Chapter 164: This Lu Yuan will be able to walk sideways in the future
At this moment, in the military physical training ground, countless eyes were focused on the ropes, and some people started to cheer and cheer.
Some people just want to watch the fun with their arms crossed, wanting to see how many people can successfully reach the finish line this year.
Chen Mo shook his dizzy head. He could no longer feel the pain caused by severe physical overdraft.
I just felt extremely tired, so tired that I could close my eyes and fall asleep in the next second.
At this time, there was no sleep at all because of the kilometer obstacle course, the training challenge for the best scouts in the army, and the mid-year assessment.
His subconscious mind kept telling him that if he just let go and fell into the sand pit, it would be very easy.
But Chen Mo did not choose to let go. The sweat on his forehead slid into his eye sockets, stinging his eyes red.
This is not a rope crossing, but a movement of the rope.
Chen Mo tried to grit his teeth, but he had no extra strength in his body. He could only try to alternate between his left and right hands. He had to rest for a long time each time before he could move again.
I don’t ask to reach the end, I just hope to move forward a little further and achieve a little more than others.
Among the crowd in the distance, only a very few people knew Chen Mo.
But everyone can see that this soldier has reached the end of his strength.
The reason why it can still move is because of its unwillingness to admit defeat.
"Xiucai, come on, we're almost at the finish line." In the distance, Ding Zeliang was waving to encourage him from time to time, with obvious excitement on his face.
No matter what, whether the people in front were physically exhausted or made mistakes in overcoming obstacles, no one reached the finish line. This was a problem for those groups that had not yet started.
It's a blow after all.
Many people are eagerly hoping that someone will come out and successfully reach the finish line to cheer up those behind.
Gradually, after a short rest, Chen Mo was able to hear sounds in the distance. He looked up with difficulty and no longer paid attention.
Continue to move forward alternately.
Although Chen Mo is not very old, he has experienced too much of the ups and downs of human nature and has much more social experience than his peers.
The progress, or rather the failure, in training could not allow Chen Mo to fully experience the joy and frustration involved.
In the face of encouragement and passion, most of the time, he seemed to be doing an extremely boring piece of grid graffiti, without much joy and excitement after the harvest.
But it is precisely because of this that Chen Mo understands more clearly that giving up is often very easy, it is just a matter of a single thought.
It is extremely difficult to persevere.
Many opportunities and chances in life are buried in repeated persistence.
Finally, he moved the 30-meter rope to the end.
At this time, the two people from the fourteenth group also fell halfway.
On Chen Mo's side, there was only a five-meter-high net wall, an eight-meter-long climbing board, and an "S"-shaped curve at the final finish line. As long as he could cross it, he would win.
But Chen Mo was really out of strength. After climbing over the rope, he fell into the sand pit and tried three times before he stood up.
Fang Huai looked anxious at the starting point. He waved his hand and asked the veterans of the motorized infantry company of the coaching regiment to guard the finish line in the distance.
It is convenient to take care of the fallen Chen Mo at any time.
Ding Zeliang and Xie Yong from dormitory 402, who had played before or were still far from playing, also began to move towards the finish line.
People tend to follow the herd mentality.
Fang Huai gave an order for the police on duty to open the gap and let people go to the finish line. The crowd that was originally watching the excitement from the periphery also began to gather towards the finish line.
"Xiucai, come on, hold on."
As Xie Yong ran, he shouted at Chen Mo who was still stumbling forward, and behind him, the huge crowd followed suit and shouted.
The crowd surged and the noise was overwhelming, echoing in the scorching training ground.
Maybe I am indeed young.
As Chen Mo took heavy steps and rushed towards the net wall, the process also allowed him to gradually recover from his previous state of almost fainting. The pain in his chest that seemed to be about to explode came back.
The five-meter-high net wall, if Chen Mo was in good condition, he could climb to the top in a few steps and then jump down without any problem.
But at this moment, his legs were clearly out of coordination.
During several climbs, my toes got caught on the rope and I almost fell down.
