They were all reborn and became firefighters again?
Chapter 244 Report, he should count the parallel bars!
Chapter 244 Report, he should count the parallel bars!
"come on!"
The people below saw that Wang Peng was slow and started to cheer loudly.
To be honest, Wang Peng's level on the horizontal bar is a little worse than everyone thought.
Because his push-up performance the night before was too strong.
Except for the evening exercise after lights out, the recruits of the Second Squadron rarely do push-ups. In this area, Wang Peng's performance was much worse than the night before yesterday.
In Wang Peng's former squadron, push-ups were the main way to exercise arm strength for recruits. They would pull the horizontal bar once every morning after morning exercises, and then have to hold on on the steps at the entrance of the cafeteria until dinner.
Including noon and afternoon, when the veterans were bragging about B before their meal, all the recruits from his former squadron were lying on their stomachs at the door of the cafeteria.
"…three two!"
"Come on! Make it 35!"
Zhang Tianwang didn't think Wang Peng was bad, so he shouted excitedly.
Currently, none of the recruits in his former squadron can reach the level of twenty.
"Three...three! Does this count? Didn't pass the bar!" Han Yong questioned.
Fang Huai glanced at Wang Peng, who was blushing from holding back, shook his head, and said loudly: "Go up a little higher! Make this the standard!"
Wang Peng took a deep breath and raised his chin again.
"Okay, cross the bar at 33! Come down, this is not training, there is no need to continue pulling!"
Fang Huai said, writing down numbers in his training book.
Wang Peng was irritated by Fang Huai's cold attitude. He still insisted on the bar and shouted:
"I can still... do it!"
Fang Huai looked up at him, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can do it."
Wang Peng held it in for a long time and didn't go up to the next one.
"33." Fang Huai only looked at the training book and read the results again.
Zhang Tianwang seemed to have some regrets and said: "If I hadn't been at the last position for too long just now, I could have reached the excellent standard of a special service veteran!"
The reason why Zhang Tianwang is so confident is because before he came, a brigade leader told him that the basic physical fitness of the provincial special forces, the standard for excellent horizontal bars, is 35, and the standard for passing is 25.
With five kilometers to go, I passed in 21 minutes and excellent in 19 and a half minutes.
This standard is indeed very high, but he can still get close to the line of excellence.
Moreover, according to his observation, it is impossible for many people to achieve excellence with such training.
But when the veterans around him heard this, they all looked at him strangely.
Standard of excellence?
It sounds like such a vague and distant word. The current No. [-] Squadron only has progress standards.
In the past, the secret service believed that "veterans can be lazy at ordinary times, but they must be able to show their strength at critical times."
It’s different now. Not only do you have to “take it out”, you also have to take it out every day.
But no one replied to Zhang Tianwang because he was too talkative today.
Everyone just praised Wang Peng: "Yes! 33! Song Lin, come on, surpass him!"
When Wang Peng heard this, he stared at Song Lin.
Why?Why do people think that Song Lin, who likes to steal chickens and play tricks, can surpass him?
When Zhang Tianwang heard this, he looked around with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Recruits, with such high grades, why are you pretending to be cold?Don’t you usually like to shout and yell? !
And...Song Lin surpassed him?
Where is Fang Huai?Can't he surpass Wang Peng?
Fang Huai glanced at Zhang Tianwang:
"Next, Zhang Tianwang."
Zhang Tianwang did not answer "yes" and walked straight to the bar.
But Fang Huai said more seriously: "Go back, answer the question, and come back again!"
Zhang Tianwang looked at Fang Huai in disbelief.
Although Fang Huai had been joking and joking with the veteran in the past two days, which made him very uncomfortable, he was not bold enough to dare to provoke him.
Did you eat leopard bile today?
The other veterans looked like they were watching a good show.
Wang Peng below was even more shocked.
He even dared to say this to the seventh-year squad leader Zhang!
Zhang Tianwang put his hands behind his back: "Why do you want me to go back? I don't think you are suitable for this..."
Fang Huai was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and waved his hand to interrupt him.
