I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 73: Where did this guy come from?
Is the president of the Student Union of Lu College a guarantor?

Hearing this, Wang Heng's expression was startled. For some reason, a sense of comfort in being a father arose from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Jun joined the party right after he was admitted to the hospital. His future achievements will definitely be better than those of him who was the squad leader.

Before he could respond, Chen Jun on the court had already reached the finish line, holding his knees with his hands and gasping for air.

The physical exertion of the 400-meter obstacle race is absolutely terrifying. I was tense throughout the race and did not dare to relax.

At this time, Chen Jun felt like the world was spinning, and his chest almost exploded.

The roommates who had been waiting for him for a long time rushed up to help him, their eyes shining with admiration.

On the other side, Chu Hongfei reached out and took the timer from Wang Heng's hand and saw the display on it.

02:05.11
Chu Hongfei's mouth twitched. The freshman's results were nearly a minute faster than when he first came into contact with them.

This gap made even Chu Hongfei look at Wang Heng with jealousy.

"Old Wang, remember what you just said, I will guarantee Chen Jun."

Done.

He returned the watch to Wang Heng.

Turning around and running towards the outside of the field, he also planned to take advantage of the lack of people in the medical office at this time to test the people in his own class and adapt to the intensity of the tactical week in advance.

Wang Heng himself was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. Chen Jun's first run was almost close to his best result.

It's not easy to be the squad leader.

Some of the freshmen who were watching the excitement around were applauding, thinking that they were lucky to have witnessed such a wonderful scene.

But the squad leaders in each division were collectively silent.

The army emphasizes physical fitness over skills, and the same is true in the Mainland Academy. Even if they are in their junior year, as long as there are no cultural classes, physical fitness classes are required every day.

The 400-meter obstacle race is the most challenging and representative of all physical fitness subjects.

Chen Jun's performance made all the monitors in the five divisions feel the pressure.

"Deputy deputy, good job!!" Liang Kui stood in front of him and gave a thumbs up in affirmation.

"I have to work hard too." He Jing smiled and agreed with Chen Jun's achievements.

Wang Heng walked up to him, handed the watch to Chen Jun, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Two minutes and five seconds, come on."

"Yes, squad leader, I will." Chen Jun nodded, not surprised by this result.

Because when Wang Heng ran just now, he had been estimating the time, and he could roughly guess his current level.

He glanced at the results and returned the watch to the monitor.

Turning his head to look at the obstacle course, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable look. This result might be good for others.

But for him.

After all, it's still a bit worse.

But it doesn’t matter. Diligence can always make up for your shortcomings. Run more, run more frequently, correct all the mistakes you just made, and you should be able to score within two minutes.

If you just want to make progress, it will take a lot of time to slowly improve.

Chen Jun pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked: "Squad leader, when you competed with the Wuyuan Academy, how long did it take you to be the first in the 400-meter obstacle race?"

"Our class?" Hearing this, Wang Heng raised his head and thought for a moment, "In the class of 09, Captain Chu of Class won the overall score, but he was not first in the meters."

"The first one was from the Martial Arts Academy. His time was like 1 minute and 49 seconds. He crushed all the freshmen from the two academies at that time."

"Squad Leader Chu is one minute and fifty-two seconds away from defeat!"

Is it a pity to lose? Chen Jun was silent.

Even though his score was only sixteen seconds away from the first place in the martial arts academy that year, this time gap required a lot of practice to make up for it.

Even if it only improves by three seconds, it is not easy.

It seemed that he noticed that Chen Jun was under pressure.

Wang Heng smiled brightly and said, "Okay, you're pretty good at this."

"You can go and have a rest nearby. I will explain to them the specific movement essentials. I hope they can try it again today."

"Starting the tactical week next week, these venues will be planned according to zones and cannot be practiced every day."

"So, let's get familiar with it first."

Chen Jun didn't have any objections to the squad leader's arrangements. He had just finished the 400-meter obstacle course.

His legs were weak at this time, so he took advantage of the rest of the class to go over and study.

Chen Jun walked to the shade of a nearby tree, silently thinking in his heart, and began to plan the next training plan.

As the saying goes, God rewards hard work. If you want to shine in the competition, you cannot rely solely on the daily arrangements of the academy.

In the past, in the army, whenever a division or brigade announced a competition, each company would do their best.

In the middle of the night, many non-commissioned officers can be seen on the training ground strengthening their exercises.

Honors and applause are always accompanied by hardship and sweat.

There is no free lunch in the world, so there is no such thing as honor waiting to come.

Time passes day by day.

The Wednesday of the tactics week soon came. Before that, Chen Jun completely gave up on being comfortable, went with the flow, and practiced step by step.

