The Prodigal Son of the Empire

When the time comes, relax.

They all kicked their legs, thinking that this was the end.

However, Wang Kang continued: "Take a break for half an hour and continue!"

"Ah! Do you want to continue?"

"My legs are sore!"

"The man in black really hit him!"

Most of the people complained incessantly and showed embarrassment on their faces. Only at this moment did they understand that standing in the military posture is not difficult, it is rare to persevere...

When the break time came, Wang Kang asked everyone to stand in a military posture again.

This is a basic movement that must be mastered, and it is also a kind of correction and habit formation.

No one expected that the first item that came at the beginning was this novel military posture.

And this stop is all morning.

And Wang Kang seems to be able to hold their limit just right, whenever it is really difficult to persist, he is asked to stop and rest for a while...

As time goes by, the sun rises higher and higher.

The hot weather is even more difficult.

Everyone is sweating profusely, and there is a feeling that they are more tired than working.

But even so, they dare not move.

Because there was a man in black staring at them, and if there was a trace of irregularity, he came to beat them with a teaching stick. It was a real beat without the slightest hesitation.

Many people's hands were drawn red.

Wang Kang is sitting on a high platform at the moment, and there is a big folding parasol on top of his head, looking down like this.

"Master Kang, is this kind of training meaningful?"

Zhou Qing asked suspiciously from the side.

"Of course there is,"

Wang Kang explained: "They used to have various occupations before, and they are used to being free and undisciplined. The first item is to let them understand the rules first!"

Zhou Qing had no doubts about him, and he believed in Wang Kang in every possible way.

His eyes swept across the scene, and he said in surprise: "Master Kang, have you found out?"

"Those special people you originally recruited, on the contrary, persisted better."

Wang Kang heard the words and looked over, there were not many of these people, about fifty or sixty, and they were indeed different from other people.

The first round of conscription this time was very strict.

All need to go through strength, physical fitness tests, and age requirements.

Simply put, they are all strong men.

About the same height, well-proportioned build.

As for these people, tall and short, fat and thin, there are obvious differences at a glance.

Therefore, they appear special and are taunted by others.

Listing them out is not for Wang Kang's discrimination, but for the orderliness of the queue.

In fact, Wang Kang paid more attention to these people, because they all had their own particularities and skills.

Moreover, after Wang Kang selected these specialties, they are all very useful in war.

Perhaps it is precisely because they seem out of tune with others that they hold back their energy even more.

Like Naba Ming, it can be seen that his entire clothes have been soaked in sweat, but he is still gritting his teeth!

"It's a good seedling."

Wang Kang sighed in his heart...

The whole morning was spent in a military posture, and people were looking forward to noon, when they could rest and eat.

"Take a break!"

Zhou Qing yelled, and the recruits breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound, and relaxed.

After training in the morning, they have memorized a few passwords, stand at attention, rest...

Wang Kang walked to the front and said loudly, "Dinner is ready now!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and some people were already busy moving!

"What are you doing, line up, if anyone walks around, there will be no food!"

Wang Kang shouted loudly, making everyone startled.

Next, soldiers took them to a place to eat.

This military camp was built just outside the city, covering a large area, enough to accommodate it.

The place to eat is also in the barracks, and Wang Kang has already hired a special cook.

Before arriving at the place, I could smell the aroma of rice from a distance.

Although I was very hungry, I queued up consciously and did not dare to make mistakes.

Because, beside them, a man in black with a teaching stick was watching over them.

The food is very good, it is white rice, and there are not many dishes, but people are pleasantly surprised to find that there is meat in it, and there is a lot of oil and water.

This treatment is really good!

The recruits all sighed, and then gobbled it up.

After eating, they went back to the camp to rest. Wang Kang had already divided them into teams of 20 people.

The lunch break is over, and the training program in the afternoon is still standing in a military posture...

Everyone complained endlessly, hoping that Master Kang could change the project, the first day of recruit training, just like this...