The fur general of the pirate navy

The martial arts field at the g5 base was bustling with activity.

The crowd was dense, tens of thousands of people, and surrounded the city in a large circle. There were four groups of people inside, waiting there for arrangements.

These people are the two hundred people selected from the Gael fleet, and the three teams of 200 people selected by the three captains Fowles, Grandy, and Crowe are not 200 people selected from the three teams. It would be unfair to come and fight Gale's team at this time, and this was also a private contest between the three of them.

The people they picked out were not carefully selected by them, and they were asked to randomly select ordinary soldiers below second lieutenant. There is no particularly powerful type. They just test the basic qualities of a team, so there is nothing specially selected.

"Tell me what to do first."

Gale glanced at the three of them.

Although the Navy usually has many training items, there are only a few group training items, including weight-bearing long-distance running, weight-bearing push-ups, and weight-bearing frog jumps. The first three are the most commonly used in group training, so at this time it is also By default, there are three to compete with.

"Since everyone has surrounded the field, let's do push-ups with weights first."

Crow stood in front of the comparison, and he spoke first. However, the other two people didn't have anything to say about the comparison, and they all nodded.

"Okay, let's get started."

Gale also nodded.

"Come here, help someone carry 30 kilograms of weight, and training begins."

Crowe spoke in a loud voice and seemed a little confident. In fact, he also felt that his soldiers were actually first-class players, so he felt that he should be able to get good results this time.

"slow down"

A discordant sound came out, and everyone looked at the source of the sound. It turned out that it was the real owner, Lieutenant General Gale, who had spoken this time.

"My lord, this is"

Crowe was a little confused, and he did gossip over and over again in his mind. Could it be that this adult has given up?

"Oh, it's nothing. It just feels a little light. Let's put 60 kilograms on it."

"what"

Everyone thought they had heard wrong. Ordinary soldiers and most ordinary humans did not have many special races. For example, the fur race, the long-hand race, the giant race, many special races had special physiques, and their numbers were relatively rare. Generally, they would not enter the navy from ordinary races. Starting from soldiers, 60% of this world is still ordinary human beings, so if it is kilograms, some skinny soldiers will be about the same weight.

It's equivalent to the weight of an ordinary person. It's not that they can't carry it. It can be said that everyone here can carry it, but it doesn't mean that they can train normally. There is a big difference in this.

An ordinary person can walk normally, but if he is asked to carry a load of 60 kilograms, he will already be hunched over, let alone run. Although the physique of the soldiers is better than that of ordinary people, a kilogram load is definitely too heavy. A more difficult type.

Compared to everyone's surprise, the people in Gale's fleet were used to it and kept their expressions calm, and were not surprised at all.

Because their usual basic soldier training requires Gale to train at 50 kilograms, which is 20 kilograms more than the Navy's standard, so this is where Gale's confidence lies. He usually has strict requirements so that there will be no temporary cramming. Gale I have always known that a person alone cannot achieve great things. A person who achieves great things must have a large group of people behind him. Therefore, while Gale is strict with himself, he is also strict with his subordinates.

So 60 kilograms is just a doubled amount for other people, but for them, it is just a range that they can adapt to.

"Why is this the only request I have?"

Gale looked at the surprised people and lit another fire.

"Okay, 60 is 60, who is afraid of whom?"

Grandy gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind.

60 kilograms is nothing to him, and his strength means that it is no big deal for him to get kilograms, but it is very difficult for his subordinates.

But this is not an excuse. Should he admit that his subordinates are not as good as others? He can't afford to lose face. Moreover, his subordinates can definitely bear the load, but he doesn't know what the situation is. Who knows if this lieutenant general is It might just be a scary idea.

"it is good"

The other two people had no choice but to agree. They couldn't give in when things got like this. Just one word, do it.

"Let's get started. Let's all carry 60 kilograms of weight."

Gale gave the order calmly.

After a while, a large number of green vests appeared and were taken over by a group of soldiers.

From the beads of sweat in the soldier's hair and the strained look on his hands, you can clearly see how heavy it is.

This is a weight-bearing vest made by the Navy for soldier training. There are many grids inside, which can hold iron pieces that are ten times heavier than ordinary iron developed by the scientific troops. There are 6 pieces inside, and each piece weighs ten kilograms. Exactly 60 kilograms.

Just taking it from the nearby warehouse, these soldiers were already sweating profusely. It was obvious that the battle ahead was heavier than imagined.

An invisible pressure spread in the field, and the people who were whispering were relieved. The field was very quiet. Everyone quietly looked at the hundreds of people who were loading the weights, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After more than half an hour, everyone had finished carrying the weights and had already stood up, looking at the young commander in the middle, waiting for his order to start the competition. No matter what, after putting on these weights, everyone felt like they were carrying It's like being hooked on something, and he's full of fighting spirit.

"Start"

Gale gave an order, followed by the sound of brushing, and the sound of metal clanking again. Hundreds of people all lay down, with their hands on the ground. From time to time, someone's vest fell down and one of them couldn't control it. The floor immediately made a clanging sound as metal collided.

"1"

As a voice sounded, it was one of the officers who was originally responsible for training at the base. He was also responsible for calling the numbers this time. When his word "1" sounded, everyone on the field sank in a tacit understanding, and then floated back neatly.

"2"

As the sound sounded again, another picture appeared again.

"3"

"4"

"5"

"6"

"7"

"8"

As each word sounded, the movements of these hundreds of people rose and fell, and the onlookers were also silently clutching their hearts and praying silently. At this time, these people were undoubtedly everyone's heroes.

A minute passed, and the number still counted 20.

Two minutes, three minutes, four minutes

Time passed bit by bit, and everyone's foreheads were similar to those on the field, and they were all covered with fine beads of sweat.

The quality of the New World Navy is really not outstanding. Even though Gale's soldiers usually train like this, but now more than 20 minutes have passed, they are just starting to feel a little unsteady. Gale also silently nodded for them in his heart. Liked it.