A second-class merit made Zhang Yi's hometown very lively and made Zhang Yi famous on the Internet.
After all, there was no need to hide such a matter. The military newspaper was promoting it, and the Internet was also reprinting the report.
All kinds of hot topics.
After all, Zhang Yi had only entered the military academy for a little over a month!
It was already a second-class merit. It could be considered as breaking the record in peaceful times.
However, this had nothing to do with Zhang Yi now.
No matter how popular he was outside because of his meritorious service, he was not affected at all in the military academy.
The daily training continued as usual.
Moreover, because it was the second month, the training tasks were even more arduous.
Physical fitness, formation, and other courses. Every night, after half an hour of extra practice, he had to go back to the dormitory to practice again.
Last month, Zhang Yi could still guarantee that he would enter the training space lying down after lights out at 10 o'clock. However, starting from the National Day, he had to work overtime every day after lights out.
Push-ups, sit-ups, squats.
Peng Bin's slogan was,"Sleep is to recover your physical strength and spirit for tomorrow's training."
But today, your stamina and energy cannot be wasted.”
Under such a slogan, everyone in Class Five had to be exhausted like dogs before they went to bed every day. They would only stop after they had completely drained their remaining physical strength.
Of course, for Zhang Yi, although all this was tiring, it was not to the extent that he would squint when he was in bed.
After all, his stamina and endurance had been improved by the system. It was not something that his comrades in class five could compare to.
However, with this, he had to be at least half an hour late every night, or even an hour late before he could enter the training space.
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"Congratulations, Master, for completing the spear-wielding mission. You have used a total of 633 hours. Overall Rating: C. Rewarding a 5% increase in reaction speed, a 5% increase in stamina, and a 5% increase in endurance.”
In the early morning of the 11th, in the System Space, Zhang Yi tensed up his nerves for the umpteenth time to resist the constant interference of the fake body. After standing there for an hour, he heard the system's voice.
"Hu ~!"
Zhang Yi's face lit up with joy.
"F * ck, this mission took me so long. I've finally completed it!”
He called out the System Attribute Page.
[Strength: 76 kg]
[Speed: 9.4 m/s]
[Stamina: Good]
[Reaction: Good.]
[Endurance: Good]
[Resistance: Average]
[Memory: Good]
[Skills: Chinese (Proficient), English (Elementary), Military Boxing (Proficient), Firearm Separation and Combination (Elementary), Explosive Compounding (Elementary)]
[Overall evaluation: Initial combat strength.]
On the attribute page, reaction finally reached a good rating.
After putting on the gas mask last time, he was rewarded with a reaction attribute. After that, he was rewarded with a 5% reaction attribute and an additional skill in the skill bar, Explosive Concoction.
This time, he had increased his reaction speed again. Although it was only 5%, he had been accumulating it and had successfully raised his rating to a new level.
"Are there any other missions? Have you refreshed any new ones?”
Zhang Yi said to the fake body beside him.
"Master, the missions now include rifle shooting, pull-ups, physical fitness (push-ups, sit-ups, squats), and battlefield first aid!”
"Take the battlefield emergency treatment!"
Zhang Yi casually accepted this mission.
He had thought that this was the CPR that Yuan Jing had taught them previously!
But in the next second, Zhang Yi knew that he was wrong.
A first aid manual replaced the gun in Zhang Yi's hand.
"Master, first aid on the battlefield requires a certain amount of medical knowledge. Now, you can read a book first.
After passing, I will simulate all kinds of battlefield injuries for Master to save. As long as you successfully save me ten times in a row, Master will be able to complete this mission!”
“？？？？”
Zhang Yi's head was filled with black question marks.
"F * ck, I made a mistake. How is this f * cking battlefield first aid? I thought it was first aid CPR!”
I have a headache.
He knew that this mission would be a time-consuming project when he looked at the first aid manual in his hand that was at least as thick as a finger.
However, since he had already accepted it, Zhang Yi could only proceed!
Zhang Yi got the fake body to make a sofa behind him. He lay down on it and started reading the book in his hand.
Just like that, Zhang Yi's life became stable again.
After training in the day and lying down at night, he closed his eyes and entered the training space.
Five days later, Zhang Yi had completed the Battlefield First Aid Quest. However, this time, only his hidden attribute, Memory, had increased by 3%. In addition, he had obtained the Battlefield First Aid Skill Level 1.
From completing the mission at the beginner level, it had been upgraded to the proficient level. This allowed Zhang Yi's knowledge to become more solid. When he was treating the injured, his movements were also faster.
However, Zhang Yi did not stop even after completing this mission.
After accepting the rifle shooting mission that he had been thinking about, Zhang Yi continued to train day and night.
Compared to first aid on the battlefield, rifle shooting was also a long-term mission.
This was because this wasn't the kind of new training in real life where you would be given a few bullets to play with.
The training space went from the 100-meter fixed-point target to the 100-meter hostage dodge target, and then to the 100-meter flying disc moving target.
One magazine, thirty bullets, the system's harsh conditions were full marks.
100-meter fixed-point target, ten shots required ten rings, hostage dodging target, ten shots required all shots to reach the end, frisbee, before the ten frisbee landed, all of them had to be shattered.
Zhang Yi was excited at the beginning, but he still couldn't see any hope of completing the mission.
Sharpshooters might be rare, but most of them were trained by bullets.
Zhang Yi did not lack bullets or time in the System Space.
Therefore, Zhang Yi, who was holding a gun, could fight until he was in a daze every night.
After all, even if the system could restore his stamina and stamina to full capacity every time he failed a mission, it was still unbearable to hear the sound of bullets ringing in his ears for dozens of hours.
However, no matter how uncomfortable it was, Zhang Yi still insisted on coming in every night to practice his spear.
One day, two days…
Ten days had passed, and Zhang Yi was still a little short of completing the mission.
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"Wake up, wake up, wake up, get up and fold the blanket!”
At 5:30 in the morning, Peng Bin began to wake up his comrades who were sleeping like pigs.
Of course, he did not call Zhang Yi.
Now that everyone's blankets were tightly folded, the time taken to fold the blankets was much shorter, so they woke up much later. They woke up at half past five.
And Zhang Yi was special enough to sleep until six o'clock and wake up when the wake-up call sounded.
However, Zhang Yi had never done this before.
The main reason was that these guys made too much noise when they woke up. Zhang Yi could not continue to lie on the bed without moving.
She folded the blanket in a few minutes.
Zhang Yi, who had plenty of time, took the basin, toothbrush, and cup to slowly wash up.
She could even sit on the small bench after washing up and watch them slowly lie on the bed, arching their buttocks and bending over to take out the blanket…
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