Chapter 211

The first night the Red Star boxers flew to the United States.

The room is quite comfortable. It's not the kind of room with 20 or so people in one room. It's a standard four person room. There's no private bathroom and no entertainment tools.

It's not that the U.S. United Nations is inhumane and doesn't give entertainment. It's that in real training, soldiers have no time for entertainment. Almost all of them sleep in bed and have no time for entertainment.

Half past one in the morning, while everyone was sleeping, members of the Red Star Club experienced what is called a midnight raid for the first time.

Every single room for four people is equipped with a huge horn, so you don't have to be afraid to sleep in the middle of the night. The power of the horn can wake people who sleep again.

At 1:30 in the morning, no one thought that the first night they arrived, the horn would ring like crazy.

"Damn it." Wang Meng only felt pain all over his body. The fall of coach whip didn't make him feel uncomfortable. It was the soft memory on his chest when coach whip wrestled that made him have endless aftertaste and can't forget.

He was imagining the moment when he took off the whip coach and the mask on his face, but he was awakened by the harsh sound of the trumpet.

"Come on, just ten minutes."

Wang Meng is still in the same place, outside has begun to messy footsteps, in a hurry, like jumping outside the dormitory. At the beginning, a dormitory came in and urged Wang Meng to come back. There was only ten minutes left for them to go up the mountain.

Peak training ground.

The four instructors stood in the center of the training ground. Behind them, a row of U.S. soldiers stood aside. All of them stood in the same place and said nothing.

The last two arrived were Wang Meng and a gang. They were responsible for calling everyone up, and finally they went here.

"Report, request to queue."

Wang Meng and a gang broke the silence.

"I said, how long does it take to get to the training ground?" Yang Xiao's voice is not polite. Through the voice changer, this electronic voice is extremely cold.

"Ten minutes." All of them answered together.

"Who can tell me exactly how much time it takes now?" Yang Xiao asked.

Silence, dead silence.

"Instructor, there's no way to do that." Wang Meng was not afraid of death and roared.

"Is it?" Yang Xiao went straight to Wang Meng and patted him on the elbow. "I don't know if it's OK here?"

"Report to the instructor, it's almost good." Wang Meng can smell a breath of danger from the magic flute instructor in front of him.

"How many minutes will it take to get to the foot of the mountain when I throw you down?" Yang Xiao shoots Wang Meng with his eyes, which makes Wang Meng get goose bumps.

"Report to instructor, I don't know." Wang Meng said in a loud voice.

The magic flute instructor didn't say a word, but directly kicked Wang Meng's chest. Wang Meng was like a vented ball. At first, he was stunned in mid air for a long time, then tore out a pig like scream, and then accelerated to be kicked away.

The dust is flying.

Wang Meng felt that he had smashed out a huge pit, and his chest was as painful as a few broken bones.

Before Wang Meng reacts, Yang Xiao has reached his side again.

"Do you think you can get here in ten minutes at your speed?" Yang Xiao's voice laughs wickedly. It's a bit like laughing at Wang Meng's overconfidence.

Wang Mengsheng was in pain. He didn't have time to speak.

"Silence is OK?" Yang Xiao gave a sinister smile, and then kicked Wang Meng up like a ball. Then he kicked back in the direction of the crowd.

Moreover, this time, the sound is even louder, just like a shell blowing up the ground.

"Can you stand up, softie?" When Yang Xiao's words came to Wang Meng's ears, it was like a wonderful catalytic reaction. After such a toss, Wang Meng could even stand up with his teeth clenched.

"Yes." Wang Meng snorted coldly and said nothing.

"I tell you, it took you 25 minutes to get here at the latest, and it took the earliest one nearly 20 minutes. This is the first time. As a punishment, we'll start the ten kilometer pull run. If next time, we'll increase by multiple, do you hear me?"

Yang Xiao's voice sounds so cold and inhumane, but looking at Wang Meng, everyone seems to be burning up endless fighting spirit. They want to fight with Yang Xiao. They like to tell the magic flute instructor that they can do it.

"I hear you."

"Oh, yes." Yang Xiao said with a bad smile, "in my team, there is no praise, only punishment, the last two, you say, what punishment?"

"Report to the instructor." There are already many people in the team who can't help but start to beg for Wang Meng and Gangzi.

"He said

"Wang Meng and a gang both reached the goal because they wanted to help us and urged us to come. They should not be punished."

A voice came out of the crowd, and then a succession of voices of approval also sounded from among them.

"My rules have been set. No matter what the reasons are, the last one is the last one and will be treated differently. This is the first time. Why don't you do a hundred push ups? "

Yang Xiao's eyes were extremely lethal. He looked contemptuously at all the people present. He knew that Wang Meng could not do push ups in this situation.

Wang Meng's chest seemed to be blocked by the above things, and his chest was very painful.

"It's the instructor." Wang Meng stood up, lying on the ground and couldn't get up at all.

"Report to the instructor, Mengzi can't do so much now. I'll do it instead of him." Ah Gang fell down and said, "I'll make 200."

One hundred push ups are just a little bit exhausted for them in normal times. Strong push ups can keep up, but Wang Meng's current situation is not good at all.

"Which onion do you think you are?" Yang Xiao glanced at a gang, "what qualifications do you have to do for him?"

"We are all willing to do it instead of him." Red Star all stood up at this moment. They were afraid that the magic flute instructor in front of them would not like to see Wang Meng. Wang Meng might be abandoned.

"Remember, you're a group, 200 push ups per person, so he doesn't have to do it. Get ready." Yang Xiao's voice seemed to give all the red star players a honey, which made everyone very excited.

"I can." Wang Meng pulled a voice, unexpectedly follow everybody, strong support body, did.