the front!"

Listening to the instructor's words, several students bite and reached out to grab the sandbag with half of the broken backpack belt. They first carried the sandbag on their bodies, and then grabbed the broken backpack belt with both hands. After confirming that they could use this method to fix the sandbag, they followed behind the first group of students as the second echelon and began to run around the training camp.

The last thing left is some sandbags that don’t even have a backpack strap and must be held in your arms with both hands.

The remaining dozen students looked at each other, and more than a dozen sandbags that were missing even the broken backpack straps were quietly piled up together, silently reiterating to them the extremely cruel but extremely real meaning of the law of survival of nature, "the fastest one eats meat, the middle one chews bones, and the end starves".

After being stunned for about ten seconds, someone finally reached out to hold a sandbag, and then followed the students in the two echelons in front and ran forward slowly. Because he had to hold the sandbag with both hands, it consumed a lot of energy. The student's pace was obviously slower after running a few dozen meters away. After persisting for about twenty meters, he finally couldn't help but start his first rest.

Seeing this scene, someone couldn't help but say, "He ran so slowly, how could he never catch up with the people in front of him."

Before he finished speaking, several more people picked up sandbags with their hands and chased the person in front of them and started running forward.

Seeing this scene, the student who was too smart and was reluctant to try to pick up the sandbag with both hands to catch up with him only woke up from a dream. Yes, it is impossible for them to catch up with those students who can carry the sandbag directly on their bodies or carry it on their bodies. There is indeed only one iron medal, but if they can outperform their companions who also hold the sandbag, it is also a victory to prevent themselves from falling into the last ten!

Finally, the group of people who reacted rushed forward. As long as they grabbed a sandbag, they would run forward regardless of whether they were holding it in their arms.

Shi Shaoying kept watching the students' choices in a bystander posture. Until the last classmate also picked up the sandbag and rushed forward, he walked over and bent down to grab a sandbag. At this moment, a big foot wearing leather boots suddenly fell on the sandbag, and then another sandbag was thrown in front of Shi Shaoying, "You have to carry two sandbags."

Shi Shaoying's eyes moved upward along the leather boots until they collided with instructor Sheri Amander's gaze: "Why?"

Instructor Sheri Amander pointed at Peter beside Shi Shaoying: "Did you bring him?"

"yes."

"Since you are two people, you have to bring two sandbags!"

Peter was really anxious. He did not translate the above two sentences and protested to Sheri Amand, "I am a translator!"

"I know you are a translator!"

Instructor Sheri Amand said in a Senran: "If we are now in the sea and are surrounded by naval warships, we must stick to the ships and wait for the opportunity to break through. Would you not eat, drink, defecate because you are an interpreter? Since he must take you with you such an interpreter, he must be able to do the work of two people, otherwise, I would never allow him to exist like this!"

Peter couldn't help but feel silent. He was still racking his brains to try to fight back and protest. He saw Shi Shaoying actually picked up two sandbags. Peter blurted out: "Ignore him, this is unfair!"

Shi Shaoying turned his head and looked at Peter, and said calmly: "It's okay."

Peter was really stunned. He really couldn't understand why Shi Shaoying could still accept such a plain face and without any complaints in the face of such unfair treatment.

A sandbag was about twenty kilograms. Even if the two sandbags were combined, it was still a distance from the ten-kilometer cross-country running that Shi Shaoying and the others often accepted. Sliding the two sandbags, one left and one right under the ribs, Shi Shaoying took a deep breath first, and then slowly exhaled the air in the lungs. Just as he inhaled, he had already begun to follow the last part of the team with a slow but rhythmic pace.

At this moment, the first echelon, who had been running easily with the advantages of backpack straps, stopped for some reason.

In front of them, a man-digged mud pond appeared. There were wooden stakes more than two feet high on both sides of the mud pond, and a layer of barbed wire with sharp and sharp thorns was pulled on it. No matter who wants to pass through this obstacle, his whole body must be soaked in the mud and crawled all the way through.

When the members of the first echelon were wet and climbed back to the shore, they suddenly realized that for some reason, the sandbag on their bodies suddenly became much heavier. Two of the students had not carried the sandbag on their bodies again, and the backpack straps sewn on the sandbag were torn from the stitch because they were overloaded.

Even if the sand is soaked in sea water, the weight will never change in multiple orders. The eyes of several students fell on the assistant instructor who was standing beside him holding his arms and watching the show. The assistant instructor did not disappoint them and easily uncovered the mystery: "In addition to the sand, there is also a lot of rotten cloth stuffed in the sandbag."

"If you want to be a qualified 'Somali Marine' sailor, in addition to being brave enough to rush to the front, you also need a pair of keen eyes and a heart that keeps alert no matter what you face!"

The assistant instructor looked at the first-tier students who had at least doubled their weight because the cotton in the sandbag was soaked in water, and could no longer find a relaxed expression on their faces. He said calmly: "Entering the sea, you are hunters and others' prey. It's nothing to find the prey even if you encounter strong resistance and cannot start. At worst, you can just retreat and find the prey again. But if you encounter naval warships escorting the Gulf of Aden, and you are as careless and self-righteous as before, the novices among you will become the dish on someone else's plate!"

"Remember, the biggest danger often comes from corners you can't see!"

During the time when the assistant instructor was speaking, there were several sandbags on the first-tier students. Because of the sharp increase in weight, they had exceeded the limit of the backpack straps. They were forced to stop from the stitching. Judging from the appearance of others, they could not escape this tragic fate.

No matter how hard it is, it is impossible to catch up with the second stage members of the first echelon. Finally, taking this opportunity to shorten the gap and chase it to the artificial pond.

I saw with my own eyes how the person in front of me missed his feet. The members of the second-level team carefully pressed the sandbag on their heads, held the sandbag with both hands, so that it could keep it as stable as possible. Then they bent their knees. It was absolutely awkward to use this action, but it could ensure that the sandbag was not soaked in water and moved forward little by little.

If it weren't for the first-level team's mistakes, they would never use this kind of thing, which would consume too much energy. Even if they were not careful, they would pour mud into their mouths and cross the mud pond.

Except for a bad guy who slipped his feet in the middle and even fell into the water with his sandbag, the large army successfully crossed the water safely. Under the unwilling gaze of the first tier members, they proudly threw the sandbag with unchanged weight on their backs and officially promoted to the first tier.

wrong!

At this time, they are still in the second team, because there are still two people in the first ladder still rushing to the forefront and have not given them a chance to surpass.

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Chapter completed!