above the point of the knife

Chapter 156 Assessment ([-])

beep...

When the wake-up whistle sounded, Zhou Sen quickly got up, put on his training clothes, washed up, and started to gather downstairs.

In the assembled team, Zhou Sen saw Shibuya Saburo and others walking over, his left eyelid twitched for no reason.

Left eye twitch?

This is not a good sign, although Zhou Sen doesn't believe in this kind of superstition, but when it happens suddenly, he always feels a little nervous in his heart.

Yamagata Summa delivered a very brief speech, and then announced the start of the assessment.

The first test is to hold your breath. (This is to prepare for swimming), don't take this assessment as a child's play.

Everyone is ready.

"Okay, I'll give everyone ten seconds to prepare!" Second Lieutenant Ozawa took the stopwatch and announced loudly.

"5, 4, 3... 1!"

The six of them sank their heads into the pool together.

drop by drop...

Time passed by every minute and every second, the people underwater were holding their breath, and the people watching were also staring intently, to see who was the first to hold their breath.

Eyes opened and closed, 2 minutes passed!

Everyone can hold their breath for more than this line, which surprised Saburo Shibuya and Toshi Yamamoto. Normal people can only hold their breath for about 1 minute. Those who can do it well for 2 minutes are either talented or have received professional training. train.

After two minutes and 15 seconds, someone finally couldn't hold back, it was "Bread", he rushed up from the bottom of the water, breathing the air greedily, his eyes were red.

This result is already very good.

Followed by "Lilac", she lasted three seconds longer than "Bread", a little worse than her usual best result, but still very good, mainly because she is still a woman, and her lung capacity is not as good as that of a man.

Then there are "Gardener" and "Hunter". Both of them have passed the two minutes and 30 seconds, which is considered to have passed the passing line announced by Second Lieutenant Ozawa.

Only Zhou Sen and Sato were left in the pool.

Zhou Sen's best record is 58 minutes and [-] second, and Sato also has a good time of [-] minutes and [-] seconds, but at this point, it is very difficult to improve the time by one second.

Obviously, the ultimate king of this item must be produced between these two.

It was two minutes and 50 seconds, and both of them had already clenched their fists underwater. Although they didn't know what was going on with each other, they could feel that the other was still there.

But both are holding on.

Two minutes and 53 seconds, 54 seconds...

Zhou Sen gritted his teeth and held back desperately, the veins on his neck were exposed, and his whole face became hideous under the water.

Sato was not much better, even his legs were still shaking.

58, 59, three points!

Both of them survived for 3 minutes. Sato broke his best time, but Zhou Sen didn't. The competition between the two is still going on.

Three minutes and one second, three minutes and two seconds, three minutes...

Ah!
Almost at the same time, Zhou Sen and Sato got out of the pool, reached out to wipe off the water droplets on their faces, and took a big breath of fresh air!
It was obvious that Sato, who had always lost to Zhou Sen in the past, had a tie with Zhou Sen in the test of holding his breath.

Everyone was a little surprised.

After all, he could hold his breath for a second or two, but in normal competitions, Sato always lost by at least three seconds.

Such a gap can be evened up, either he is deliberately hiding his clumsiness at ordinary times, or he exploded today.

After breakfast.

Mountain armed off-road.

Everyone is the same, with a load of [-] pounds, from the base to over a mountain, and back from the other side, the round trip is almost ten kilometers, and the requirement is to pass within two hours!

This used to be a compulsory course every day, except for wind and rain.

In this regard, Zhou Sen really lost more than he won. After all, in terms of physical fitness, he is weak, and his previous training is definitely not as good as Sato who has persisted for a long time.

But in the later period, the results of the two were basically the same.

In fact, Zhou Sen carried a weight of twenty catties for the first ten days. Later, he found Ozawa and asked him to get two sandbags for leggings weighing five catties. In fact, his real load was thirty catties!
That's no way, since you want to win the opponent, you can't be cruel to yourself. No matter how injured the soles of his feet are, no matter how injured they are, they will be covered with calluses.

The [-]-jin load is different from the [-]-jin load, and it feels much lighter than usual.

"ready, go!"

Each of the six people carried their guns in their backpacks and embarked on an armed cross-country journey. There were people monitoring them all the way.

It is unrealistic to take a shortcut or take a rest, and then come back together after others come back, because at the other end of the mountain, you need to bring back a red ribbon and tie it around your neck to complete the journey.

The road chosen is the shortest, if not, it will be farther, and there will be people to observe and supervise.

If you want to cheat, it's impossible.

Sato held his breath and drew with Zhou Sen. His morale was strong, and he rushed to the front by himself, like a reckless wild boar.

Zhou Sen followed closely behind, only about ten meters away from the opponent, just maintaining this speed, like brown sugar.

It is not yet time to exert strength, so we need to save strength and accumulate strength. If we fight and charge like Sato, we will inevitably be weak in the later stage.

This guy always does.

Four 10 minutes, halfway through, Sato turned around and smiled at Zhou Sen: "I know you added two leggings to your training in the past, and you carried ten catties more. Do you think you are the only one who added it?"

