Chapter 86: The competition is over, this is the top bulldozer
No matter how desperate I am, I still have to continue with the morning competition subjects.
But what follows is really the scholar’s individual competition.
After all, the time that new recruits have been exposed to training is still too short, so it is impossible to expect them to be proficient in all items, to develop strong feet, and to become proficient in obstacle running.
It's already excellent.
After the bombing, all personnel were taken to the 30-meter tactical crawling site.
In the 1990s, many details of the training syllabus were different from those in later generations, or in other words, there were not so many humane designs.
All members of the climbing tactics wore helmets, no protective gear, and stood ten meters away from the venue with 81 bars in their hands.
Wu Mengxue is still in the same group as Xiucai, and he is forced to be tied to the same warship.
Because, among the entire 82nd Brigade recruits.
Only by working together with Chen Mo can they ensure that the defeat will not be so ugly.
If someone else were to take the stage, they would probably be beaten so badly that they wouldn't even be able to see the taillights of the car.
"Bang!"
The starting gun sounded.
Climb the tactical field and a row of six people charge forward together.
Wu Mengxue watched Xiucai leap forward, lie down, stretch out his left hand sideways, grab the gun with his right hand, and slide into the 40-centimeter-high barbed wire.
It was just a slide, but it was nearly three meters.
Lao Pao’s best record for climbing a ten-meter wire fence is two seconds, but Chen Mo cannot reach this level at the moment.
But it's not much different.
The land was not like grass, so Chen Mo used the sliding method to slide in, causing Wu Mengxue on the next track to crawl into the barbed wire. Dust flew in front of his eyes and he couldn't even see the road clearly.
"Pah, pah, pah, damn, how could I run into such a beast."
Wu Mengxue spat out the dirt in his mouth and cursed angrily.
He entered the track in a low posture, and relied entirely on his feeling to change to a side posture to move forward. When he was tired of climbing after changing the posture, he had not yet changed to a high posture to sprint.
Chen Mo had already crawled out of the barbed wire and eventually won first place in the batch with a time of 14 seconds.
With this result, if nothing unexpected happens, I will still be the first in the subject.
This caused the company commanders who were watching the battle around to stare in amazement at the scholar standing in the distance.
Now, don’t say that the recruits have no confidence.
Even they were hit hard.
Although, the climbing tactics 14s are not particularly outstanding.
Many veterans of the 82nd Brigade's Motorized Infantry Battalion, including most of the veteran scouts of the 7th Brigade, could execute 13s or even 12s for the same tactical maneuvers.
It is said to be flying close to the ground, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are hidden.
But you can't compare the performance of someone who has only been training for more than a month with those veterans in the army.
Among the new recruits, Chen Mo is the only one who can perform stably in all events and always come out on top.
This completely confused these company commanders.
Guo Hongbing, the company commander of the 1st Company of the 82nd Brigade's new training, looked at the other contestants who had already walked over to the side with their guns to rest, while some had just come out and some were still struggling in the flying dust.
He sighed, raised his hand and patted Cheng Dong's shoulder: "Congratulations, Old Cheng, the first place in this year's competition will probably go to your family."
"It's still early, still early, hehe, it's not certain until the end."
Cheng Dong was rarely humble. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and passed it around.
But the words that came out of his mouth were humble and his expression showed that he was quite pleased.
Looking at that smile of a "villain who has achieved success", I really want to carve the word "scholar" on my forehead.
The guy was so excited that even Hu Degan received the cigarette handed to him by Cheng Dong. He was really happy.
Let go of the cigarette.
Cheng Dong then straightened his body, slightly restrained his smile, and walked to the rest area.
"Hello, Captain!!"
Chen Mo quickly stood up holding the gun.
Seeing this, Cheng Dong raised his hand and waved it, his eyes fixed on the base of Chen Mo's left hand and wrist, as his skin was scratched due to the tactical sliding just now.
The blood flowed out and was stained black by the dust.
"Why are you still resting like nothing happened? Go wash your hands quickly and apply some medicine. The instructor has some medicine on him."
"The next subject is the parallel bars. If you want to compete, I won't say anything. But you need to treat your injuries promptly."
"No need, Captain."
Chen Mo raised his hand to look at the scratched wound, smiled and patted off the dust on it.
It’s normal to get some minor injuries or scrapes during training, so don’t be too picky.
"You kid, you're pretty tough."
Cheng Dong smiled and didn't force it. He pointed to the ground and said, "Sit."