In desperation, Chen Mo could only bend his feet slightly outward when going down the net wall, hold the rope tightly with both hands, and move down little by little.
When it came to the penultimate event, climbing the wooden wall, the crowd watching from afar were even more worried for Chen Mo.
This so-called climbing wall is not as good as a climbing building. At least the building has more places to leverage.
The wooden board had only one side, with many small raised wooden blocks nailed onto it. The entire wooden wall was eight meters long.
In order to pass this obstacle, Chen Mo had to keep his entire body pressed against the wall, clasping his hands and stepping on his feet to ensure that he would not fall.
Looking at Chen Mo's trembling movements, Fang Huai, who was watching, held his breath and stared.
It seemed as if he was afraid that the noise would be too loud and would disturb the scholar.
The cheers from the audience gradually became quieter and quieter until it was silent. Thousands of eyes were fixed on the figure on the wooden wall.
In the huge kilometer-long obstacle course, Chen Mo seemed to be the only protagonist of the whole field. No one could keep up with him, and no one could keep pace with him.
One meter, two meters, three meters, four meters, five meters.
The moment Chen Mo successfully jumped down from the wooden wall, the scene erupted in applause again.
Because there is only one last "S" turn left, and as long as you run through it, you will reach the finish line.
The police officers on duty pulled up the ribbons at the finish line in advance.
This is the first time in today's fifteen consecutive challenges that someone has a chance of reaching the finish line.
"Xiucai, hold on, charge!"
"Scholar, hold on for me, give it one last push."
"Victory is just around the corner, give us some strength, brother."
The roars and encouragements from the crowd almost blew away the dome above the entire military training ground.
Who says today’s scouts are inferior to the veterans of the past?
Isn't it possible for someone to reach the finish line?
The S-curve is actually not very long, less than a hundred meters in total, but it is the most difficult distance Chen Mo has ever walked.
He fell every three steps and staggered every two steps, but he didn't fall to the ground completely. He was supported by the obsession in his heart.
finally.
Chen Mo reached the finish line, and the moment his body passed through the finish line ribbon.
The crowd of onlookers rioted.
Xie Yong was the first to rush to the front. He had competed before and no one knew better than him how difficult the 1,000-meter obstacle course was.
It was possible that they conquered this veteran from the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, but failed to conquer the private from the unknown armored reconnaissance company of the Seventh Division.
“Come on, I’ll do it!!”
Xie Yong rushed to the finish line. He reached out to take the light salt water prepared by the police officer. With his strong arms, he supported Chen Mo and fed the water bottle to his mouth, moistening his lips bit by bit.
"Xiucai, you're such a hidden bastard. During training camps, you always follow the crowd. So, you weren't worthy of taking action before?"
Hearing the sound, Chen Mo just grinned, without even a bit of extra strength left.
Fang Huai even stepped forward, patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and laughed: "Good boy, good job, just for this, you will be able to walk sideways in our college in the future."
"There are many military academies in Shimen. Now that you have passed the test, I am afraid that many people will come to challenge you again recently, haha."
"Damn, you're putting a lot of pressure on me." Ding Zeliang raised his hand and scratched his head.
What he said is true.
No one from the first dozen or so groups reached the finish line, but suddenly one person from the thirteenth group jumped out. It was indeed a big challenge for the subsequent groups.
However, greater challenges also mean greater excitement.
It would have been fine if no one had passed before, as everyone was the same, like a thief catching a thief, and no one laughed at anyone else.
But now that one person has passed, it is equivalent to sounding the charge horn for everyone.
In group 17 and group 18, the veterans were more steady than the other, and they even began to learn some details of climbing over obstacles, imitating Chen Mo's movements.
It's really awesome.
As the training was still going on, the crowd gathered at the finish line did not stay long.
Some people just came to see what the people who could pass looked like. When they saw that the scholar they had been calling for a long time was just a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, many people smacked their lips and left.
But there were also some people who stopped here and observed Chen Mo from time to time.
Fortunately, I have thick skin, so I can just look at it. It doesn’t matter if it hurts me.