Zhou Sen's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help showing a hint of astonishment.

"Haha..." Sato laughed and walked away quickly.

Zhou Sen also stepped forward to take his own red ribbon and smashed it on his neck, then took off his rucksack, poured out two stones from it, and muttered, "I'm used to it, I don't feel comfortable not adding two more stones!"

Sato turned his head and saw Zhou Sen took out two stones from his backpack, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately...

Zhou Sen put his backpack back on his back and chased after him. He was three points faster than before, and soon caught up with Sato.

Exceed, distance...

The distance was getting bigger and bigger until Sato could only see his back from a distance.

When Zhou Sen was drinking water and resting at the finish line, Sato appeared in everyone's sight. He arrived 5 minutes later than Zhou Sen.

In this round, Sato lost completely!
But Toshi Yamamoto's face is as black as black charcoal at the bottom of the pot.

The other members of the group arrived one after another, and the last one to arrive was "Lilac". She was a woman, and she was usually at the bottom, and this time there was no surprise.

Next is a test of marksmanship.

"Sir Yamagata, can you add a competition, before shooting, add a part of gun assembly, judged by the time of gun assembly and shooting accuracy?" Yamamoto Toshi suddenly suggested.

"This..." Yamagata Kouma was very upset, the rules had already been made, what the hell do you want to change temporarily?
"report!"

"Master, tell me."

"I agree to the test, but I have another request?" Zhou Sen said loudly.

"Say."

"I want to cover my eyes!" Zhou Sen said.

"What, master, this is not a joke..." Second Lieutenant Ozawa heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to reprimand him.

"If the assassin doesn't dare to fight, then forget it!" Zhou Sen grinned at Sato, you hide your strength, don't I?

"Okay, I promise you!" Sato didn't expect Zhou Sen to propose a competition of masked guns and shooting, which can only be done with gun masters. ?
"The masking is for the two of you, and the others are assessed normally!" After discussing with Saburo Shibuya and Toshi Yamamoto, Yamagata agreed to the plan.

Six Tokarev T-30 pistols were handed over to six people, and after they were all disassembled, they were placed on the table in front of them.

Five bullets per person.

Fixed pistol target 50 meters ahead!

Zhou Sen and Sato stood up, observed the parts and targets of the pistol, picked up the prepared black cloth, and covered their eyes.

"Okay, get ready, start!"

With his hands like a butterfly wearing flowers, Zhou Sen quickly grabbed the parts and assembled them at a dizzying speed.

Moreover, after the pistol was assembled, it was fired directly without even pulling the trigger.

After five trigger pulls.

He tore off the black facecloth directly.

And Sato's speed was not slow, but he was a beat slower than Zhou Sen in the last stroke.

And when both of them finished shooting, the fastest of the four around them finished assembling the pistol.

"Master, hit all five shots, nine rings three times, ten rings two times, a total of 47 rings!"

"Assassin, hit all five hits, two hit nine, one hit eight, two hit ten, a total of 46 rings!"

……

There is no doubt that Zhou Sen won again. In addition to his hit rate, he was also one point faster than Sato just now.

He had already pressed a bullet into the chamber when he assembled the gun, so when shooting, he didn't need to pull the trigger and fired directly.

No one taught him this, he learned it from the "movies" of later generations. In fact, he didn't want to use it, but he was forced to do it.

Sato's face turned pale when he heard this, and he admitted that he was startled by Zhou Sen's hand just now, and it was not up to standard to shoot the last shot.

After hitting the fixed target and moving the target, Zhou Shen was still slightly inferior to Sato in terms of marksmanship stability, but Sato's performance was affected under the pressure of losing a round first.

Although the moving target was good, it was actually a tie with Zhou Sen. In the past, Zhou Sen basically lost at the moving target.

The fixed target of the rifle is Zhou Sen's strong point. In the past, he was slightly better than Sato in terms of marksmanship and the fixed target of the rifle.

After all, marksmanship sometimes really depends on talent. Bullets can feed a sharpshooter, but you have to have enough bullets.

To become a sharpshooter in a short period of time, there is only talent.

Zhou Sen didn't have such a talent before, but now he seems to have opened up the special shackles in his body.

In the fixed target, Zhou Sen won, but Sato was also very strong, and when he lost again, he could calm down and achieve better results than usual.

This guy is really strong.

On the moving target, Zhou Sen's gun feeling was not as good as the opponent's, and he lost to Sato by only one ring, which is already very good.

Usually lose more.

And Zhou Sen's performance has already surprised Shibuya Saburo enough. Zhou Sen lost one of the assessment competitions in the morning, and the others either won or tied. Such a result made him overjoyed.

Although there are still several assessments and even direct confrontations in the future, as long as he doesn't lose ugly, he has enough reasons to protect Zhou Sen from the mission in front of Chief Qin Yansaburo.

That Sato is more like a soldier or killer than an agent or spy. If such a person is sent over, he can't even pass the other side's border inspection.

Know that time and opportunity wait for no one.

(End of this chapter)