For the solemn who participated in the competition for the first time, today was really an eye-opener.

Division-level units have competitions almost every year.

The competition is the best stage for a serious contest between the infantry regiments.

You are usually so arrogant, others think you are bragging.

To be able to win the gold medal in the competition is really awesome.

They are all hot-blooded sons in their 18s and 20s. The military camp was originally a place where the male hormones were flying.

At nine o'clock, the division commander boarded the rostrum and announced the official start of the competition.

Suddenly the entire teaching team became a sea of ​​chicken blood...

That's right, it's chicken blood...

Each squadron of the teaching team has its own "mother's family", the 271st group corresponds to the first squadron, the 272nd group corresponds to the second squadron, and the 273rd group corresponds to the third squadron.

The soldiers of each squadron were selected from these infantry regiments to participate in the pre-trained squad leader training. Therefore, the entire training team has been training in a secretly competitive atmosphere.

This competition completely put all competition on the table.

What's more, all the government division commanders are here today, as are the commanders and deputy commanders of each regiment, including the division chief of staff and the deputy chief of staff.

In front of the division chief, no infantry regiment was willing to show weakness. The officers above lieutenant colonel sat on the rostrum, and at first they were able to smile and smile peacefully. The veterans of the real battlefield have long been unable to hold back their competitive heart, and have long ignored their status as the head and deputy head of the regiment. They ran to the rostrum, rolled up their sleeves, clenched their fists, and waved them fiercely in the air.

"That soldier from the Fifth Company! You cheer me up! Didn't you eat breakfast? Didn't the cooking class add milk and eggs!? Why are you acting like a bitch!"

"Three artillery companies! What the **** are you doing! Isn't the artillery the strongest? Why is it only 68 meters to throw a grenade? It's only 2 meters away!? You can blow it away with a fart!"

"Eighth company! Don't let the 271 gang underestimate our regiment! Come on! By the way! Just run like this! Ouch...how did the high wall pass like this..."

"Old Wei, what are you talking about? Who is it?"

"Old Chen, I'll just say something casually, what's wrong? The one who lost to our group is not convinced?"

"Tsk tsk, old Wei, don't be so arrogant, when you compared me to obstacles, I'm not inferior to you!"

"Look, look, you're talking **** too!"

"What did you say, otherwise, let's compare now?"

"Bibi is Bibi! You've been training pigs for so many years!?"

The two heads of the regiment were on the bar next to the rostrum, blushing and thick necks.

These were the military backbones of the various units back then. They were all great men who had come down from the southern battlefield. They were all masters who had dealt with the **** of death after hundreds of battles. They had more scars than the military medals hanging on their chests. .

Everyone has either first-class merit or the title of heroic model, and they are all tough warriors. Of course, no one will obey anyone.

Chief of Staff Li of the 1st Division couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and patted the table, shouting: "Wei Xuefeng, Chen Quan, both of you should pay attention to your image, anyway, you are senior officers, and you don't have to be afraid. Being laughed at by soldiers!"

It was the chief who came forward in person, and the scene on the rostrum was finally calmed down.

Witnessing the solemnity of all this, then I know why the division head will be there to watch the battle in person. This is not only related to the training level of the entire division, but if they do not come to the field alone, these sturdy infantry regiments Leaders can turn the soldiers' arena into their own on the spot.

The head of the regiment is still like this, and the low-level officers and soldiers are full of chicken blood, and their emotions have already been so high that they are about to explode.

The teaching team had all the venues occupied by the elite competitions today, so the students who did not participate in the elite competitions became the cheerleaders of their respective infantry regiments.

Regiment flags, battalion flags, company flags, and flags representing the history and honor of the troops were waved on the sidelines, and the cheers resounded through the sky.

Zhang Jianxing stood on the edge of the obstacle course with a few of his soldiers. Now he thinks the most proud recruit, Xu Xingguo, is running on the 3rd, galloping like an arrow from the string.

