Chapter 1710 A Better Warrior

When the team members heard this, they couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance and dissatisfaction in their hearts. They have obviously tried their best, why is Qin Yuan so harsh? At this time, Li Na, who has always been straightforward, stood up. She glared at Qin Yuan with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone: "Instructor, we are already doing our best. These sandbags are really heavy, we..."

"Try your best?" Qin Yuan interrupted Li Na, and his tone became more stern, "Is your best what you are now? On the battlefield, the enemy will not be merciful just because you tried your best. A real warrior is one who is brave in the face of any difficulties. People who can persevere. Your current performance disappoints me!"

Qin Yuan's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the team members hard. Their faces became complicated and ugly, showing anger, grievance, and unwillingness. Finally, Zhang Jie, who had been silent, stood up. Although her voice was not loud, it was full of determination: "Instructor, we admit that our current performance is not good enough. But please believe that each of us is working hard. We are all striving to become better warriors. Your blind criticism will not help us progress. On the contrary, if you are willing, we hope to have a competition with you to see who the real warrior is. How."

Zhang Jie's words were like setting off a thousand waves with one stone, and the team members all agreed and expressed their intention to compete with Qin Yuan. Challenge and determination shone in their eyes. Qin Yuan looked at them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he regained his composure. He knew that although these girls were young and vigorous, they all had extraordinary potential and determination. Perhaps, this competition can be an opportunity for them to grow.

"Okay." Qin Yuan responded in a deep voice, "Since you want to compete with me, then I will play with you. But I want to remind you that this competition is no joke. If you lose, you will You must accept my punishment, and your future training must be stricter.”

Upon hearing this, the team members looked at each other and smiled, with fearless light shining in their eyes. They knew that this competition was not only to prove their own strength, but also to show Qin Yuan their determination and courage. So, they nodded and expressed their willingness to accept the challenge.

The rules of the competition are very simple, that is, run five kilometers with a heavy load. Qin Yuan and the team members each carried sandbags of the same weight and stood on the starting line. With a crisp whistle, the competition officially began.

Qin Yuan's speed was astonishing. He was like a cheetah, speeding on the track. The team members were not to be outdone. They gritted their teeth and tried their best to chase Qin Yuan. On the track, the sound of the impact of sandbags, the trampling of footsteps and the gasps of the team members intertwined together to form a magnificent picture.

However, as the distance lengthened, the team members began to gradually become exhausted. Their steps became heavier and their breathing became more and more rapid. But they did not give up, but encouraged each other and kept running forward together. Qin Yuan looked at them and couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. He knew that although these girls were young, they all had perseverance and courage to move forward.

Finally, with the last kilometer to the finish line, Qin Yuan stopped. He turned around and looked at the hard-running team members behind him, with admiration and encouragement in his eyes: "Okay, girls, you have proven your strength. You have won this competition."

Upon hearing this, the team members stopped one after another, with tired but satisfied smiles on their faces. They knew that this competition not only allowed them to prove their strength, but also allowed them to understand what a true warrior is - someone who never gives up and moves forward courageously in the face of any difficulties.

Qin Yuan walked up to the team members and looked at their sweaty but smiling faces, feeling moved and proud in his heart. He patted Zhang Jie on the shoulder and said in a gentle tone: "Girls, I am very pleased with your performance today. You not only proved your strength, but also showed the spirit of our women's special team. Remember, A true warrior is someone who can persevere in the face of any difficulty. I believe that as long as you continue to work hard and surpass yourself, you will be able to become an omnipotent warrior on the battlefield."

Qin Yuan finished a busy day of tasks and returned to the recruit company in the afterglow of the setting sun. His figure elongated in the sunset, looking majestic and lonely. On the playground of the recruit company, a group of recruits were chatting in small groups. Their faces were filled with youthful smiles, and they were full of expectations and curiosity about the upcoming military life.

Qin Yuan stood in the middle of the playground, scanning every recruit, and felt an inexplicable sense of responsibility in his heart. He knew that these recruits were the new force on the future battlefield, their hope and future. And he, as their instructor, has the responsibility and obligation to temper them into real warriors.

"Assemble!" Qin Yuan's voice was loud and powerful, instantly cutting through the hustle and bustle of the playground. The recruits quickly formed a neat line and looked at Qin Yuan with bright eyes.

"Today, we have a special training - a tug-of-war competition." As soon as Qin Yuan finished speaking, the playground suddenly started to boil. The recruits were whispering to each other and talking a lot. Tug of war? Isn't this a game we played in school when we were kids? Why are you still playing this in the military camp?

Qin Yuan looked at the reactions of the new recruits with a smile on his lips. He knew very well that although these recruits were novel about the tug-of-war game, they did not really take it seriously. What he has to do is to let them understand what a team is, what collaboration is, and what persistence is through this game.

"The tug-of-war game seems simple, but in fact it contains profound truths." Qin Yuan's voice was calm and powerful. "It tests not only your strength, but also your team spirit and willpower. On the battlefield, a person Our strength is limited, and only by uniting can we form a strong fighting force."

After speaking, Qin Yuan divided the recruits into two teams, with ten people in each team. He stood between the two teams, whistle in hand, ready to start the game. Although the recruits were a little reluctant, they still followed Qin Yuan's instructions and held the rope tightly.

"Ready - start!" With Qin Yuan's whistle, the tug-of-war officially began. Both teams of recruits worked hard to pull back. Their faces were red from holding back, and the veins on their hands popped out, but the rope didn't move at all.

