At half past four, the sky was a little gloomy and thunder came faintly. A strong and fishy smell of earth floated in the air as heavy as it had condensed.

On the roadside next to the camp, all the recruits carried backpacks and tried to reduce their clothes to the thinnest - the weight of each gram will gradually increase the burden geometrically during long-distance raids.

According to the rules of the competition, two officers stood at the starting point, and a batch was placed every two minutes in the ranking unit according to the order of draw lots.

Dai Dehan looked up at the dark clouds and urged his squad leader: "It's going to rain! Hurry up! Organize a warm-up, it's our turn to queue up soon!"

Yin Xiancong shouted: "Please take care of each squad, organize the equipment immediately and set off in three minutes!" In front of him was a neat team, and the recruits were all lowering their heads to sort out their equipment.

"The squad leader of each class carefully checks everyone's equipment, and there are no omissions! Be careful!"

Dai Dehan seemed very worried and added a sentence beside him, he was wearing camouflage uniforms today, changing his camouflage shoes on his feet, and it seemed that he was going to run with the recruits.

He tightened his backpack straps solemnly, and then checked his trouser legs.

To facilitate running, all recruits rolled up their trousers and rolled them up to their knees, and rolled the sleeves of the winter training uniforms above their forearms to avoid being dragged down by the sleeves when swinging their arms.

The backpack strap should not be too loose or too tight.

If it is too loose, it is easy to loosen in the middle, which affects the running posture and comfort; if it is too tight, it will tie the chest and affect breathing.

These are all experiences, experiences taught by veterans.

Every subtle place will affect the ultimate performance.

This is the first five-kilometer cross-country competition in the entire battalion of the recruits. The battalion commander means to test the effectiveness of recruits training. All platoons, from platoon leaders to recruits, have a mentality of not being the first.

"Xu Xingguo!"

"arrive!"

Yin Xiancong said: "You are responsible for running Zhuangyan!" He turned around and said: "Seriously, you are responsible for running Guo Xiangyang!"

"Yes!" Yan Su and Xu Xingguo gave a loud answer in unison.

"Squad leader, I don't need anyone to pull me! I can run! I promise you!"

Zhuang Yan said as he looked at Xu Xingguo diagonally.

When Xu Xingguo was pulled away, Zhuangyan felt that it would be better to die than to die.

Yin Xiancong was silent.

Zhuangyan said again: "Squad leader, I promise to run well today. If I can't run well, I am your grandson!"

Yin Xiancong couldn't help laughing, and gently threw the belt in his hand on the solemn backpack: "Get out! I don't need such a big grandson!"

Turning his head to Xu Xingguo, he said, "Xu Xingguo, go and help Changsheng."

He turned around and said to Zhuang Yan: "Run well for me, and it will affect the performance of the platoon. I will deal with you when I come back!"

Zhuang Yan snorted, "Okay, I've said that if I don't run in the top few today, I'm your grandson in the squad leader!"

This sounds like a solemn act like a grandson, but it sounds like Yin Xiancong always feels that the taste is wrong, as if he has been taken advantage of.

One minute later, the platoon of recruits was sorted out.

Dadehan walked to the team: "Tell me!"

The whole platoon stood at attention, and he ordered: "After a break! Today is the first time the recruits battalion organized a five-kilometer off-road competition. I said that the result is not important, but the process is very important. The distance between the first two minutes is the third row of the Ninth Company. What kind of row is that?"

The recruits looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"That's all a group of parallel goods!" Dedehan whispered loudly: "Their total score is only six points, and they don't have a chance to compete for the top three. What should we do?"

The recruits still didn't know how to answer, and they stared at each other.

Dai Dehan waved his belt hard and shouted: "Just treat those little Japanese devils, we are the Red Army guerrillas, catch up with them! Catch them! Beyond them! We rank, do we have that confidence!?"

"Yes!" The whole platoon stood at attention and replied.

"Hit a little louder! Do you have confidence!!"

"have!!"

Not far away, the ninth company commander heard the shouts of Dedehan and couldn't help but jump and scolded: "Damn Dadehan, how are you talking? Can you speak humanly?"

Dai Dehan shook his head with a smile, and didn't take the words of the Ninth Company Commander at all. He laughed and said, "Company Commander Ninth, if you don't believe me, I'll chase you!"

At the command of the battalion duty officer, a row of recruits rushed out of the starting point like arrows.

The Ninth Company Commander stood there, recovering for a long time, and turned to complain to the battalion commander Teng Wenji, who was beside him: "Battery Commander, what do you think of this Daedhan!"

Teng Wenji smiled helplessly and shook his head and said, "Did you know Daedhan on the first day?"

After saying that, he shook his head again.

He rushed out of the starting point. Dedehan jumped from the back of the team to the front like a rabbit, and then from the front to the back, without stopping his mouth.

"Don't run desperately from the beginning! Five kilometers are about physical strength distribution! A uniform speed! Do as much as you have. Now it's not a hundred-meter sprint!"

This time, Zhuangyan ran unexpectedly relaxed.

There is no problem with breathing, the strength on the feet seems to be endless, and the healed right foot has more bounce power than before it is injured.

Soon, Zhuangyan had remained firmly among the top three in the team.

He was excited to find that he was not physically unable to meet the requirements, and he was inferior to most of his comrades in the long-distance running.

It’s just that the pain objectively caused the previous training results to be a mess.

Guo Xiangyang, who usually ran behind the team like him, still did not improve. Yan Su and Xu Xingguo pulled and pushed each other. The second squad leader Niu Dali grinned on the side and ran and shouted: "Hurry! Quick!"

The belt in his hand was waving like a helicopter propeller.

Dai Dehan and Yin Xiancong showed twelve-minute surprise at Zhuang Yan's condition today. Yin Xiancong ran to him and smiled and said, "Can you do it? Don't run hard, pay attention to allocating your physical strength."

He grinned solemnly, turned around and shouted with great enthusiasm: "Damn, whoever wants me to help me, I'll carry a gun for him!"

Dai Dehan ran to Yin Xiancong, looked at the solemn running all the way, and said incredibly: "I said Yin Xiancong, haven't he been sick these days? Why does it look like he took an expired aphrodisiac today?"

Yin Xiancong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know, maybe the platoon leader has put stimulants in your coke."

Dadehan laughed loudly and said loudly: "This is like my soldier..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something.

Looking back.

The second platoon team was no longer the worst Guo Xiangyang, who had run the worst in the past, but another recruit named Zhang Yan.

"Zhang Yan! What's wrong with you!?"

Dai Dehan ran back to the end of the team and shouted at the last player Zhang Yan.
Chapter completed!