Mo Wen appeared leisurely behind Qin Xiaoyou. Seeing that she had not climbed up the high wall, he pushed her round buttocks and pushed her up directly.
The sudden touch on her buttocks frightened Qin Xiaoyou into screaming, and she turned around in panic. When she realized it was Mo Wen, she immediately stared with big eyes and said angrily: "Mo Wen, you are seeking death."
"Accident, accident."
Mo Wen laughed dryly, it was indeed an accident just now. Seeing that Qin Xiaoyou was anxious and couldn't climb up, he helped her. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it feels really good.
Qin Xiaoyou didn't have time to continue teaching Mo Wen a lesson. After glaring at him fiercely, he jumped off the high wall with a red face and rushed towards the pile net on the opposite side in a professional manner.
Mo Wen Lao Shen followed Qin Xiaoyou carefully, and when he saw her strength was running low, he quietly helped her, but Qin Xiaoyou rolled his eyes every time.
Unknowingly, Qin Xiaoyou ran in third place in the female soldiers' team. As for the two female soldiers who rushed forward bravely, they were very powerful women.
However, compared to the female soldiers' team, the competition among the male soldiers' team is extremely fierce. Now some people have passed through the obstacle area and run towards the finish line.
In the end, Qin Xiaoyou ran in 21st place, Mo Wen ran in 22nd place, Wang Yuan ran in fourth place, and Chen Zhongqing ran in 15th place. However, the other two people from the fourth battalion also ran in 15th place.
In front of Chen Zhongqing.
After a period of calculation, after the final total score came out, the third battalion was still first, the fourth battalion was second, the second battalion was third, and the first battalion was naturally the last.
Among the three people running in the top three, two belong to the third battalion, and one is actually a female soldier from the first battalion, a woman!
Not to mention that tough and scary woman, the Third Battalion, which accounts for two of the top three, is really strong. It may not be easy for the Fourth Battalion to defeat the Third Battalion.
After the first round of competition, the third battalion ranked first with 108 points, the fourth battalion ranked second with 103 points, the third battalion ranked third with 98 points, and the first battalion ranked fourth with 97 points.
"The level of students in the third battalion is indeed higher than that of other battalions. There are many capable people in that battalion."
Zhang Zhangzheng looked at Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen and said helplessly. At this time, the Chief Instructor's face was already a little gloomy.
"As far as I know, there are still a few outstanding students from the Third Battalion who did not appear in the first round. It is estimated that they will appear in the next two rounds. It will be difficult for our Fourth Battalion to win against the Third Battalion."
Another company instructor also said bitterly that he had a good relationship with an instructor from the third battalion. He knew from him that there were several very powerful people in the third battalion, but the fact that they were not sent out in the first round allowed the third battalion to easily win first place.
First, it will probably be even more difficult to win the third battalion later.
"Don't we have a few talented people in our fourth battalion?" Zhou Zhen said with an ugly expression.
"Yes, yes, but it's hard to say whether we can beat the third battalion. It is said that the third battalion has a sharpshooter. That kid is very evil. It is said that he can hit a moving flying saucer from a hundred meters away."
Zhang Zhangzheng said with some worry, the second round was a shooting competition, and the score was higher than crossing obstacles. If the fourth battalion still lost in the shooting competition, it would be impossible to turn around.
"Didn't you tell me last time that there was a guy in your third company who was a good shooter?" Zhou Zhen frowned and said.
"Although that boy is very good, but compared with Shao Jianyang of the Third Battalion, I'm afraid he's still far behind."
Zhang Lizheng smiled bitterly. He now regretted reporting Mo Wen's affairs to Zhou Zhen in advance. At that time, he thought that Mo Wen was likely to win the first place in the shooting competition, so he told Zhou Zhen the good news.
But now, there is Shao Jianyang from the third battalion. His marksmanship is so monstrous that even some professional snipers from the special forces cannot compare with him. He no longer has any confidence that Mo Wen will win the first place in the shooting competition.
"No need to make excuses. If you fail, you fail. If you lose, you lose."
Zhou Zhen snorted and closed his eyes slightly, obviously not having any confidence in the next game.
"In the second round of the 100-meter shooting competition, let's ask the four battalions to select ten outstanding players for the second round of competition. The first place will get 20 points, the second place will have 15 points, the third place will have 10 points, and the fourth place will have 10 points.
Five points for your name, let’s start from now on.”
After the first round of competition ended, the middle-aged officer returned to the middle of the school field again, holding a loudspeaker and began to announce the start of the second round.
The second 100-meter shooting competition was very simple. Each battalion selected ten members to shoot at a fixed target 100 meters away.
Each of the four battalions sends one person, and then a group of four takes turns to shoot. Everyone must hit the bullseye ten rings. If they fail to hit the target, they are considered eliminated.
After being eliminated one by one in the final round, the team that persists until the end will be ranked first, and the team that is eliminated first will be ranked last.
The second round is a test of a person's personal level. If a person keeps hitting the bull's-eye ten rings, he will never be eliminated. As long as one person in a battalion is not eliminated, it is not over.
However, it is extremely difficult to hit the bullseye ten rings every time. Even a sharpshooter may fail if he is even slightly distracted.
There is no doubt that the fourth battalion picked Mo Wen first. Although his 400 hurdles score was not particularly good, his shooting skills were guaranteed by instructor Zhang Lizheng.
Similarly, Wang Yuan was selected in the second round. He is a very rare ancient warrior, and his abilities in all aspects are far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. In addition to Mo Wen and Wang Yuan, is there a third ancient warrior in the entire fourth battalion?
It's something difficult to say.
After a while, a team of ten people from four battalions appeared in the center of the school field. What surprised Mo Wen was why Qin Xiaoyou appeared again!
Isn’t she still an all-around genius?
Four targets are fixed in the center of the school field, and a red line is drawn a hundred meters away. The area outside the red line is divided into four areas, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4, each corresponding to a target.
Each battalion walked to the corresponding area code to warm up and prepare, and the official shooting competition began ten minutes later.
There are no regulations on the firearms used in the competition. There are pistols, rifles, and even machine guns. Of course, there are no sniper rifles.
Students can choose any firearm they are good at to compete.
During the ten-minute warm-up period, everyone began to do warm-up exercises. After selecting suitable guns, they began to shoot a few shots in advance to test the target.
When Mo Wen brought up a semi-automatic rifle, he did not go to test the target. Instead, he directly disassembled the rifle into its original parts. After checking it and finding that there were no problems, he reassembled it.
"You are the one. Mo Wen, what is your relationship with Qin Xiaoyou?"
A young man of short stature and ordinary appearance but with sharp eyes walked up to Mo Wen and looked at Mo Wen with a scrutinizing gaze.
Although he was not tall, his eyes were higher than his head. He never had to look anyone in the eye, and when he stood in front of Mo Wen, he still had a condescending and commanding tone.
"That doesn't seem to be any of your business, does it?" Mo Wen glanced at the young man and said calmly.
"Very good, you have the guts. My name is Shao Jianyang. Please remember my name. You will know who is ravaging you later. It is said that you are still the seed player of the fourth camp? Haha, I will step on you hard later.
I don’t know what the expressions of the Fourth Battalion will be when they are underfoot.”
Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen coldly, then laughed and left.
Mo Wen rolled his eyes, it was really baffling.
But he has gotten used to it. Since high school, he has been in constant trouble because of knowing Qin Xiaoyou; now that he is in college, it is still the same.