He also had to record the various strength indicators of four people today, and there was a lot to do. He immediately pointed out Zhang Tianwang's problem seriously:
"You are the model that our class praised just this morning, and you are the object of study. Now it is a test and assessment for the four of you, not ordinary training!
Everyone is spending training time and accompanying you for assessment.
But you keep talking in the queue and don't follow the standards. Why, in your eyes, internal discipline is as big as the sky, so you don't need queue discipline? !
Please respect the assessment discipline!return to! "
Zhang Tianwang's heartbeat was 160 and his breathing was tight.
Cao Yi below no longer had the indifferent attitude of the previous two days, and said loudly and seriously:
"Zhang Tianwang, if the monitor on duty asks you to go back, just go back! Why are you dawdling? Do you want to be special?"
The three newcomers below, not to mention Wang Peng, even Zhou Tiannu and Qin Hongjun were a little awe-inspiring.
Changed, the Second Squadron changed.
The veterans who were still in good spirits over the weekend and took the initiative to make jokes with them have stopped talking much since the internal inspection this morning.
Once on the training ground, the atmosphere became more serious. The instructor kept a straight face, looked at everyone from time to time, and stopped everyone from talking. The harmless smile that the private squad leader had on his face two days ago no longer existed at all.
Zhang Tianwang's frown deepened even further. As he went down, he said loudly and angrily:
"If you are so arrogant and indulgent to recruits, there will be problems sooner or later! Big problems!"
The veterans below pouted inwardly.
You are so arrogant. You know too little about special services.
This is where strength speaks.
Just wait and see whether this living King of Hell will be arrogant to you or not.
"Zhang Tianwang!"
Fang Huai shouted loudly as soon as Zhang Tianwang returned to the team.
"Arrived!!" Zhang Tianwang replied like thunder, as if he was going to break Fang Huai's eardrums with this voice.
The people around him hid aside and frowned.
This man is sick, seriously ill.
Fang Huai smiled with satisfaction: "Get out of the queue!"
Zhang Tianwang took a step back, walked out of the line with a standard running, reached the horizontal bar, leaned on his legs, turned around, and leaned on his legs again.
Pop, pop!
There was a lot of movement.
Fang Huai nodded and expressed satisfaction again, as if Zhang Tianwang's actions were not to demonstrate with him, but to perform specifically for him.
"Calm down and pull well!"
A top-down tone.
When Zhang Tianwang heard this, his lungs almost exploded with anger.
Not to mention being calm, he felt that if he heard Fang Huai say a few words, he would die on the spot again.
"Okay!" Zhang Tianwang said angrily.
Fang Huai was obviously very calm. He raised his head at the horizontal bar and said, "Come on."
Zhang Tianwang wiped his hands, jumped on the bar, and held his dignity tightly.
"one two Three…"
Han Yong, who was counting at the bar, continued his weak tone.In fact, Han Yong really didn't mean it.
Thirty members of the special team participated in the training. Every time he did the horizontal bar, Fang Huai asked him to count to stimulate him.
But now the special team is getting more and more energetic on the horizontal bar.
In addition to the improvement in training, everyone has agreed to work hard on this subject to gain some rest time for everyone.
The horizontal bar is good.
One person pulls it, and twenty or thirty people watch it. As time goes by, each person takes an average of 4 minutes, and two hours pass in one round.
In addition to their new recruits, the low ones were about thirty, and the high ones, He Zhijun and Fang Huai compared, were sixty or seventy.
One time on the horizontal bar, I have to shout more than 1000 numbers, which takes an hour or two.
Han Yong didn't have any energy left to shout, and the back of his throat had to be filled with water.
Now Han Yong gritted his teeth when he heard the horizontal and parallel bars.
Take away itchy throat.
But Zhang Tianwang, who was on top of the bar, hated the two recruits below the bar to the extreme.
One was angry with him, and so was the other.
Han Yong's voice was weak, as if he thought he was dying.
Even when he yanked with all his strength, Han Yong only dragged a little faster.
Zhang Tianwang's rhythm was disrupted by his inner demons. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slow. When he only reached 31, he couldn't take it anymore.
