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Chapter 337 Military Training
The next morning.

The scorching August sun of Hangzhou relentlessly poured down on the wide East Track and Field.

The air was thick with the heat of summer, the scent of grass mingling with the smell of the rubber track, all carried by the heatwave.

"School of Information Science! Second Company, First Regiment! All men—Attention!"

The instructor's loud commands pierced the noise on the playground, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Shen Yuan and Li Zhi, dressed in matching camouflage training uniforms, stood in their respective ranks.

Sweat trickled down his temples almost the instant he stood still.

Beneath the brim of his camouflage hat, Li Zhi's fair face was flushed with a rosy hue from the sun.

The girl's eyes were focused and determined. She pursed her lips, straightened her back as instructed by the instructor, and looked straight ahead.

Shen Yuan, standing diagonally behind the boys, glanced at the tall, slender back of the girl in front of him and noticed the fine beads of sweat on the back of her neck.

On the vast playground, dozens of formations stood like green chessboards, with commands rising and falling in waves.

"Take a break!"

"stand at attention!"

“Look to the right—Qi!”

"Forward—look!"

"Count!"

The monotonous and rigorous basic marching movements are repeated endlessly under the scorching sun.

Sweat soaked the back of the camouflage uniform, sticking stickily to the skin.

Every time I lift my leg or swing my arm, I feel soreness and tightness.

Lin Yuxuan inhaled softly in the back row, Chen Mo's glasses slipped slightly on his sweaty nose, while Zhao Feng remained motionless like a javelin.

The military training officially began amidst sweat, commands, and scorching sun.

The daily training was tedious and arduous.

Standing at attention, marching in formation, practicing turns, and marching in formation...

The weather in Hangzhou is notoriously harsh; the camouflage uniforms were soaked and dried repeatedly, eventually developing white salt stains.

The whistle signaling a break was the most beautiful melody. The freshmen rushed to the shade of the trees, grabbed their water bottles and chugged them down, complaining to each other about the instructors' strictness and the scorching sun.

The girls sat together, wiping the sweat from their faces with tissues, whispering about their sun protection tips, and occasionally exchanging glances—a silent understanding of their exhaustion.

During training breaks or when formation practice is in progress, some students carrying professional SLR cameras and wearing "Zhejiang University Youth" or "Student Affairs Department" badges begin to move around the edge of the playground or next to the formation.

They were student reporters and photographers from the school's publicity department, responsible for documenting this "first lesson" for new students.

Their cameras keenly captured the panoramic view of the playground.

The neat and uniform green formations, the glistening sweat under the sunlight, also record the meticulous demonstrations of the instructors, the expressions of the freshmen gritting their teeth and persevering, and their tired but innocent smiles during breaks.

As the camera pans across the room, the freshmen sometimes unconsciously straighten their posture or quietly adjust the brim of their hats.

The entire company practiced the steps of the marching procession in one go.

The instructors asked everyone to maintain a fixed kicking posture to find a sense of balance and power.

"Hold on! Lift your legs! Press your toes down! Lean your weight forward! Stay steady!"

Li Zhi stood at the front of the line, his left leg straight and raised, his foot off the ground, while his right leg supported his body weight.

The girl stood with her back straight, her hands clenched into fists and held at her waist, her forearms level.

His movements were precise and powerful, and although sweat dripped down his chin, his eyes were incredibly focused.

The sunlight outlined her clear profile and taut yet graceful body lines.

At that very moment, a camera was quietly pointed at her.

A few soft clicks captured the image of this resilient and beautiful figure on the green field.

Behind the camera viewfinder, a senior student from the publicity department looked on with admiration and whispered to her companion, "This girl's movements are so standard, and she has such a great presence."

A few days later, the "Freshman Special" section of Zhejiang University's campus network was quietly updated.

In the "Military Training Highlights" section, a series of high-definition photos showcase the details of freshmen's military training.

One of the photos is particularly eye-catching.

The camouflage uniform made the girl's skin appear even whiter. She stood tall and straight like a young poplar tree, one leg firmly planted in the air, her expression focused and resolute. The sunlight gilded her with a golden halo.

The photo quickly spread within a small circle.

"Wow! Zhizhi! Look at the campus network! You're on the official website homepage!"

Holding her phone, Su Xiaoxiao excitedly rushed to Li Zhi, who had just finished training.

"Really?" Lin Wei and Yao Lei also curiously came over.

On the screen, a photo of Li Zhi during military training was prominently displayed.

"These photos are really beautiful! You really are the most beautiful girl in our dorm!" Yao Lei exclaimed sincerely.

