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Chapter 35 The Contest kicks off

Just when the solemn and heart were in chaos, Yin Xiancong suddenly laughed.

"All right, I'm just kidding you, it scares you."

He stood up, raised his jaw and said, "Eat it quickly. When someone comes back, he will see you eating the patient noodles here alone. How bad is the impact."

Zhuang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still couldn't figure it out.

Yin Xiancong knew whether he was really going to run away at that time?

Now that the squad leader doesn't ask, Zhuang Yan doesn't plan to say it anymore.

This is not a glorious thing, let him rot in his stomach all his life.

The volleyball competition arranged by the battalion commander finally arrived as scheduled.

In the middle of the night, when Zhuang Yan was still sleeping in a daze, the battalion commander and correspondent blew up an emergency meeting at 2 a.m. without any notice.

The rules of the battalion commander Teng Wenji's competition are very simple. The third battalion of recruits only has eight or nine new recruit companies, a total of six platoons.

Calculate the score in ranking units.

Set the top three rewards.

The first place is counted as three points, the second place is two points, the third place is one point, and the rest of the places are not scored.

A total of five items were assessed - emergency assembly, bomb dropping, equipment practice, push-ups, and five kilometers of off-road.

Emergency set with five kilometers off-road to calculate the last grade, while the rest calculate the average grade.

The grades in the second row are not good or bad.

The last time in the second row of the emergency gathering was two minutes, forty-five seconds, two and four, ranking third in the sixth.

Platoon leader A Dai was not satisfied with this result. After disbanding, he took the entire platoon to the platoon room for a training speech, and then poured some chicken blood on his way.

"...If we only let the platoon leader compete and only look at the results of our platoon leader, I, Dadehan, promise that we will win the first place in the second platoon! In this recruit camp... no! In the entire regiment's recruit camp, no platoon leader is my Dadehan's opponent! Do you believe it or not??"

A sound like a bell burst out from A Dai's short body, resounding through the sky.

"Believe!" The recruits had to believe it.

Platoon leader A Dai is indeed awesome.

"There are only one soldiers in the capital, and they are all in a nest. I, Dai Dehan, think it's okay, why can't you? If you are a soldier under my command, you have to be fine! Do you understand?!"

"I understand!" The recruits were beaten to the point of being so excited that they screamed.

Everyone knows that A Dai is awesome, so when he joins the army under awesome people, he feels that he must be awesome.

"Since we understand, will we snatch back the points we lost tomorrow? Do you want it??"

"want!"

The new recruits in the team began to get ready, and they all wanted to fight immediately.

"All of them are good! They are all man! Since that's the case, we will show them a skill on the training ground tomorrow! Let them know that our second platoon soldiers are as awesome as me! OK!"

"Okay!" The recruits raised their voices and expressed their determination with the largest decibels.

Early the next morning, before the wake-up call was sounded, I got up solemnly.

I got out of bed and moved my hands and feet, and there seemed to be no problem.

After all, he is a young man and his body recovers very quickly.

Yin Xiancong also got up when he heard the movement. Seeing Zhuang Yan twisting his waist and hands beside his bed, he said, "Why are you getting up?"

"Game!" Zhuang Yan stood in the darkness, then the faint light at the door clearly saw that it was Yin Xiancong, and whispered: "Squad leader, I didn't joke with you yesterday. I want to be a good soldier, not a coward, and I will be looked down upon by someone."

Yin Xiancong couldn't help but grin.

He thought Zhuangyan's soldier was really interesting.

"You just fainted once yesterday, and the health officer said that he approved you to have a day off, so there is no need to participate in the competition today."

Zhuang Yan became anxious when she heard this: "That won't work, I must participate..."

In fact, there is no reason why Zhuangyan is so active.

A few days ago, he was very comfortable.

Due to injuries on his feet, Zhuang Yan just stands in military posture and walks around the queue every day, and basically does not need to participate in any vigorous physical training.

However, this comfortable feeling later became an uncomfortable burden without realizing it.

Every time he sits in the queue and hears the busy training slogans outside, he always feels like he is sitting on pins and needles.

It would be fine if I was really sick, but Zhuangyan has been pretending to be sick these days.

Every day when I see other comrades returning to the ward room with a sweat all over, my solemn heart is not really a good feeling, as if I am a traitor, as if I have taken a huge advantage for my comrades who sleep in the same ward room and eat the same pot of meals.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Especially yesterday, Niu Dali was despised by Xu Xingguo on the equipment field, and his solemn self-esteem broke all over the ground like glass.

He felt that he had to find some face.

It is said that you are not a good soldier, but the tone in your heart must be revealed. You have to pick up wherever you lose your face.

After being a soldier for more than a month, Zhuang Yan has never been so excited.

When I was a child, I went on summer vacation and Zhuangyan followed my mother back to my grandmother's house to visit relatives. My grandmother's house lived in the mountains of Guixi Province, where there was a custom of fighting cocks every festival.

Cockfighting is specially raised and trained.

On the festival day, villagers from each village will gather in a large circle on a glutinous field, and the owners of both sides of the cockfighting will bring their most proud cockfighting from the stage.

The cockfighters often stand tall and clamor before they go on stage, and they want to rush up and peck their opponents to death.

Before officially letting go of the hand to fight, the owner would take out a bottle of earth-wine rice wine from his pocket, put it in his mouth, pinch the chicken's mouth with one hand, and spray it on the chicken's head with one mouthful.

The wine enters the chicken's throat, and the cockfighting becomes extremely brave until the last breath of fighting.

Zhuang Yan now feels that she is no different from the cockfighting that is the only one who is on the stage. The eight extraordinary meridians in her body are full of high fighting spirit.

After my feet are well, I have enough rest, and I am full of energy.

There is no better time than now.

Bomb drops, instrument gymnastics exercises and push-ups are held in the morning.

The results of the emergency assembly last night were calculated together. After the morning exercises were over, the battalion commander, several company commanders and battalion chiefs and battalion chiefs were calculated together, and the total results were calculated.

When Dadehan got the results, he was stunned.

On that score sheet, the scores of the six platoons of the two recruit companies and the calculated scores of the temporary four items were clearly written.

Scores in the second row of eight consecutive rows: Emergency set 1, push-ups 3, equipment 2, bomb drop 2...

Nine-company first row score: Emergency set 3, push-ups 2, equipment 1, bomb drop 2...

Scores in the first row of eight companies: Emergency set 2, push-ups 3, equipment 3, bomb drop 0...

"Fuck! Three of them are the same!?"

He couldn't help but shout.
Chapter completed!
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