Han Yong's voice was still soft and soft:
"thirty-one."
Zhang Tianwang put down his body and continued to work hard.
"Thirty...Fang Huai, lower your arm halfway and then pull it up. Pulling it up shouldn't count, right?"
"Well, it doesn't count."
The conversation between the two of them made him scratch his head.
When he came down, he frowned and shouted to Han Yong:
"I asked you to shout louder, didn't you hear me? I can usually pull 33, but you yelling makes my stomach hurt! Oh, me!"
As he spoke, he was about to kick Han Yong.
"Zhang Tianwang, get down as soon as you're done!" Fang Huai's voice came from behind.
"Snapped."
Zhang Tianwang turned a deaf ear and kicked Han Yong anyway.
Everyone was tutting in their hearts.
Damn it, you dare to kick the captain's child.
Fang Huai was a little angry.
When he left the team, Fang Huai promised Han Yong that he would not suffer such an unprovoked beating.
Fang Huai was hesitating whether to get angry or not.
Han Yong didn't say anything and got out of the way.
Pan Zhaohui beat him much harder than this. Hao Chengbin also kicked him many times, but he didn't feel anything.
but.
That was the squad leader who took him.
And he made a mistake then, too.
Comrade Xiao Han held back the hydraulic pressure and waited silently for the spray to start.
Zhang Tianwang still kept complaining and walked downstairs.
But Fang Huai's voice came from behind: "Is 33 a lot? Well, the veterans have to pull at least 35 today. Don't let the newcomers look down on you."
Zhang Tianwang stopped and looked back at Fang Huai.
What are you talking about?Can everyone on the special teams team be excellent? !
But everyone laughed and geared up.
In the past, Fang Huai abused everyone, but today, everyone abuses Zhang Tianwang.
Huang Yong raised his hands and shouted: "I come first!"
Fang Huai smiled: "There are two new comrades."
Zhou Tiannu and Qin Hongjun were looked at by everyone, and their backs felt cold.
……
"Zhou Tiannu, 36!"
"Qin Hongjun, 34!"
"Huang Yong, 52!"
"Zhao Jincheng, 39!"
"Zhang Yang, 39!"
"Liu Jianfeng, 38!"
"Sun Jingwu, 35!"
"Kong Xiangzhong, 40!"
"Hao Chengbin, 40!"
...
Fang Huai kept reporting everyone's names and results.
Except for Chen Zhenghai, who only pulled 16, none of the other veterans had less than 35.
Cao Yi also explained for Chen Zhenghai:
"Comrade Chen Zhenghai had allergic diseases before and took glucocorticoids, which led to obesity. He has special reasons and is a special vehicle driver, so he is not included in the general assessment standards!"
No one said anything.
With Chen Zhenghai's strength, no one in this squadron could touch him with more than three fingers.
Both wrestling and boxing are masters.
Zhang Tianwang's face turned from black to green, and his confidence was broken again and again.
He began to wait for the dawn of hope like the end of the world, constantly assessing the size and age of everyone who went up, and judging whether they could be lower than him.
I was very confident at first, but in the end, I guessed wrong every time.
The only one who could save him, Squad Leader Fang, had family problems and asked for leave, but he has not returned yet.
He became someone who was looked down upon as someone outside the physical limits of special teams.
Wang Peng was also confused.
He was in the squadron, second on the horizontal bar, and the veterans were also conquered by him.
So far, he has only conquered Zhang Tianwang, whom he respects.
"Song Lin, 31! You have to work harder, brother."
"Xiao Haishan, 22."
It was Han Yong's turn, and he also pulled 16.
When Han Yong got off the bar, he happily ran to Fang Huai to confirm everyone's results, and then shouted:
"Report! Squad leader Zhang Tianwang is the lowest veteran, right? He should count the parallel bars!"
"flutter…"
Everyone laughed immorally for two seconds.
Fang Huai also looked at Zhang Tianwang, let out a long sigh, and said seriously without ridicule:
"Squad Leader Zhang...you really need to practice more. Starting tonight, the special duty class will practice extra together."
The face of the special service team suddenly fell.
