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

Chapter 89: First place, nine minutes and 45 seconds!
"The break is over, everyone get ready."

"Students who heard the code name, please give your guns, backpacks, satchels, helmets, bullet belts, grenade belts, water bottles, etc. to someone around you for safekeeping."

"Get ready for the starting point."

"013, 024, 001, 002, 006"

The second item, the first batch of knockout rounds is about to begin.

One of the pickets on duty read the number loudly to avoid confusion and for all students to hear clearly.

On both sides of the rest area, there were pickets on duty shouting code names repeatedly.

The scene fell silent for an instant, and every student listened.

Chen Jun heard his number and handed He Jing a gun and a backpack and a set of heavy-duty equipment.

My limbs felt obviously relaxed under the movement, and I strode towards the starting point.

At this time, the pickets who had been using a tape measure on the runway to measure the distance to the runway began to call it a day and leave.

Chen Jun is a celebrity in Luyuan, and he still has the number "001" on his armband.

His appearance instantly caused a burst of discussion among the students watching from a distance.

If it weren't for the monitors of each class watching from the side, using stern eyes to stop them from making noises to interfere with the competition.

I'm afraid that before the game starts, the surroundings will be filled with cheers similar to cheering.

Chen Jun ignored the classmates in the distance. He walked quickly to the starting point, bent his body with his hands and knees and moved his legs.

The second three-thousand-meter freehand event is not a weight-bearing subject like the first event. This one focuses on explosive power.

He wants to make sure his body is in top condition at all times.

While they were moving their legs and feet here, Lin Fenghua from the Wuyuan Academy also arrived. He nodded to Chen Jun and stood a little further away, also moving his legs and feet.

He was very polite.

But another man named Chao Mao stood in front of Chen Jun.

This guy didn't even warm up before the game, he just stared at Chen Jun with his arms crossed.

Among the first batch, there were very few students from Lu Academy, including Chen Jun, there were only about twenty people.

Originally, the students from the Lu Academy were centered around Chen Jun and stood around him.

A black charcoal head suddenly came over. No matter how everyone looked at him, they didn't seem to have good intentions and they all gathered around him.

glare.

As soon as they moved, the people from the martial arts academy naturally stopped watching and began to gather around.

I felt that the atmosphere at the starting point was not right.

Chen Jun straightened up, walked to the front row of the starting line without saying anything, and got ready to start.

His attitude is very obvious, that is, let the results speak for themselves.

In fact.

Until just now, Chen Jun didn't quite understand why the Wuyuan Academy had sacrificed so much and wanted two top people to stay with him in the first batch.

This is completely unnecessary.

Lin Fenghua and Chao Mao both performed well in the last game. If they are separated into other batches, they are expected to win first place.

But after seeing the two people's attitudes just now, he understood.

They were probably still worried that he would affect Lin Fenghua's game rhythm, so they sent someone to keep an eye on him.

In this regard, Chen Jun can only say that they have thought too much.

Who has the skills to influence you three thousand meters with bare hands? It’s all about true strength. Once the speed is gone, who cares? If you are stronger, you might end up with a snipe-clam stalemate in which the fisherman gets the advantage.

He is not that stupid. Besides, the leaders of the two houses of Congress would not want to see this situation.

Just when Chen Jun lowered his body and prepared to start, the supervisor on duty in the distance issued an order.

"First batch, get ready, countdown for ten seconds."

"Ten, nine, eighty-one."

"boom!"

The starting gun fired.

Chen Jun raised his head fiercely, his body was like a cheetah, mobilizing all the muscles in his body to cooperate, and kicked the ground with his right foot.

The whole person was like a heavy cannon being discharged from the barrel, and he rushed out of the starting line in an instant.

On the other side, Lin Fenghua was equally eye-catching. His leg muscles were tense and he was sprinting like an arrow from a string.

The two of them have the same speed, the same rhythm, fast and powerful.

Every time he stepped on the ground, it was like a tiger descending from the mountain, shocking the nearby students.

It also shocked other contestants in the first batch.

Damn, is this the strength of top students?

Before they could react, the two men were already six meters away. Even Chao Mao, who was closest to Chen Jun, didn't expect to fight so fiercely at the beginning of the competition.

Is this three thousand meters?

It's not a 100-meter sprint, even if it's running with bare hands, no one did it in the beginning, right?

He hesitated for a while, and the two of them were already twenty meters away.

"Animals, they are all animals." Chaomao muttered twice before daring to lose focus and sprinting forward as hard as he could.

There are two people taking the lead in doing this, who dares not to challenge them?

The atmosphere has gone astray.

The last fifty will be eliminated, and they can no longer afford the strategy of preserving their physical strength.

The students in the surrounding waiting area and those who were completely eliminated were also attracted by the performance of these two people.

Everyone clenched their fists nervously and stared with wide eyes, watching the competition between the two top players, for fear of missing a detail.

Wang Heng was more nervous than ever. He stood on the side of the entrance to the training ground, clutching the tree trunk tightly with his right hand. His fingertips turned white but he didn't know it.

His pupils shrank and he stared at Chen Jun.

He was even more nervous than running up there himself.

At this time, Chen Jun had completely ignored everything around him, and all he could see was the runway.

