Upon hearing this, squad 1, which was lying on the ground lazily, quickly got up from the ground, sorted clothes and hats, and stood in line.
The speed is as fast as lightning.
After they all stood in the team, a big question mark appeared on the head of the whole class.
? ? ? ? ?
Aren’t they resting, the instructor hasn’t called for assembly yet, what are they doing when they get up?
Well, she can only say that conditioned reflex is used to it, and the whole class wants to cry without tears.
From this incident, it is enough to see the depth of Zhang Jiu Ling's influence on them.
She think it was because they were slow to gather. The Hades instructor in their class directly asked them to run a few laps around the playground to accelerate, and then practice the assembly.
If it's one second away from the standard, you have to run another lap, and so repeatedly, it will be difficult for their class to gather together.
From their class formation to standing, the movement was not small. The instructors of Class 2 and Class 13 next to them had been paying attention, and they were all sighed when they saw their class standing neatly at the end.
Class 2 instructor: The boss is still good, when can our class be like this?
Class 13 instructor: It seems that I am still too kind to the little bastard in the class. Looking at the class of the King of Living Hades, the conditioned reflexes have all come out.
Thinking of this, the instructors of the two classes turned their heads.
"Hurry up, stand up!"
"Move it, what do you do! Do you report it, do it!"
"Hurry up and stand, whoever moves again, the whole class will add another five minutes!"
"Move, move?!"
The instructors of Class 2 are impassioned, and they are bound to transform their class into Class 1.
The fat instructor from Class 13 is not so "cruel", he said with a smile.
"Everyone has, arm swing training, fifty times!"
"One, two!"
"I'm telling you that I'm good enough for you. You look at the other class, and you can directly train the conditioned reflex."
"..."
Class 1 student: Do you think we think, it's not that the instructor is too cruel.
Zhang Jiu Ling came here, but came back alone, eh, where are the two male classmates before?
However, no one dared to ask him.
I saw Zhang Jiu Ling dressed in camouflage, still looking indifferent.
The cold eyes are dark and shiny, like those of a beast, even if they don't look at each other. When the gaze falls on the body, she will also feel trembling.
The whole of class 1 is even more nervous, the whole body is taut, like a pile of wooden stakes.
In fact, there is nothing "evil" in this gaze, as anyone who is familiar with special forces knows. This gaze is a kind of aura that they have brought with them after a long battlefield and bloody battle.
Domineering and murderous, this is something they can't get rid of for a while.
Zhang Jiu Ling glanced at the class, and immediately spoke.
"All of them!"
"Take a rest, stand at attention!"
"Next, practice together!"
"Everyone has it, step by step-go!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"The last row, the rows are scattered."
"The rest are standing still, the last row, turn back!"
"Go together!"
"One two one, one two one!"
"One...two...three...four!"
"One, two, three, four!"
"One, two, three, four!!"
"The slogan is not loud enough, practice twenty times by yourself!"
The last row collectively said angrily: "Yes!!!"
Then, I was left in place, practicing the slogan over and over again.
"One, two, three, four!"
"One, two, three, four!"
"One, two..."
The last row is Su Linlin's row.
Li Jiao watched her shouting slogans there, silently sympathizing in her heart.
Now, you don't want the instructor to come back soon, do you?
Before she sighed a few more, Zhang Jiu Ling came over again, walked to the side of the big team, and said.
"All of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
"The sound of leaning on the feet is not neat, do it again."
"All of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
The sound of leaning on the feet is still not at a single point, and there are people in almost every row.
Zhang Jiu Ling was obviously not satisfied, and his brows narrowed slightly.
"The bottom row, all have it, turn back!"
"One, two!"
Separate, it's much better now. Zhang Jiu Ling continued to check the people behind.
"The penultimate row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!!"
"The third row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!!!"
"The last row, all of them, turn back!"
"One, two!"
The last row, the first row where Li Jiao was, was still not neat. There were two or three people fighting for the rhythm, and some of them were a little slower, so the sound of relying on their feet was messy.
After standing still, the people in Li Jiao's row were guilty and nervous. When it was over, Yan Wang was going to punish them.
Sure enough, Zhang Jiu Ling's cold voice was heard in the next second.
"In the last row, the sound of leaning on the feet is not neat, run around the playground for two laps and then come back."
"Yes."
In Li Jiao's row, eight of them were girls, and after hearing the voice, they weakly agreed.
When it's over, it's running again, they are dead.
Zhang Jiu Ling: "The first girl led the team and went on the track."
"Yes."
The girl at the front responded, and then led the first out of the central boundary of the military training field and onto the plastic track.
The rest of the people continued to practice, Li Jiao's row was on the track, and the eight girls ran in a row.
Li Jiao was punished to do steering exercises in the morning, and the left and right feet in the shoes had already blistered. When returning to bed at noon to pick up the blisters, the pain made her cry.
Now she want to run again, and she don't know if the wounds sticking to the wounds can withstand it.
Li Jiao looked down at her feet, she should be able to do it.
She raised her head and ran after the person in front of her.
It was past four o'clock in the afternoon, but the sun was still fierce, and the hot light of more than forty degrees hit them, like a pot of boiling water, making them smoke.
The sweat on Li Jiao's forehead kept dripping, running down the hairline to the chin, and then dripping on the ground. Because of the sun's rays, the cheeks on both sides were red hot.
After running for a lap, the wound in the shoe has started to grind and aches, and it should be swollen again.
Regardless of the pain in the feet, her legs are as heavy as lead, and they are running entirely with a thought.
