Chapter 39: New Means

Sun Xiao sat opposite Gao Yuan and kept rubbing his sore legs. The leggings had been taken off, which made Sun Xiao feel a little more relaxed.

"If you didn't wear the leggings, you would be in more pain now!" Gao Yuan looked at Sun Xiao and smiled. In fact, he was not relieved. After all, he had a body that had been beaten for a long time in his previous life. I have never stopped exercising, but such a long-distance exercise is the first time after all.

"Bing Cao, you are too powerful!" Sun Xiao shook his head, "I could still see your back at first, but in the end, I can't even see your shadow. The gap is too big."

Gao Yuan laughed, "Sun Xiao, you're not as bad as you think, and I'm not as strong as you think. You just don't understand the reason!"

"Isn't this strong?" Sun Xiao opened his mouth wide, "Bing Cao, don't be ashamed of me, I know now that I am weak, I will try my best. Even if I can never be as good as Bing Cao, I always strive to see it. Soldier's back."

"Sun Xiao, do you know why you are so far behind?"

"My stamina is too bad."

Gao Yuan shook his head, "Your physical strength is not bad. You lost so badly this time and fell so far behind because your strategy was wrong."

"Strategy?" Sun Xiao looked at Gao Yuan, "Isn't it just running, what strategy is there?"

"You don't know me at all, and you don't know my strength? At the beginning, you desperately tried to keep up with my rhythm, don't you, you want to catch up with me, right?"

Sun Xiao nodded, "I didn't know Bing Cao was so powerful at first, but I really wanted to catch up with Bing Cao."

"That's it, you have fallen into my rhythm from the beginning, you are running with my rhythm, you have lost your own rhythm, and the difference in physical strength between the two of us determines you It's doomed to fail, in fact, if you don't follow my rhythm from the beginning, you'll reach the top sooner."

Sun Xiao was thoughtful.

"There is a section in the middle, you almost collapsed, right?" Gao Yuan asked with a smile.

"Yes." Sun Xiao told the truth, "If Yan Haibo hadn't caught up, I would have almost given up."

"Sun Xiao, you have to remember that at any time, you have to control your own rhythm, whether it's running, fighting, or fighting in the future, you have to follow your own rhythm, never follow the rhythm of others. , If you can make your opponent follow your rhythm, then you will win." Gao Yuan tapped on the table and said.

"I don't understand, Bing Cao!" Sun Xiao said, touching his nose.

"If you don't understand, just think about it slowly, let the brothers rest well, and continue tomorrow morning!"

"I see!" Sun Xiao scratched his head and walked out while thinking about Gao Yuan's words.

After a while, the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling resounded in each barracks, apparently Sun Xiao announced that he would repeat today's training subjects tomorrow.

Gao Yuan grinned, stretched out his hands, and gently rubbed his aching legs.

On this day, the barracks was extraordinarily quiet, and no soldiers came out to play on the parallel bars. Everyone was sore all over, especially one pair of legs, which were almost not theirs. We will continue tomorrow, and let's have a good rest today.

The next day, the training continued as usual. Gao Yuan deliberately slowed down his speed. Compared with yesterday, the speed of all the soldiers, including Sun Xiaoyan Haibo, was much slower. Gao Yuan was not in a hurry. He knew that it was not the soldiers being passive. For training subjects, it is a normal reaction after yesterday's large amount of exercise. Such a stage will probably last for several days. Once everyone recovers from this fatigue, their endurance quality will be improved qualitatively.

After the fifth day, the positive reaction that Gao Yuan had been expecting came as expected. Compared with the previous days, the soldiers' speed had obviously accelerated. After returning to the barracks, they also began to talk and laugh. , The figures of the soldiers competing for the game have begun to appear, and Gao Yuan knows that the most difficult period has passed.

The situation is getting better day by day, Gao Yuan found that the soldiers of this era, their ability to endure and tenacity are really beyond his expectations.

Although Cao Tiancheng did not participate in the brutal cross-country practice for more than ten consecutive days, he did not sit idle either. First, the whole team's breakfast fell on him alone. Second, during these ten days, according to Gao Yuan's orders, the barracks On the outside field, there are some new things.

One by one thick wooden stakes are erected, and wooden bars with the thickness of the bowl mouth are horizontally placed on them. Every one meter, there is such a horizontal bar standing, with sandbags hanging from it.

