Chapter 495: Who eats such hardcore food early in the morning?

My arms are sore!

My waist hurts, and my ribs ache too!

I feel weak all over, like I have a cold, and my body feels heavy!

Are you hypoglycemic, or did you overexert yourself and mess up your electrolytes? Later, add some extra sugar to your soy milk and see if it helps a bit.

A few days later, in the morning, just after the morning run ended.

The other soldiers arrived at the cafeteria feeling refreshed, but the six members of the Raptor Team were off form, looking fatigued.

After prolonged high-intensity training, relying solely on skin reinforcement and love-powered electricity is clearly not enough.

Sore waist and back pain, being out of condition, are signs that the body is about to overload and soon reach its limit.

In this situation, they can at most hold out for two more days; continuing like this will easily wear their bodies down.

It's worth noting that the Special Operations training model has, to some extent, departed from the realm of scientific training.

So, many veterans who have left Special Operations training carry some hidden ailments, some irreparable old injuries.

But this is unavoidable; the special nature of their troops means they must constantly forge their bodies to survive various dangerous missions.

If we keep training like this for the next few days, I really can't take it; I already have to carry fifteen kilograms of load, plus tactical gear and a bulletproof vest, and even the helmet has weight.

Roughly speaking, we each carry at least ten or more kilograms extra compared to others every day.

Don't forget, there's extra training content; while others finish in the morning and can nap at noon, we have to keep training at noon and also at night.

To be honest, I've started to regret joining this combat squad; it's exhausting, it's torture, each day feels like a year.

Me too.

I feel the same way.

The tactical gear may look cool, but looks can't fill your stomach.

I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but it turns out everyone feels the same?

Cough cough!

Team Leader Chen Panpan coughed twice, trying to look honest and simple, but with a hint of awkward seriousness: 'We can't say such defeatist talk; the instructor said we are the finest soldiers; soldiers shed skin and flesh but never fall, they are iron‑clad tough guys!'

Kang Changyi rolled his eyes: 'Just now it sounded like you started it, shouting about leg pain?'

Chen Panpan's face flushed: 'I, I was just speaking offhand.'

Well, it wasn't you who started complaining first, was it?

I didn't.

You did.

Even if I started it, you're not allowed to say defeatist things.

Say it then, say it.

Ahhh!

Chen Panpan, angry, snapped: 'Say it again, and I'll tell the instructor!'

Everyone laughed, and Ding Tengfei suggested: 'You could actually get a little notebook, write down what we say, and keep a detailed record.'

Chen Panpan's face flushed red from being teased by several people, and she couldn't speak.

Although he was appointed Team Leader by Lu Yang, he currently can't convince everyone wholeheartedly.

Everyone still treats him like a kid, teasing him a couple of times for fun whenever they have nothing else to do.

Zhou Kaidong comforted Chen Panpan with a couple of words, then criticized the others: 'That's enough, Panpan is speaking sense; it's been less than a month and you're already complaining of hardship and fatigue—you're veterans, can't you endure this much?'

Ding Tengfei gave a wry smile: 'For now there's no big problem; I'm mainly worried that over the next week, if we keep this routine, our bodies might not hold up.'

Liu Ziqiang: 'My thighs are trembling now; if muscle breakdown happens, we're really screwed; at least we won't be able to train for a week, and that's what we're worried about.'

Zhou Kaidong rolled his eyes: 'You've thought of it, hasn't Lu Yang? Stop worrying over trivialities and imagining nonsense.'

Okay, okay, yes yes yes!

The others gave perfunctory replies.

But shortly after, several small braziers appeared before them.

Squad Leader Hong led people to place each lidded small pot on the lit brazier.

This sight left the six people at the table stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Squad Leader Hong said with a smile: 'The instructor said you've been training hard lately, your bodies are overworked, so he specially had us prepare something good, something substantial, to nourish you well.'

This is braised pork belly with radish.

This is stinky braised pork intestines.

This is garlic sprout beef tripe.

This is clear stewed lion's head meatballs.

He lifted each lid, and the meat aroma instantly filled the whole cafeteria.

The people at other tables smelled it, craned their necks, and all sounded envious.

Wow~~~

The food is also too great, right?

Squad Leader Hong, aren't you being too biased? We over here eat buns, drink porridge, drink soy milk, and you give them all these great dishes?

Kang Changyi, Chen Panpan, Zhou Kaidong, and others were also shocked by this table of hearty dishes.

Even at weekend banquets they don't get dishes this good, and now they're being served for breakfast.

Who, as a soldier, eats such hardcore food this early in the morning, eating something this good?

Could there be something addictive?

When things go awry, there must be a demon; could there be laxatives in there?

For a moment, the six looked at each other, nobody moved, and instead became extra cautious.

What are you staring at? Move your chopsticks!

At that moment, Lu Yang walked in from outside, saw they weren't moving, and asked.

Kang Changyi asked: "Instructor, is today's arrangement a bit too lavish?"

Lu Yang explained: "It's like this, the brigade commander came to inspect work a couple days ago, he was very satisfied with your team's performance; he specifically had me improve your nutrition."

Moreover, these days your training has indeed been arduous, and it's an extraordinary kind of hardship.

So, I plan to adjust the upcoming training program, reduce physical items, focus on professional skills.

Hearing this, Chen Panpan put her hands on her hips, and her head immediately lifted.

It's as if she's saying: See? See? Anything you can think of, wouldn't Yang Ge have thought of it?