The monthly ticket costs 5000 extra chapters. Two chapters will be late today.
(End of this chapter)
"come on!"
The people below saw that Wang Peng was slow and started to cheer loudly.
To be honest, Wang Peng's level on the horizontal bar is a little worse than everyone thought.
Because his push-up performance the night before was too strong.
Except for the evening exercise after lights out, the recruits of the Second Squadron rarely do push-ups. In this area, Wang Peng's performance was much worse than the night before yesterday.
In Wang Peng's former squadron, push-ups were the main way to exercise arm strength for recruits. They would pull the horizontal bar once every morning after morning exercises, and then have to hold on on the steps at the entrance of the cafeteria until dinner.
Including noon and afternoon, when the veterans were bragging about B before their meal, all the recruits from his former squadron were lying on their stomachs at the door of the cafeteria.
"…three two!"
"Come on! Make it 35!"
Zhang Tianwang didn't think Wang Peng was bad, so he shouted excitedly.
Currently, none of the recruits in his former squadron can reach the level of twenty.
"Three...three! Does this count? Didn't pass the bar!" Han Yong questioned.
Fang Huai glanced at Wang Peng, who was blushing from holding back, shook his head, and said loudly: "Go up a little higher! Make this the standard!"
Wang Peng took a deep breath and raised his chin again.
"Okay, cross the bar at 33! Come down, this is not training, there is no need to continue pulling!"
Fang Huai said, writing down numbers in his training book.
Wang Peng was irritated by Fang Huai's cold attitude. He still insisted on the bar and shouted:
"I can still... do it!"
Fang Huai looked up at him, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can do it."
Wang Peng held it in for a long time and didn't go up to the next one.
"33." Fang Huai only looked at the training book and read the results again.
Zhang Tianwang seemed to have some regrets and said: "If I hadn't been at the last position for too long just now, I could have reached the excellent standard of a special service veteran!"
The reason why Zhang Tianwang is so confident is because before he came, a brigade leader told him that the basic physical fitness of the provincial special forces, the standard for excellent horizontal bars, is 35, and the standard for passing is 25.
With five kilometers to go, I passed in 21 minutes and excellent in 19 and a half minutes.
This standard is indeed very high, but he can still get close to the line of excellence.
Moreover, according to his observation, it is impossible for many people to achieve excellence with such training.
But when the veterans around him heard this, they all looked at him strangely.
Standard of excellence?
It sounds like such a vague and distant word. The current No. [-] Squadron only has progress standards.
In the past, the secret service believed that "veterans can be lazy at ordinary times, but they must be able to show their strength at critical times."
It’s different now. Not only do you have to “take it out”, you also have to take it out every day.
But no one replied to Zhang Tianwang because he was too talkative today.
Everyone just praised Wang Peng: "Yes! 33! Song Lin, come on, surpass him!"
When Wang Peng heard this, he stared at Song Lin.
Why?Why do people think that Song Lin, who likes to steal chickens and play tricks, can surpass him?
When Zhang Tianwang heard this, he looked around with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Recruits, with such high grades, why are you pretending to be cold?Don’t you usually like to shout and yell? !
And...Song Lin surpassed him?
Where is Fang Huai?Can't he surpass Wang Peng?
Fang Huai glanced at Zhang Tianwang:
"Next, Zhang Tianwang."
Zhang Tianwang did not answer "yes" and walked straight to the bar.
But Fang Huai said more seriously: "Go back, answer the question, and come back again!"
Zhang Tianwang looked at Fang Huai in disbelief.
Although Fang Huai had been joking and joking with the veteran in the past two days, which made him very uncomfortable, he was not bold enough to dare to provoke him.
Did you eat leopard bile today?
The other veterans looked like they were watching a good show.
Wang Peng below was even more shocked.
He even dared to say this to the seventh-year squad leader Zhang!
Zhang Tianwang put his hands behind his back: "Why do you want me to go back? I don't think you are suitable for this..."
Fang Huai was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and waved his hand to interrupt him.
He also had to record the various strength indicators of four people today, and there was a lot to do. He immediately pointed out Zhang Tianwang's problem seriously:
"You are the model that our class praised just this morning, and you are the object of study. Now it is a test and assessment for the four of you, not ordinary training!
