Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 38: Scramble for food

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On the second day, when I was still immobile, I started a long run with heavy loads.

The recruits are miserable, because they are better than yesterday, and now they have to check something else. The recruits are all dressed in red and strong clothes. Including the messy beds at night, they have to be neatly laid out the next morning before departure.

Add it round by round, who can stand it. In the midst of crying fathers and mothers, 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, was already decent by the military appearance of the Yi team.

He Yan also sighed as he watched, not to mention that although Xiao Jue's 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 kindness does not lead the soldiers and do not keep the wealth, it seems that she still has to study with Xiao Jue.

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

The chief coach Shen Han looked at Liang Ping and asked: "Why don't you see that... hey, the weakest kid in your team?"

These days, everyone knows that the recruit who came to Liangzhou Weili this time has 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 weak and famous.

"You mean He Yan?" Liang Ping stubbornly turned towards 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." 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 has never tried to be lazy, so he really ran so seriously.

If a wealthy prince who fell in his family came to be a soldier, it would be great to be able to have this will and persevere. What's more, He Yan is not doing useless work.

She seems to have mastered some kind of knack, or she gradually started to adapt to this kind of load-bearing long-distance running. From the beginning, she fell in 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, aptitude is aptitude, even if he can barely keep up with running, the future skills training will be too hard for him...I don't know if he can pass the skills training."

Before skill training, the last morning run is to evaluate the physical fitness and potential of 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 must know that for so many years, this kind of weak person... …Will not survive the battlefield."

That being said...Liang Ping smiled and said: "You also know that the spirit has been tempered, and the sharp and strong will not be frustrated. Who can say this kind of thing?"

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 littleness 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 touched 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 prostration after running a few days ago, Hong Shan is also happy for her. At this time, Wheat waved to them from a distance, "Brother Ahe, Brother Shan, hurry up, there are meat buns today!"

I've been here for so long, and finally came 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. The aroma 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 her, bumping her shoulder heavily, and staggering the one she touched, and half of the porridge in her hand was spilled.

She couldn't hold the steamed bun, and suddenly rolled down. 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 the left forehead to the cheek. The Kong Wu was powerful and banditry at first sight. He got the meat bun, as if he took it for granted, 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 with a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

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

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