On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

During practice breaks, the more Instructor Lei let everyone rest, the more they could feel their bodies getting tired.

The sun beat down relentlessly, and the ground beneath our feet steamed with heat, making each second feel incredibly long.

Chen Mo noticed that Su Yuqing's lips were a little dry and her complexion was worse than in the morning.

This situation is most likely a state of dehydration approaching the point of heatstroke.

But she persisted, clearly afraid of being scolded by the instructor.

This is a common misconception among students: they think that if they feel uncomfortable and speak up, they will be scolded by the instructors.

However, in reality, there are two types of uncomfortable states. One is discomfort caused by training posture and external interference. If you express your opinions, the instructor will definitely scold you for not being able to persevere and for being easily distracted.

For example, the sweating on the forehead was due to external interference.

However, it is essential to report any discomfort you experience internally.

Many cases of sudden death during military training occur due to such misunderstandings.

Students dare not express their discomfort, and instructors also find it difficult to tell from a group of people who all look half-dead whether their discomfort is due to the hardship of training or an internal problem.

Communication is very important here.

Most people weren't clear on the details, but Chen Mo, a seasoned veteran, knew exactly how the process should go.

During the training session, he suddenly raised his hand.

"What do you want, student?" The instructor looked at Chen Mo with a stern expression.

This made everyone around Chen Mo worry for him.

"Instructor, I feel a bit severely dehydrated and I'm worried about getting heatstroke and affecting training. I'd like to ask if I can drink some water to replenish my fluids," Chen Mo said earnestly, making up a story.

At this moment, the instructor glanced at the other students around him and saw that several of them had the same expression. He immediately said, "You have one minute to replenish your water. Remember to do this during the rest break next time. Don't do it again!"

A brief commotion arose, and everyone, as if granted a pardon, almost stumbled and rushed towards their water bottles.

Actually, it wasn't that people didn't want to drink water before, but rather that they were so tired and their feet ached that even taking one more step felt like a burden. Moreover, as their bodies gradually adapted to the state of dehydration, they might even develop the illusion of not being thirsty, like a frog being slowly boiled in water, with danger quietly approaching.

Chen Mo's gesture was not only for Su Yuqing, but also to awaken everyone and break this dangerous numbness.

"You stay here, I'll go get some water." Chen Mo glanced at Su Yuqing and quickly ran to the side to get some water.

His condition was completely different from others.

While others stumbled and nearly collapsed as they rushed toward the water bottles, he moved with lightning speed, quickly retrieving both bottles of water.

The instructors were dumbfounded by what they saw. They felt that the kid was completely untrained and acted as if nothing had happened.

This made him feel seriously challenged, and he decided to give this kid extra "care"!
Chen Mo didn't care about this at all. He ignored the instructor's gaze, unscrewed the water bottle, and handed it to Su Yuqing, saying, "Be careful, drink it slowly, one small sip at a time."

Su Yuqing glanced gratefully at Chen Mo, took the water bottle he handed her at the right time, and eagerly swallowed the slightly warm liquid inside, which had been warmed by the sun.

As her parched throat was moistened, Su Yuqing found that her dizziness seemed to have eased somewhat.

The other students around him were gulping down water, looking like they'd been parched for ages. Seeing this, the instructor immediately warned, "If you've been thirsty for a long time, don't drink so fast! Remember to sip slowly and intermittently!"

After the brief water-drinking incident, training continued.

Sure enough, Instructor Lei's "special attention" to Chen Mo immediately escalated.

During marching practice, he called Chen Mo out of the line separately.

"You, step forward! Demonstrate the standard marching motion for everyone!" Instructor Lei stared at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with scrutiny and challenge.

"Yes, Instructor!" Chen Mo said calmly, taking a step forward with a pine-like posture.

"Forward!"

At the command, Chen Mo immediately began his actions.

The leg lift, arm swing, and landing were all precise and powerful, as if measured by a ruler. The angle of the arm swing and the rhythm of the foot landing all conveyed a sense of professional training and agility.

What's even more amazing is that he maintained a steady breathing and focused gaze throughout, a stark contrast to the exhausted state of the other students around him.

The entire formation fell silent, with only the sound of Chen Mo's footsteps and the rustling of his clothes remaining.

Wang Lan stared in disbelief and whispered to Li Zhe beside her, "Holy crap, Lao Mo used to be a soldier, right?"

Li Zhe pushed up his glasses, which had slipped down to the bridge of his nose, and nodded slightly, muttering, "This is no longer just about physical fitness; it's pure professionalism..."

Looking at Chen Mo's tall and straight back, Su Yuqing felt both proud and worried, because she could feel that Instructor Lei's gaze towards Chen Mo had become even sharper.

After demonstrating, Chen Mo stood still, turned around, and returned to his team in one smooth motion.

Instructor Lei walked up to him, looked at him silently for a few seconds, and then said, "Your movements are very standard. Since you have so much energy to spare, why don't you help the other students?"

He pointed to Li Zhe, whose movements were always a beat slower and who frequently moved his hands and feet in unison, and several other classmates who were not very coordinated. "You are responsible for leading them in extra practice during breaks until their movements meet the standards."

"Yes, instructor." Chen Mo accepted the task without any complaints.

During the break that followed, while everyone else was slumped on the ground catching their breath, Chen Mo patiently accompanied Li Zhe and the others as they practiced the breakdown of the movements again and again.

He showed no impatience whatsoever; instead, he explained the key points of the movements and techniques for generating power in simple and easy-to-understand language.

"Li Zhe, don't panic, listen to the command, move the innermost foot first..."

"Relax your arms and let your legs swing naturally, yes, just like that..."

With his help, Li Zhe and the others' movements became noticeably more synchronized.

This silent sense of responsibility and reliable help quietly increased his prestige among his classmates. Even Instructor Lei noticed it, and his stern expression softened slightly.

The entire afternoon slowly passed by amidst this repeated torment, perseverance, occasional embarrassment, and silent encouragement.

When the cool evening breeze finally brought a touch of refreshment and the final whistle blew again, everyone felt a sense of exhaustion, as if they had just escaped a disaster.

"Training is over for today! Same time, same place tomorrow! Dismissed!" Instructor Lei finished speaking, his gaze sweeping across the ranks, pausing particularly on the students who had shown some improvement in the past few afternoons, including Chen Mo, Wang Lan, and Zhou Yue, who was gradually catching up. (End of Chapter)