You can look at it as you like.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, ignoring the people around him and just resting himself.
The main thing is that my whole body feels like it's falling apart and I have no strength at all.
Facing the gazes from those around him, he pretended not to see them, and took a sip of light salt water from time to time to replenish his water.
Just as he was sitting aside enjoying his leisure time, a few young people with the same red-clad student title, four men and two women, gathered around him curiously.
"Hello, senior." One of the short-haired female students squatted in front of him, extended her hand and said with a smile: "My name is Yu Tian, a sophomore in the Electronics Department, and also a member of the college publicity club."
"Senior, can you tell me what it was like to run the 1,000-meter obstacle course?"
This was the first time Chen Mo was called "senior" since he joined the army. He straightened his body involuntarily.
He extended his hand and politely shook hands with the little girl. Actually, she was a sophomore, and in terms of age, she should be older than Chen Mo.
"I don't feel anything, just one word: tired."
Chen Mo shook his head. He answered casually. What the hell is the feeling of running obstacles?
No matter how talented a person is, after going through so many obstacles, the biggest feeling he or she will have is probably "Wow". No fancy words can describe the process.
Based on physical fitness alone, only the top military personnel or exceptionally talented athletes can make it.
The rest depends entirely on your willpower.
But Yu Tian, a member of the college publicity club, obviously had no intention of letting go of this good material.
She took out the notebook and pen she had brought with her, squatted on the ground again, and chattered like a star-chaser: "Senior, can I ask which unit you are from?"
"What merits did you achieve in being selected for admission? How old are you this year? Our publicity department can publish a column for you soon."
"His name is Chen Mo, and he's a soldier in the 63rd Army's 7th Tank Division. Oh, and it should be called the 7th Armored Brigade now."
When Yu Tian was asking, a majestic response suddenly came from behind her.
When everyone looked up, they found that Zhang Jinnan, the vice president of Lu Academy, had walked up to them with several school leaders.
Chen Mo was like this because of his experience and the fact that he had come into contact with many leaders in the past.
So when facing the teachers in the college, I dare not call them "old man" behind their backs.
But this does not mean that the vice president of Lu Academy and other leaders have no authority, especially for ordinary students like Yu Tian.
Seeing the school leaders coming in a group at once, several people hurriedly stood at attention and saluted!
Chen Mo also stood up and saluted!
“Hello, Chief!!”
"Haha, you really are not someone who can live in peace."
Zhang Jinnan waved to the other students, signaling them to be more polite. He then patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Not bad. You can even survive the 1,000-meter obstacle course. You're a true all-rounder."
"Take good care of your mid-year assessment. Don't let it down. The people from your Seventh Division are watching us."
After Vice President Zhang finished speaking, he turned his head and gestured to another colonel standing behind him.
Chen Mo didn't know this person, but he had heard from Fang Huai and Cheng Dong a long time ago that there were people from the Seventh Division in Lu Academy.
It seems that it should be the person in front of me.
In fact, it is quite easy to distinguish him from his appearance. Unlike Zhang Jinnan and those academic teachers, although he has the rank of colonel, his elegant temperament is more obvious.
Face-to-face conversations are not intimidating.
But the man that Vice President Zhang pointed to looked to be no more than fifty years old, but his temples were already gray, and he exuded a tough and majestic aura that was intimidating without even being angry.
There was no need to speak deliberately, a cold feeling of war and iron cavalry filled the air.
“Hello, Chief!!”
Chen Mo saluted again.
"Well, hello." Upon hearing this, the other party just nodded slightly.
Zhang Jinnan smiled and said, "Chen Mo, this is Luo Yaowu, the former chief of staff of your old Seventh Division. He has now been transferred to our academy's Strategic Campaign Department as director."
"You have to behave well. Director Luo is always watching you."
"Don't worry, Chief. I promise not to bring shame to our Seventh Division." Chen Mo swore loudly. Although the Seventh Division no longer existed, even its number had been revoked.