In the morning, he got up an hour and a half earlier than all the freshmen, called Wang Heng, and asked Wang Heng to take him out of the dormitory.

Send him to training.

Have no idea.

The management of freshmen is strict. Although the barracks at the training base do not need to go downstairs, the dormitory doors will not be locked.

But the pickets were hanging around outside.

Without the monitor, he would be interrogated if he went out in the middle of the night and then be driven back.

At the beginning, Wang Heng was able to advise him that training should be gradual and should not be accomplished overnight, let alone impatient.

In the end, he simply gave up. He couldn't be persuaded, he couldn't be persuaded at all. He didn't understand the world of genius.

Usually when Chen Jun is brought to the training ground, he yawns and goes back to the dormitory to sleep.

At half past four in the summer, it’s already light outside.

Chen Jun wore camouflage uniforms and ran a 400-meter obstacle course first, rested for 20 minutes, and then ran again.

After resting for twenty minutes, run 5,000 meters.

After the run is over and the body has recovered, continue running the 400-meter obstacle course.

Everyone in the entire new training base knew about Chen Jun's performance.

Every morning, at a fixed time, there is always a figure that appears on the training ground on time.

The benchmark image was completely established by himself.

The third day of tactical week is Wednesday.

8 month 29 day.

After dinner, Chen Jun led the team back to the dormitory from the cafeteria. During the meal just now, Wang Heng made a temporary announcement that there would be a district team meeting tonight.

All squad leaders have to attend, so the arrangement of watching the news broadcast after dinner is temporarily cancelled.

After Chen Jun brought the person back to the dormitory, he took out a towel from the small yellow basin under the bed and hung it around his neck.

When I was about to continue going to the training ground to practice more.

Liang Kui, He Jing and others quickly gathered over, their expressions full of worry.

"Deputy deputy, do you still want to practice?"

"That's right, Chen Jun. Just now, when the squad leader said you won't watch the news broadcast, you didn't even take a few bites of dinner, just because you have to practice later?"

He Jing blocked the way, not wanting to let him leave.

In fact, they were in the same dormitory and in the same class. They looked at Chen Jun every day like a perpetual motion machine.

Even if you get up early every morning, you still have to practice when you find time, and you still have to participate in class training.

In just one week, Chen Jun has lost weight compared to when he first came to the academy. His arms and face are covered in layers of sunburned skin.

If they hadn't been in contact with each other every day, they wouldn't have believed that this was the same person.

"Stop practicing as a class deputy and take a rest. It won't take more than a minute and a half." Even Shen Congjun, who was usually taciturn, started to persuade him.

Seeing everyone's worried expressions, Chen Jun felt a warm current in his heart.

With a reassuring smile on his face, he said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"You also know that I can't sit still, and I don't even run." "I'll just go practice the military boxing taught by the squad leader yesterday morning."

After Chen Jun finished speaking, he patted the shoulders of the people next to him to reassure them.

But who can really rest assured? Others practice military boxing in a queue position and in unified movements.

Chen Jun practiced military style boxing, holding a brick with his left and right hands, and also tied the bricks to his two calves with ropes.

That posture is scary to look at.

But they couldn't stop him forcefully, not because of Chen Jun's status as class deputy, and he never put on airs. No one in the class was afraid of him, some just admired and respected him.

Everyone knows that the class vice president is determined to compete with the martial arts academy, and they can't stop him.

Chen Jun smiled at everyone and walked out of the dormitory.

Just as he was planning how to arrange the time before the late roll call, he suddenly looked up and saw a tall middle-aged man in the distance walking towards him.

Chen Jun was slightly startled when he saw the person coming. He didn't recognize this person.

But he recognized his military rank of Colonel with two bars and four stars on the collar of his clothes.

While Chen Jun was thinking about it, the other party was almost at the door of the dormitory.

He didn't care to study who this person was, and hurriedly pulled off the towel hanging from his neck and held it in his hand.

Stand at attention and salute.

He shouted: "Hello, Chief."

There were a bunch of guys in the dormitory, their buttocks were just touching the small bench, and they heard the sound outside.

My whole body was shaking, and I jumped faster than a rabbit. I stood up and lined up in a hurry.

"Hello." The middle-aged colonel glanced at Chen Jun and returned the greeting with a smile.

Then he pointed to the dormitory.

"Little comrade, I'm looking for Yang Fan. Please call him."

"Yes, Chief."

Chen Jun saluted again, turned around, clenched his fists and ran back to the dormitory.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he met Yang Fan, who walked out with a complicated look on his face.

He, who was usually the most active, became very quiet at this moment and raised his eyes to look at Chen Jun.