The two sat side by side on the ground, watching the tactical climbing competition going on not far away.
A long while passed.
Cheng Dongcai said, "There are still parallel bars and parallel bars subjects in the morning, and shooting and first aid subjects in the afternoon."
"With your ability, there shouldn't be any problems getting first place."
After saying that, Cheng Dong deliberately turned his head and stared at him, as if he wanted to see some surprise or happiness on Chen Mo's face.
As a result, nothing was seen.
Chen Mo held the gun and rested his face on the barrel, as calm as if he had heard that he was going to eat and drink water.
This made Cheng Dong feel no sense of accomplishment.
You know, he just got a big ovation from a group of company commanders.
"You kid, don't imitate the old gun in everything. Your squad leader has been in the army for a long time and rarely praises people."
"I've been praising you for so long, can you at least give me some reaction?"
"Haha, thank you, Captain." Upon hearing this, Chen Mo immediately put on a grin and said, "I'm so happy to get first place."
This time he laughed.
But Cheng Dong's mouth twitched: "Stop it, stop laughing, it's so fake."
"Keep working hard in the remaining subjects and strive to get first place. Then I have to rush back to Hedong early this afternoon." Cheng Dong pointed at several company commanders nearby: "They all have to go back too."
"New Year's war preparations are about to be activated. Even if I tell you, you won't understand."
"Anyway, the instructor is watching here. If you have any questions, go find him. After the competition is over tomorrow and the commendation meeting is held, you can return to the Second Company and learn the clerical work from Xiao Liang first."
"During the New Year holidays, I couldn't take care of you, so I asked Xiao Liang to take you to the company to familiarize you with the work."
Listening to the company commander's explanation, Chen Mo felt a little confused.
The company has always said that he should be assigned as a clerk.
At the beginning, Chen Mo was indeed a little moved.
After all, at that time, they had not been issued guns or ranks. They were pure new recruits. If they served as clerks, they could establish good relationships with the company cadres and know about any policies in advance.
But that is an idea derived from one's own situation.
In fact, he really doesn't want to do clerical work now.
What can I say about this thing? It's not as exaggerated as shown in TV dramas, where he has to prepare water for the company commander to wash his face, squeeze toothpaste, and serve people.
That is the job of an orderly or a communicator, and is not within the scope of a clerk's responsibility.
To put it bluntly, clerical work is similar to the confidential secretary he worked for in his previous life, except that there is no confidential department at the grassroots level.
My job responsibilities are to work for the company commander and instructor, such as taking meeting minutes, weekly company affairs meeting minutes, issuing orders from above, delivering documents, and remembering the dates for any instructions from above.
The company has indicators for becoming non-commissioned officers and joining the Party. Even if the company commander and instructor forget, the clerk must not forget and must remind them at all times.
It's just the job of a housekeeper.
The requirements are not high, just good handwriting and the ability to stay up late will be enough.
But when he was really asked to go to the reconnaissance company to do this, Chen Mo was still somewhat resistant.
"Company Commander."
"Hmm?" Cheng Dong had just lit a cigarette when he heard the noise. He glanced at Chen Mo and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. When did you learn to dither?"
"Captain, can I stop doing clerical work after joining the company? I want to train with the company."
"fart."
Cheng Dong flicked the ash off his cigarette in annoyance and said, "I've been searching for a long time and finally found a talented person, and you're thinking of giving up?"
"This matter is non-negotiable. If you don't understand something about the work, you can talk to Xiao Liang and he will help you. Besides, who says that paperwork means you can't train?"
"You wish."
After saying that, Cheng Dong stood up and put his hands on his waist for a while: "Well, it's settled."
"I'm waiting at work for the good news that you'll win first place in the competition."
"Also, it wasn't me who made you a clerk."
After leaving these words, Cheng Dong walked away and went to brag to the company commanders in the distance.
Watch the company commander walk away.
Chen Mo continued to sit on the ground with his gun. He didn't want to do clerical work because it was too energy-consuming.
Most of the time, I cannot participate in training and have to sit in the office all day writing and drawing. The pace of life at the grassroots level of the company is fast and slow at the same time.
If he had really been forced to endure doing all this work, how could he have met his old leader before 2003?
He after rebirth.
No matter how young a person is or how energetic he looks, he is essentially still himself many years later.
The mentality of a person in his forties or fifties will make him emotionally indifferent, and many things will not arouse overly strong emotions, even if there are some.
I will also subconsciously resolve it subjectively.
