Faced with praise from all directions, Chinese military officers did not relax their vigilance.
During halftime, team members are prohibited from communicating with military officers of their own country, but this does not hinder previous communication between team members in each group.
A member of the American team walked up to Gu Chen and took off his helmet, revealing an angular Western face.
Those beautiful and transparent amber eyes looked at Gu Chen and said in surprise: "Gu, it's really you! Hahahaha, I said, that powerful Chinese girl must be you!"
It's Phillips, who took the West Point examination with Gu Chen last year and successfully entered the West Point School to become a junior student.
A year later, the boy with a slightly green face at the beginning has become a stalwart military cadet, wearing a US combat uniform and looking very heroic.
Gu Chen smiled and said: "So it's you, not bad! You've made great progress."
"If you hadn't helped me during the exam, I might not have become a West Point student. My mother said that if I meet you again next time, I must invite you to my hometown." Phillips said when he saw Gu Chen
Remembering myself, the smile on my face became even deeper.
The smiles between the two of them were a bit dazzling in Bertram's eyes... Before he could meet her, this junior student passed by first!
The 11 boys looked at the American students who were chatting happily with Gu Chen in surprise. They sat together and whispered: "How come the squad leader still knows the American team members...have you known each other before?"
"Didn't you hear the other party say that the squad leader helped him during the assessment? He must have known him before."
"...Don't you think what the man said is intriguing? He said that if it weren't for the squad leader's help, he wouldn't be able to get into West Point."
"Assessment...help...West Point School? I, I, I...I seem to have figured out the relationship between this."
The last relationship shocked the 11 boys. Gu... Gu Chen participated in the West Point Military Academy's candidate assessment last year!! The news is absolutely 100% true!!
Not only are all the American students Westerners, but there is also one with two Asian faces. The expressions of these two Asian faces are so good, they can even be called... cold, because when they look at Gu Chen, their eyes are like poisonous snakes.
Cold.
The two of them communicated quickly in Japanese at the top of their lungs, glancing at Gu Chen from time to time, sneering at the corners of their mouths for a while, then darkly, as if they were planning some conspiracy.
At noon, we rested in the base. After lunch, we had half an hour for the afternoon subject competition.
The rope bridge subject is the first competition in the afternoon. The name of the rope bridge subject implies that it is a bridge mainly made of rope, or a bridge made of a single rope.
Each one has four small sections. Before the game, the referee needs to carry ammunition and ammunition when he continues to cross the rope bridge with one stroke, and the whole team must be together.
The rope has no support. Wherever your strength is, your body will fall in that direction. It is not like a piece of wood that can be supported by one hand to make your body more stable.
If all the team members go up at the same time, their strength will definitely not be coordinated with each other. Maybe they go to the left, maybe they go to the right. This will cause the rope bridge to shake, and they will fall if they are not careful.
The Chilean team members carefully stepped on the rope. The two in front and the two in the back were responsible for stabilizing the rope bridge, while the eight team members in the middle carefully transported the ammunition boxes.
They communicated in their native language from time to time. Once the rope shook, they immediately stopped and continued until it stabilized.
"Too much time is wasted. Even if the rope is moving, we still need to move forward." Gu Chen immediately denied criticizing this overly stable method of transporting ammunition boxes. This method seemed to reduce the chance of falling, but it lengthened the entire time.
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My cervical vertebra has been hurting, so I learned from a reader friend and said that it is really good to write "rice, phoenix" with your head. Thank you.
I don’t have a group number. If I have one, I will announce it.