"Deputy deputy, I...I'm going to go on a trip."

"Okay, let's go."

Chen Jun turned around and looked at the colonel and said something to Yang Fan. The two of them turned and walked away before he could make any move.

A group of people in the dormitory all surrounded him with a "crash" sound.

He stretched his neck like a giraffe and aimed hard into the distance.

Liang Kui even asked excitedly: "Deputy deputy, what's going on? Who is the person looking for Lao Yang?"

"I see that he has one more bars and one more star on his neck than our district captain. This is the first time I have seen such a big leader."

"Bitch, that's the senior colonel. In the army, he's the division commander. He's in charge of more than 10,000 soldiers."

He Jing laughed and carried out science popularization. .

At this time, the senior colonel had already taken Yang Fan away, which was even more surprising.

Yang Fan, who was usually so active that he jumped up and down, acted like a good grandson when facing this middle-aged man who suddenly came to see him.

Apart from nodding from time to time, there was no other movement.

Chen Jun did not participate in the discussion in the class and stared at the situation in the distance for a while.

I had some doubts in my heart.

How could a university suddenly find a new student? What mistake did Yang Fan make?

No, with Yang Fan's ability, whatever mistake he made, he could at most send one Wang Heng to fix it.

It's not something that would alarm the senior colonel.

Chen Junzheng was confused.

He suddenly remembered that when he first came to Luyuan, Yang Fan had revealed to him that he had received news before the college entrance examination that one of the tutors in Luyuan was a relative of his, like an uncle or something.

Tell him that Lu College has expanded its enrollment and lowered the admission requirements, and he can be admitted with only the second-tier score.

But Chen Jun didn't care at that time. It was normal for a mentor to know this.

But he didn't expect that the so-called mentor Yang Fan said was actually a senior colonel.

Could it be that this guy is still the second generation of the military?
That’s why I’m so active in normal times, and I don’t worry about poor grades or poor assignments.

Chen Jun thought about it in his heart, but soon he overturned this idea.

If he were the second generation of the military, he would not be so ignorant of the Lu Yuan, and he would be completely ignorant of militarized management.

You also need to go to Tieba and veteran bars to learn so-called experience, which is not in line with the cognition of the second generation of the military.

Chen Jun thought for a long time, but he didn't understand what was going on.

Simply put, it would be impossible to go to the training ground.

All district team squad leaders have a meeting, and the deputy of that squad will take charge of the situation in the class.

At this time, it was really inappropriate for him to leave.

Chen Jun folded the towel neatly in his hand and placed it on the edge of the small yellow basin under the bed.

He took the matza from the side and sat in the dormitory waiting.

The other people were not so calm. They all stuck their butts out and crowded at the door of the dormitory, whispering about the identity of the person who was looking for Yang Fan.

At the same time, he did not forget to tease Yang Fan now.

That was the first time since they entered Lu Yuan that they had seen this guy so well-behaved and honest.

About five or six minutes passed.

Liang Kui greeted back.

"Deputy deputy, the leader is gone and Lao Yang is back."

After hearing this, Chen Jun stood up from his horse and saw Yang Fan walking into the dormitory from the outside with a lonely face.

The people around him were obviously familiar with Yang Fan's usually out-of-the-box personality, and they didn't notice that he was in a bad mood at this time.

People gathered around him and asked him to explain what happened just now.

Who is that leader?

Listening to a group of people asking, Yang Fan forcibly cheered up and said, "Stop guessing."

"That's a distant relative of mine. Really, I don't have a deep relationship with him."

"He just came to the base today for business. He stopped by to see me and asked me if I am comfortable here."

"Nothing else."

"That's it?" Liang Kui touched his chin and stared at his eyes as big as eggs.

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

"It's true. Why did I lie to you?" Yang Fan spoke again.

After saying that, he sighed.

Chen Jun, who had been paying attention next to him, felt something in his heart. He patted Liang Kui next to him and signaled not to ask yet.

He himself moved the maza and sat in front of Yang Fan, and asked in a relaxed and teasing tone.

"Lao Yang, this is not like you."

"If you had a senior colonel as a relative in your family, with your temperament, you would be so proud of yourself. Why are you still looking so sad?"

"Deputy deputy, I..." Yang Fan looked a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. We are all comrades-in-arms. If you have any difficulties, just tell us and we can all help."

"Yes, we can all help, what's going on?"

"Yang Fan, are you okay? Don't scare me?"

Seeing that his roommates were so concerned about him, Yang Fan smiled bitterly, and a feeling of sadness surged into his heart.

"You don't have to do this..."

"Actually. Actually I."

(End of this chapter)