Wu Fei thought that frog jumping and push-ups were the most tiring events for Uncle Guo’s training, but when the belly-holding item came out, he knew what it meant to be truly uncomfortable.

He knew from Xiaotong's mouth that not only did he feel too uncomfortable in his belly, but even Xiaole was afraid of this one the most.

Hold your head with both hands, open your elbows outward, close your feet together, straighten your feet, and thirty degrees upwards, maintain this position for two minutes. This is a standard movement demonstrated by Uncle Guo himself. This abdomen is a bit different from the abdomen movements of our army in later generations (lie flat, lay down the palms of both hands, straighten and close, slowly lift it to 45 degrees to pause, then slowly put it down, lift your feet upwards and downwards together.), but the difficulty is much greater. The latter can exercise the coordination of muscles and body in many parts of the body, while the former only simply exercises abdominal muscles and thigh muscles.

Two minutes didn't seem to be long, but for beginner Wu Fei, it was an insurmountable natural barrier. Often after one minute, either lifting his upper body, bent and deforming his feet, or touching the ground, he was naturally punished again and again, causing Xiaole to be punished. Xiaole, who was usually tough and speechless, burst into tears on this project, slapped Wu Fei several times with guilt. Finally, he was forced to stand on his lower abdomen and used this extreme method to finally complete the training.

The training day was all about physical fitness, including jumping, push-ups, squatting, standing ups, duck steps, sit-ups and the most uncomfortable belly. It almost squeezed out the last bit of strength from Wu Fei and Xiaole. When the training was over, Xiaole was supported by Xiaotong, while Wu Fei was supported by Uncle Guo.

According to what Wu Fei thought, Uncle Guo would not have too much training intensity on his first day, so he did not expect it to be like this.

Lying on the kang, although the fatigue in his body did not relieve much, Wu Fei was still thinking about Xiaole in his mind. When he was training for a belly, Xiaole's tears made him very sad. Xiaole is like Wu Fei, a stubborn person. He is not to have a very unbearable level and will definitely not cry easily.

"Xiaotong, Xiaotong."

Wu Fei shouted twice at the outer room. He heard a sound in the kitchen, and it should be that he was boiling water and cooking.

"Xiaotong is in Xiaole's house, are you doing something?"

The response to Wu Fei was Uncle Guo, which surprised him very much. I have never seen Uncle Guo come to the kitchen when it was not dinner time. He heard the sound, and he was cooking, which made him even more rare.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Wu Fei hurriedly replied. When he heard Mr. Guo's voice just now, he sat up involuntarily. He wanted to go out to help, but he thought that he would embarrass Uncle Guo after he went out, so he gave up this idea.

Uncle Guo is actually cooking! Uncle Guo is actually cooking for the first time! This is simply unimaginable for Wu Fei. Even if he didn't know Uncle Guo, he only had respect and fear. The current scene can also make Wu Fei understand that this person who is stuck in a dark room all day long but can show his power on the battlefield has a tender side.

Wu Fei could understand the meaning of jade without being carved, and iron without being refined, so even if he could hardly tolerate his "iron-stone-hearted" training, he did not want to resent Uncle Guo in the past.

In the next few days, Xiaotong still did not participate in the training, but Xiaole accompanied Wu Fei to complete these "perverted" training day by day. Although it was miserable, Wu Fei still gritted his teeth and rushed over.

It's strange that he was exhausted every day, but after a night of rest, Wu Fei became a lively look again the next day, which surprised Uncle Guo and Xiaole and Xiaotong.

At the first few days, Wu Fei felt that life was like a year. After counting the days with his fingers, he gradually got used to this kind of life and was able to keep up with the load of training, time was not so important to him.

On the dinner table that day, Uncle Guo suddenly said: "Wu Fei, you performed well in this week's physical training. Have a good rest tomorrow. We will start shooting training the day after tomorrow."

Hearing Uncle Guo’s words, Wu Fei and the other three showed excited smiles at the same time, especially Wu Fei, who even grinned.

From Xiaotong's mouth, Wu Fei heard that Uncle Guo rarely praised others. Now he has received his praise, which is enough to prove that his hardships have not been in vain in the past few days, and it is enough to prove that he can fully persist in the subsequent training.

"Let you take a day off and increase your gun training, which does not mean that you can throw it away in physical training." I wonder if the relaxed smiles of the three people made Uncle Guo feel uncomfortable, but his tone of this sentence became heavier. "Sports are the basics of all training, so what I mean by gun training is based on physical training, which means that all the training you three starts the day after tomorrow will be live-fire, and the training requirements will be stricter and higher than these days."

"Master Guo, do I need training too?" Xiaotong asked pitifully. He had not participated in the training these days, but just watching it scared him.

"What do you think?" Uncle Guo glared at him, his expression as if he was about to eat him.

"Doesn't you need to practice gun shooting when training with guns?" Wu Fei didn't care whether the training volume would increase. He was eager to learn to shoot. Although he had already fired and killed a puppet army, he knew that his half bucket of water was completely copying and imitating others, and it was still far from being able to shoot guns.

"Hmph! Shooting? It's still early!" Uncle Guo sneered.

"Didn't you say you have a live ammunition?" Wu Fei thought Uncle Guo was teasing him, so he asked more without giving up.

"Who told you that you must shoot when you have a live ammunition?" Uncle Guo was a little impatient, but he explained with a helpless attitude: "Every battlefield will not be in front of you. Almost every battle requires urgent marches, and some will even be dozens or hundreds of kilometers away. The ammunition that needs to be consumed on the battlefield is brought by individuals, so before you learn to shoot, you must develop physical fitness that can support you on the battlefield."

Wu Fei is a smart man. After hearing Uncle Guo’s explanation, he immediately understood what he said. Take the last time he fought side by side with the Baishishan guerrillas. Those machine guns as heavy as iron lumps were carried away by Ge Ge and the other four. If they did not have a certain physical fitness, let alone war, even these weapons and equipment would not be able to carry them.

"Uncle Guo, I understand that learning to shoot is important, but you must lay a solid foundation. As the old man often said, you can't become fat in one bite. I will not ask you when you will teach me how to shoot."

Wu Fei's words are suspected of flattery, but they are telling the truth.

"Haha, it's not bad, it's a good boy." Uncle Guo nodded and smiled, but the following sentence made Wu Fei and the others happy.
Chapter completed!