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The new students' military training is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the first day has pa_sed in this way. Although the crowd is screaming and suffering, in reality, the first day of military training is only a while long, so it is not too tiring at all.

What really made these tender new students feel miserable was the second day of training.

Already tired from the previous day's afternoon and still not recovered from sleeping all night, they were awakened by the loud wake up call at 6am the next morning, all of them grumbling and screaming.

For these new students, one night's rest was not enough to recover from the hour-long military posture training that followed the next morning, and the way they streat motionless and tensed their bodies made many of them almost gnash their teeth and shudder at the thought.

However, no one wants to be kicked out by the instructors, and failing the military training is not only a matter of credits, but it is enough to prevent a person from getting a diploma, because military training is a compulsory course.

So, for the sake of that paper diploma, or to save face, everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on.

Wendell couldn't help but frown too, but not because he was tired, but because he was worried that with such intensity of training, he didn't know if Ta ta would be able to hold out. When he thought of her delicate appearance at that time, Wendell's face couldn't help but show a smile.

"With that strong character of Ta ta, even if she really couldn't hold on, she definitely wouldn't take the initiative to call herself." Wendell secretly thought, "It seems that I have to call Liam at noon, since they are in the same college, Liam should know about her situation."

If Tami really couldn't hold out, Wendell didn't mind using Third Uncle's connections to make it unnecessary for Tami to participate in military training.

You know, in the mobile phone given to Wendell by Third Uncle Milliam, there were dozens of phone numbers stored, these were all connections in various aspects, and they were all the kind of connections that belonged to the Silva family, if Wendell encountered an emergency, he could completely call here for help, this was also one of Milliam's intentions for giving Wendell his mobile phone.

Suddenly, Wendell felt as if he was being stared at, but he couldn't make half a move because of the rules, he just frowned slightly, he was standing in the penultimate row, those who could stare at him must be the people in the row behind.

But how could the students in this back row possess such a stern gaze?

But a mument later, Wendell knew what was going on.

A figure slowly came around the back of the square, but it was the instructor Guzel. When Wendell's afterimage glanced over, Guzel's gaze had already moved away, as if he was not the one who had just gazed at Wendell. However, Wendell was very clear that just as Guzel turned his head, the feeling of being stared at disappeared immediately.

Obviously, the person who was staring at himself just now was Guzel. Only, why was he looking at himself like that? Wendell was a little confused.

Because the sun wasn't too hot in the morning, this one-hour military posture only made people physically tired, but no one fainted. An hour of military posture quickly pa_sed and Sharc bellowed, "Rest in place!"

"Aigoo~~"

"Help~"

……

All of them sat on the ground almost in a heap, wailing and wailing, rubbing their almost senseless legs, praying that such a perverted military training would pa_s sooner. At least, the military posture training could be over soon, and they could start to enter the formation training or line training, then at least they could walk back and forth, instead of not being able to move at all like now.

The first time I heard these people complain, Wendell was shaking his head and smiling bitterly. If this point of training is called suffering, then what should I call the training that I did in the agent training system? Devil's training?

"Wendell, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" Sharc suddenly came to the side and sat cross-legged beside Wendell, asking with a smile. Only, he was walking a bit differently, seemingly limping, which normal people couldn't see, but Wendell was able to see this subtle change at a glance.

"Nothing, just thinking about it casually, tired!" Wendell smiled, for Sharc's strange appearance, he just took it as being caused by standing in military posture for a long time, and didn't care.

Sharc immediately said with no great grace, "You're still tired? You're not?"

"I'm not a machine, how can I not get tired?" Wendell cried and laughed.

"No, it's that what, I mean, this intensity of training shouldn't be a problem for you!" Sharc didn't find the right words for a while and stammered a little in his anxiety.

Wendell laughed: "And how do you know what kind of intensity I'm suitable for?"

Sharc said at once, "Of course I know, since your kid's body is so strong, this means that this training is not enough for you at all, at most it is just a warm-up. Not only me, even Instructor Taran also sees it that way."

