Since I was a special force, I started to counterattack

Chapter 5 Physical Fitness
The morning assessment was over, except for Lei Yan's 200-meter shooting show, he barely passed the other subjects.

Especially the sports shooting subject, it can be said to be terrible, even the tactical moves are not good, and I almost fell down several times, if it is not for Xiwa's help, I can't finish it at all.

The company commanders who were optimistic about him at first also shook their heads secretly at this time. Although the talent of snipers is one in a thousand, they are too useless in other aspects to be good soldiers.

Lao Pao on the side kept grinning at his crooked movements, and said in his heart, "You see, this is his true face. Xiong Bing is Xiong Bing. Even if a miracle is created, it can't change the essence."

In the final result, Lei Yan was still at the bottom, but he finally passed, at least he didn't have to worry about being kicked out of the barracks because he failed the assessment.

However, Lei Yan was still very excited, with a ring of 92, he was finally elated once.

Disbanded from the training ground, many comrades came to say hello, no longer sniffing like before, everyone greeted him with a smile when they saw him.

Lei Yan always had a smile on his face, and only at this moment did he deeply realize that the military camp is a place where the strong are respected, and strength is the capital of soldiers.

Especially the field troops, if they have no ability, they have to stand aside, let alone others, and even look down on themselves.

In the afternoon it was the physical fitness test, and Lei Yan specially ordered an extra meal to replenish his physical strength.

Xiwa sat next to her with her food, turned her head to look at Lei Yan's plate, and couldn't help being surprised.

"Can you finish all this food?" Xiwa said vaguely after biting a steamed bun.

"Almost!" After the morning, Lei Yan felt extremely hungry.

"Come on, I don't know about your appetite, it's twice as much as usual! I can tell you that you will be punished for wasting."

Xiwa took the pickled mustard and killed a steamed bun.

Muttering in his mouth, he took a sip of the soup, and when he turned his head again, half of the food on Lei Yan's plate had gone down.

"What a freak you are!"

The corner of Xiwa's mouth twitched, and seeing Lei Yan again, she couldn't help shivering.

A feeling of terror arises spontaneously, this guy has changed too much today, he looks completely different from usual, could it be that he is schizophrenic?Another character jumped out?There's a lot of this happening on TV.

"Tell me, how did you get the 92 ring today?"

Xiwa wanted to find out what could change a person so much.

"Do you believe I'm fooled?" Lei Yan lowered his voice.

"Nonsense, show me another trick!" Xiwa rolled her eyes.

"How can I tell you, this may be talent, you can fight with a gun, and you can shoot accurately without practice!" Lei Yan looked up at the roof, looking like a villain.

"Oh! Why don't I have this talent?" Xiwa looked envious.

He is known for being simple and kind, but he is not stupid. Apart from talent, he really can't think of any other reason why Lei Yan can suddenly become a sharpshooter.

After lunch, Lei Yan ate twice as much as usual, walked out of the cafeteria, the sun was shining on his body, Lei Yan stretched his muscles and bones, and felt full of strength in his whole body. If he did another set of push-ups, fifty should be fine.

After two upgrades, the total attribute has increased by 13 points, and the overall quality has more than doubled. This is the power of the extreme engine.

Now I am looking forward to the afternoon assessment to start soon, and then force myself to break through the limit again.

It was a wonderful experience. Every time I upgraded, I could clearly feel the changes in my body. It was a qualitative improvement, just like being completely reborn.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before he can catch up with the squad leader Old Pao. Thinking of this, the corners of Lei Yan's mouth curved up unconsciously, and he even felt a little impatient.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the physical fitness assessment for recruits officially began.

Physical fitness is not just armed cross-country, it includes many subjects, such as push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, parallel bar flexion and so on.

Facing these subjects, Lei Yan is eager to try, not to prove himself, but to look forward to another breakthrough.

It's a pity that after several consecutive subjects, I was sweaty and tired. Instead of exceeding the limit, I felt my body was hollowed out.

After all, the foundation is too thin, and the physical fitness is there, and it will not be able to hold it after a few rounds.

Two consecutive upgrades gave Lei Yan an illusion, as if he had been reborn and omnipotent, but the facts proved that he was still that weak counselor.

How can it be so easy to break through the limit, Lei Yan thinks too simply, it needs both mental and physical oppression, and it can only be done when it reaches the point of collapse.

Even if one understands this truth, not everyone can do it. It requires a strong will, and even external force.

If it was as easy as imagined, wouldn't everyone be kings of soldiers?

The last time Lei Yan did 50 push-ups and broke through the limit, this time he did [-] in one breath, his eyes were staring from exhaustion, his arms were trembling, but he didn't respond at all.

This can only show that the limit has not been reached yet. Maybe the body has arrived, but the spirit has not yet arrived.

If someone puts a gun to his head, he believes that he can continue to do it, maybe sixty, or even seventy, this is the power of the spirit.

Only when the spirit and body reach the critical point is the limit of a person.

This cannot be controlled by oneself, so it is extremely difficult to break through the limit, and Lei Yan only understood this truth after experiencing it.

Although he failed to break through again, the fifty push-ups had already reached the assessment standard, but this score still ranked first among the recruits.

After a short refit, the armed cross-country began. This is the last subject of the recruit assessment, and it is also the subject that best demonstrates physical fitness.

The five-kilometer cross-country is commonplace for these recruits, especially the soldiers led by the veteran squad leader, who run two five-kilometers almost every day.

But Lei Yan is a different kind. The recruits have been in the army for three months, and they have never run the whole course. They basically walk back in the second half.

At the beginning, Lao Pao still cared about him, but after he fainted twice, he simply gave up, not because he didn't want to care, but because Lei Yan's body really couldn't bear the five-kilometer training.

In case one day he gets exhausted, Lao Pao can't bear the responsibility.

The results of this assessment are judged by time, the shorter the time, the higher the score, so the assessment is not only about endurance, but also speed.

Lei Yan stood in the middle of the line with his rifle slung across his shoulders, feeling terrified in his heart.

The previous subjects almost exhausted all their physical strength, and now their legs are weak when standing, and they are cross-country for five kilometers. With the current state, they are exhausted and can't run.

Right now, it can only be pinned on the extreme engine. Although there is no certainty, it is the only hope.

"I'm shivering for the last time, please help me, don't let me get stuck here" Lei Yan prayed secretly in his heart.

At this moment, a whistle sounded, and the assessment began.

As soon as he set off, Lei Yan felt that the assessment was completely different from the usual training.

Five kilometers is far away, close or not. Everyone understands that they need to share their energy evenly, but they can't control it when they run. They all want to race for time, chasing each other much faster than usual.

After all, the results are scored according to time, and the soldiers rushed forward with their heads buried in their heads. They ran for five kilometers with the momentum of a [-]-meter sprint.

(End of this chapter)