"Now the whole school will know our Zhizhi, the great beauty!" Su Xiaoxiao joked.

Looking at the photo, Li Zhi was somewhat surprised: "Huh? This angle... it looks a bit silly."

"What do you mean by 'stupid'? He's super handsome, okay!" Su Xiaoxiao immediately retorted.

On the other side, in dormitory 507.

"Brother Shen! Look! Your wife has been photographed!" Lin Yuxuan handed his phone to Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuanzheng wiped his sweat, glanced at his phone screen, and saw Li Zhi's serious expression in the photo. The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

He took out his phone, quickly opened the campus network, found the photo, and silently saved it.

Despite the scorching sun, the slogans on the training field remained loud and clear.

The monotonous repetition of basic marching movements is merely an appetizer. As training progresses, more challenging drills follow.

Field training, basic tactical maneuvers, fire drills, emergency evacuation drills...

These programs allowed freshmen to truly experience the military spirit of training.

Tactical crawling under the scorching sun, the rough plastic track rubbing against elbows and knees, sweat mixed with dust.

The smoke during the fire drill had a pungent smell that made it difficult to open one's eyes.

When the emergency assembly whistle suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, the entire dormitory building instantly descended into chaos.

It was during these comprehensive drills that the instructors were quietly searching for candidates.

Trainees with standard marching movements, strong willpower, excellent physical fitness, and outstanding temperament will be given special attention.

One afternoon, during a break in training.

The company instructor walked to the front of the line with a list in hand, his eyes sweeping over everyone as he spoke in a loud voice.

"The students whose names are called, please step forward!"

"Li Zhi!"

"Shen Yuan!"

"Gong Siqi!"

"Zhao Feng!"

"..."

The group of people left with the instructor, still puzzled, and soon found out why.

National Flag Guard Reserve Class.

From the moment they were selected, the difficulty of their military training increased dramatically. While other companies began practicing the relatively easy drills of marching and military boxing, the flag-raising team's training entered a truly grueling phase.

Anyway, after training started, Zhao Feng, who was not talkative to begin with, became even more silent after returning to his dormitory.

I'm so tired I don't want to move at all.

Physical training was nothing to Shen Yuan; his abundant energy allowed him to recover quickly.

As for Li Zhi, he probably wouldn't have been able to persevere if Shen Yuan hadn't been there to give him special training during the summer vacation.

However, military training is not all hardship.

Amidst this intense training, one of the most anticipated parts of military training began.

Live-fire shooting.

The firing range is far from the noisy teaching area, and the air is filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

The new students went to their respective companies in batches, their excitement mixed with nervousness.

Shen Yuan and his flag-raising team's training has temporarily come to an end, and they also participated in this shooting experience as ordinary trainees.

Each person has five bullets at the target position.

The instructor explained in detail the gun-holding posture, aiming method, and firing technique, and then personally demonstrated it.

The first time I touched a real gun, feeling its heavy metallic texture, hearing the deafening gunshots exploding in my ears, and feeling the strong recoil transmitted from the stock to my shoulder, the shock was unparalleled by any other sensation.

Lin Yuxuan was so excited he danced around: "Holy crap! Holy crap! This is so awesome! The recoil is amazing!"

After firing five shots, he couldn't wait to check his score, only managing to hit the target on his first attempt, which drew good-natured laughter from his classmates.

Chen Mo adjusted his glasses, which had been knocked askew, held his breath, and fired three shots, achieving a respectable score.

Hiding behind Li Zhi, Su Xiaoxiao covered her ears as she listened to the loud gunshot: "Zhizhi! Aren't you scared?"

Li Zhi shook his head: "What's there to be afraid of? The gun isn't pointed at you."

The excitement of live-fire shooting overshadowed the fatigue of days of training, but soon the tone of military training returned to sweat and perseverance.

The scorching sun persisted; even in September, the weather in Hangzhou did not spare the city's students.

On the East Track and Field, the freshmen, who had undergone more than twenty days of sweat and toil, welcomed their final review—the military training parade.

The spacious playground was enveloped in solemnity and anticipation.

School leaders, military commanders, and instructors were present in front of the rostrum.

The stands were filled with senior students and representatives of the graduating class who had come to watch the ceremony.

A huge banner fluttered in the wind.

"Parade commence!"

With a command from the commander-in-chief, a majestic march resounded through the sky.

The first to pass the reviewing stand was the national flag guard formation.

They were dressed in sharp formal attire, their gun tips gleaming, their steps firm and powerful, like a moving steel wall.

