Special Years

Chapter 251: a bolt from the blue

Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory.

Just over a week before the big contest, something happened to Zhuang Yan.

It happened suddenly.

Mechanical gymnastics is one of Zhuang Yan's subjects in the competition. After all, when he was in the Iron Eighth Company, Zhuang Yan was one of the recruits with the best equipment, and he was no better than some veterans.

When I came to the teaching team, the level of solemn equipment improved by leaps and bounds.

Now the single-parallel bar eight practice is no longer a problem for Zhuang Yan.

According to the regulations, in the division-level competition, as long as you can complete the standard eight exercises on the single and parallel bars, you can get a top medal.

And when it comes to the group army competition, it is the same standard.

Legend has it that next year will be a military region-level competition every five years, so the group army's organization of competitions this year is actually to reserve talents for the competition in the coming year.

You must know that those who got the top three places in the military region level competition did not run for the second-class merit.

Getting second-class merit means that one foot has stepped into the ranks of officers.

Therefore, in the past month, the coaching team basically does not need to take care of the squad leader. They take care of themselves and put pressure on themselves.

In military training, accidents are always inevitable.

Zhuang Yan just didn’t expect that it would fall on his head this time.

In the evening, the sun was setting, and there were twos and threes of top seedlings practicing single and parallel bars in the equipment yard.

"Solemnly, do you dare to come and see who has the most slalom in the horizontal bar eight practice."

A student from the Second Squadron saw Zhuang Yan beside the horizontal bar and hurried over to challenge him.

A little competition between soldiers is also very common in the army.

The second squadron is a soldier of the 271st regiment, and the third squadron is a soldier of the 273th regiment. Originally, there would be secret rivalries between the regiment and the regiment's brother units, not to mention the high sense of honor of the teaching brigade's advance squad leader?

Of course Zhuang Yan could not admit defeat.

"Come here, if you lose, please drink a soda."

The two were on the bar, and the soldiers next to them started booing.

There was a big crowd around.

Zhuang Yan usually makes ten big slaloms in the horizontal bar eight practice. This time, when he jumped on the horizontal bar, the sunset in the distance just aimed his red face at the equipment field.

The slightly dazzling light made Zhuang Yan slightly frown, and an ominous feeling came to his heart.

However, he still did not take this hunch to heart.

Close up, close your legs, swing forward, swing back, then increase the strength of your waist and leg tips, and swing forward vigorously.

Finally, after the third backswing, the solemn body gained enough kinetic energy, and the whole person was like a bird flying on the horizontal bar.

He started spinning around the bar non-stop, as straight as a stick.

This is the standard eight-practice grand loop.

Light, ethereal...

Under the horizontal bar, someone shouted: "Okay!"

Then the others followed suit.

In sight, the whole world is constantly spinning.

The eight-practice grand loop has extremely high requirements on a person's body coordination and balance, and also has great requirements on hand strength.

It looks simple, but it is basically impossible to do without solid basic skills practice.

More importantly, it takes a lot of guts.

Just as everyone was counting, when the count reached "twelve", the solemn hand suddenly slipped, and the person flew out like a broken kite.

"Fuck!"

The people below exclaimed.

The quick-response soldiers even chased in the direction Zhuang Yan flew out, hugging him like a volley.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Zhuang Yan flew directly out of the six-meter equipment yard, and fell heavily on the weeds more than 20 centimeters high like a sack full of sand.

Zhuang Yan felt that his left body hit the ground first, and then rolled twice, and heard a terrifying "click" at the joint of his left upper arm.

Lying on the ground, several students rushed up to help him up, but just as they hugged Zhuang Yan, they heard him scream.

"It hurts...the right hand..."

The experienced veteran quickly said to the others, "Don't touch him, let him lie on the ground, and go to the infirmary to call a doctor!"

The two soldiers ran away in the direction of the brigade headquarters.

Lying solemnly on the ground, there was cold sweat on his forehead.

He carefully turned his head and glanced at his left shoulder.

The position of the upper arm has collapsed, and the left hand can't use any strength, as if it's useless.

"My left hand... has no strength..."

The veteran said, "Don't worry, let the doctor come to see if you have any internal injuries."

Zhuang Yan lay down on his back, looking at the sky where he could vaguely see the crescent moon, I was stunned, not knowing how badly I was hurt.

There are still ten days or so to compete, but I am injured...

Done.

The world suddenly darkened.

The army doctor Li Shangyue of the brigade quickly ran over with a first-aid kit, checked it, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just a dislocated arm, I can take it back for you, but for safety, you have to Go to the hospital to take a film for a detailed examination, I'm afraid you have internal bleeding, which will kill you."

Li Shangyue is already a major military doctor. He has been in the army for nearly 20 years and has seen many things.

A few years ago, I saw a soldier who fell off just running a single-plank bridge, his stomach hit the bridge, he took it without paying attention, and there was no trauma. The squad leader told him to go back to the row room to rest.

Unexpectedly, at noon, the soldier became more and more in pain, and his face was as white as paper.

In the end, a volunteer found that something was wrong, and quickly called a car and sent the person to the field hospital.

The results of the examination came out with a jump~lightnovelpub.net~ It turned out that the abdomen was knocked on the single-plank bridge, and the spleen had ruptured on the spot, but the ruptured wound was small, not a lot of bleeding, but slowly oozing.

The field hospital urgently performed an operation on the unfortunate soldier. The entire brigade went to queue for blood, and a full amount of blood was drawn from the abdomen of the wounded soldier. It was already an extremely dangerous situation. Check in.

To the hospital, carefully checked.

When the time came, the doctors finally had the answer - the unfortunate one was only a dislocated left arm, and the rest had no problems.

Zhuang Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, grabbed Li Shangyue and asked the doctor who brought him to the army, "Doctor Li, I will participate in the competition in ten days. Can I still participate in the equipment program?"

"You mean the eight exercises?" Li Shangyue immediately rejected the solemn idea: "No! Although your pain will disappear in a week, the dislocation must be recovered slowly, and high-intensity hand exercises are not allowed, otherwise It will be taken off again, you should take a good rest and think about it again next year."

Hearing Li Shangyue sentenced to death for his equipment competition, solemn head blew.