Seeing the instructor's upright look, I didn't say anything more and fell straight down.

Holding the hot cement with both hands, hour after hour.

The instructor snorted coldly, ignored me, and called the numbers to supervise the students to do push-ups.

After completing thirty push-ups, some students seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

The physical strength of these top students is really not that good.

The instructor shouted loudly: "Please stand up straight, everyone looks like a girl."

"I'm so tired after doing a few push-ups."

"What's the use of having good grades in school?"

"If we go to the battlefield in the future, you won't even be able to do logistics."

"Military training only lasts for ten days. During these ten days, I will be the king. If anyone wants to take advantage of me, don't blame me for punishing you to death."

"..."

The instructor shouted word by word, declaring his dominance.

I stayed on the ground and listened quietly.

Within half an hour, my palms started to hurt and big beads of sweat began to fall down.

The instructor still ignored me and severely disciplined the students.

When the hour was up, I rolled over and lay on the ground, with traces of blood oozing from my palms.

I couldn't bend my elbows or knees. Once I fell down, I couldn't stand up.

The instructor came over and said condescendingly: "Who told you to stop?"

"Report, one hour is up!" I said.

"Not yet!"

"Here we go, I started at nine o'clock, now..."

The instructor shouted loudly: "I haven't arrived yet! Get up! Keep going!"

I raised my hand and showed my palm to the instructor.

"What do you mean?" The instructor looked at me disdainfully: "Is this small injury a big deal?"

I didn't say anything. This guy seemed to be deliberately trying to embarrass me.

There was a muffled "pop" sound, and the instructor kicked me on the waist: "Get up!"

"Can't get up..." I shook my head.

The instructor bent down and helped me up: "You can't bend your joints, but can you stand in a military posture?"

"able!"

"Go over there and stand in a military posture. You won't stop until I tell you to stop." The instructor pointed not far away.

"good."

I agreed and jumped over directly, imitating the way the instructor taught them just now and standing straight.

Time passed by noon, and my clothes were basically soaked with sweat.

I don’t know what kind of high technology the human skin mask on my face is, but it is not affected at all.

Standing in the military posture is not boring. You can watch them practice and get familiar with these classmates.

The girl Wang Li brought before was also there, and she seemed to look at me with a somewhat complicated look.

Have lunch and have an hour's rest.

Suddenly I was the only one left in the originally bustling playground.

Before leaving, the instructor told me that if I couldn't hold on any longer, I would get out and there would be no need to participate in the military training.

I am born to be strong and refuse to admit defeat, and I have a foundation in ancient martial arts. I can stand for three days and three nights just by standing like this.

In the afternoon, the instructor still ignored me, and other students also regarded me as a transparent person. In order to avoid being punished, no one came to say a word to me even during the break.

I spent the entire afternoon watching my classmates train.

In the evening, the military training ended and the freshmen began to disperse one after another.

I still stood as straight as a telephone pole.

The freshmen pointed at me and talked about me, but I didn't care at all.

And the instructor just looked at me and left directly without saying that I could leave.

I was too lazy to pay attention and continued to stand in a military posture, motionless as a clock.

At night, I felt a numbing sensation in my elbows and knees, which seemed to be accelerating recovery.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that when standing in a military posture, the hands and feet must be straight and exerted, which can stimulate the joints.

It might get better this way faster.

It was late at night, so I decided not to leave at all. It would be best if I could recover faster, and at the same time, I could kill that instructor's spirit.

One night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, the new students arrived one after another and were surprised to see me still standing there.

I didn't bother to care about them. After standing in a military posture all night, my elbows and knees could already be slightly bent.

"Have you been standing here all night?" The square-faced instructor's voice came from behind.

"Report, yes!"

"Aren't you moving?" the instructor asked doubtfully.

"Report, yes!"

"Why do I not believe it so much?" The instructor walked up to me and looked at me with his head tilted.

I looked straight ahead and shouted loudly: "Report, believe it or not!"

"Hey, you are still a bitch!" the instructor said and pushed me hard with his hand.

I leaned back, pushed my ankle hard, and jumped back a big step, but still stood firmly.

"You really can lie. If you stand all night, will your feet be numb? Can you still stand?" The instructor said disdainfully: "You can continue to stand in a military posture today."

"Report, just stand! Whoever is a coward is a bastard." I didn't give in at all, and my tone was even firmer.

I felt very good after the jump just now, and I already have some feeling in my knees and elbows.

There was roaring laughter from the surrounding phalanx, and the instructor shouted loudly: "No matter what you laugh at, stand still for me, and stay in military posture for half an hour."

The sun slowly rose up into the sky, a burning feeling spread all over my body, and sweat began to pour out, gradually soaking my clothes.

I remained motionless, but there was a growling sound in my stomach.

I'm hungry. I had breakfast yesterday morning, but I haven't eaten anything yet, and my mouth is dry.

At noon, the weather was not good, and the scorching sun was still scorching me.

The freshmen were all dismissed to have lunch and lunch, and I felt a little unable to hold on.

The square-faced coach was sitting not far away, looking at me with a smile, as if he wanted to see how long I could hold on.

I stared at him calmly, my face full of dissatisfaction.

"Do you want to drink some water? This can easily lead to heatstroke."

A gentle female voice came from behind, and then a thin body appeared in front of me.

It's the girl that Wang Li took with him before.

I was not polite and said: "Thank you, but I have to trouble you to feed me..."

The girl didn't refuse, she put a bottle of water to my mouth and thoughtfully prepared a straw.

I was just about to drink water when Wang Li's voice came from behind me:

"Mengmeng, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Wang Li's voice, Chen Meng was stunned and his hands trembled unconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, a hand stretched out and knocked the water from Chen Meng's hand.

"Boy, do you still want to drink water? Wasn't it quite arrogant yesterday?" Wang Li came up to me, looking like he wanted to kiss me on the face.

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and closed my eyes directly.

"Why are you here?" the girl asked in a low voice.

Wang Li sneered: "Huh, this guy is now a colonel and famous. He has stood here all day and all night without moving."

"He really didn't move?" The instructor also came over.

Wang Li replied: "He was motionless, like a wooden sculpture. The man in the security room watched him all night."

The instructor just turned to look at me: "You can do it."

As he said that, he picked up the water on the ground, only half a bottle was left.

"Drink, let me see your limit. Did you know that the record for standing in military posture in the military is thirty-six hours? Although your posture is not very standard, you can last for thirty hours. I admire you.

He is a man."

I didn't speak, but opened my mouth and sucked the water clean.

Thirty hours should be only two or three hours short.

I don’t mean to suffer from this, because I find that standing in military posture can really speed up the recovery of my joints.
Chapter completed!