They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 103 Livestock!

When the wind blows, the clouds are flying, and the special service warriors are playing horizontal bars.

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Line, set!"

"To...right, accurate!"

Squad leader Zhao, who led the team to the horizontal and parallel bars, had a heavy pause in the queue command, which to a large extent represented some veterans.

This "cohort accent" is not correct, but when shouted out, there is a kind of momentum unique to veterans.

In the past, Fang Huai felt that this was the voice of the army's real password, which was completely different from the weak "one two one" on the playground during the military training of the students.

However, in this life, Fang Huai was fortunate to have seen Hao Chengbin’s password voice, one is one, the other is two, quite high-pitched, the pronunciation is standard Mandarin, the speech speed is very fast, the ending is strong, and it is more aura than this accent.

"New recruits, come here and support the bar! Veterans go up first!"

Zhao Jincheng shouted after finishing his team.

"Yes!" Fang Huai patted Han Yong next to him, and the two of them walked out of line and ran to the bar.

As soon as I got started, I found that the bar was a bit wobbly.

They were all disabled by veterans!

The light green bars and the horizontal bars were actually covered with jade paste, making them shiny.

The veterans of this squadron were very active when it came to playing bars, and even squad leader Fang came.

"Do a practice today, Zhou Yong, come on!" Zhao Jincheng shouted.

"Yes!" A first-stage non-commissioned officer who was dark and no less than Chief of Staff Yang Yonghua walked out of the queue.

This person Fang Huai was very impressive. He should be from Guangxi, with a strong accent. Some monitors called him "Xiao Hei".

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a dog came out from the training tower next to him.

The three-legged dog only had half of its left hind leg hanging in the air, but its walking seemed unaffected and it was quite fast.

Fang Huai and the others were in the backyard playground throughout noon, but they never found it. They saw a few dogs on the side of the squadron, but they were all big dogs, and they were closed in a shed.

This one is walking around freely.

The captain Ye Jiahong was a jerk, so he yelled at this moment: "Wai Ri, Xiao Hei! Your brother came to see you on the bar!"

There was a burst of laughter in the team, even Cao Yi, who was serious about words, was laughing.

Someone shouted: "Xiaobai, come here!"

Fang Huai and Han Yong were in a daze when they saw the Pekingese-faced puppy.

Shit, brother, this squadron doesn't really have a dog squad leader, does it?
It can't be a police dog with three legs.

And squad leader Xiao Hei was not angry when he heard the captain say that Xiao Bai was his brother, but smiled and said to the dog:

"Xiao Bai, you're here, why don't I give you two gifts today!"

"Woof!" The Pekingese-faced puppy seemed to understand it, and replied to him.

Zhou Yong chuckled, raised his hand and shouted "Hello", and jumped onto the bar.

The bar shook twice again.

Fang Huai and Han Yong, who were distracted, quickly held down the bar.

Nima, this small bar, no more than two meters high, endured the pressure that it shouldn't have to bear for its size.

Looking at it like this, if you are not careful, it is the hidden style of the horizontal bar, nine exercises-the bar destroys people and dies.

"one!"

"two!"

...

"23!"

Zhou Yong is very thin and seems to be doing it effortlessly. In one breath, he surpassed Fang Huai's highest score.

All four recruits saw "Risby".

But in one breath, it is slowly worn away.

When he reached 33, Zhou Yong seemed a little tired and held on for a while.

At this time, there was a sound of "Wow".

Xiaobai sat on the ground with only one leg, raised one of his front paws, and squeezed it down.

The queue burst into laughter: "Haha, Xiaohei, your brother asked you to make a few more!"

"Say... I'll give you two, and I'll give you... two more!"

Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and did four more.

He didn't hold back, got off the bar, and went to play with Xiaobai next to him.

Cao Yi glanced at him and said: "37, and the last four, the interval is too long! Xiaohei, your highest record is forty, your physical fitness has declined seriously this year!"

Zhou Yong then turned around and smiled sheepishly: "Instructor, I gained a little weight due to eating during the New Year. I will practice during the assessment and I will be back!"

When Ye Jiahong heard this, he pointed at Zhou Yong and imitated his accent and said something in Guangxi Mandarin:

"You just rely on that department to learn the (forty) lacquer rice department, right? Look at the Ji (Zhi) army of yourselves in the same year!

