Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 38

Chapter 38

On the second day, I started a long-distance load-bearing run from Mao Shi, who was still too thunderous.

The recruits were miserable, because they were better than yesterday, and now they have to check something else. The recruits are all dressed in strong red uniforms, and when they wake up in the morning, they should not be disheveled. Including the messy beds at night, they have to be neatly laid out the next morning before departure. If there are messy, add an extra circle.

Add it round by round, who can stand it. In the midst of crying father and mother, the recruits’ appearance and military discipline were quickly rectified. In just over half a month, a new recruit, although not capable of deploying swords and arrows, is already decent just by the military appearance of the Yi team.

He Yan also sighed as he watched, let alone Xiao Jue, although his heart was darker, the methods were quite powerful. Compared with Governor Xiao Du, He Yan only felt that his previous military training method was simply too benevolent.

The so-called benevolence does not lead soldiers and do not keep money, it seems that she still has to learn from Xiao Jue.

The recruits ran round and round, and the coaches took advantage of the gap to talk together.

The head coach Shen Han looked at Liang Ping and asked, “Why don’t you see the… hey, the weakest kid in your team?”

These days, everyone knew that the recruit who came to Liangzhou Weili this time had the weakest kid, a recruit under the head of Liang. She is small in size and very poor in physical strength. When she follows the morning jog every morning, she should fall behind more than half of the people. One day and two days is fine, more than three days, almost everyone knows that there is such a person.

It can be said that it is notoriously weak.

“You mean He Yan?” Liang Ping made a nuisance toward the mountain road in the distance, and said: “Ahead, here, the one running with the middleman is the one.”

Shen Han looked over, but saw that on the long road, the boy was running forward with a sandbag on his back. Although everyone had a uniform red outfit, but because the boy was so thin and short, he could still tell it at a glance.

Shen Han was a little surprised, “I was not left behind?”

“How can it be.” Liang Ping’s face showed a little complicated emotion, “this kid is very hard-headed.”

Speaking of which, Liang Ping was not optimistic about He Yan at first. To be honest, he has been a coach for so many years and he has seen a lot of recruits. Whether he can be a strong soldier or not can be judged by just looking at it. He Yan’s physical aptitude is really bad. Maybe he grew up pampered and raised up, and he didn’t have much energy at first sight. On the first day of the morning ran, Liang Ping made a decision in his heart: he can only be a soldier.

Unexpectedly, this kid is poor in health, but very temperamental. Even if I drag my tail every day, I still run with the team. Liang Ping also noticed that from the first day to the present, he had never tried to be lazy, so he took it seriously and really ran.

If the wealthy prince who fell in the family way came to be a soldier, it would be great to have the will and persistence. What’s more, He Yan is not doing useless work.

She seems to have mastered a certain knack, or she has gradually begun to adapt to this kind of heavy-duty long-distance running. From the beginning, she fell on many laps, gradually fell a little less, and now she can barely keep up with the team. Liang Ping even had the illusion that if this continues and he runs for a few more days, he may not be able to do the first one.

He was thinking when he heard Shen Han’s voice coming from beside him.

“What’s the use of being hard-headed? Qualification is aptitude. Even if he can barely keep up with running, skills training in the future will be too hard for him… I don’t know if he can pass skills training.”

Before the skill training, the last morning run was to evaluate the physical fitness and potential of the recruits in each team. There are too many left behind, but they may not even have skills training. With limited manpower, it is impossible to allocate so many troops to those who are not worthy.

War is cruel. Before cruel wars, we can only choose some people who can bear the cruelty.

“I think he can.” Liang Ping said.

Shen Han looked at him, and several other coaches around him also looked at him. Someone said: “Teacher Liang, you are sure, but don’t look away. You know, for so many years, such weak people… Not on the battlefield.”

Having said that…Liang Ping smiled and said, “You also know that the spirit has been tempered, and the sharpness and firmness will not be frustrated. Who can say this kind of thing accurately?”

He looked at He Yan. The boy’s forehead was full of sweat, and the summer was scorching. The companions who ran with him gritted their teeth, mostly impatient and bored, but he was the only one who smiled and did not see any complaints.

This ambition is really rare.

…

He Yan didn’t know that her smallness had become the center of discussion among the coaches. She put the sandbag away after finishing the last lap. Hong Shan hit the shoulder head-on.

“Hey, good boy, you really belong to you.” Hong Shan rubbed his chin and looked at him. “Now you can follow us. Now you are happy. You don’t have to be a soldier?”

He Yan laughed, “That’s really great.”

Seeing that she is much better now than she looked like she had collapsed after running a few days ago, Hong Shan is also happy for her. At this time, Wheat waved at them from a distance, “Brother Ahe, Brother Shan, hurry up, there are meat buns today!”

After being here for so long, I finally got a meal. When He Yan heard the words, he suddenly felt his tongue engender fluid, Hong Shan also licked his lips, and said: “Finally, I have a good meal, let’s go, let’s go!”

There is porridge in the iron pot, one bowl per person, and steaming steamed meat buns in the big wooden barrel next to it, and the fragrance can be smelled from far away. The soldiers in charge of the distribution stand in front of the wooden barrels, and each can receive one.

He Yan also received one.

She was holding a bowl of porridge, there was no place around here, so she wanted to find a shady place to sit down and eat the porridge. Seeing the little clever Mai Mai beckoning to her under the tree from a distance, it seemed that he had found a good place to enjoy the cold.

He Yan planned to leave.

She was only halfway there. Suddenly, someone passed by her, struck her shoulder heavily, staggered one of them, and spilled half of the porridge in her hand.

She couldn’t hold the steamed bun, and it rolled off all of a sudden. He Yan was about to reach out to pick it up. He stretched out a hand and snatched the steamed bun.

She stood still, and in front of her stood a tall man with a moustache. There was an old scar from her left forehead to her cheek, and Kong Wu was powerful and gangster at a glance. He got the meat bun, as if it were a matter of course, he didn’t even look at He Yan, and continued to move forward.

One foot is in front of the man.

The man paused and looked at the person in front of him.

The boy retracted his feet, with a polite smile on his face, as if he didn’t understand what had just happened. She said: “This Xiongtai, you seem to have taken the wrong thing.”

“The bun in your hand is mine.”

Scarface gave him a weird look. After a while, he suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke. He spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, “Do you know what you are talking about?”

“I said,” the boy looked calm, “the bun in your hand is mine.”