Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

He received Lin Beichen's training notice early in the morning.

Without thinking much, Zhao Tian pulled Song Xiangdong, who was huddled in the blankets, up.

The two arrived at the meeting point as quickly as possible.

To their surprise, the playground was deserted, and the two guys waited in the scorching sun for several hours.

"Don't blame me, it's all because this kid dawdled. Are you ready? Today we're starting the hellish training."

Lin Beichen shouted loudly and blew the whistle on his chest.

Having been away from the military for many days, the familiar urging voice rang out again, and the three of them perked up, straightened their postures, and turned their eyes to Lin Beichen.

"Let's start with a simple warm-up. Run ten laps around the track."

When Lin Beichen gave the order, Hao Jianhua couldn't help but frown.

Running ten laps around an 800-meter track is practically agonizing.

"Do we have to be this ruthless from the start? Let's at least take it one step at a time."

Hao Jianhua looked at Lin Beichen reluctantly.

Looking down at his gradually disappearing abs, Hao Jianhua felt increasingly troubled.

"Since it's grueling training, then follow my standards strictly."

"If a veteran can't even meet this level of physical fitness, he might as well go back to the training camp."

Lin Beichen scolded him and raised the pointer in his hand.

The three were very perceptive and immediately took off forward.

A rousing broadcast began, and the three of them chased each other.

After three laps, the pace gradually slowed down.

Hao Jianhua was panting heavily, and Zhao Tian and Song Xiangdong's expressions were getting increasingly grim.

The three guys, disregarding their appearance, quickly took off their weights and threw them onto the playground.

"Dude, can you guys still run? I really feel like I can't make it."

Hao Jianhua, panting heavily, looked at Song Xiangdong beside him.

Song Xiangdong's face had turned a deep purplish-red, and he was no longer able to utter a word.

He felt a fire rising in his heart, and if it continued, his lungs would explode.

The three of them moved forward slowly with heavy steps. As time passed, the sun rose higher and higher, the dew on the playground evaporated, and the ground temperature rose.

"Instructor, how about we take a break between halftime and continue? We really can't run anymore, this is going to kill us."

Hao Jianhua walked up to Lin Beichen, stood still, and called out to Lin Beichen.

"Please let us off the hook and give us a break. We've come back and are already facing such intense training; our bodies just can't take it."

Song Xiangdong also looked to Lin Beichen for help.

After running several laps, Song Xiangdong felt sticky all over, his shirt clinging to his skin, and he felt a little suffocated.

"There's no room for pleas on the training field! If your physical fitness isn't up to par, then train like crazy!"

Lin Beichen scolded him and raised the pointer in his hand.

The slender whip lashed incessantly, making a rustling sound as it rubbed against the air.

The three of them had unspeakable suffering.

Out of respect for Lin Beichen's authority, they had no choice but to continue forward.

After an unknown amount of time, when the three looked up again, they discovered that Lin Beichen had vanished without a trace.

"Holy crap! Finally, we can rest! That guy really doesn't treat us like human beings, I'm exhausted."

Hao Jianhua collapsed to the ground, and Song Xiangdong and Zhao Tian quickly took off their shoes.

The three of them leaned against the tree trunk, a gentle breeze caressing their faces, making them feel quite comfortable.

The dazzling sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Hao Jianhua spread his legs and lay back under the shade of the tree, completely disregarding his image. He even unbuttoned his shirt, letting the cool breeze blow into his arms.

"That guy is the most heartless. We've done so many things for him, and now he's punishing us. It's like he's settling a personal score for us."

Hao Jianhua cursed and swore. He was exhausted just now. He was so close to collapsing to the ground and spitting blood.

"Exactly, we've been following him all this way, and he hasn't given us any special treatment. He almost wore me out."

Song Xiangdong also started complaining.

He's always been grumpy when he wakes up.

When I don't sleep well, my mood is bad all day.

I was inexplicably woken up by Zhao Tian early this morning, and now Lin Beichen is forcing me to go to the playground. Isn't this just like pushing a duck onto a shelf?

"You two talk too much. Can't you just lie down and rest for a while? The training and competitions are arranged by the higher-ups. He's just an instructor to supervise."

Zhao Tian couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up in defense of Lin Beichen.

He was always quiet and reserved, and usually listened to Lin Beichen the most.

Seeing the two guys constantly criticizing Lin Beichen today, Zhao Tian felt uneasy.

"You traitor! I was just joking around and venting, and you're taking it so seriously? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Hao Jianhua climbed onto Zhao Tian and teased him relentlessly, shouting loudly.

Lin Beichen, sitting in his office, sneezed several times in a row.

"I've only been away for a short while, and some kid is already talking bad about me. I have to go over there and find this guy."