Six (ten) exercises, chicken (detachment) team record!Lead guy! "

Another burst of laughter.

But this time, the laughter was not as unbridled as before. After all, many people in this queue could not reach the record of 40 deadlifts on the horizontal bar.

Fang Huai wanted to laugh and was embarrassed at the same time.

He had boasted that he would surpass He Zhijun, but the highest record was only twenty, and the last one was climbed up by jumping on his leg.

The further you get to the back, the difficulty increases geometrically.

However, after strengthening his core strength last time, he has not had the chance to try it out in the past few days.

After leaving the team, he didn't want to try anymore. He just waited to face the first test in his best condition.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so soon.

Next, Sun Jingwu, Hu Hongzhi, Liu Jianfeng, Zhao Jincheng, Xiong Jie...

A group of non-commissioned officers showed their strength on the bar one after another.

The number ranges from thirty to 38, with the highest being Zhao Jincheng.

It seems that the special service team's passing standard is this number, no matter what, you have to jump over thirty if you jump hard on the bar.

It wasn't until a first-term non-commissioned officer named Huang Yong went up that the record just now was broken.

One.

Short, about 1.6 meters tall, he showed extraordinary strength on the horizontal bar. When he was going down the bar, he flicked the bar suddenly, which made Fang Huai and Han Yong, who were guarding the bar, feel the pressure.

He also left a message: "Instructor, this bar should be changed. It's too wobbly and can't be done without doing it."

The tone is very crazy.

Fang Huai was speechless.

It's no wonder that you bounce the bar up and down like this!

This big brother is determined to practice nine times, leaving a reputation for playing badly with the bar!

Cao Yi nodded and shouted: "Fang Huai, Han Yong, help the squad leaders hold the bar firmly!"

"Yes!"

The subsequent records never exceeded 42, and the highest was 40.

The chief secretary did not come, and there were 26 official squad leaders, the lowest in the third phase.

When Squad Leader Fang slammed the bar, Liu Jianfeng applauded immediately, and loudly said: "Squad Leader Fang was able to make 35 of us when he took us the year before last! I've really gained weight in the past two years!"

Everyone also laughed kindly.

But squad leader Fang seemed dissatisfied. He waved his hand, took a break after getting off the bar, and did another 10 second practice papers.

Cao Yi also took the lead in applauding at this moment: "Squad leader Fang has been No. 11 years, and he still demands himself so strictly, his spirit is precious!"

Everyone applauded heartily.Fang Huai also admired him very much.

The 11-year soldier is one year earlier than Squad Leader Hao.

Although he is not very strong among the veterans, he felt embarrassed after getting off the bar and did a set of two exercises. This training spirit has indeed set an example.

When Squad Leader Fang got off the bar for the second time, he patted Fang Huai's shoulder out of breath, and said, "Your surname is Fang too, Xiao Fang, come on!"

Fang Huai nodded and smiled, "Thank you monitor for your encouragement!"

Squad Leader Fang gave him a thumbs up and walked into the queue.

Fang Huai felt quite heartwarming.

At the same time, the resistance to Liu Jianfeng's unscrupulous words when defending Squad Leader Fang also became less intense.

He is indeed a good monitor.

But Liu Jianfeng didn't think about it clearly. Squad leader Hao became the platoon leader of non-commissioned officers. After the chief of the army retired, it might not be a good place for squad leader Fang to pick up the chief of the department.

The non-commissioned officer took the lead and finished, and the rest were conscripts.

The corporals go first.

This time, Fang Huai also knew why Cao Yi was so upset.

At the same time, I also know what Zhang Yang said in the cafeteria, there is still some basis for it.

Meng Qiang, 17.

Qi Xiaohui, 16.

Chang Ming didn't come, but judging by his figure, he was probably at the bottom.

This result, in an ordinary squadron, is also good enough, and it is estimated that it can do well.

But this is the secret service of the provincial capital.

Moreover, Qi Xiaohui, who has been in the combat class, cannot handle Meng Qiang, who is in the communications class. He is really a bit behind.

Qi Xiaohui also seemed to know that he was a bit ashamed, and when he came down, he was downcast.

