Thought rectification?
Do the undead need it?
Almost everyone in the undead was resistant to this ideological report suddenly proposed by the instructor.
"We don't need ideological reports. The purpose of infiltrating the major military regions is to increase the strength of the military regions, isn't it?"
"That is, the instructor has this idea. Is it because the heads of the major military regions feel uncomfortable that the strength of the military regions is being suppressed, and then they put pressure on the undead."
"Without strength, we have no right to speak. We really don't need ideological rectification..."
In the team, voices of discussion continued to spread.
On the side, Wang Tieniu, Long Yan, and Murong Tian, who had been watching, were also frightened when they heard Lin Tian's words.
"Nima, such a powerful undead team member still needs to sort out his thoughts. What's going on?"
"This is really weird. Look, many people don't accept it and start to resist. Also, if anyone has that kind of strength, who still needs to do anything? The strong have the right to speak."
"Yes, in the army, the strong are respected. The undead are stronger than others and are superior to others. It's normal."
"..."
Wang Tieniu and others were discussing, and the next moment, they saw Lin Tian scolding these strong people who stood up to argue.
Then, all 500 people were thrown into writing ideological reports.
"Is this...that's it?"
"I was actually suppressed. I obeyed absolutely."
"This... is too outrageous, no, it's too scary. That chief instructor is very scary. No one dares to disobey him. Let's go to training obediently and don't talk too much."
…
Next, Tieniu and others began to train with peace of mind.
This is the undead base. The opportunity to train here is too rare. For this rare opportunity, everyone in the Imperial Guard is 100% committed.
However, the following training also made them realize what inhuman and perverted training is.
The training of the undead is the most cruel and inhumane in the world. In the face of such training, even if they are from the Royal Forest Army, they cannot withstand it. After a 60-kilometer cross-country trip with heavy loads, more than half of them will fall to the ground.
There is no way, their training usually focuses on adaptability, explosion, and reaction speed. It seems that such abnormal physical fitness has never been seen before.
After all, the training of the undead team members relies on drugs to break the limits of the human body. It is normal for the strength to be abnormal. Unfortunately, they are not undead, so Lin Tian naturally cannot let them soak in potions.
But even so, these Imperial Guards have great potential after all. After getting used to it, everyone's physical fitness begins to undergo earth-shaking changes, and the training progress is also accelerating.
There can be such a big change because the Imperial Guards all know that this place is full of terrifying undead, and they all have a god-like yearning for the instructors here, so they are full of motivation.
In this way, training will get twice the result with half the effort.
While the members of the Royal Forest Army were training, the 500 undead members in the base had been undergoing ideological rectification. Everyone was immersed in writing reports. Of course, there were inevitably complaints among the team.
"This ideological rectification is very taxing. It is even harder than training. Ten thousand words will kill me. I haven't written a few words in the past few days, and it is useless to write until midnight because there is nothing to write."
"Hey, don't mention it. I don't know what the boss is doing this time. He insists on letting them write the book. We are the ones carrying the gun. How can we hold the pen steady?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If the instructor asks you to write it, you must write it. He is not someone who can be discussed. The undead will not frown in front of any powerful enemy. It's only 10,000 words. Even if you write it to death, you still have to write it..."
Thought reports are very tiring, as everyone who has written them knows. However, for the undead, this is an order. Complaints are just complaints, but no one dares not to write them.
On this day, Lin Tian suddenly appeared at the training base, and he directly found Wang Tieniu.
Lin Tian looked at Wang Tieniu and asked, "I heard that your martial arts family is the descendant of hard qigong."
Wang Tieniu immediately saluted, then nodded, "Tiebun shirt, passed down for 78 generations."
Iron shirt, 78 generations of descendants!
Good skills, good inheritance!
Lin Tian nodded and then asked, "Are you interested in staying with the Undead?"
"What?" Wang Tieniu's eyes straightened when he heard this, and he looked at Lin Tian blankly, "Do I have a chance to stay in the Undead?"
Wang Tieniu really suspected that he had heard wrong, and couldn't help but ask, after all, he knew what it meant to stay in the undead, but after the words came out, he fell silent.
Because, he knew that if he stayed here, he might not be as comfortable as returning to the big boss in the capital.
He naturally wanted to stay, because it meant being powerful, and powerful without limits. From then on, his military career would reach another level.
It wouldn't be bad if he didn't stay. After all, he has an enviable position in the capital.
Wang Tieniu was shocked and hesitant.
Lin Tian nodded and said: "The reason why I want you to stay is because if you don't become an undead, I can't train you in some secret ways of the undead, such as medicinal baths that break the limits of the human body. With your talent, you can improve your performance by at least 30%." .”
What?
Increase by at least 30%?
Wang Tieniu looked at Lin Tian with blazing eyes. What does 30% mean?
This is going to be so powerful that it can fly into the sky!
What is the purpose of being a soldier? Not just to be strong, but now, what is before him is an opportunity to make him as strong as cheating.
If he stayed in the undead, he would definitely become stronger, but Wang Tieniu never expected that he would be so powerful to such a terrifying level.
The next second, Wang Tieniu no longer hesitated, and immediately nodded and said: "Captain, I want to stay, but it's difficult to deal with it in the capital."
Capital?
Lin Tian raised the corner of his mouth slightly with a smile, patted Tieniu on the shoulder, and said: "This is easy to handle. As long as you are willing, the next step is just one sentence."
"If you agree now, I will get it done right away."