Lin Beichen put down his teacup and went to the training ground.

At this moment, Hao Jianhua was still showing off in front of everyone, constantly criticizing Lin Beichen.

Seeing the boy's smug look, Lin Beichen quietly stepped forward, deliberately making his footsteps light.

"Tell me, what kind of person is the instructor?"

Lin Beichen walked around behind Hao Jianhua and asked deliberately.

Zhao Tian and Song Xiangdong turned pale with fright, but Hao Jianhua was completely oblivious and blurted out whatever came to mind.

"He's wicked, petty, and definitely not a good person. I think he's like the datura flower from the Western Regions—poisonous and evil."

Hao Jianhua shook his head and used the most vicious things in the world as an analogy.

Song Xiangdong and Zhao Tian kept exchanging glances and gestures, but Hao Jianhua didn't understand what they meant.

"The wind isn't even that strong. Did you two get sand in your eyes? Why are you acting like you're having a seizure?"

Hao Jianhua leaned over and tugged at Song Xiangdong's eyelids, pretending to examine him.

Zhao Tian slapped his thigh in frustration, while Song Xiangdong raised his hand, pointing tremblingly behind him.

Hao Jianhua realized something was wrong and felt a chill run down his spine.

When he turned his head again, he met Lin Beichen's gaze, which startled him so much that he fell to the ground.

"Boss, please forgive me this time! I just spoke impulsively. I apologize to you."

Hao Jianhua looked at Lin Beichen with a fawning expression and apologized profusely.

Zhao Tian and Song Xiangdong covered their mouths and chuckled. This guy had only himself to blame; he hadn't thought things through at all when he spoke.

"I don't believe your nonsense. I am that poisonous and evil thing."

Lin Beichen stared at Hao Jianhua with a stern face, deliberately repeating what he had just said.

At this moment, Hao Jianhua was trembling with fear. Seeing Song Xiangdong watching the commotion from the side, he grabbed the boy and pulled him out.

"Anyway, I'm not the only one talking badly about you; this guy was involved too!"

"A brother in need is bound to be there for his brother; to risk one's life for a brother in a critical moment is a way to save oneself." Song Xiangdong glared at Hao Jianhua with resentment, muttering to himself.

Lin Beichen had no intention of joking with these three guys. He put his hands behind his back and scolded them:
"The warm-up exercises are over. Next, we will begin the weighted running exercise."

"Hao Jianhua and Song Xiangdong each carry 50 jin of weight, Zhao Tian carries 30 jin of weight, and the others carry 10 jin or more."

Lin Beichen issued the order.

Song Xiangdong and Hao Jianhua pretended to be unwell and "fainted" on the spot.

Lin Beichen didn't hold back and kicked Hao Jianhua with his leather shoe, making Hao Jianhua howl in pain.

"Instructor, please have mercy! Running ten laps around the track is already my limit. Running with weights is really impossible; my body can't take it!"

"Instructor, please forgive us, don't hold it against us. Let us go back to the dormitory and rest!"

Everyone groaned in unison, with Hao Jianhua and Song Xiangdong clinging to Lin Beichen's legs like sycophants.

Lin Beichen adjusted his hat brim and remained silent. Now that the order had been given, whether he could run or not was none of his concern.

Seeing that Lin Beichen ignored him, Hao Jianhua had no choice but to get up, put on a fifty-pound sandbag, and move forward with difficulty.

Song Xiangdong and Zhao Tian quickly followed suit.

Hao Jianhua was considered a tough nut to crack in the team, but he's backed down today, so what can they say?

The sun baked the playground ground until it was scorching hot, and the group struggled to move forward.

After what seemed like an eternity, the final whistle blew, and the group finally ended their day of training.

They helped each other up and stumbled back to the dormitory.

They ignored the sweat covering their bodies and lay stiffly on the bed, feeling only numbness in their legs and exhaustion that prevented them from standing up.

The streetlights in the dormitory corridor came on, and the new recruits gathered together happily.

Carrying a basin of water and an iron bucket, they prepared to go to the public bathhouse to wash up.

As they passed by Hao Jianhua's dormitory, they smelled a pungent, sour odor. The new recruits slowed down and peered inside with curiosity.

"That's really terrible. It's just basic training, and their bodies can't handle it. When we first arrived, we were also exposed to the scorching sun for a month."

“Running with weights is not high-intensity training. If veterans can’t even endure this little bit of hardship, what right do they have to stay in the team?”

The new recruits whispered among themselves, gossiping about the shortcomings of a few individuals.

In the eyes of these new recruits, these people were performing terribly.

This afternoon, when the new recruits saw Lin Beichen appear on the parade ground, they even ran over to watch the spectacle.