"Instructor Taran?" Wendell's heart twitched, he remembered that just now Instructor Taran seemed to be staring at himself, was that the reason?

"Yes, Wendell, you didn't expect it, after you all rested last night, I purposely went to find Instructor Taran." Sharc had a satisfied and smug look on his face, as if he had suddenly gotten some great treasure in the sky.

Wendell looked at him in surprise and asked with a smirk, "You kid wouldn't have really gone to see Instructor Taran for a sparring session, would you?"

"That's for sure!" Sharc hemmed and hawed, "It was really enjoyable, Instructor Taran's skills are really nothing to write home about, it made me fight very well!"

Wendell was stunned, "Instructor Taran was defeated?"

Sharc immediately shook his head greatly, "It's not possible to say who won, I should say it was half a catty, we both lost each, it should be about the same!"

Wendell suddenly realized, no wonder this kid was walking a bit differently, now that he thought about it, he must have been beaten by Instructor Taran, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"By the way, Instructor Taran seems to be a bit interested in you!" Sharc suddenly said, "After I sparred with him yesterday, he asked me about you."

"What did you say?" Wendell asked noncommittally.

"I just said the ones I knew, such as that your stance is so severe and your moves are almost always killing moves that I wouldn't dare to fight you……, " Sharc laughed, but didn't notice that Wendell's gaze became unkind.

"You kid just betrayed me?" Wendell looked at Sharc with a gloomy face and asked without great grace. No wonder Guzel had stared at himself during military training just now, I guess it should have had a lot to do with Sharc's betrayal, right?

Of course, because Instructor Taran's moves are somewhat similar to yours, so I would like to know who is actually more powerful between you!"

Wendell had no choice but to shake his head as he took this cheeky fellow.

"Get ready, I reckon that at most by the evening, Instructor Taran will definitely come to you for a sparring session, so don't hide yourself then and let Instructor Taran see your real fighting." Sharc's eyes lit up as soon as he talked about the sparring, "If you are able to defeat Instructor Taran, hehehe……"

Wendell, however, suddenly remembered something and asked, "You just said that Guzel and you are about the same? You almost fought to a draw?"

For Sharc's hand, Wendell more or less knew something about it, and when he beat up Selen Silva in the box on the first night of school, and when he did it later in the interrogation room, Wendell could more or less tell that Sharc's hand was definitely great.

However, he could not imagine that Guzel had fought a draw with Sharc, which meant that Guzel must also be great at fighting. However, it was said that these soldiers in charge of the military training for university students this time were some less important troops, and even some of the military training for new university students were hired from some soldiers from the Ministry of Taranmanitarian Affairs, which was really far from the regular field army or some elite troops.

However, with a body like Guzel's, even in a regular field army or even in an elite army, he could definitely make the cut, so how could he be here?

Soon, Wendell was relieved.

Thinking about the way Guzel treated Belay yesterday, Wendell knew that this Guzel should be an upright person and cynical. Such a person must easily offend people, and if he wanted to be promoted or enter the elite army, who would go and give him a recommendation?

There is no doubt that without a recommendation, even if one is more powerful, it is difficult to get ahead in this society. Obviously, Guzel is such a talent who can only come to be an instructor for college students' military training.

At least, when being suppressed, Guzel should not have bowed his head, otherwise he would not have had to come here.

"If necessary, it would be possible to make some friends!" Wendell said secretly, after all, it was still great to make a friend of someone like this.

"Ee? Look guys, it looks like a leader is coming over!" Cole, who was next to him, suddenly said something.

Wendell immediately looked up, but found that a military open-top jeep was driving this way, with officer-like people sitting on the back seat of the car, and was coming this way.

Where the jeep pa_sed by, the instructors in charge of military training all saluted the jeep, obviously, the ones sitting on it must be leaders of the army.