Shen Yuan was among them. The boys had sharp eyes like eagles and straight spines like pine trees. Every step they took was in time with the drumbeats. Their kicks were powerful and their kicks made a loud thud.

Following closely behind were the formations from each college.

The School of Information Science marched in with perfectly synchronized steps, their resounding commands of "One, two, one" ringing out powerfully.

Li Zhi stood at the head of the girls' line, his camouflage uniform highlighting his upright figure. Every swing of his arm was full of power, and every step he took was firm and steady.

Su Xiaoxiao, Lin Wei, and Yao Lei beside her, as well as Lin Yuxuan and Chen Mo in the back row, were all tense, their eyes focused, trying their best to condense the sweat of more than twenty days into the most perfect lines at this moment.

A green wave, accompanied by thunderous slogans and footsteps, surged over the rostrum wave after wave.

Thunderous applause erupted from the stands, and flashes of light filled the air, capturing this breathtaking moment where youth and discipline intertwined.

As the last formation passed the reviewing stand, the majestic music reached its climax and then slowly faded away.

The commander-in-chief's deep voice rang out again:

"Everyone—stand at attention!"

The vast playground instantly fell into a solemn and dignified silence.

On the podium, school leaders walked slowly to the podium.

He gently adjusted the microphone, and his loud, steady voice resonated throughout the entire green field through the speakers:
"Students! You have submitted a perfect answer sheet for your first lesson in university with your sweat and willpower!"

His gaze swept over the entire neatly arranged green formation, filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

"This military training has not only witnessed the tempering of discipline and physique, but also the initial blossoming of the Zhejiang University spirit in you!..."

More than six thousand eyes were focused on the podium.

Under the scorching sun, the school leaders' speeches did not last very long.

"I hereby declare the Zhejiang University freshman military training a complete success!"

“Wow!!!!!”

Like a long-accumulated torrent finally breaking through the dam, applause erupted instantly, sweeping across the entire East Track and Field Stadium.

The air seemed to ignite, and a tremendous roar soared into the sky, sweeping away the tension and solemnity of the moment.

A pure and warm smile radiated from his young face.

The applause at the military training debriefing ceremony receded like a tide, and the order to dismiss rang out from the podium. The green formations on the parade ground instantly transformed into flowing streams.

Shen Yuan strode towards the agreed location and immediately saw Li Zhi being linked arm-in-arm with Su Xiaoxiao, chatting and laughing.

Beneath the brim of the girl's camouflage hat, stray hairs were stuck to her flushed cheeks with sweat, but her eyes shone with a bright light as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden.

"It's over!" Shen Yuan handed Li Zhi a bottle of water.

Li Zhi tilted his head back and took a gulp of water, letting out a satisfied sigh: "It's finally over!"

She shook Shen Yuan's arm, her voice brimming with excitement: "Catch up on your sleep this weekend, then we'll go..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yuxuan had already put his arm around Zhao Feng's shoulder and leaned in, his voice booming: "Brother Shen! Sister Li! Forget about the weekend alone, the class group said we're going out for dinner together! What do you guys think?"

Li Zhigang's bright smile froze on her face instantly, her little plan to plan a sweet weekend with Shen Yuan was ruthlessly interrupted.

The girl opened her mouth, but could only let out a barely audible sigh.

She turned to look at Shen Yuan, her beautiful eyes filled with frustration at having her plans interrupted.

Shen Yuan raised his hand and rubbed Li Zhi's head.

"Okay," he said in a low voice, with a doting tone that only the two of them could understand.

"I've been through more than twenty days, so it would be nice to get together with my new classmates."

The annoyance on Li Zhi's cheeks hadn't completely faded, but the disappointment of being interrupted was quietly soothed by the warmth of Shen Yuan's palm and the intimacy in his words.

"Alright, let's go have dinner together then."

“Exactly!” Su Xiaoxiao immediately chimed in, her voice rising with obvious teasing and excitement.

"Hey Li Zhi, what's a little while? We can go to the class reunion and spread some sweetness! Let our good roommates and classmates get up close and personal with this fresh, hot-off-the-press love!"

Shen Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. His fingers slid down from the top of Li Zhi's head and naturally took her hand, their fingers intertwined.

He tightened his grip on Li Zhi's hand, a bright smile spreading across his lips: "Then let's get together. It'll be a perfect way to celebrate the end of military training!"

Li Zhi glanced at Shen Yuan, then rolled her eyes at Su Xiaoxiao.

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

She muttered something under her breath, but ultimately didn't argue further, tacitly accepting the unexpected gathering.

But that disrupted sweet plan has also become a new beginning to look forward to.

(End of this chapter)