"Run fast! Xu Xingguo! Your platoon leader Adai is the record holder in the military region. You will lose your platoon leader's company within one minute and 30 seconds."

The solemn and serious two looked at each other beside him.

Because they are both in a row...

Zhang Jianxing suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Zhuang Yan, "How many minutes and seconds does your kid run?"

Zhuang Yan blushed and said, "I tried the highest record here and ran a minute and thirty-six..."

"What about you?" Zhang Jianxing asked seriously again.

Serenity also felt very embarrassed, and said as if he had done something wrong: "Company commander, I only ran one minute and thirty-six...just like the solemn."

"You two!" Zhang Jianxing raised his index finger, poked in front of the two of them, and said with a look of hating iron for not being steel: "What a shame for your platoon leader!"

Liu Ruiyong watched the fun with a smile on the side, he was not in a row anyway.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Jianxing noticed Liu Ruiyong, "Although you are not in the first row, you are in our Iron Eighth Company! You haven't reached the top level in one item, that's a shame for our Company!"

Liu Ruiyong immediately didn't dare to laugh anymore, and honestly hid away.

Kang Maoqiang, the company commander of the sixth company of the first-class hero company next to him, saw Zhang Jianxing teaching his soldiers, and couldn't help laughing: "Old Zhang, the top is not scolded, the level is the level, and it has to be trained."

Zhang Jianxing's face was already dark, but this time his face was even darker, and he said, "Lao Kang, don't think that your Sixth Company can be much better than us. Why don't you train us? You think our Company is incompetent? Just one Adai, who is your Company? Can you compare?"

"Adai is Adai, he is an officer, I mean soldiers." Kang Maoqiang said, "Look at our company, ten top players have come to participate in the competition, how many of you are?"

Only six people from the Iron Eighth Company entered the competition stage this time.

Yin Xiancong dropped bombs, Cheng Hao blocked, Niu vigorously dropped bombs, and shot solemnly and seriously, Xu Xingguo took all three tasks—bombing, 400-meter obstacles and equipment.

Speaking of the number of people, there are only six people, almost half of the six companies.

The top players who came to compete in the regiment were screened in the regiment before, and only those who were close to the top level were eligible to come to the competition.

Therefore, Kang Maoqiang felt that there were ten top players who could come, and to some extent, he had already won eight consecutive games.

Zhang Jianxing said unconvinced: "Okay, Lao Kang, ten people are great?"

He pointed to Xu Xingguo on the obstacle course and said, "Do you have any one who can run within one minute and thirty seconds? I seem to be able to do this as a soldier."

Kang Maoqiang turned his eyes to the obstacle course, and sure enough, Xu Xingguo rode out of the dust, throwing the other three opponents four or five meters away.

UU's reading www.uukanshu.com as a company commander is naturally clear about the urine of his soldiers.

The Sixth Company has three participants in the 400-meter obstacle competition today, but the level is only close to the top level. The division requires one minute and thirty-two seconds to obtain the top title, and is qualified to participate in the big competition of the Group Army at the beginning of next year. The fastest record among the three was only 1 minute 32 seconds 36. It is reasonable to say that it is the top level, but if it is said to run within 1 minute and 30 seconds, it is really not there.

"This soldier of mine is only a first-year soldier!" Zhang Jianxing saw Kang Maoqiang choked to the point of being speechless, and said proudly: "You guys, are there many veteran soldiers? There are many people, but the quality is not very good. Our company It's about quality, not quantity!"

After saying that, he was able to wring his hands, and did not look at Kang Maoqiang with the right eyes.

At this time, Xu Xingguo started the last 100-meter sprint, and he was already far ahead in time.

In the end, he took the lead and crossed the finish line. His face was pale, and he was breathing heavily. It seemed that he had reached the limit!

Zhang Jianxing hurriedly ran to the invigilator's side, stretched out his head to look at the watch in his hand, and asked repeatedly, "Teacher, Xu Xingguo from Runway 3, how much time?"