On this side, Guzel also saw the jeep, and when he looked at the licence plate, he immediately knew that this was the leader coming to inspect. In this situation, even if he was straightforward, he knew how to behave, so he shouted, "Gather!"

The students were not buying it, the leader in the car was a military leader, not their leader, but the instructor's orders could not be disobeyed. Therefore, these students could only grimace and complain in their hearts, but still streat up and quickly gathered into a square.

Sharc also ran to the front of the whole square once again and shouted, "All of you, stand at attention!"

Wendell also followed suit and streat at attention, but his gaze was drawn to the military jeep. This was because he noticed that the people sitting in the car seemed to be acting a bit strange.

The officers, who had been sitting in the car until they were 40 or 50 metres away from the squad Wendell was in, stopped and inspected the squad next to them, yet after talking to the instructors of the other squads for less than minutes, they walked straight towards this side.

Through this little detail, Wendell instantly had a judgment that these officers, were definitely rushing towards his own squad. As for who in the squad they were coming for, that was unknown. But there was one thing that Wendell knew very well, he was here for military training, and it was impossible for his family to send someone over, because Wendell had already told his father before that he would not accept special care from his family during his 4 years at university, unless he encountered troubles that could not be solved.

Wendell believed that his father would respect his wishes, so these people, for sure, were coming for someone else.

"United University freshmen military training, regiment three battalion five platoon instructor Guzel reporting for duty, please give instructions to the head of the regiment White and political commissar Zhou!" Guzel quickly ran up to the soldiers and reported loudly.

"Continue the training!" 1 of the slightly obese officers said.

Wendell noticed that this obese person carried bars and stars on his shoulders and was a lieutenant colonel, who should have been a deputy regimental commander in the army, and looked like he should be the White regimental commander Guzel was talking about.

The other one, then, should be the political commissar.

This deputy regiment commander surnamed White was about in his early forties, he looked at the squad where Wendell was, nodded his head and said, "Well, this is still a bit like that, instructor Taran, to train these students, you have to show the same vigour you had in the field army unit back then, so that our army can live up to the school's trust!"

"Yes!" Guzel replied loudly.

The head of White seemed to nod in satisfaction, then scanned the circle, when he saw Sharc standing at the front, he frowned slightly, "This is……?"

"Report chief, this is my elected squad leader, named Sharc! He is responsible for a_sisting me in training these students." Guzel immediately explained.

"This is nonsense!"

However, Headmaster White's face instantly sank as he rebuked, "Look, this Sharc doesn't even stand in a standard military posture himself, so how is he qualified to a_sist you in training the rest of the students?"

Guzel was stunned, then turned his head to look at Sharc, although his military posture was more or less substandard, it was obviously a little better than the other students. He didn't understand how Headmaster White could suddenly be dissatisfied in this regard.

"Report to the headmaster, because we have just started training the students in military posture and are gradually correcting their wrong posture, so it is inevitable that there are some flaws, I will correct them immediately!" Guzel said loudly.

"No need, I don't think it's appropriate for this person to take on the role of captain!" Chief White waved his hand directly, "Change someone else……"

He scanned around and immediately took steps forward to a student and said, "Look, this student's military posture is great, let him take the captain's role!"

Guzel took a look and saw that the person designated by the headmaster was Belay, who had been rejected by himself yesterday. He said, "If you look at his military posture, what's so great about it?

A smug smile appeared on Belay's face, obviously very happy in his heart.

"Yes!"

As a soldier, obeying orders is the natural duty, so despite his discontent, Instructor Taran had to respond first, before explaining, "Headmaster, it's like this, not only does the captain have to set an example himself and train actively, he also has to a_sist me in training other students, so in terms of physical strength and fitness, it's best to be a little stronger. Although this student's military posture is great, he is, after all, less physically fit. Whereas, student Sharc is physically overqualified and also has a great body……"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chief White: "Guzel, just because you are physically great doesn't mean you can be a great captain, you are not bad either, how come you are still a small platoon leader?"

To be continued....