Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

The three-centimeter-thick wooden plank broke as soon as it was broken, and these students who had never been in combat practice were stunned. They had a faint feeling that "repeat" seemed to be waving to them.

The instructor who disliked the students' inattention was finally satisfied, he laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, this is just a demonstration, not your training content."

The worms were about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the instructor changed the subject: "Your movements are not that simple, at least they have reached the elementary level." After speaking, the assistant instructor Myla, who showed male worms, explained.

Myra stepped forward to take over from the instructor and stood in the middle, and demonstrated the assessment requirements to the students through a series of slow motions: "The elementary level requires you to learn to walk forward, lunge, kick forward with the upper part of the pole, and punch with step..."

The fighting practice ended successfully in the stretching of the students grinning their teeth, but this was only the beginning of the terrifying training, and the subsequent physical training made them even more miserable.

The good nap time is gone, and the leisurely little days are in vain. Huge is almost crying. If you ask him to rank the three practical courses in order of difficulty: shooting is the easiest, followed by fighting, and the most boring and difficult It's physical fitness!

It must be admitted that the eyes of the goddess of the starry sky are sharp. She tampered with her gender when she enrolled in the school. Now she has to swallow the consequences with tears and is forced to do physical training with the female insects.

Even with the experience of joining the army, Sugar's physical fitness is stronger than that of the academic males, but this cannot change the fact that he is a male. After all, there is a long distance from the females who are inherently superior in physical fitness. This distance directly leads to his The score in the physical fitness class was the bottom one, and it tragically became the "key focus" in the eyes of the instructors.

Huihui was exhausted from the training, he was exhausted, his thin arms were shaking with chopsticks, his muscles were slightly bent, and he screamed with soreness, and he never yelled "cancellation of the meal service".

It’s hard to survive the first week of hell. Although Sugar is still counting down in the physical fitness class, the muscles don’t hurt so much because they are used to the intensity of the training.

On this day, as the last one, he once again honorably won the "Instructor's Favor +1". He was so hungry that he shuffled back to the dormitory with his chest on his back. Have a drink of water first.

The empty stomach was filled instantly, and the hunger was relieved a bit. At this time, the door of the opposite bedroom opened, and Victor came out with a few books in his arms. At first, he saw Sugar for a moment, and then his eyes slowly moved down to the book in Sugar's hand. on the cup.

The training camp kept the entire academy busy. The Joint Operations Department gathered for a run at four in the morning every day, rain or shine. In addition to professional courses and academy training, Victor had to work as a teaching assistant for practical classes in his spare time. He was so busy.

Huger hasn't seen Victor for four days, only the boxed lunch that appeared in the refrigerator on time proves that he has been back. Today is not the weekend, and his good roommate is actually older than him. Huger couldn't help being a little surprised, and the next moment he found that he was straight Stare at yourself.

No, no, Sugar lowered his head following Victor's gaze...

No wonder there was water in the glass, it turned out to be Victor's!

After discovering the truth, it was more than embarrassing, Sugar's brain exploded, and he almost exploded on the spot.

Didn't I use Victor's cup to say—

"Uh... sorry." Sugar lowered his head in a hurry, his ears burning like fire, and he didn't dare to look at Victor at all.

"It's okay." Anyway, the glass was not in use yet, Victor didn't care, and poured another glass as usual, completely unaware that the other's heart was about to jump out of his nervousness when he walked past Sugar.

Victor also just came back. He felt a little thirsty after taking a shower, so he poured a glass of water and put it on the bar for later use, and then went back to the room to get a book. It happened that Sugar entered the door, and there was a time difference between the two.

The matching white mugs in the dormitory are exactly the same, Sugar is lazy, and Victor is not a bug who pursues visual enjoyment, so they are used to taking the mugs from the disinfection cabinet, washing them after use, and putting them back for re-sterilization.

wow wow wow-

The hot skin suddenly touched the cold water, the ice made Sugar tremble, and goosebumps covered his forearms instantly, but he ignored it and concentrated on peeking at Victor. Seeing his good roommate put the cup on his left hand, his heart was hanging The stone finally fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I am used to holding the cup with my right hand, so I didn't cough... As I thought about it, my finger touched my upper lip involuntarily, and the wet fingertips brought the coldness of tap water into my brain like an electric current, and the neurons in the cerebral cortex suddenly flashed like electric jellyfish You Lan, get active.

who am I?where am iwhat am i doing !

