Special Years

The three ranks are equally divided.

This result made the officers of all three battalions laugh a little.

It can be seen that this year's recruit battalion, every company platoon has worked hard in recruit training, and each platoon does not have an absolute overwhelming advantage in terms of strength compared to its brother platoons.

There is one last item left in the project—the five-kilometer trail run.

In the army, the five-kilometer cross-country is a common subject.

What are common subjects?

It is a subject that all troops, regardless of the navy, land and air force, must undergo training.

In the army, the subject of five-kilometer cross-country has a special meaning.

This is not just because long-distance weight-bearing cross-country is a subject that can assess the comprehensive physical fitness of soldiers.

In the early 1990s, under the influence of old-fashioned combat thinking, the five-kilometer cross-country, known as the fine tradition of the PLA, had a natural status of detachment.

Whether or not he can win the championship of the battalion competition, the highlight is on the five-kilometer cross-country which is the highlight.

For the first and second rows of the eighth company, and the first row of the ninth company, this is the key to victory, and there is absolutely no room for loss of half a point.

In order to let all the recruits run the best, Teng Wenji decided to schedule the five-kilometer cross-country race before dinner in the afternoon.

As a result, the recruits who originally competed in multiple subjects during the morning exercise time can have a morning rest time to recover their physical strength.

Secondly, it is also necessary to avoid the morning competition, which will cause the recruits to exercise too vigorously just after breakfast, which will cause some physical discomfort.

Platoon leader Adai didn't say anything in the morning. When the recruits were resting in the morning, he moved a small bench and sat in the shade in front of the big platoon room, where he cracked his knuckles and watched with his small eyes for a while. Looking at the three rows of houses in the distance, I swept to a row of houses next to the second row.

No one knew what he was thinking.

After the nap, the weather suddenly became a little gloomy.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

The scheduled game time is half past four.

There is still half an hour.

Dai Dehan asked Yin Xiancong to gather all the recruits.

He's going to start teaching.

Standing solemnly in the team, he thought he was going to be baptized with chicken blood again, but he didn't expect that Dedham's lectures turned out to be the opposite.

"Comrades, since last night, the whole battalion competition has kicked off. In the four subjects that have been conducted in the past, our results have been very good. I thought about it all morning and felt the pressure on you last night. It's too big, and the requirements are too high. You're still recruits, and you can do this..."

Speaking of which, Adai began to pace in front of the team with his hands behind his back, taking his signature small square steps.

"I think it's too high to demand yourselves by my own standards..."

Zhuang Yan was so surprised that his jaw dropped to the ground.

Is this still the sassy Deadham?

In my own impression, Deadham is a very demanding and strict person.

On weekdays, even if everyone trains like a dog, Adai will not have any sympathy. It will always be the sentence: "What is this!? You haven't been to the coaching team! You haven't participated in the elite training camp! I think back then …”

Every time I think about that year, and then the glorious history of Barabala himself.

It seems that these recruits are frogs at the bottom of the well, and they have never seen the big world in the army.

Today is evil!

Adai has found out by conscience?

Zhuang Yan carefully squinted his eyes left and right, and sure enough, he wasn't the only one surprised.

Even the squad leaders standing in the team were dumbfounded.

No one knew what medicine was buried in Adai's gourd.

"Like last night's emergency meeting, we won the third place. In fact, we have the ability to take the first place. I know this. Don't we just have ten seconds longer than the first place? So I will review it carefully. I am self-critical here, and I am going to self-criticize..."

self-criticism...

An ominous thought surged up in the solemn heart.

This is not at all like the platoon leader Adai I know.

Since entering the 8th Company and 2nd Platoon of the Recruit Battalion, Zhuang Yan has never seen any "self-criticism" from Adai...

"In the five-kilometer race this afternoon, I think we just need to do our best. I don't care about the results. There is a good process. Do your best, and if you fight it, you will be worthy of yourself. The other brothers' platoons are really strong... "

As he was talking, he saw someone in the distance walking towards this side carrying a box of soda.

"Here here!"

Adai beckoned to the person from afar.

"Set it here."

Zhuang Yan saw clearly that this was the owner of the family shop in the camp and his relatives.

All the recruits' eyes fell on the box.

"Cola!?"

"Wow! It's Coke!"

Some people in the recruit team have become restless.

Several squad leaders turned their heads sharply, their sharp eyes swept across the faces of the recruits, and then they quieted down.

That's a dollar a bottle of Coke.

It's not expensive, but it's still very tempting for these eighteen and nineteenth children.

"In order to reward everyone, I decided to use my salary to invite everyone to drink Coke!" Adai waved his hand and said to everyone, "Everyone has a share! Line up to get it! Whether you take the first place in the competition, the platoon leader will invite you all. Drink Coke!"

The recruits cheered with a "wow".

Under the command of the squad leader, the queue began to get another Coke.

Zhuang Yan followed in the team, and pulled the serious person who walked away: "Hey, I said that Adai is wrong!"

Seriously, but not smiling, he said: "This is called ideological work, and the officers of the UU Reading Book www.uukanshu.com army are the best at it..."

Zhuang Yan laughed happily and said, "What about him! Anyway, I'm going to work hard today! I'll drink it first and then talk about it."

"That's right, Majestic, why is your performance completely different today." Seriously remembering the four subject table competitions in the morning, he was dignified and solemn on weekdays, but today he is as brave as a little tiger, and all the subjects' results are in the upper ranks.

Zhuang Yan said with a bit of sarcasm: "Cough, what is this, I usually just keep a low profile, to preserve my strength..."

"Blow it up! All the cows have gone to heaven..."

In fact, the solemn is not completely bragging.

The rest of the past few days has given him a great recovery, otherwise he would not have pulled out 11 standard horizontal bars to practice with Xu Xingguo yesterday.

What excites him most is that his feet are completely healed.

An incomparable sense of ease made Zhuang Yan feel as light as a swallow. Today's five kilometers, he decided to try his training results over the past month to see what kind of results he can run.

At least, the leader of the fifth squad, Niu Dali, can no longer joke that he is only a pig farmer.

Raising pigs?

Too embarrassing!

"Platoon commander! Don't worry! I, Guo Xiangyang, assure you that I will not embarrass the platoon!"

Guo Xiangyang, a big man in Shandong, sipped a Coke and started to pat his chest to make sure he had a ticket.

"Me too! Platoon leader, I will definitely not embarrass you!"

"Today, let's have a hard fight with them and see who is the hero and who is the hero!"

More and more people expressed their determination, and the solemn eyes on the side were rolling around, thinking, it really is the "ideological work" that is seriously said.

This small bottle of Coke can be used more than a few times of pouring chicken blood.