Chapter 1859: Disagree

"Hahahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter around, and there were people whistling and whistling.
While everyone was surprised by Qiao Zhen, many people nodded: "As expected, he is the son of Minister Qiao. This ability is really good."
"Stand at attention!" With a serious roar and the whistle was blown, an instructor ran over with a team.
Everyone hurriedly stood at attention, after all, they were freshmen who had just joined the army, and their movements were not neat.
Sports school students are busy getting up from the ground.
The instructor yelled: "Why did the crowd gather to make a noise?"
The instructor was thin and serious, with a face full of wind and frost. Every time he yelled a sentence, he would shake the ground three times, and no one dared to answer this question.
The instructor pointed at Qiao Zhen: "You, answer!"
"I just competed with a freshman, so I just..."
"Competition? Is this the place where you compete? This is the army, the barracks! There are rules and discipline, not where you fight and fight!" the instructor roared, "Everyone, all of you will run fifty laps!"
As soon as the instructor came, they gave them a good start.
Everyone looked at each other, didn't they just look at the excitement, would they be implicated? But no one dared to object, including the sports school student. This is the place to be screened. Everyone has to undergo rigorous training.
From the moment they enter the gate, they can no longer do anything privately.
The harder you resist, the harder you will be suppressed.
"But..." Qiao Zhen stood up and said, "If you want to punish the person who fights, the others are innocent. Especially the ones on the side, they just passed by and there was no crowd."
The instructor took out the pointer and poked it on Joe Zhen's chest: "Who do you think you are? What place do you think this is? Entering this place, there is no pleading, no rebuttal! The rest, fifty laps, run! You, a hundred laps!"
Someone has already put down the bag and is about to run, the instructor shouted: "Don't let down the bag!"
Qiao really wanted to say something, the instructor waved his whip: "Run!"
Someone ran past Qiao Zhen: "Young Master Qiao, don't think that your father is Minister Qiao and you can lie to him. This place is different from where you used to live."
Joe really bit his lip and had to run.
Although his physical strength is not weak, the so-called fifty laps are extremely high-strength, because every lap here is very far away.
Those guys who are tall and big after running more than 20 laps can't stand it. Although Qiao Zhen barely managed to reach 30 laps, he still felt that his legs were filled with lead, and he lifted his footsteps as if he weighed a thousand pounds. , And one more step can only be supported by willpower.
The instructor took the soldiers and drove them away with their pointers. Everyone who stopped would be yelled, kicked, and urged. Nothing was spared.
Qiao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, desperately not to fall down, and persisted hard.
The instructor roared: "If you didn't finish running according to the regulations, throw out the gate for me now. Don't stay here to participate in any screening as soon as possible! It's best to go to the two-year compulsory military service, and then quickly retire and return to your mother's arms. Here, go and eat milk obediently! Don't waste food in the army!"
After being urged and scolded by the instructor, a few people finally finished running, but they couldn't get up when they fell to the ground like limp mud.