Lin Beichen was known for his exceptional skills in the camp.

The new recruits held their instructor in high esteem.

Seeing Lin Beichen's dashing figure today, I am even more impressed.

Everyone's attention naturally turned to the playground, and Hao Jianhua and his friends' performance also caught their eye.

"Come on, they even call themselves our seniors! If you ask me, they're just a bunch of ugly ducklings gathered together."

A daring recruit deliberately shouted something into the dormitory.

Hao Jianhua was unconvinced and suddenly sat up.

"Good heavens, is there no discipline left in this army? What kind of nonsense is this, disobeying superiors! These recruits have only been here a few days!"

Hao Jianhua was furious and forced himself to go outside.

Several other veterans followed suit and came out as well.

Although these people didn't like causing trouble in the team, the recruit's words just now had indeed provoked them.

"Where did you guys come from? You're pretty aggressive! Training on the track isn't a problem, so why don't you go run a few laps?"

Hao Jianhua shoved the new recruit in front of him and deliberately made sarcastic remarks.

During basic training, they often strolled around under these guys' noses with watermelons and ice cream.

Thinking of how envious those people looked back then, Hao Jianhua felt a sense of satisfaction.

The new recruits huddled together, cowering and no longer daring to utter a sound.

"I'm warning you, stop stirring up trouble here! While we're fighting tooth and nail on the playground, you guys might be playing in the mud somewhere!"

Hao Jianhua warned, poking the badge on the recruit's chest with his finger.

These guys have only been in the camp for a month or so, they're all so inexperienced.

You can't understand how hard they work if you've never actually been on the training field.

It's easy for someone to stand by and make sarcastic remarks without understanding the pain they're going through.

"Waaaaah... You're bullying me..."

The new recruits were crying and sobbing, their cheeks flushed with shame.

Seeing this, Hao Jianhua was at a loss and subconsciously looked back at his teammates, who were all speechless.

"Are you a young girl? I didn't do anything to you, why are you crying like this? Take back this worthless trick and stop bothering people."

Hao Jianhua looked at the new recruit with great helplessness, took out a tissue from his pocket, and impatiently stuffed it into the recruit's hand.

"Clean it up! A real man bleeds but doesn't cry. Don't act like a little girl, it's disgusting!"

"Don't blame me for not warning you. If you anger me, you won't be able to withstand my punches."

Song Xiangdong looked at the new recruits with disdain and warned them.

He wasn't this pretentious when he first joined the team.

These days, little ones are like flowers in a greenhouse, too delicate to be touched; they cry and whine at the slightest touch.

"Stop howling, okay? It's giving me a headache!"

Hao Jianhua clenched his fist and slammed it against the iron gate in front of the new recruits.

With a loud crash, the new recruit became even more unrestrained, tears streaming down his face.

The commotion also attracted the attention of other students in the dormitory.

"All you do is bully others! You're just not good enough, so why are you criticizing us? Bullying the weak and taking advantage of your size, what kind of heroes are you!"

The new recruit got angry and started cursing, his face covered in tears and snot.

Hao Jianhua and Song Xiangdong laughed heartily, taking it as the child throwing a tantrum and not intending to make a fuss about it.

"Come on, save your sobbing and pitiful act for when you get home and in front of your parents. It won't work on your brothers."

Hao Jianhua said lightly, and looking at the pitiful appearance of the new recruits, he felt a little soft-hearted and didn't want to continue teasing them.

Led by Song Xiangdong, everyone turned around and prepared to return to their dormitory.

Just then, the recruit suddenly became agitated, smashing the bucket and thermos he was holding on the ground and shouting insults at Hao Jianhua and the others.

"A bunch of bastards who have mothers but no mothers! All they do is bully us newbies! They don't even dare to fart in front of the instructors! Go to hell!"

The new recruit looked at everyone with a mocking expression and kept making sarcastic remarks.

Hao Jianhua flew into a rage and leaned close to the recruit's ear, shouting at him sternly.

New recruits are not to be trifled with.

As more and more people gathered around to watch the spectacle, the new recruits, led by Chen Zhiqiang, smashed the washbasin in front of Hao Jianhua.

The plastic basin cracked into several pieces, but Chen Zhiqiang was still not satisfied and repeatedly stomped on it in front of Hao Jianhua.

The motion-activated lights in the corridor illuminated this area.

"What's wrong with you here? If you want to throw a tantrum, go back to your dorm and hit the punching bag. What kind of behavior is this, damaging public property?"

Hao Jianhua looked at Chen Zhiqiang speechlessly.

New recruits arrived to report for duty; all accommodations and supplies were provided by the military. (End of Chapter)