Rebirth of the Red Makeup in the Military Camp

Resist motion sickness? Su Mu was slightly relieved, because she had been a little carsick before, so Zhao Ji gave her some simple training on how to resist motion sickness.

Walking into the training room, Su Mu took a rough look. It was divided into two rows on the left and right, with an aisle in the middle. The names of the training rooms were written next to the doors on both sides.

First, the first room on the left is the anti-sickness room!

Eagle opened the door and walked in, followed closely by Su Mu and Number 11 and Number 24.

As you walk in, the first thing that catches your eye is the three large windmills, each occupying a corner.

That's right, the appearance is no different from a windmill, except that there are four black elastic bands around the outside, and there are two male soldiers inside that I have never seen before.

"Come on, come on, move around first!" The eagle turned around with a mysterious smile on his face.

Su Mu inexplicably felt a little unwell.

"Yes!"

Then Eagle made way for the three men to move their bodies around.

Eagle looked at his watch and saw that five minutes had passed. He waved to the three of them and said, "Okay, come over here!"

The three people who were moving quickly stopped and stood in a row facing the eagle.

The eagle suddenly smiled and said, "Come on, each of you pick your favorite windmill, and then... just stand in front of it!"

A big question mark appeared in Su Mu's mind. What is this for?

Although the three were confused, they each picked a "windmill" and stood in front of it.

Sumu walked to the "windmill" in the northeast corner and stood in front of it. When he got closer, he saw that the windmill had several iron hoops with black elastic bands attached to them.

Eagle and the other two walked towards them respectively. Eagle came towards Sumu. "Step on it!" he said as he walked over.

Su Mu turned her head and took a look. She doubted whether she could stand steadily.

The eagle's actions gave the answer: it couldn't stand steadily! But there was no one to help him, so he walked forward and held the windmill to prevent it from shaking too much.

Seeing that he was like this, Su Mu stepped on it without hesitation. She put her hand into the iron hoop, and her whole body was in the shape of a "big" character, holding the iron hoops on both sides tightly with both hands.

When Laoying saw her stepping on it steadily, he immediately came over and wrapped the elastic bands in several iron hoops around Su Mu's hands and feet.

"Is it tight?" Eagle adjusted it.

"Fortunately!"

"Okay! Remember to call me if it gets tight!" Then he started to push again.

"It's tight, it's tight!" Su Mu felt that he was being tightly clamped down on it.

The same thing happened to No. 11 and No. 24 on the other two sides. After a few minutes, all three of them were tied to the "windmill".

At this time, Eagle and the other two walked to the side of the windmill, and then under the gaze of the three people, they turned it vigorously with their hands.

With this turn, Su Mu felt as if he was thrown into a drum. The world was spinning around him and he was really going to explode!

At first Su Mu kept her eyes open, but after turning around a dozen times, she felt stomach acid rising up and was about to vomit out the food she had eaten at noon.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah, instructor...I'm going to...vomit!" Su Mu had just closed his eyes when he heard No. 11's inhumane scream.

"Hold it in and don't vomit. If you vomit, you will have to clean the toilet for five days!" The instructor next to No. 11 yelled loudly, and the speed of his hands turned faster.

"Open your eyes! Do you have to keep your eyes closed on the plane?" As soon as the voice came out, the eagle on Sumu's side changed its usual calm tone and shouted loudly at Sumu.

Su Mu was forced to open his eyes again, but he really couldn't bear it. Under such high-speed rotation, Su Mu felt that he was going to vomit in mid-air in the next second.

She felt her head was really buzzing and the world in front of her was spinning. Oh my god, every second felt like a year!

Number Eleven was also in a miserable state. He was really about to vomit, but when he heard those words, he swallowed the vomit that had already reached his throat back.

The reason is nothing more than him, he just doesn't want to clean the toilet!

They spun like this for about ten minutes. Su Mu felt numb from the spinning. Then, Old Eagle said loudly, "Stop!"

The windmills of several people slowly stopped. Lao Ying straightened the windmill and quickly untied several elastic bands for Sumu. The moment Sumu's feet touched the ground, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

The same happened to the other two. After a few seconds, Su Mu felt something surging in her throat. She quickly covered her mouth and tilted her head back.

"Here, vomit!" Old Eagle took out a black bag from somewhere and handed it to Su Mu. She saw it out of the corner of her eye, quickly took it and vomited into the bag.

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

Three sounds of vomiting were heard almost simultaneously in the training room. Old Eagle, who was standing nearby, looked at the three of them with sympathy, thinking that they had gone through the same thing in the past.

This time the three of them vomited everything they had eaten in the morning, leaving only a stomach full of sour water.

"Okay, the paper is there, just wipe it yourselves." Eagle pointed to the tissue hanging on the wall on the left.

Su Mu finally recovered from her dizzying perspective. She vomited everything. As soon as she stood up, her legs began to tremble. She supported herself on her knees with her hands for two seconds.

She walked over tremblingly and took a piece of paper to wipe her mouth.

The other two sat on the ground for a while before walking towards Su Mu.

The three of them just sat there leaning against the wall. Not long after, Eagle waved at them again and said, "Have you rested enough? Come on! Let's continue!"

No! We haven’t rested enough! The three of them wailed in their hearts.

But in the end, the arms were no match for the thighs, and the three of them were tied to the windmill again, and a new round of torture began!

After being turned over twenty times, Sumu could only think of one line of lyrics: "Big windmill...spinning slowly..."

In this way, several people were dominated by the big windmill for the whole afternoon. The rest time was getting shorter and shorter, and the time they stayed on it was getting longer and longer.

Circle... again and again, Su Mu felt dizzy. If she could go down and walk a few steps at this moment, her walk would definitely be more exciting than that of someone who had just drunk ten kilograms of white wine.

Ugh... Oops! This feeling comes again!

Su Mu could no longer think about anything else and could only concentrate on fighting the feeling of vomiting.

In this way, they were tied to the big windmill and turned for an entire afternoon, and were not let down until five o'clock in the afternoon.

The moment she landed, Su Mu felt like she was stepping on cotton on the hard floor. Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

"Okay, just adapt yourself today. By the way, friendly reminder, it's time to eat. Good luck to you!" The eagle looked cheerful.