Still slacking off here, saying defeatist things, guilty or not, I think later you'll all feel ashamed to eat?

But the next second, the previously hesitant people immediately grabbed their chopsticks, vying to pick up vegetables and send them to their mouths.

Oh my goodness, these big meatballs are so awesome!

This pork belly, three layers, melts in the mouth, stewed until incredibly soft and mushy!

Instructor, sit down and eat with us; if you don't eat, we'll all feel embarrassed.

That's what was said, but they ate without stopping.

The pork belly melts in the mouth, the lion's head meatball is tender and flavorful, and that stinky tofu soaks up the broth.

Eating this first thing in the morning is too extravagant; indeed, effort brings reward, all meat, it's too satisfying.

Seeing someone pick up a steamed bun to eat with the meat, Lu Yang immediately raised his hand to stop them.

Why eat steamed buns? Eating meat alone can fill you up.

This is a reward for your hard training and hard effort over the recent period.

Try that stinky tofu—smells bad but tastes good—and also the pork belly, the intestines, eat up, don't be shy.

Others seeing this scene drooled all over the floor, especially Kong Long, a big guy, his mouth was practically flooding.

He had just been selected into the Second Company's fire squad, turned to look at Guo Yongwen: "Guo Platoon, when can we get this treatment? The combat squad members eat so well, that big fatty meat, those big meatballs, so fragrant it's bewildering!"

Guo Yongwen was also gulping saliva, the bun in his hand no longer fragrant: "Don't ask me, I don't know either, I can't get any!"

The six of them devoured everything like a sweeping wind, a chaotic feast.

Soon after, the plates and small pots on the table were all empty.

Each one had greasy mouths, round bellies, and satisfied foolish smiles on their faces.

Can't eat anymore, can't take another bite or I'll throw up!

Kang Changyi patted his belly, laughing like a flower: "At my age, this is the first time I've eaten so wildly in the morning, it's awesome! If I could eat like this every day, I'd train myself to death."

Lu Yang: "Doing it every day isn't realistic, but arranging a meal every few days is still possible."

Kang Changyi hehe laughed: "That works too, having meat to eat gives you strength to train."

Chen Panpan pointed at him: "Brother, you have veggies on your teeth."

Kang Changyi used his tongue to pick, then jabbed his chin at him: "What, you wanna eat?"

Chen Panpan made a vomiting gesture and said: "You're my idol, the object of my vomiting."

Lu Yang hearing that old-fashioned "buzzword" got goosebumps: "How about it, are you full?"

"Full, full, I'm stuffed."

Now do you still have sore waist and back, and feel weak all over?

Feeling strong, feeling strong everywhere!

Today, I'll give you half a day off to rest, okay?

Good good good!

A bunch of people nodded their heads quickly, smiles about to burst out.

Indeed, Lu Yang had considered things more thoroughly than they had; earlier they were worried they couldn't train, now he's adjusted their rest for them.

That's right, balancing work and rest keeps energy abundant, allowing continuous progress and improvement.

Lu Yang: "Give you five minutes to go back and change into casual clothes, later I'll take you out for a nice outing."

Huh?

What, you're not willing?

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes: "If you're not willing, then keep training."

Kang Changyi hurriedly took the lead: "Willing willing willing, let's go, go change clothes!"

Five minutes later, everyone had changed into casual clothes.

Lu Yang found a minivan, drove them out of the camp.

Outside the camp was a grove of trees; the windows rolled down, and the fragrance of dew-covered grass in the early morning wafted in, making people feel refreshed and delighted.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops into the car windows, making the few who'd eaten their fill feel, for no reason, like free people on a group outing.

Instructor, where are you taking us?

Early in the morning, you're not going fishing, are you?

Fishing is good, fishing is good, I love fishing the most!

Otherwise, going to the mall is fine; I happen to want to buy a few pairs of socks and some underwear.

Lu Yang drove, looking at the energetic faces in the rearview mirror, a faint smile curled his lips: "The place I'm taking you to has lots of beautiful women, lots of young girls."

Everyone stared wide-eyed in surprise, some even showing a pig-brother expression: "Yang Ge, you're not taking us on a blind date, are you? Could it be some place organizing a military-civilian mixer?"

Lu Yang gave a mysterious smile: "Pretty much, it's also a group activity, basically all female comrades, very few males; you should prepare in advance for close contact, opening your hearts, baring your souls."

Zhou Kaidong, Ding Tengfei and a bunch of single guys, their mouths were about to grin crookedly.

Good food and drink, plus setting them up with partners—where can you find such a good thing?

But only Kang Changyi frowned, his face full of contemplation; at first Lu Yang thought he had discovered something, but after asking realized he was overthinking.

Kang Changyi, with a resistant expression, said: "Instructor, I don't want to join this activity; I already have a girlfriend, I'm a man who upholds the husband's path."

"You're faking, huh?"

"Then get off the car and roll away!"

"FFF Group, burn the heterosexuals!"

"Brother Yang, we won't bring him along, we're all single aristocrats."

"I won't!" Kang Changyi lifted his head: "Later, I'll stand at the door waiting for you; at worst I won't go in; anyway I'm steadfast in love, even if I betray the whole world, I will never betray my cute girl~"

Lu Yang, without turning his head, gave him a thumbs‑up: "Praise the fool."

Kang Changyi didn't understand: "What does 'fool' mean?"

Ding Tengfei laughed: "Brother Yang is calling you an idiot, calling you 'der~'."