In the following internship rotation, Wu Di encouraged him: "When Xiaohui left the team, he couldn't handle any of them, but now he can do 16, which is not bad!"

None of the sergeants spoke.

Han Yong also felt sad, as if he saw his treatment in the second year.

"Hehe, Xiaohui isn't the worst one, Chang Ming hasn't come yet."

Zhang Yang laughed, walked up to the bar, and gave Fang Huai a hateful look.

"Bang, hold on tight!"

Before Fang Huai could answer, Cao Yi spoke again: "Zhang Yang, don't talk so weirdly! If you can do 35 today, I think your midday madness is justified!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and looked at the bar.

"it is good!"

This sound was just raising his hand and shouting for preparation.

Cao Yi folded his hands and smiled, and said loudly, "Go!"

Seeing that smile, Fang Huai suddenly realized that Cao Yi might not have given up on the superior soldiers completely, but might just want to provoke them.

Zhang Yang, who was targeted the hardest, was probably also the one most likely to practice.

Sure enough, I went down in one breath, 18, and when I couldn't support the lower bar, I got 32.

It is almost the same as the key non-commissioned officers transferred from various squadrons.

It's just that Fang Huai was a little puzzled when he looked at Zhang Yang's contemptuous eyes when he lowered the bar.

That's it?

Can you be this crazy?
Do you know our strength?
Cao Yi seemed very satisfied with this provocation, and added fuel to the fire: "Come on recruits! Give us palms and eyes on the bar, Fang Huai, then I heard from Squad Leader Hao that you can pull 18, right? Zhang Yang went down last year." There are also 18 teams."

Yah.

Director Cao, do you like crazy things?
18, only increased to 32 in one year, is it really so difficult in the future?
The recruits were also laughing in their hearts.

Can't think of it?He can pull twenty!
Song Lin can also pull twenty!
Fang Huai smiled and rubbed his hands and shook his shoulders: "Instructor, those are the results of the new corps. They should have improved a bit during this period."

Zhang Yang made a sharp cut.

This new recruit doesn’t know what extreme strength is. Do you think it’s so easy to improve your performance on the horizontal bar? !

"Yo? Go up and try." Cao Yi raised his chin.

"Yes!"

When Fang Huai walked to the bar, Xiao Haishan who was below ran over to help him hold the bar, and whispered:
"Don't worry, I'll hold you firmly."

Han Yong also began to work hard.

The two heavyweight soldiers of the same age, left and right, all wanted to give him a fight, so they exerted enough energy and pressed down hard.

When Fang Huai hit the bar, the bar didn't shake at all.

unity is strength.

Everyone watched with interest Han Yong and Xiao Haishan who were holding the bar hard and didn't care about their grades, and couldn't help but nodded.

No matter how much Fang Huai can pull, this year's recruits must have won in terms of unity.

But after hovering for three seconds, Fang Huai's performance exceeded their expectations.

One, two, three, four, five...

Every 5, take a breath.

15 in no time.

In the next breath, I continued to toss, and I actually reached 20!
It hasn't stopped yet!
Fang Huai is also enjoying the improvement of back muscles brought by core strength, and he can play freely!

When they reached twenty, Cao Yi actually started counting.

"Two one!"

"two two!"

...

"Twenty-five!"

Fang Huai stopped, as if a little tired.

Han Yong and Xiao Haishan below couldn't help whispering, while holding onto the bar tightly.

The atmosphere is a little tense.

At this time, Squad Leader Fang in the queue spoke.

"Xiao Fang, give me two!"

Fang Huai only listened to the greetings of veterans.

"Okay! Monitor!"

"Twenty-six!"

"Two...seven!"

Cao Yi also became excited: "Fang Huai, I want two too! ... No, one, just one!"

Seeing that Fang Huai couldn't hold it any longer, he quickly paid back the price.

The veins on Fang Huai's forehead were bulging. With the last effort in his hands, his chin was raised crazily, counting silently in his head.

Twenty-eight!
At the moment of holding on, I finally gave up fighting against myself.

"I want one too..." Ye Jiahong was about to give him more strength.

Shout out late.

One.

Next, Song Lin, who was going to pretend to be a B under the black horse, had a dull look in his eyes.

"Fuck...I promised twenty, animals..."

(End of this chapter)