Therefore, Chen Mo cannot let himself be idle. He must keep moving forward and maintain his momentum.
Otherwise, the sense of mental distance and the inability to integrate into the situation in a short period of time can easily defeat yourself.
The company commander didn't leave for long.
Li Zhiang, who had just finished participating in the competition, also ran over with his gun in his arms, panting and saying, "Come on, squad leader, the next round is about to begin. Squad leader, please put away your gun and helmet."
"Okay, what are your grades?"
Chen Mo raised his hand and took off his helmet and asked.
"Hey, I wasn't bad just now." Li Zhiang seemed a little excited. "I finished in 17 seconds. In our group, I was second."
"come on."
Chen Mo encouraged with a smile.
After handing their guns and helmets to Lao Pao, the two men followed the instructions of the veteran who maintained order in the competition and followed the crowd to the parallel bars venue.
Here, people still used white ash to spread a white line to drive away those who were not participating in the competition, and made them stand outside the white line to watch.
We have to hurry up.
There were more than 800 people on the scene, including new recruits, veterans, and cadres.
Except for the privates with number tags on their bodies, they need to pay attention to every subject, cheer themselves up, and reserve enough time to strive for good results.
The rest have nothing to do and are just here to join in the fun.
If we don’t take any action, the entire venue will probably be surrounded and it will be impossible to organize any events.
The horizontal and parallel bars venue on the Wohu Bay side is adjacent to the 400-meter obstacle course and the bombing range. There are eight horizontal bars and eight parallel bars in a row, and the facilities are quite complete.
But maybe this place used to be the headquarters of the division hospital, so the training equipment was rarely used and not properly maintained.
Many of these iron racks are covered in rust, except for the top of the horizontal bar and the places on the parallel bars where people often grab hands, which are polished to a shine.
In other places, the rust has peeled off.
“Beep!!”
"The next competition will be pull-ups and dips. You can do both separately. Whoever is ready can choose."
A cadre nearby announced the rules loudly.
The veteran who was in charge of recording the results was also standing next to the equipment, holding a notebook.
But unlike the previous active participation, all the participating privates from both the 7th and 82nd Brigade were just watching.
Don't get me wrong.
Waiting and watching does not mean being afraid, although many people know that they cannot get first place in this competition.
But they still know that soldiers can be defeated but cannot be intimidated, and they also have the tenacity to do so.
The reason for waiting and watching is that I still want to see the performance of the two top students.
Even the veterans and company commanders began to look for Chen Mo and Wu Mengxue.
Everyone present understood one thing: human potential is often forced out.
As long as there are top students leading the way.
Those who come behind will work very hard. If they don’t, they will fall behind. If they work very hard, they will exceed their usual level.
Especially in the competition arena, each group of people basically competes with people from different classes, companies, or even brigades.
Top students can play a good leading role.
This is something that all veterans and cadres like to see.
Chen Mo was used to being the center of attention, and he was watching no one come on stage.
He took the lead and walked to the parallel bars. He chose a parallel bar that looked less rusty and relatively safe and stood in front of it.
Without waiting for anyone else to come over, he raised his hands and rubbed them on his pants, then grabbed both ends of the parallel bars with both hands, exerted force with his wrists, and suddenly jumped up with his feet.
The whole person is firmly supported on the parallel bars.
"one two three"
On the side of the 7th Armored Brigade, Yang Dali took the lead in counting, and a group of people followed suit. There were more than 300 people.
Let’s count together, what is the scene?
In such a huge competition arena, only one person went up.
The top students from the 82nd Brigade were so anxious that they wanted to kick the scholar off the parallel bars.
Damn, this guy is really good at showing off.
Having just climbed thirty meters, it's time to get ready. Wu Mengxue was able to keep his composure and was moving his arms.
But Zhang Xiangkun couldn't stand it anymore.
"I'll do it."
As he spoke, Lao Zhang raised his hand, pulled off his hat, stuffed it into his pocket, and rolled up his sleeves, giving off a sense of the wind whistling and the Yishui River being cold.
I ran to the venue next to Chen Mo and chose the parallel bars.
The people from the 82nd Brigade were encouraged and began to shout like those from the 7th Brigade.
See whose voice is louder.
But Zhang Xiangkun's physical fitness was no match for Xiucai's, and everyone in the 82nd Brigade knew this.
After all, we have played so many games.
Li Xingkuan gritted his teeth. After the parallel bars and parallel bars competition, the only things left were shooting and first aid bandaging. If he didn't compete again, he would have no chance.
