"I'm dizzy, too."

Shi Zhengxiang and Han Yangdao.

"Where are you?" Ye Xiao looked at Ma Shen. This guy has good endurance and it will take more than five hours to faint.

"I pretended to faint once while running. Unfortunately, I was discovered by the military doctor waiting by the side. I couldn't figure it out. How did that military doctor know that I was fake dizzy?" Ma was helpless. "The military doctor told the instructor about my fake dizziness. The instructor was so angry that he punished me for doing 500 push-ups and then stood in a military posture."

"I really can't stand the military posture, so I fainted on purpose again." Ma Ling said sadly: "But the military doctor found out that I was faked to be fainted again, so she told the instructor again."

"The instructor punished you again?" Ye Xiao said with a smile.

He told me that rotten wood cannot be carved. I had already had resentment towards him, but he actually dared to say that to me. I said that his wall of dirt should not be ruined. He was angry and wanted to fight with me. I said that whoever was afraid of whom, I fought with him.

"Lost?" Ye Xiao knew Ma's spirit's character. If he had won, he would have boasted about the fact that he had come to heaven and would have looked depressed?

"Lost."

“How long did you play?”

"A few minutes."

"You lost in a few minutes?" Ye Xiao was shocked. Ma's spiritual kung fu foundation was not inferior to him at all.

"Yes." Ma Shennian said: "The instructors in this army are all perverted masters, and even the beautiful foreign language teachers are also masters."

Ye Xiao was shocked again: "Teach foreign language?"

"Yes, we have to learn several languages. English, Japanese, French, German..."

Ye Xiao took a breath.

"Are we an international army?" Ye Xiao guessed: "Otherwise, what should I do if I have to learn so many languages?"

"It's very likely."

"Hey, it's the turn of wrestling today, training in the muddy paddy fields." Ma Ling sighed: "It's been training until now."

"Have you had lunch?"

The three of them shook their heads, "I ate a few breads."

The instructor asked us to "kill each other" and said that we could only complete today's task when we could only stand up. Ma said depressedly, so he fought until now and came back.

"Are you the last one standing?" Ye Xiao believed in the strength of Ma Ling.

Ma Shen shook his head: "It's not me, it's Changcheng."

"You didn't beat him?"

"It's all because of that fat man Tian Ye. He insisted that I fight with him. I'm sorry, fat man has great quality, great inertia, and good kung fu. I took a lot of effort to get him over. At that time, I had no strength at all and met Changcheng again, so I lost at his hands. If it weren't for the fat man, who would win or lose, wouldn't be sure." Ma Shen said the fat man Tian Ye looked angry.

"Oh..." Ma Shen sighed to the sky.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and go to bed. Maybe we will face more difficult training tomorrow." Shi Zhengxiang said.

The four of them returned to their own room, and Ye Xiao also went back, lying on the bed, recalling the story of Ma Ling and others. Ye Xiao felt more and more that this army was not simple. A new generation! A new generation!

The troops are called "New Generation!"

What does "new generation" mean?

He slept until nine o'clock the next morning, and Ye Xiao opened his eyes. He stretched comfortably. After washing up, Ma Ling and the other three got up one after another.

"By the way, I have been missing for ten days. What do Uncle Qing and the others say?" Ye Xiao asked. Uncle Qing is the father of Miss Xiao Wu and is also the one who let him escape the Fang family's disaster. Ye Xiao is very grateful.

"Uncle Qing said that he is so old, will he still get lost? He will come back when it should be." Ma Shen said the original words of the Qinghou General.

"Just say that." Ye Xiao hesitated.

"That's what I said." Shi Zhengxiang and Han Yang both nodded. "Uncle Qing is very calm."

On the way to have breakfast, Ye Xiao met the fat man Tian Ye, and Ye Xiao's chin almost fell to the ground.

"Are you a fat man?" Ye Xiao looked at the man who had lost weight in front of him.

"Damn, who am I not a fat man?" The fat man rolled his eyes. "Boy, where have you been in the past few days?"

"I've been picking up girls." Ye Xiao said with a smile.

