I was so angry that I was speechless. I sprinted up and Zhang Jiangang went crazy!
They have been suppressed for too long. These boys have been suppressed for too long, and they get sick when they get up.
"You~ you seven bastards! You sprinted when you were asked to come up! You think you are awesome, don't you!" Zhang Jiangang was so angry with these boys that he was speechless.
In addition, the mid-level officers such as the company commander of the third company and the battalion commander of the fourth battalion were also angry and wanted to curse.
Sprint as soon as you come up, you are sick! Is this how I usually teach you?
The most annoying thing is that these seven cooking soldiers set the rhythm!
Yes, when they accelerated like this, sprinting for 100 meters, they also brought up the rhythm of the other 100 soldiers of the entire third company.
Yes, they are all hot-blooded men and arrogant soldiers. Who wants to be suppressed by a few cooking soldiers who practice health-preserving boxing and soak in saunas every day?
All at once, except for the more than 30 relatively calm soldiers, the 60 or so soldiers from the third company who participated in the battle all fought hard, holding guns and carrying 25 kilograms of weight to catch up.
"What the hell!!" The third company commander was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to hit someone.
"Lao San Lao San, calm down~"
"Eager to win, calm down, third brother~calm down~" Seeing this, the company commanders, instructors, etc. from other companies quickly stopped him and advised him.
However, despite their persuasion, those few people were suppressing laughter in their hearts, and even glanced at the group of guys who rushed out in the third company.
It's stable, our troops of the first, second and fourth companies are stable!
If you run at this speed, let alone 10 kilometers, you will probably be out of breath after 300 meters, and you will have to slow down and take a rest.
Although they are brothers and comrades-in-arms, it is competition after all at this moment, so everyone is laughing secretly. Of course, a game is a game. If it is really a war, these company commanders will definitely go up and beat him up, regardless of whether he is theirs or not.
soldiers.
If it were a war, I would definitely lead troops to rescue people.
Not only the officers of the Fourth Battalion, but also the officers of other battalions and divisions were also shocked by this.
"Which battalion of soldiers are they from? How come they sprint up to 100 meters?" Some were confused, while others were joking.
"They seem to be from the second regiment of the first division."
Someone from other fraternal units reacted.
The commander of the fourth battalion, Gao Bo, did not dare to speak. He pretended not to hear anything and lowered his head slightly.
However, at this moment, there was another exclamation among these mid-level officers.
Seeing the exclamation, Gao Bo quickly looked over. The next moment, Gao Bo was almost crying.
Who leads the troops? Who leads the troops? This is it!
Because it was too far away, Gao Bo couldn't see who it was, so he quickly took a telescope from a person next to him and took a look. When he saw it, Gao Bo broke into cold sweat and his expression was distorted.
Then, Gao Bo looked straight at an old man in the guest seat on the rostrum.
Look at the old man named Zhang Jiangang who can't sit still for a long time.
Zhang Jiangang first glanced at the seven sprinting figures in the distance, then covered his face and sat down obediently.
"Why Xiao Hu! Why are you the only one doing somersaults excitedly while everyone else is running around? Why are you so showy!" Feeling that countless people were looking at him, Zhang Jiangang had no place to put his old face.
Yes, it’s just a 100-meter sprint. That kid from the cooking class, Xiao Hu, rushed out and even did a side flip while running!
In the cooking class, Xiao Hu is the youngest, less than nineteen years old. A few days ago, Zhang Jiangang saw photos of this kid on social networking sites before joining the army. He had dyed yellow hair, wore sunglasses, and drove a sports car.
I heard that his father, who had been in the army at that time, thought this boy was difficult to discipline, so he was thrown into the army.
Whenever you can't do somersaults, if you have to do somersaults at this time, you can do it! Is it you who fell to the ground a few days ago and rubbed his legs? Is it you!
"Teacher Zhang, the soldiers you trained have great personalities." Sitting next to Zhang Jiangang, a military region leader glanced at Zhang Jiangang and said with a smile.
"It has nothing to do with me. This little Hu was already doing somersaults before I came here~" Zhang Jiangang said shamelessly.
"..."
The military leaders, including several other veteran generals who were watching, also smiled and said nothing.
Especially Dong Guochuan and Mr. Dong are a little embarrassed. Teacher Zhang, we can't be like this. I'm still counting on you to bring some achievements. You'd better give me a bunch of crazy things.
Tell me the truth, Mr. Zhang, what have you taught them in the past ten days? Why do all of them have cramps in their heads?
Dong Guochuan, including several other veteran generals who introduced him at the time, still turned to Zhang Jiangang. They really hoped that Zhang Jiangang could make some achievements in the cooking class of the Fourth Battalion, so that they would be proud of themselves.
Is ten days too short and Teacher Zhang has given up on himself?
Dong Guochuan and the others knew the benefits of Zhang's longevity boxing, after all, they were the beneficiaries. So they subconsciously believed that Zhang's military style boxing could not be wrong. However, the start of today's competition was really ridiculous.
In addition, although the leaders of the military region who came this time were polite on their faces, they clearly didn't talk to Zhang Jiangang very much. They felt that this old man had probably lost his cooking class training, especially his brain training.
On the other side, a side somersault also scared another group of people.
As he ran, a black line appeared on his head, and the corner of Wang Shaohua's mouth twitched.
Neurosis, neurosis!
"Yeah!" Xiao Hu finished somersaults, holding a gun in one hand, and still had enough time in the other hand to perform a scissors hand gesture with Wang Shaohua.
"Yeah, sir!" Wang Shaohua was so angry that he took the opportunity to overtake this guy.
Not only Wang Shaohua, but also everyone else has a black line that surpasses Xiao Hu.
However, the more they ran and chased, the more frightened Wang Shaohua and others became.
I don’t know how many meters I have run in the 100-meter sprint since the beginning, but I think it’s about three hundred meters. Anyway, Wang Shaohua’s chest was heaving so much, and his throat was almost breathless.
"Xiao Wang, you haven't made much progress in the past few years~" What's even worse is that Zhou Fu, who was in front of him, had time to look back and shouted.
"Follow up, keep up!" Huang Heping, the deputy squad leader of the cooking class, also looked back and said the same thing.
The speed of these guys also slowed down, I don't know if it was intentional or they couldn't bear it anymore.
"..."
I can't stand it, I absolutely can't stand it!
Because he was sprinting too fast, Wang Shaohua was already speechless. Anyway, he had to bite the bullet and keep chasing!
I don’t believe it. I am the best soldier in the third company. I work so hard. How can I be no better than you cooking soldiers who practice health-preserving boxing all day long?
Aren't you tired of making fun of us?
Work hard, keep chasing, keep sprinting!
Seeing Wang Shaohua working so hard, the others in the company gritted their teeth and panted and continued to chase.
We worked hard, we really worked hard. Gradually, there were less than thirty soldiers who could barely keep up with the weakened version of the 100-meter sprint.
Gritting their teeth and feeling as if their chests were about to explode, these thirty or so people put all their effort into feeding, and their legs were a little sore.
Then, he gritted his teeth and followed about three hundred meters later.
"Huhu~hu", holding his waist, walking slowly, pointing at the six guys in the cooking class more than 20 meters away, Wang Shaohua was really out of breath and couldn't even speak a sentence.
Already.
"You, you, you are sick!!" Pointing at Zhou Fu, Wang Shaohua put his hands on his hips and gasped.