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Chapter 50 Athletics

After returning from the exercise, three personnel carriers had already been parked in the squadron yard, and hundreds of soldiers from the mobile brigade stood neatly without moving.

The squadron leader Sun Hao was shaking hands cordially with a deputy battalion officer, but after holding the hands of the two people, they couldn't relax. They smiled at each other, using dark gold in their hands.

After the squadron was squadron, the squadron leader and the squadron started to squadron first.

"Welcome, hehe." Sun Hao smiled and didn't smile.

"You're welcome, you're here too urgently and didn't bring any gifts to Captain Sun, haha."

"Captain Liang, you're welcome, what gift do you want? You don't have to worry about my three-point land. I'll make it a good arrangement."

"It's hard to do it." A relaxed smile appeared on the dark face of the deputy battalion officer.

But the squadron leader Sun Hao's face was very bad and showed a painful expression. It was obvious that his hand strength was not as strong as the other party, and he suffered a loss.

"Haha, okay, let the brothers eat and have enough food, and then talk about it." Sun Hao pulled out his hand vigorously and greeted him.

The right hand that was holding the other person was carried behind by Sun Hao as if nothing had happened, and he moved hard, and the palms appeared in a black color.

"Grandma, the captain is at a loss!" Xu Hanyang cursed and was about to go up immediately.

Yan Fenghuo grabbed him and scolded him, "Who do you think you are? Just a small squad leader, he is a quarrel between the leader. Besides, can you ever fight that guy when you go up? He has great skills in his hands. Isn't it blue on the squadron leader's palm? That's called the powerful Vajra Claw, it's so awesome!"

"Hammer, is it true or false, and it's the powerful Vajra Claw?" Xu Hanyang questioned Yan Fenghuo's words.

"What are you doing to lie to you?" Yan Fenghuo said seriously: "Please pay attention to his palms. Are they covered with calluses and thick skin?"

“Not many calluses…”

"Oh, that's even more terrifying. When practicing this skill to a certain extent, the calluses will fall off by themselves; when practicing to the extreme, the hands will be as white as a girl's tenderness."

Xu Hanyang was silent for a long time and said helplessly: "Old Yan, can we make a comeback after a while?"

"Hehe, sorry, I'm really bragging this time, hahaha."

The soldiers from the mobile brigade first entered the canteen for dinner. The soldiers of our squadron came back to work hard to wash and organize the internal affairs, and just happened to eat after the other party had eaten.

Sun Hao smiled and watched all the officers and soldiers of the mobile brigade walk into the cafeteria, and then watched the soldiers under his command enter the dormitory. Then he pulled out his hand and swung it hard, sucking the air conditioner in his mouth.

Three black and blue scars appeared on the entire right hand, which shows how powerful the opponent's hand is.

"Squadron Captain," Yan Fenghuo showed his head out of the window and smiled at Sun Hao, "Do you want me to help you clean up that guy?"

"Get out!" Sun Hao was quite unhappy.

"Hehe..." Yan Fenghuo licked his lips and smiled, and retracted his head.

"Yan Fenghuo!" Sun Hao shouted at Yan Fenghuo again.

But Yan Fenghuo didn't even show his head and pretended not to hear it.

"Yan Fenghuo, come down here!" Sun Hao scolded loudly.

But Yan Fenghuo still kept silent.

"Give you a minute..."

"Bang", Yan Fenghuo closed the window directly, saving Sun Hao from roaring around.

But Sun Hao is a standard stubborn guy. Seeing that Yan Fenghuo ignored him, he ran up and kicked open the door of the kitchen dormitory.

"Yan Fenghuo! Do you still have a sense of organizational discipline and do you have the sense of obedience? I told you to go down but didn't hear me, and my ears were stuffed with donkey hair?"

“Unity-preparation-alignment!”

"Unity is strength! Unity is strength!..."

The high singing sounded, deafening. The soldiers of the squadron yelled with all their might, and the standard sings were standard.

Faced with the squadron's overwhelming momentum, Liang Gang smiled slightly and immediately started, which was also "Unity is Strength".

The moment the mobile brigade singed, a thunderous sound immediately rose, rolling in, colliding with the sea of ​​mountains and seas. When the two collided together, it was like an earthquake, making people feel a little unbearable.

The voice of the squadron was overwhelmed, and Sun Hao was eager to play cards and slogans, but the defeat was decided. In terms of voice, they could not compare to each other.

"Stop! Lose!" Sun Hao admitted defeat and rushed to Liang Gang: "Four hundred meters of obstacles, each draws five people, and wins two games in three games!"

"Okay, there's only a 400-meter obstacle." Liang Gang faced happily.

The 400-meter obstacle is anaerobic exercise, which is a type of training subject in the People's Liberation Army and the Armed Police Force. The 100-meter field is back and forth twice, and various marching obstacles are set up on the way, requiring participants to cross all obstacles and return in the shortest time to a high-intensity and high-difficulty training subject.

This training subject definitely makes many soldiers suffer, but it can best test their comprehensive qualities. Many people once had a good run due to 400-meter obstacles.

The four hundred meters obstacle, after running, the bones and flesh separated, the lungs hurt due to hypoxia, and their face was pale. At this time, light a cigarette and take a deep breath, enjoying the slight tingling sensation of the smoke entering the hypoxia lungs, one word: Beauty!
Chapter completed!
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