"If you don't believe it, it doesn't look like you are picking up girls." The fat man looked disbelief.

"I can't do it if you don't believe it." Ye Xiao looked at the fat man with a smile: "But you have lost weight very quickly these days, and you have lost so much weight."

"But, he is still fat." Ye Xiao told the truth. Although the fat man had lost weight, he was still the fattest among the 1901 clans. Yao Jianfei, who was with Changcheng and the others, was not as fat as Tian Ye.

"This damn training, I don't know how much I trained my flesh." The fat man complained.

"Wait a minute and eat more." Ye Xiao quickly "comfort" it. The breakfast was still rice noodles, and the taste was very good. After breakfast, Ye Xiao and the others returned to their respective courtyards. Except for Ye Xiao, everyone else was trained to be very difficult and just wanted to lie softly on the bed.

The whistle has not sounded yet.

Ye Xiao and his party were in the middle of the street. As long as the whistle sounded, they rushed out immediately. Whether they were blowing on the street or at the end of the street, they were not worried that they would not be able to run away within a minute.

According to what Ma Ling and they said, the instructors here are strange. Sometimes they let you spend the day and train at night, sometimes they train during the day, and sometimes during the day.

It was not until an hour after lunch that a crisp whistle came to mind outside.

Ye Xiao lay on the bed, a carp erected, put on clothes, and shoes. Then he ran out quickly. The army sent a camouflage uniform specially trained. Ye Xiao tried it on for the first time and it fitted very well.

Ye Xiao and the other two rushed out of the courtyard and heard the whistle coming from the street.

"This instructor is a scheming expert." The four of them couldn't help but think that the street was about 500 meters long and had to arrive within one minute after hearing the whistle. Even if they were at the end of the street, they would run 500 meters in one minute. Moreover, under normal circumstances, they would have to wear shoes and clothes.

However, for Ye Xiao and the others living in the middle of the street, 250 meters was much easier, and the four of them were not late.

Ye Xiao suspected that the reason why they were allocated to the center of the street was that Uncle Qing took such a big advantage for the four of them because of Miss Xiao Wu's face.

The instructor is a birthday boy in his forties, wearing a camouflage uniform and a fascinating smile on his face.

"What is this instructor training?" Ye Xiao whispered Ma Shen.

"I don't know, it's the first time I see you." Ma Ling replied. "It seems to be another new project."

No matter who lives at the end of the street, he is still late in the end.

There are seven late ones.

"You seven should know the rules, right?" said the birthday star.

The seven nodded obediently.

Those who are late will be punished.

During the ten days when Ye Xiaowei was there, many people were punished after being late. The instructors seemed to like to swear. Few people were as good as Ximen Qing who were good-character and stood in the middle of the street and blew the whistle.

Either on the street or at the end of the street, it makes people feel resentful.

"How do you say you should punish them?" The birthday star looked at the twenty-nine people who were not late. "I will punish them as much as you say you should punish them?"

“Do push-ups.”

"Singing with your bare butt."

"Why would they let them take off their bare frogs and jump five hundred meters?"

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Everyone has been familiar with each other for more than ten days. Since the birthday leader instructor has asked him how to punish him, those who are not late will do all their tricks.

"I think it's better to let them fly in public." Fatty Tianye suddenly suggested.

"good."

"right."

"Flying in public? Airplanes."

As soon as the fat man's suggestion was expressed, almost everyone agreed. The seven late people looked at the fat man with black faces, wishing they could peel the fat man's bones.

"You are too hurt, aren't you?" The birthday boy laughed. "If I punish them like this, they will have to hate me to death."

"Let's do this, just like what they suggested at the beginning, just sing a song with bare ass," said the birthday boy.

The seven latecomers could only agree obediently. The instructors here are all perverted masters, and no one is not good at kung fu. Although they have never seen this birthday instructor, they also know that if the seven of them resist, the birthday instructor will be able to deal with them in two minutes.

The seven people took off their pants with bitter faces, and each of them started to sing a song "I Hate You". The seven people looked at the birthday star instructor with resentful eyes.

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Chapter completed!