Special Years

This evening, Xu Xingguo broke the record he had set for a recruit in the Eighth Company to do a practice session.

He did 22.

Of course, in the eyes of veterans, 22 pull-ups are not a big deal, let alone a fuss.

But it is very rare among recruits. At least 99.9% of recruits cannot achieve this number unless they have practiced at home.

Landing from the horizontal bar, Xu Xingguo let out a long breath.

Just now, he did 22 horizontal bar exercises with all his strength, which made him feel a little exhausted. The muscles on his forearm were stiff, all tense, and he felt a little cramp.

Standing under the horizontal bar, Zhuang Yan was already dumbfounded.

The other recruits let out bursts of exclamations.

22!

Xu Xingguo made a total of 22! 10 outstanding grades beyond the syllabus!

As a recruit who has been in the army for a month, this level is scary enough.

The solemn heart suddenly became half cold.

This means that in order to tie with Xu Xingguo, he has to do 11, and he must reach the excellent performance standard of 12 to be considered a winner.

Of course, Zhuang Yan knew how much he weighed and how many taels he had. The time he made 8 of them, he still did it by cheating.

That time, when Yin Xiancong turned his head to look away and didn't pay attention to himself, he jumped on the bar first, and then made two jumps, his arms were not straight enough, and according to the army, it was "not standard" .

Although this little slicker won a "good" result and made Zhuang Yanyang feel complacent for a while, it has laid the foundation for the current competition.

Sometimes, people always have the illusion that they can deceive themselves even if they lie too much.

So is solemnity.

Subconsciously, he always thought he could do 8.

When accepting Xu Xingguo's challenge, he also thought so.

But now, he is awake.

Zhuang Yan realized that he had made a huge mistake.

People can never rely on lies. Lies are like colorful and beautiful soap bubbles in the sun, and they can't escape the end of bursting.

Now, I have pitted myself.

"Twenty-two!" Niu Dali smiled and looked at Xu Xingguo who had walked to the side, then turned to solemn.

The fifth squad leader, Niu Dali, doesn't like solemnity.

No one likes a recruit who likes to play tricks while training and cheating.

You Qi Zhuangyan had ridiculed himself in a strange way at the platoon meeting last time, which made Niu Dali very unable to step down.

"It's your turn, solemn, don't be so cowardly, when you get to the training ground, be a wilt brother!"

Up to now, the match with Xu Xingguo is no longer a personal matter.

This is about the honor of the fourth and sixth classes.

Although Zhuang Yan hadn't eaten from the army for a few days, he knew that veterans like A Dai and Yin Xiancong valued honor more than life.

He bite the bullet and came under the horizontal bar.

Raising his head, the looming moon had already appeared in the sky. He felt a sense of ischemia and dizziness, and his hands shook a few times.

"Go! Don't linger!"

Yin Xiancong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly beside him.

Zhuang Yan was so frightened that he jumped up like a monkey, grabbing the horizontal bar with both hands.

"one!"

"two!"

…

"Four!"

By the fifth, the solemn face was already like a red silk cloth, and the blood poured into the subcutaneous blood vessels under the skin, looking like a red balloon that was only full of gas.

By the fifth time, he already felt a little cramp in his arm.

This made him a little flustered.

It seems that 22 pull-ups don't seem like a lot, but it depends on the person.

Compared with Xu Xingguo, his arm strength is indeed not on the same level as the opponent's.

"Majestic, you can do 12 today, and you don't have to participate in any training tonight!"

Yin Xiancong also began to entice.

Zhuang Yan didn't even dare to answer the conversation, and now he hangs all over his body with a breath pinned to his body. As soon as he opens his mouth, he becomes discouraged.

Fuck the **** Xu Xian!

Zhuang Yan grinned as if constipated and pulled out the fifth.

"Five!" Niu Dali shouted loudly.

"Zhuang Yan, don't think about anything else, just concentrate, just treat your arm as if it's not your own, just treat it as a machine!" Yin Xiancong clearly saw that Zhuang Yan was starting to get tired, and quickly cheered him up: "12 is not difficult! It's not difficult at all!"

Standing in the crowd, Chang Sheng also summoned up his courage and shouted, "Come on solemnly!"

Then, the other soldiers of the fourth squad also shouted.

"Come on solemnly!"

"Come on, solemnly!"

The cheering sound did play a role, the blue veins on the solemn temple were stretched out, and they were lying on it like two earthworms.

He did three more.

"Eight!"

Niu Dali's face began to show consternation.

Eight is already good.

For new recruits, it's a decent achievement.

This is already Zhuang Yan's best result, excluding the previous result of cheating and cheating, this is his best record.

Zhuang Yan felt as if his body had been evacuated, and every ounce of energy in his body was being used on his arms.

The place where both hands grip the horizontal bar is aching, and I don't know if the skin is broken.

The forearm seemed to be filled with molten iron, as hard as two dry firewoods, without any flexibility.

"It's only four short!" Yin Xiancong couldn't stand anymore, and ran directly to the horizontal bar to cheer his soldiers: "Fucking only four! If you die, give me four! Otherwise, you won't be allowed to come down! "

"I..." Hanging from the horizontal bar like a solemn dead pig, gasping for breath, sweat dripped all over his forehead.

"Squad leader... I can't take it anymore..."

Yin Xiancong saw Zhuang Yan's fingers grasping the horizontal bar begin to loosen one by one.

"Hold on! Do four! Otherwise I'll punish you for running five kilometers until dawn tonight!"

Zhuang Yan shuddered in his heart.

Running five kilometers and running at dawn...

This is the rhythm of killing people!

He slammed hard, and his fingers gripped the horizontal bar again.

"Pull! Pull up! Don't think that you can't do it, just tell yourself that you can! It's only four! Four! Even if you lift four pigs to the bar, you have to lift them up for me! "

Zhuang Yan tried his best, his eyes were all red, and his elbows seemed to be stuffed with a fire, burning hot.

Halfway through, he was suddenly discouraged, and the man fell down again.

This time, the shock that gathered all the strength of the whole body failed!

Niu Dali's tense face finally relaxed. As a veteran, he knows very well that horizontal bar pull-ups must be done consistently. Once stopped, it is basically impossible to continue.

"Zhengyan, with your training level, you still want to challenge Xu Xingguo? I think you can only go to raise pigs in the next team, which is more suitable for you."

This sentence is like a bomb thrown into Zhuang Yan's mind.

Raise pigs! ?

no!

How can a soldier raise pigs! ?

Although I have always longed for the logistics force, but raising pigs is something I can do?

If it’s really like what Niu Dali said, when you go home after serving in the army, others will ask, what are you doing in the army?

Do you want to tell others that you have been dealing with that kind of beast that eats, sleeps, sleeps, and eats for three years?

Shame!

"I won't raise pigs even if I die!"

Zhuang Yan suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Niu Dali who was standing beside the horizontal bar, and almost said this sentence in a gnashing tone.

Then, under the astonished gazes of Niu Dali and the crowd, the solemn arm began to shrink slowly, pulling his chin little by little over the beam of the horizontal bar.

"Nine!"

This time, Yin Xiancong had already started reading before Niu Dali.

"The 10th!"

"Good job!"

"Come on! Solemn!"

The recruits were even more excited than Xu Xingguo had just pulled 22, and they all boiled over.