Special Years

After the shift meeting was held on the playground, everyone went back to the row after disbanding. Xu Xingguo, who was unhappy, imitated Changsheng and called out, "Hello, Chief!"

When it was over, he laughed.

Chang Sheng felt uncomfortable when he heard this, lying on the bed and crying.

Zhuang Yan squinted at Xu Xingguo and said dissatisfiedly, "Xu Jianyou, are you finished!?"

Xu Xingguo said: "Am I wrong? He has been the last in the five-kilometer cross-country for a long time, and the housekeeping is the worst. Now it's all right, and he's still salute the battalion commander in the toilet, which is a shame for our class! I don't think so! What is it called to win, it is called to lose."

Both Xu Xingguo and Chang Sheng were recruits from the sixth squad, Chen Qingming's subordinates.

From the point of view of training typical Xu Xingguo, being in the same class with Chang Sheng was a bloodbath.

The second row organizes a five-kilometer off-road by themselves, and the sixth class is always the bottom one. Because of this, Xu Xingguo despised Changsheng a lot.

Zhuang Yan said: "Don't you just have better military training? Are you more powerful? In this day and age, you eat your brains. Bulls are powerful, but they can only plow the fields!"

Xu Xingguo sneered and said: "Zhuang Yan, you are also similar things, you are similar, don't you look at what you look like in your own training? Every five kilometers, I have to pull you to run? If you don’t practice martial arts, you’re not considered a qualified soldier. There’s a way for you to compare your military with me! Which one of you can stand side by side with me!?”

Saying that, he pointed to the row of single parallel bars placed outside and said, "Let's not say anything else, let's practice with the horizontal bars, if you pull 5, I will pull 10, if you pull 10, I will pull 20, anyway, it will be better than you. twice as much!"

The eyes of the entire platoon of recruits fell on Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan felt a burning sensation on his face, like someone slapped his face with a big mouth.

Although Zhuang Yan is usually considered a half rogue, he is not even a good soldier at all.

But there is one thing, he has an extremely strong self-esteem.

Others can laugh at themselves as rascals, but they cannot question their incompetence.

Xu Xingguo's words completely ignited solemn anger.

To die is to die!

Compare!

Zhuang Yan didn't believe that he couldn't even do half of Xu Xingguo's exercises.

Although Comrade Xu Typical is one of the top recruits in the platoon and even in the company, he has already slapped his face in the face, and as a man, he cannot kneel down and confess.

"Comparison! Who is afraid of who!"

Zhuang Yan didn't care to estimate the gap between the two so far, so he accepted Xu Xingguo's challenge.

A horizontal bar exercise is actually a horizontal bar pull-up.

According to the syllabus of the army, 6 are passing, 8 are good, and 12 are excellent.

In solemn memory, Xu Xingguo's highest record was 16, and his highest record was 8.

That being said, it's still possible to reach half of the opponent's number.

Seeing Zhuang Yan accept the move, Xu Xingguo was rather happy, stood up confidently, pointed to the outside, and said loudly, "Go! Today, I will convince you of your defeat!"

A good show started. Whether it was a new recruit or a veteran squad leader, or even the platoon leader Adai, they all wanted to join in the fun.

After all, in the army, loving the army and practicing martial arts is always advocated. When soldiers compete on the training ground, they can activate the atmosphere and improve the morale of training. This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

Niu Dali laughed until he couldn't close his mouth, and took the initiative to slap his chest loudly: "I'll be the referee! I'll be the referee!"

Everyone rushed out of the row house, forgetting the equipment yard behind and running away.

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt regret.

He didn't expect that Xu Xingguo would dare to take over the field without even thinking about it. The sixth and fourth classes were originally trained separately. Only when the platoon hit the training, they joined together, so Zhuang Yan's training level for Xu Xingguo was finally improved to What grade is not clear at all.

The people in the row house are empty, only the solemnity and solemnity are left, and the origin of the matter - Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng said apologetically, "Solemn... I'm sorry..."

Zhuang Yan suddenly burst into arrogance again, and said carelessly: "Why are you talking about this, I can't get used to that guy Xu Jianxian!"

Serenity curled his lips aside and said, "Zhongyan, can you practice a few?"

Zhuang Yan said: "8, I can pull 8, a good level."

The serious expression looked a bit like a smile but not a smile. He patted the solemn shoulder sympathetically and said, "I've seen Xu Xingguo pull 20, but the day before yesterday..."

Zhuang Yan was instantly dumbfounded.

The day before yesterday?

For the past two days, he has been pretending to be dead.

Because of his leg injury, Yin Xiancong generally does not allow him to participate in physical training, so the two days of solemnity are almost half-training, and he did not attend the equipment training that day.

20! ?

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt Xu Xingguo's terror.

This special girl is really a bull, and she is a sports school student. The recruit has only been a month old, and he actually pulled 20 horizontal bars to practice!

This is already the level of a veteran.

However, for the battle that you are about to fight, you will have to play with tears in your eyes!

"If you die, you will die! I'm afraid of chicken feathers!" Zhuang Yan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Go! I don't believe that Xu Jian is that Lord Ma has three eyes!"

At the equipment yard, Niu Dali couldn't wait.

Seeing Zhuang Yan, he was the first to shout: "Hurry up! Slow down! Zhuang Yan, are you a coward?"

The sixth squad leader has always liked Xu Xingguo very much~www.novelmt.com~ It can be said that Xu Xingguo is the soldier he picked the most. Give him peace of mind.

"I said the fifth squad leader..." Chen Qingming looked arrogant and calm, pulled Niu Dali, turned to Zhuang Yan and said: "Zhuang Yan, you are not Xu Xingguo's opponent, I advise you to be a little self-aware, revolutionary comrade-in-arms. There is no dispute over the length of the day, you admit defeat verbally, I will be a good old man, and that's it..."

It sounds like peace is the most precious thing to say, but if you listen carefully, it's not the taste.

It's obvious that you're saying, Zhuang Yan, if you break the level, don't be stubborn, why do you do it.

Even Yin Xiancong, the fourth squad leader on the side, couldn't help it, his face turned cold, and he said solemnly: "We are soldiers, we can't admit defeat without fighting, even if we meet a stronger opponent than ourselves, we have to work a little bit desperately. Spirit, even if you lose, you have to lose with integrity!"

Chen Qingming pretended to sigh, and said proudly: "I just want to be a good person in vain, yes, let's compare!"

He turned his head and said to Xu Xingguo who was beside him: "Go! If you win tonight, you will be exempt from training at night, and you don't have to participate in emergency gatherings!"

"Yes! Squad leader, I promise to complete the task!" Xu Xingguo said, slanting his face, casting a cold glance at Zhuang Yan, sneering contemptuously, and then made a vigorous leap and grabbed the horizontal bar.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

Niu Dali began to count one by one, and every time Xu Xingguo's chin crossed the bar, he added a number.

The whole platoon of recruits stared at Xu Xingguo attentively.

Everyone is guessing whether Xu Xingguo today can break the all-platoon record set by himself.