Everyone is spending training time and accompanying you for assessment.
But you keep talking in the queue and don't follow the standards. Why, in your eyes, internal discipline is as big as the sky, so you don't need queue discipline? !
Please respect the assessment discipline!return to! "
Zhang Tianwang's heartbeat was 160 and his breathing was tight.
Cao Yi below no longer had the indifferent attitude of the previous two days, and said loudly and seriously:
"Zhang Tianwang, if the monitor on duty asks you to go back, just go back! Why are you dawdling? Do you want to be special?"
The three newcomers below, not to mention Wang Peng, even Zhou Tiannu and Qin Hongjun were a little awe-inspiring.
Changed, the Second Squadron changed.
The veterans who were still in good spirits over the weekend and took the initiative to make jokes with them have stopped talking much since the internal inspection this morning.
Once on the training ground, the atmosphere became more serious. The instructor kept a straight face, looked at everyone from time to time, and stopped everyone from talking. The harmless smile that the private squad leader had on his face two days ago no longer existed at all.
Zhang Tianwang's frown deepened even further. As he went down, he said loudly and angrily:
"If you are so arrogant and indulgent to recruits, there will be problems sooner or later! Big problems!"
The veterans below pouted inwardly.
You are so arrogant. You know too little about special services.
This is where strength speaks.
Just wait and see whether this living King of Hell will be arrogant to you or not.
"Zhang Tianwang!"
Fang Huai shouted loudly as soon as Zhang Tianwang returned to the team.
"Arrived!!" Zhang Tianwang replied like thunder, as if he was going to break Fang Huai's eardrums with this voice.
The people around him hid aside and frowned.
This man is sick, seriously ill.
Fang Huai smiled with satisfaction: "Get out of the queue!"
Zhang Tianwang took a step back, walked out of the line with a standard running, reached the horizontal bar, leaned on his legs, turned around, and leaned on his legs again.
Pop, pop!
There was a lot of movement.
Fang Huai nodded and expressed satisfaction again, as if Zhang Tianwang's actions were not to demonstrate with him, but to perform specifically for him.
"Calm down and pull well!"
A top-down tone.
When Zhang Tianwang heard this, his lungs almost exploded with anger.
Not to mention being calm, he felt that if he heard Fang Huai say a few words, he would die on the spot again.
"Okay!" Zhang Tianwang said angrily.
Fang Huai was obviously very calm. He raised his head at the horizontal bar and said, "Come on."
Zhang Tianwang wiped his hands, jumped on the bar, and held his dignity tightly.
"one two Three…"
Han Yong, who was counting at the bar, continued his weak tone.In fact, Han Yong really didn't mean it.
Thirty members of the special team participated in the training. Every time he did the horizontal bar, Fang Huai asked him to count to stimulate him.
But now the special team is getting more and more energetic on the horizontal bar.
In addition to the improvement in training, everyone has agreed to work hard on this subject to gain some rest time for everyone.
The horizontal bar is good.
One person pulls it, and twenty or thirty people watch it. As time goes by, each person takes an average of 4 minutes, and two hours pass in one round.
In addition to their new recruits, the low ones were about thirty, and the high ones, He Zhijun and Fang Huai compared, were sixty or seventy.
One time on the horizontal bar, I have to shout more than 1000 numbers, which takes an hour or two.
Han Yong didn't have any energy left to shout, and the back of his throat had to be filled with water.
Now Han Yong gritted his teeth when he heard the horizontal and parallel bars.
Take away itchy throat.
But Zhang Tianwang, who was on top of the bar, hated the two recruits below the bar to the extreme.
One was angry with him, and so was the other.
Han Yong's voice was weak, as if he thought he was dying.
Even when he yanked with all his strength, Han Yong only dragged a little faster.
Zhang Tianwang's rhythm was disrupted by his inner demons. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slow. When he only reached 31, he couldn't take it anymore.
Han Yong's voice was still soft and soft:
"thirty-one."
Zhang Tianwang put down his body and continued to work hard.