But for these leaders of the older generation, the unit and the number are no longer there, but the people and the spirit of inheritance are always there.
This kind of moment that can bring people closer together cannot be missed.
"Well, you're pretty good."
Luo Yaowu smiled. He was also one of the main persons in charge of the subsequent construction of the training base of the college. Director Luo was naturally aware of Chen Mo's affairs.
After a simple greeting.
Zhang Jinnan waved his hand again and said, "Alright, you young people can chat. We old men won't bother you anymore."
Finished.
Vice President Zhang took his people away. He was just surprised that someone like Chen Mo, who studied information technology every day, was so outstanding in physical fitness.
Originally, he had proposed to Principal Yuan that Chen Mo should go to the base's academic affairs department to serve as an instructor, but he was a little hesitant.
Now it seems that it is not impossible.
After all, no matter what aspects the instructor is responsible for teaching, when facing a group of non-commissioned officers as students, he must have the ability to convince them, right?
Talking alone won't do it.
Those who are said to be able to lead troops are often those who can surrender troops, and there is a reason for this.
It doesn't matter that Vice President Zhang brought his men here for a stroll, but don't forget that the training of the Reconnaissance Department is still going on.
There were at least 1,500 people nearby joining in the fun, if not 2,000.
So many people saw with their own eyes this so-called scholar chatting and laughing happily with the vice-president of the college. How could that be tolerated?
Zhang Jinnan just left.
Chen Mo noticed that the looks from the people around him were more mixed with surprise, shock, and gossip than before.
No need to think about it.
If anyone mentions him recently, they will probably guess that he has some kind of relationship with the vice president.
Don't underestimate this academy where young people in their twenties gather. Rumors will spread everywhere in just a few hours.
This is not.
There was no need for anyone else, Yu Tian, a sophomore in the Department of Electronics, was standing right next to them and heard the entire conversation.
At this moment, a raging fire of gossip instantly ignited in her bright eyes.
"Senior, your name is Chen Mo?"
"What a great name! Could you tell me about the story of the Seventh Division? Don't worry, I'll write a wonderful article about the Seventh Division and your heroic performance today and post it on the notice board of our publicity agency."
The Propaganda Society is similar to the clubs in universities. They are all organized by students with the approval of the college, and the materials they write will not be directly published in the military newspaper.
It is similar to the confession wall in college, except that it is more positive and circulates among students from different departments.
If the idea is good or the writing is good, it will be selected by the college publicity department and published in the military newspaper.
Chen Mo knows these things.
Fortunately, he has nothing to do right now, and he also needs to improve his visibility in all aspects.
He simply sat on the ground and told his story vividly to Yu Tian and several other members of the propaganda club.
For example, according to the military district, they block spies on their own, have scout competitions, recruit competitions, and have their own company commanders, veteran squad leaders, and so on.
As long as it doesn't involve the training base, there is nothing he must not say.
The experience of being promoted from the grassroots to a private is quite devastating to students who have entered the university through the college entrance examination.
at first.
There were only a few little fans around Chen Mo listening there, and later more and more people came, and a crowd gathered together.
Those guys were all listening attentively to the scholar bragging.
This made the other people in 402 scratch their heads.
Damn it, this son of a bitch, why is his luck always so good?
I don’t know whether he will be able to walk around the academy in the future, but he has become famous for sure.
Who doesn’t want to be noticed? Who doesn’t want to be noticed?
Chen Mo insisted on going the whole way and was warmly received by a group of people, which made a group of old bachelor scouts in the distance jealous.
They turned their grief and anger into motivation and ran hard on the kilometer obstacle course.
In any case, this training camp brought together veterans from the entire army and various heroic reconnaissance companies.
There were also some ruthless people who successfully reached the finish line with amazing perseverance.
And there is more than one.
But they did not receive much applause.
There's nothing we can do about it.
After all, the first one is always the most amazing.
ps: No need to guess, everyone. There is no female lead at the moment. The timeline is in 2003. Before the plot of the military district guard training team comes out, there will be no female lead.
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