"Come on! Come on!" The comrades nearby cheered for the two teams. On the playground, there were cheers and cheers, and it was very lively.

However, as time passed, a group of new recruits began to become physically exhausted. Their steps began to be messy, and the ropes in their hands gradually became loose. The other team saw this and took the opportunity to yank the rope across the center line.

"Yeah! We won!" The winning team of recruits cheered, while the losing team looked a little depressed. They lowered their heads and remained silent, like children who had done something wrong.

Qin Yuan looked at this scene and felt inexplicably moved in his heart. He knew that although these recruits were young, they all had a strong desire to win and self-esteem. What he has to do is to let them understand what real victory and defeat are through this game.

"Do you know? In fact, the real victory is not to win the game, but to learn how to grow from failure." Qin Yuan's voice was gentle but firm, "In this game, although you lost the game, you still lost the game." Gaining team spirit and willpower is something more valuable than victory.”

The team of recruits who lost the game raised their heads after hearing this, their eyes shining with hope and determination. They knew that what Qin Yuan said was right. In this game, although they lost the game, they learned how to cooperate with their teammates and how to persevere in the face of difficulties.

"Okay, the game is over. But our training has just begun." Qin Yuan changed the topic and his tone became serious, "In the following days, I will conduct more rigorous training for you. I hope you can Remember today's game, remember the importance of team spirit and willpower. Only in this way can you become a true warrior."

After saying that, Qin Yuan turned and left. His figure gradually blurred in the sunset, but his words were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every recruit. They know that there is still a long way to go, but as long as they have team spirit and willpower, they will be able to overcome all difficulties and become true warriors.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the playground of the recruit company, stretching the silhouettes of a group of young soldiers. They had just finished a day of hard training. Everyone's faces were full of exhaustion, but their eyes shone with unyielding light. Qin Yuan, the stern yet loving instructor, was standing in front of them, scanning everyone with his eyes like a torch.

"Thank you for your hard work for today's training." Qin Yuan's voice was calm and powerful, as if it could penetrate the fatigue of every soldier and go straight to the depths of their hearts, "I know that this is the first time for many of you to experience With such high-intensity training, my hands are worn out and my skin is sunburned, but this is the only way to become a true warrior.”

With that said, Qin Yuan took out a small medicine box from his pocket. There was no label on the medicine box, making it look mysterious. He slowly opened the medicine box, revealing a touch of light green ointment. The ointment exuded a faint herbal fragrance, which instantly attracted the attention of all the recruits.

"What is this?" a recruit asked curiously. His finger was still wrapped with gauze, apparently injured during training.

"This is a specially made ointment." Qin Yuan explained with a hint of pride in his tone, "It can not only quickly relieve pain, but also promote the healing of wounds. It is a prescription I learned from an old Chinese medicine practitioner. Made after improvement.”

When the recruits heard this, they all cast surprised glances. Injuries are commonplace in the military camp, but this is the first time they have heard of an ointment that can quickly relieve pain and promote wound healing.

"Really? So magical?" Another recruit asked dubiously. He also had an obvious scratch on his arm.

"Of course." Qin Yuan smiled, picked out some ointment from the medicine box, and gently applied it on the recruit's wound, "You try it, it won't hurt after a while."

The recruits formed a circle and watched Qin Yuan's movements intently. The moment the ointment came into contact with the wound, the recruit showed a surprised expression on his face, and then he said with incredible joy: "Really! It really doesn't hurt anymore! Moreover, it seems that the wound is slowly healing!"

This scene made all the recruits excited. They all stretched out their injured hands, hoping to be treated by this magical ointment. Qin Yuan patiently smeared them one by one, and each time he smeared one, he was accompanied by a burst of exclamation and gratitude.

"Instructor, this ointment is so amazing! How did you come up with the idea?" A recruit couldn't help but ask, his eyes full of admiration.

Qin Yuan smiled slightly, with a flash of memory in his eyes: "In fact, this is also my experience. When I was in the army, I also experienced countless injuries. At that time, there were no such good medical conditions, and I had to endure pain for a long time every time I was injured. Later, I met the old Chinese doctor, who taught me this prescription. Since then, I have been carrying this ointment, and it has accompanied me through many difficult times."

The recruits listened to Qin Yuan's story quietly. They seemed to see Qin Yuan's figure when he was young, and also felt the tenacity and indomitable spirit. They knew that this ointment was not only a tool for treating injuries, but also a kind of care and expectation from Qin Yuan for them.

"Instructor, we will definitely train harder!" A recruit suddenly said loudly, his voice full of firmness and determination.

"Yes! We can't live up to the instructor's expectations!" Another recruit also echoed, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

Qin Yuan looked at these young faces, and his heart was full of relief and pride. He knew that although these recruits were young, they all had a strong sense of responsibility and mission. They are willing to work hard to become better soldiers, and are willing to dedicate their youth for the peace of the country and the people.

"Okay!" Qin Yuan said loudly, his voice full of strength and passion, "I believe in you! As long as you train hard and persevere, you will definitely become a real soldier! And this ointment will be my reward and blessing to you!"

After that, Qin Yuan handed the medicine box to a recruit next to him, motioning him to keep it. The recruits gathered around and rushed to apply more ointment. Their laughter and cheers intertwined to form a moving picture.

However, in this joyful atmosphere, a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Instructor, is this ointment really so magical? Will there be any side effects?"

As soon as these words came out, the originally joyful atmosphere solidified instantly. The recruits stopped their actions and turned to look at the recruit who raised the question. Qin Yuan was also slightly stunned, and then he regained his calm.