He also ran from the waiting area to the venue and chose to fight with Xiucai on the parallel bars.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Mengxue, Wang Hongbo, Li Xiaolong, Cai Shuqiang, and Sheng Hongda all rushed forward.
These are the four companies of the 82nd Brigade, and so far, they have the ten strongest competitors in each department.
There were seven people in total, and together with Chen Mo, they occupied eight parallel bars and started to compete.
At first, a company commander in the distance wanted to stop them, but considering that the subsequent subjects were no longer based on physical fitness, they decided to just compete.
The sudden appearance of a scholar really made this group of people feel suffocated.
One man against seven, no one on the field thought it was a big deal, at most they would just try their best to hold on.
But those who were outside the venue were excitedly raising their arms and shouting.
"Come on, scholar, hold on."
"Hold on, squad leader! Kill them! I'll wash your socks for you when we get back."
The sounds came one after another, but because they were too chaotic, Chen Mo couldn't hear them clearly at all.
However, he is not afraid of anyone when it comes to parallel bar push-ups.
When I was in the second company, I would get up early every morning and run with a backpack. After running two laps, I would usually train my arm strength with a load of 20 kilograms.
Chen Mo could do pull-ups only fifteen or sixteen times before he ran out of strength. Occasionally, when he was in good shape, he could do twenty, but no more.
But he can do fifty or sixty push-ups on the parallel bars with weights on, and he still has energy left.
Now that he has no weight, Chen Mo is not afraid of these top students.
Thirty-three-five.forty
Chen Mo was like a perpetual motion machine, even if he would occasionally get stuck and take a break to catch his breath.
But most of the time, it never stops.
Zhang Xiangkun, who was standing next to him, arrived later than him. By the time he reached the 30th rep, his arms were shaking like a severe Parkinson's patient. He held on with his arms stubbornly, not daring to push down any further.
Because he couldn't keep up with the scholar's pace at all.
"Damn it, you beast."
Zhang Xiangkun squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, then his face flushed red and he no longer looked at the scholar.
When Chen Mo reached the 80th one.
The scene was completely quiet, no one even shouted slogans.
The few people who were full of murderous intent just now and wanted to win by numbers were all defeated. Even if some of them managed to not fall, they were not much better.
After doing 127 push-ups on the parallel bars, Chen Mo finally couldn't hold on any longer.
At this time, Wu Mengxue and others who had already come down and were standing in the distance watching, shook their heads slightly and hid far away.
I no longer have the slightest desire to continue competing with the scholar.
Damn, this kind of beast, I can’t win no matter how hard I try, and I can’t even survive, what should I do?
One against seven, seven people on the court couldn't beat one of them.
later.
When their arms had regained some strength, Wu Mengxue and the others chose to quietly go on stage without gathering with anyone else, and left immediately after completing the pull-ups.
Try not to meet the scholar.
As for Chen Mo, he had been sitting at a distance watching because he had no strength in his arms due to persisting for too long on the first item.
After watching the whole show, I have to admit that the people from the 82nd Brigade are really strong on the parallel bars.
Most people can do 18 or 19 reps on the horizontal bar and 30 or 40 reps on the parallel bars. This is much better than many people in the second company who can't even do 12 reps.
Of course, it depends on who you are comparing yourself with.
When Chen Mo was the last one to go on stage, he did 43 pull-ups on the horizontal bar, plus the 127 on the parallel bars, and once again swept the entire venue with his powerful attitude.
afternoon.
Shooting tests include 200 meters in prone position, 150 meters in kneeling position and 100 meters in standing position.
Chen Mo shot fifteen bullets and scored 150 rings, also winning first place in the competition.
The last game.
Battlefield rescue subjects, whether it is bandaging or first aid, including ventilation and transportation.
Chen Mo's performance has always been up to standard and there is nothing wrong with it.
All competition subjects have been completed.
For Chen Mo, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
After more than a month of thinking about it and practicing hard, I finally got the results I wanted.
But for all the new recruits of the 82nd Brigade, this hellish training has finally come to an end.
This is not a competition at all. Chunchun just watched Xiucai crush everyone else and stand out.
Whenever it comes to physical fitness subjects, they can still compete, but later on, they are simply pushing forward.
You can’t even be called a scholar.
After the recruit competition ended, many veterans in the 82nd Brigade complained privately.
This is a fucking bulldozer, whoever gets on it will be pushed.
After seven games in two days, I won first place in every game.
Who can resist this?
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