"Clamp! If you can't clamp tightly, how can your shoulders be straight?"

"The belt is so loose, who are you kidding? Re-clip it!"

"Hold your hands higher and don't stand out."

"..."

Everyone was very active at the beginning, striving to complete every essential point.

But as time passed, everyone's posture began to change.

I can't hold my hands tightly.

Not only that, the shoulders and waist are always slumped.

"It's only ten minutes!"

"Can't you hold on for ten minutes?"

"I asked you to tighten it, where is your strength?"

Jiang Anping kept walking behind everyone and pushing their arms away.

"From now on, everyone whose arms are pushed away by me, or who takes action without permission, will stand in a military posture for five minutes longer."

"I'm talking about everyone!"

"If one person makes a mistake, the whole team will be punished! You must always remember that you are a collective!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Dazhuang showed a painful expression.

It’s so difficult.

The military posture continues.

Jiang Anping constantly corrected the postures of the new recruits.

When he walked behind Li Xiu, he paused slightly.

This guy really stands like that.

He broke Li Xiu's arm, and sure enough, Li Xiu's arm was tightly attached to his thigh.

Jiang Anping nodded silently and said nothing more.

Li Xiu's military posture is standard enough.

At this time.

The sun is like a furnace, rising slowly.

The Xinjiang region has the driest climate in the country and is exposed to direct sunlight all year round. Ultraviolet rays are very lethal to the human body.

Direct sunlight can cause pain on the side of a person's face.

Although the temperature is not high, the sunshine is even more unbearable.

But for the new recruits, what is more difficult is the psychological torture.
Chapter completed!