king of sprint

Chapter 210 A Special Match
It's easy for Rousseau to find matches now.

If it doesn't work, the field management center can arrange one for him.

But this time Lu Jinrong found a more interesting match.

In the early morning of November 11, Rousseau was woken up by Lu Jinrong, the sky outside was still dark, and they were already on their way to Yangcheng by car.

"Coach, didn't you say there is a game today? Where are we going?"

"Just go to the game."

……

The vehicle drove in Yangcheng for half an hour.

Then it drove into a compound with guards standing guard. Rousseau stared at the sign of 'Southern Guangdong Province Military Region' for a long time in a daze.

Lu Jinrong laughed happily, obviously knowing that the match he arranged would exceed Rousseau's expectation.

……

on the playground.

Soldiers lined up neatly one by one.

There must be hundreds or thousands of people, but the spirit is just like a person, clean, mighty, powerful,

As soon as Rousseau got out of the car, his eyes were washed by this momentum. He was so energetic and refreshed. The sharp energy rushed from his back to the top of his head, crackling with lightning.

So now... what are you going to do?Rousseau looked at Lu Jinrong.

Lu Jinrong also seemed a little confused.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a military rank came over and shook hands with Liu Jinrong and Rousseau. He introduced himself as a regiment commander and was ordered to organize a martial arts competition in the military region for Rousseau.

At this time, the leading soldier had already shouted: "Learn from Comrade Rousseau!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted at the same time: "Learn from Comrade Rousseau!"

Wherever the military power arrived, the mountains moved with a bang.

Rousseau almost gave them a military salute.

Also, contest?
Isn't it better than running?

Rousseau asked Lu Jinrong with his eyes if he would succeed in the martial arts competition, he would be beaten.

Lu Jinrong looked at his lover who looked slightly flustered, smiled at him, and motioned him not to panic.

The head of the regiment waved to these soldiers and motioned them to sit down.

"Sit in and watch the game!" the orderly shouted.

Hundreds of people were divided into queues, divided into teams, and sat down around the playground. Only after seeing this scene did Rousseau understand that these military comrades were spectators.

What about... the opponent?

Soon, someone shouted: "Zhan Zheng, the third battalion and the first class."

"Here!" One person came out.

"Xu Donghai, Class Two, Fourth Battalion!"

"To" one person out.

……

Soon seven soldiers were called out.

"The preparations for the 100-meter race are complete! Please review the team leader!"

"These are the elites and top talents in our military region. This time, I will ask the world champion for advice. It is better to compare the style and courage of our Nanyue Military Region. You can lose, but you can't lose face! Do you hear me?"

"Yes!" The seven shouted at the same time.

It can be seen that they are elites among the soldiers, all of them are extraordinary in spirit. They look at Rousseau eagerly, and want to weigh the quality of Rousseau, the [-]-meter world champion.

Hey~ Rousseau smiled.

As long as it is more than 100 meters, he is not afraid of anyone.

……

All eight changed into tracksuits.

At this time, it can be seen that Rousseau's muscle mass is the largest among several people. Seeing Rousseau's figure, his opponents showed expressions of admiration, but the feeling of eagerness to try became more and more obvious.

"How does it feel to be a world champion?"

The soldier standing next to Rousseau asked, in fact, after taking off the military uniform, he looks like a handsome boy except for his temperament which is far sharper than ordinary people.

"It's quite tiring." Rousseau said truthfully, "And I can't lose."

"Then if you lose to me, I will be the one who won the world championship. Our team leader gave me a third-class merit." He said.

Hey~ Rousseau looked at him, amused: "Then you won't be able to get this third-class merit."

……

preparation!

run!
Eight people rushed out of the starting line together.

Rousseau was a professional after all.

Of course, the other seven were also very fast.

In other words, if you don’t talk about fighting or shooting in other competitions, such as cross-country 100 kilometers with weight, these fighters can make Rousseau spit out, but not in 50 meters. Rousseau has determined the advantage in the first 50 meters , after [-] meters began to create 'no man's land'.

After he crossed the line, the fastest fighter crossed the line after a few positions.

The fighter who pinched his watch announced Rousseau's crossing time to everyone: "9 seconds 83."

This is a manual calculation, and about 0.2 seconds will be added to the real result, but it does not prevent all the audience from applauding with a 'boom'.

That's the speed of a world champion!

"Learn from Comrade Rousseau!" shouted the soldiers.

……

After the competition, Rousseau realized that this was a preliminaries match, and he thought it was a one-shot match.

Then came the second group of 100-meter preliminaries, and there was no Rousseau. Rousseau took a look at the conditions of these fighters. Their physical fitness was very good, but their technical movements were relatively poor. After all, they were not professional 100-meter athletes. Grades will improve.

In the 100-meter final, for the third-class work promised by the team leader, the soldiers attacked Rousseau, but they were defeated one by one. Rousseau once again ran out of 9 seconds.

100m race in the morning.

In the afternoon, it is 200 meters.

200 meters changed a group of fighters.

But there are still a few familiar faces. Rousseau knew Zhan Zheng, a silent young man. When eating in the army cafeteria at noon, the two chatted for a while, knowing that Zhan Zheng was five years older than him, and he was in the military area. The best in all competitions.

In addition to Zhan Zheng, the 200-meter runners who competed with Rousseau in the afternoon changed a group of fighters.

Rousseau has a greater advantage in the 200 meters.

After all, this is Rousseau's first sprint event close to the world level.

At around 16:00 in the afternoon, the 100m and 200m races all ended.

Under the slogan of "Learning from Comrade Rousseau", these soldiers who were summoned were dispersed on the spot, and then many soldiers came to shake hands with Rousseau, take pictures, and some people asked for Rousseau's autograph.

Although it was organized with extraordinary momentum, once it was disbanded, it was a group of happy young people, and Rousseau met their requirements one by one.

Before Rousseau joined the Pengcheng sprint team, Rousseau thought that the path that was more suitable for him was to be a soldier. If Lu Xiaoyu was not there, Rousseau would find a way to become a soldier, not just for life, every Chinese man once Have you ever had the dream of defending your home and country with a steel gun?

The soldiers slowly dispersed.

Only Zhan Zheng and the team leader were left in place.

"We must protect Comrade Rousseau in the future," said the head of the regiment.

"Yes!" Zhan Zheng saluted.

"Thank you very much!" Lu Jinrong held the head's hand tightly.

"Rousseau is the treasure of our country, and must not be bullied by outsiders. Zhan Zheng is a top player in the military region, and he will definitely be able to protect Rousseau in future competitions." The head of the regiment laughed heartily, "You are welcome, we are all for the country In this battle, Rousseau can be regarded as a 'soldier' ​​fighting on the front line."

They seem to be saying...

Rousseau still didn't understand, but when he met Shang Zhanzheng's firm eyes, he seemed to understand.

By the way, in today's game, Rousseau didn't get any attribute points.

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)