The reason why she learned art from a young age is because of her poor physical fitness. All of the physical education classes from small to large were just passable points, and they were sympathy points given to her by the teacher.
Running this sport, in her past ten years, was limited to physical education classes.
In the rest of the time, she is simply a resident, she either goes to class or just stays at home and paints.
To put it more bluntly, she is the sports idiot.
In this military training, the family originally wanted to ask her for leave. In the words of Li's mother, she was already in poor health. Don't get on the ground as soon as you go up, and it will be a shame for me.
However, although Li Jiao is not good at sports, she is stubborn. When her parents refused to let her come, she still wanted to prove herself.
Of course, for now, Li Jiao just wanted to say that it was right to listen to her mother.
Mom, I really want to go home~
On the last lap, Li Jiao didn't know how she persisted.
She just remember that when she stopped, her feet were so soft that she almost didn't kneel down.
After running, the eight girls lined up and returned to the central field of military training panting.
Arm swinging exercises in the class, Su Linlin and Zhang Yue in the team looked at her worriedly when they saw her lips were white.
"Report!"
The girl at the top made a report and asked for entry.
Zhang Jiu Ling turned her head, glanced at them, and said.
"The first row, everyone has."
"To!"
The eight girls stood in line immediately.
"Take a rest, stand at attention!"
"All of them, backward...turn!"
"One, two!"
The sound of leaning on the feet is still not neat, because the feet of the eight girls are soft just after running, they came over after the runway, and heard the command, even if they wanted to do it well.
Helpless to refuse to obey, it is simply powerless.
Zhang Jiu Ling didn't say much, he said directly.
"Add two more laps and come back after running."
"Why?"
A girl is not convinced.
Zhang Jiu Ling: "You didn't make a report, just add another lap."
"Why?"
Once obedient, the girl became anxious, and they finally ran back two laps just now. As a result, she didn’t arrive in a minute and she had to run again. Why?
Zhang Jiu Ling glanced at her faintly, "The sound of leaning on her feet is irregular, two laps, you didn't report, one lap."
"A total of three laps, come back after running."
"Why..."
The girl was still thinking about theory, but she was pulled by the person next to her, and she whispered to her.
"Forget it, stop Lulu."
The one named Lulu was dragged away, and even though the other girls didn't want to, they could only follow.
Li Jiao did the same, silently following a few people onto the runway again.
Before leaving, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin looked at her worriedly. She shook her head with a smile, and said "it's okay" with her mouth.
No one thought that a few girls just got off the runway and went up again.
This time was different. Several people were obviously temperamental, especially the girl named Lulu, who rushed fast on the track, and after a lap, she couldn't do it.
Standing in place and panting, two girls beside her also stopped.
"Lulu, are you okay?"
"No, it's okay." She waved her hand weakly, "I, I won't run away."
Someone persuaded her, "Lulu, there are two more laps, you hold on."
"No, no, I won't run away, how about love?"
The girl named Lulu fell directly on the ground, "I won't run away even though I am here."
"If you want me to say, don't run away. Even if we don't run, what can he do with us?"
A girl worried: "Okay, let's not run. What if the instructor tells the counselor?"
"Just tell you, at most, criticize one by one, but nothing will happen."
Lulu said, "I don't want to lose my life just by running."
Hearing what she said, the other two girls were also shaken. They couldn't stand it after running two laps before.
She was fined to run a second time. To be honest, which one of them wanted to run?
Just because she was afraid of the instructor, now listening to Lulu's instigation, the two girls simply sat on the ground and stopped running, whoever liked to run would run.
The three people sat down on the flowerbed next to the runway, looked at the five people running from behind, incited.
"Don't run away, let's sit here for a while, wait a while and go back."
"That's right, don't run, we are all sitting here, and we will go back later."
Two girls couldn't help but persuade them, nodded, dragged their tired steps, and went to sit with them.
Li Jiao and the other two girls stood there and didn't move. One was Tang Yuran in her dormitory, and the other didn't know him, but she seemed to be a pretty honest girl with braids.
Li Jiao glanced at the five people hiding from the sun by the flower bed, and then looked at the military training field. Their class was still training, and the instructor was correcting their movements.
Although the military training field is large, if they don't run, the instructor definitely knows it. Moreover, the central boundary is relatively empty, and the instructor can definitely see them sneaking around as long as he turns his head.
Thinking about it, Li Jiao said to them.
"Let's run, the teacher saw it."
The girl named Lulu said arrogantly: "I see it, what can he do with me, I won't run anyway."
Except for her, although the other four people were unsteady, they did not move, and it seemed that they didn't want to run.
Li Jiao didn't speak any more, and glanced at her feet, probably blistering again, and it was painful.
She frowned, gritted her teeth, and then ran.
There are two more laps, she can.
Tang Yuran glanced at a few people over there, untied her hair, tied it neatly into a high ponytail, and put on a military training cap. Along the track, ran slowly.
The back is arrogant, like a white swan.
The girl with braided braids, after seeing the two of them leaving, hesitated for a moment, and followed.
"Lulu, what shall we do?"
By the flower bed, a girl said.
Lulu snorted contemptuously, "Idiot!"
"We just stay here, when they run to the last half of the lap, we will follow."
She still doesn't believe it, what can the instructor do with her.
When Li Jiao ran to the second lap, it was actually her bottom line. The blazing sun hit her, as if all the moisture on the body was evaporated.
There seemed to be two big rocks tied to her legs, which made her slower and slower. She was supporting her waist, her chest was stuffy, and now she felt hot and painful every time she exhaled.
On the last lap, she got slower and slower. In the end, it can only become pacing and walking slowly.