Realizing that his thoughts were a thousand miles away, Sugar's cheeks flushed, and what was even more terrible was that Victor just looked over at this moment, so shocked that he almost threw the mug out.

Ordinarily, the training intensity of liberal arts students is far worse than that of the joint combat department. Why does my roommate look like he was fished out of the water? He is wrapped tightly in cotton training clothes, his chest rises and falls faster than normal breathing, and his chestnut hair is sweaty. Strands stuck to the forehead and cheeks, and the whole worm looked small, pitiful and helpless.

Victor didn't know the inside story, and only thought that Sugar's blushing was due to overtraining, and couldn't help but remind him: "Don't eat within an hour after strenuous exercise, and take a bath after the sweat falls."

Two days passed, and it was the turn of the pitworm's physical training.

Sugar had just finished [-] obstacle courses. He put his hands on his knees, bent down and gasped for breath. The high-intensity exercise dispelled the coldness of the East, and the crystal beads of sweat flowed along the delicate skin to the tip of his small nose, dripping immediately.

One drop, two drops...the runway in front of the toes is full of circular water marks.

"Gather my cuties, you only have 3 minutes."

Before the students could recover from an exhausting training session, there was another whistling whistle that made insects gnash their teeth with hatred like a reminder.

In an instant, the entire outdoor training ground was filled with chaotic footsteps. Sugar habitually picked up the hem of his T-shirt and wiped his face indiscriminately, and quickly ran into the queue.

Three minutes later, the instructor led them to get their backpacks and walked out of the school gate. There were a row of large military trucks parked outside the gate. Before Sugar could see how many trucks there were in total, the insects were chased away like ducks on a shelf.

"Hurry up, hurry up, dawdling like a kindergarten bug, do you want the female father to carry you into the car?" The physical instructor was full of anger and had a rough voice, standing beside the car clapping and urging.

Shouting without a loudspeaker can make the ears buzz, as if an invisible big hand is holding the hearts of the students, pinching and releasing them, forcing the tense blood to flow quickly through the body and stimulating the nerves.

The more it is at this time, the more effective the training will be. The awareness and speed of the students have been greatly improved compared to before. They line up and jump into the cars one by one. When they are full, they walk away. There is not a long queue. All off.

The curtains around the compartment were tightly sealed, and the light was dim. Even if the two worms sat facing each other, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

The truck turned three turns, and the flat road gradually became bumpy. Sugar had to straighten his back and lean against the fence to avoid excessive shaking of his body.

During a chat with Sugar, Victor once heard Victor mention the mountain next to it, which belongs to the Third Military Academy. The facilities are more complete than the training ground in the academy. Large-scale actual combat exercises, multi-environment special operations training, and various small-scale simulated battles can be carried out.

What did the instructor want to practice by pulling several classes together into the mountain?

shooting?Group confrontation?still……

Huge, who has suffered enough, is used to thinking about the physical instructor for emergencies. Suddenly, someone stabbed his arm, and turned his head to find that it was an acquaintance: "Thomson?!"

He squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully identified for two seconds with the help of the faint light. The curly short hair, the small arrogant eyes, and the chin raised all the time—couldn’t it be that he read "Advanced Probability Theory" with himself last month? Thomson, who was used as a teammate of pigs because of his emotional intelligence.

Applied Mathematics and Military History don't need to take practical courses, so it's normal to train together, but Huge didn't expect that several classes merged and two bugs got into the same car today.

Just as Huge was about to speak, a handkerchief with a mild fragrance of fabric softener was stuffed into his arms, only to hear Thomson lower his voice and gritted his teeth: "What does it look like to wipe sweat in public? You are a female, Watch out for your reputation!"

mouth! ?

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ps I will edit the article tomorrow morning, and the next chapter will be updated at [-] o'clock, so the update prompts before [-] o'clock are not really updated.