After more than ten days, the soldiers have fully adapted to this kind of long-distance running. They have reached the top of the mountain within the time specified by Gaoyuan. After they completed this target, Gaoyuan immediately announced that the cross-country long-distance running would be changed to once every two days. Then they run empty-handed, but they have to carry their own bedding rolls on their backs, bring their own weapons, and complete the training fully armed. During the ten-day rest, Gao Yuan taught them how to wrap their own bedding rolls with cloth tapes. into an easy-to-carry backpack.

Cao Tiancheng finally completed the lifting of the last sandbag. Looking at his work, Cao Tiancheng was very satisfied, "Bing Cao, do you think it's okay?"

Gao Yuan stepped forward, stretched out his fist and hit one of the sandbags, the sandbag swung high, no matter left, right, forward or backward, it would not bump into the other sandbags, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, Tiancheng, I have a heart. Yes, do it very carefully."

"The big guy runs like a dog every day, what is it for me to do such a thing?" Cao Tiancheng laughed.

"Bing Cao, what are you doing here? Do you want everyone to play sandbags to train their strength? But this distance is too close. It's better to spread them in a row and place them around the barracks." Sun Xiao came up and tried it. The weight of the sandbag, "It's a little light, and the sandbag is hit with one punch."

"It's not like that!" Gao Yuan laughed and walked straight to the middle of the sandbag, "Sun Xiao, look it up." He waved his arm and punched, and the sandbag in front of him swayed high, not waiting for the sandbag to fall, Gao Yuan punched another sandbag, kicked to the side, another sandbag flew up, turned sideways, the fourth sandbag flew high, and in a moment, the sandbags flew one by one. , Gao Yuan was dodging and dodging among the constantly flying sandbags, and only when there was no way to avoid it, did he throw his fists and legs, knocking these sandbags into the air again.

Sun Xiao was already stunned.

More soldiers running out of the barracks were also stunned, and the barracks was quiet.

A figure flashed in front of him, and Gao Yuan smiled and looked at the more than 100 soldiers under his command, "Who has the guts to give it a try?"

The surroundings were quiet, and even Sun Xiao didn't have the guts to step forward to try it.

"I'm coming!" A voice broke the silence, it was Yan Haibo.

"Okay, go and try!" Gao Yuan smiled and waved his hand.

Yan Haibo walked slowly to the sandbag formation that had stopped, took a deep breath, threw a fist, knocked a sandbag in front of him, threw his body back, kicked his back leg, and another sandbag was quilted. Kicked flying, turned sharply, slammed his elbow, the sandbag on the left flew high, turned his body, and was about to hit the sandbag on the right, when the first sandbag flew back with the sound of wind, Yan Haibo was shocked , put his arms together, with a bang, he resisted a blow, and before he recovered, the second sandbag had swung back, hitting his back heavily, groaning, and pounced forward. He took a step and fell down, but his footsteps suddenly became chaotic. At this moment, the sandbag on the left flew back and slammed into Yan Haibo's left face, knocking him into a half circle, waiting for him to get In response, the first sandbag flew back upside down, and the second time, Yan Haibo was knocked over to the ground.

"I'll try it!" The second crab eater stepped into the sandbag formation, which was a captain. But unfortunately, he only supported five sandbags and was knocked to the ground in embarrassment.

Soldiers one after another entered the sandbag formation, and after half a day, everyone stood in front of Gao Yuan with bruised faces.

"This is the speed of reaction!" Gao Yuan looked at the people who looked at each other, "In the chaos, countless knives are slashing at you, and countless guns are stabbing you. If your reaction is fast enough, you will be able to live longer. This is just There are only sandbags, and you take the initiative to strike. You can determine the direction of the sandbags in advance, but if there are two, three or even more people standing in this sandbag formation and hitting at the same time, you know that you are hitting When the sandbags that go out will fly back, but you can't tell when the sandbags hit by others will hit you, because you don't know the strength of the opponent, and you don't know which one the opponent hits first. If so, you can How long will it last?"

Listening to Gao Yuan's words, everyone thought about the scene where the sandbags were flying randomly, and they couldn't help breaking out in cold sweats.

"Similarly, if you are on the battlefield, you can't imagine when, in what direction, and with what force, the opponent will slash at you, stab you with a shot, you can only react before the knife and gun are about to reach you. If you react quickly, you will be able to respond in time, otherwise, you will die."

After saying these words, Gao Yuan waved his hand and walked away.

Sun Xiao touched his nose. He was the last one to go in just now, and he lasted the longest time, but he was also the most severely injured. His nose was hit with blood.

Pulling out a mass of grass that had blocked his nose, he threw it on the ground ruthlessly, and there was a smell of fresh blood in his mouth, and he stepped into the sandbag formation again.