"Thirty...Fang Huai, lower your arm halfway and then pull it up. Pulling it up shouldn't count, right?"
"Well, it doesn't count."
The conversation between the two of them made him scratch his head.
When he came down, he frowned and shouted to Han Yong:
"I asked you to shout louder, didn't you hear me? I can usually pull 33, but you yelling makes my stomach hurt! Oh, me!"
As he spoke, he was about to kick Han Yong.
"Zhang Tianwang, get down as soon as you're done!" Fang Huai's voice came from behind.
"Snapped."
Zhang Tianwang turned a deaf ear and kicked Han Yong anyway.
Everyone was tutting in their hearts.
Damn it, you dare to kick the captain's child.
Fang Huai was a little angry.
When he left the team, Fang Huai promised Han Yong that he would not suffer such an unprovoked beating.
Fang Huai was hesitating whether to get angry or not.
Han Yong didn't say anything and got out of the way.
Pan Zhaohui beat him much harder than this. Hao Chengbin also kicked him many times, but he didn't feel anything.
but.
That was the squad leader who took him.
And he made a mistake then, too.
Comrade Xiao Han held back the hydraulic pressure and waited silently for the spray to start.
Zhang Tianwang still kept complaining and walked downstairs.
But Fang Huai's voice came from behind: "Is 33 a lot? Well, the veterans have to pull at least 35 today. Don't let the newcomers look down on you."
Zhang Tianwang stopped and looked back at Fang Huai.
What are you talking about?Can everyone on the special teams team be excellent? !
But everyone laughed and geared up.
In the past, Fang Huai abused everyone, but today, everyone abuses Zhang Tianwang.
Huang Yong raised his hands and shouted: "I come first!"
Fang Huai smiled: "There are two new comrades."
Zhou Tiannu and Qin Hongjun were looked at by everyone, and their backs felt cold.
……
"Zhou Tiannu, 36!"
"Qin Hongjun, 34!"
"Huang Yong, 52!"
"Zhao Jincheng, 39!"
"Zhang Yang, 39!"
"Liu Jianfeng, 38!"
"Sun Jingwu, 35!"
"Kong Xiangzhong, 40!"
"Hao Chengbin, 40!"
...
Fang Huai kept reporting everyone's names and results.
Except for Chen Zhenghai, who only pulled 16, none of the other veterans had less than 35.
Cao Yi also explained for Chen Zhenghai:
"Comrade Chen Zhenghai had allergic diseases before and took glucocorticoids, which led to obesity. He has special reasons and is a special vehicle driver, so he is not included in the general assessment standards!"
No one said anything.
With Chen Zhenghai's strength, no one in this squadron could touch him with more than three fingers.
Both wrestling and boxing are masters.
Zhang Tianwang's face turned from black to green, and his confidence was broken again and again.
He began to wait for the dawn of hope like the end of the world, constantly assessing the size and age of everyone who went up, and judging whether they could be lower than him.
I was very confident at first, but in the end, I guessed wrong every time.
The only one who could save him, Squad Leader Fang, had family problems and asked for leave, but he has not returned yet.
He became someone who was looked down upon as someone outside the physical limits of special teams.
Wang Peng was also confused.
He was in the squadron, second on the horizontal bar, and the veterans were also conquered by him.
So far, he has only conquered Zhang Tianwang, whom he respects.
"Song Lin, 31! You have to work harder, brother."
"Xiao Haishan, 22."
It was Han Yong's turn, and he also pulled 16.
When Han Yong got off the bar, he happily ran to Fang Huai to confirm everyone's results, and then shouted:
"Report! Squad leader Zhang Tianwang is the lowest veteran, right? He should count the parallel bars!"
"flutter…"
Everyone laughed immorally for two seconds.
Fang Huai also looked at Zhang Tianwang, let out a long sigh, and said seriously without ridicule:
"Squad Leader Zhang...you really need to practice more. Starting tonight, the special duty class will practice extra together."
The face of the special service team suddenly fell.
The monthly ticket costs 5000 extra chapters. Two chapters will be late today.
(End of this chapter)
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