Because he started too hard, he was a little overwhelmed. After just over 300 meters, his breathing began to become rapid and deep.

Every inhalation is like drawing strength from the air, and every exhalation is like expelling the heat and pressure from the body.

The two of them moved forward together, their momentum unabated.

Side by side, three meters apart, they speed past on the track, kicking up waves of dust and heat.

Of course Chen Jun noticed Lin Fenghua's performance, and he knew that this guy was not weak.

But he is not in a hurry. The two are the same height, about the same age, and have similar explosive power. It is understandable that they are evenly matched.

Fighting to the end of the 3,000 meters does rely on explosive power, but it does not only rely on explosive power, but also perseverance and determination to win.

Taking into account various factors, it is still early to decide the winner.

Soon, the two passed the first 600-meter lap at extremely fast speeds. Starting from the second lap, the speed began to slow down.

But there is still no distinction between before and after, neither of them gives way to the other.

the other side.

Standing on the flag-raising platform, martial arts instructor Geng Weidong was dumbfounded when he saw the performance of the two men.

In all aspects, Lin Fenghua is definitely among the best performers in the martial arts academy in recent years.

There were many comprehensive subjects in the last subject, so it was understandable that I didn't get first place because of many factors.

But what about this time?

There's a weird factor this time. Could it be that Wuyuan's physical fitness uniforms are not as comfortable as Lu Yuan's camouflage uniforms?
This doesn’t make any fucking sense.

Geng Weidong was calm on the surface, but the unhappiness in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

He turned to look at Li Zhao, who was smiling at the side, and sneered: "Old Li, are these the students you said are the students with relatively good target shooting scores?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "excellent in target shooting" with a strong accent.

We can't blame him for being petty-minded. In competitions between the two houses, every year they don't report to each other the number and status of top students.

This is so that the instructors and captains can be prepared and roughly estimate the level of this year's freshmen.

But this year, Lu Yuan is just lying, insisting that there are no soldiers who perform well.

Hearing Geng Weidong's question, Li Zhao instantly stopped smiling and put on an expression that showed he was also surprised.

"That's right, Chen Jun is really outstanding in target shooting. During the new training period, he practiced target four times and made fifty rings four times."

"I haven't seen him special before. I didn't expect this kid to be so hidden." Li Zhao said half-truthfully.

He really wasn't completely lying. During Chen Jun's new training period, he had the habit of getting up early every day for nearly a month and practicing alone on weekends.

It can be said that he is very diligent.

His usual performance was excellent, but he really didn't know what Chen Jun's specific results were in running three thousand meters with bare hands.

People don't like publicity, so he can't just force people to get test scores, right?

What's more, Chen Jun has been working hard to improve himself. It is obvious to all the students in the Luyuan Base and each division, and he does not want to disrupt the other party's plan.

Li Zhao spoke very calmly, but Lao Geng next to him twitched the corner of his mouth.

Four times of shooting and four full marks
Based on these results, I am afraid that this year’s martial arts academy’s target practice session will be severely suppressed.

This was the strength of the martial arts school in previous years. After all, they had relatively many opportunities to practice targets during their new training period, even though they were outnumbered by a student named Chu in the first two years.

Depending on the situation this year, it will be quite difficult.

Lao Geng looked helplessly at the runway. As a result, this look almost made him curse.

Because I don’t know when the neck-and-neck situation has been broken.

Lin Fenghua from their martial arts academy was separated by three meters across the entire arena.

A single figure in camouflage was left, sprinting at the front.

This figure is none other than Chen Jun.

At this time, Chen Jun was also feeling uncomfortable. His pace had dropped to four minutes. Due to the extremely fast running, his chest hurt as if it was about to explode.

But he didn't show it, and he didn't mess up his rhythm because of it. Someone was staring at him three meters behind.

If he messes up the rhythm, it gives the opponent motivation.

At this time, everyone is at the end of their battle, and it depends on who can withstand it better.

Sweat flowed down his forehead and into his collar.

The forehead, the tip of the nose, and the eyelashes were all covered with sweat.

Even the soles of my feet were soaked with sweat.

The clothes all over his body were wet and clinging to his body, but he couldn't feel it anymore.

Because the pain in his lungs had spread all over his body, and his current state could no longer be described as uncomfortable.

But Chen Jun couldn't stop. He represented himself and Lu Yuan. If he wanted to get first place, he would have to pay a price.

Slowly, the students gathered around held their breath, and no one cheered anymore.

It seems that he is afraid of disturbing the contestants.

In the last 800 meters, it was a silent fight.

Three meters, five meters, eight meters, fifteen meters, twenty meters, Chen Jun pulled Lin Fenghua away more and more.

far away.

Wang Heng gritted his teeth, Liang Kui clenched his fists, Yang Fan held his breath, and Shen Congjun silently shouted "Come on."

He Jing stood in the waiting area, holding Chen Jun's bag tightly and holding the squad deputy's gun, watching nervously.

The second squad leader, Chu Hongfei, is no longer as indifferent as before. This is not just a competition, but also a competition between the best of the two houses.

In the last game, they couldn't see the specific progress of the game due to the venue, but this time, everyone was watching.

The third squad leader Zheng Wentong held the corner of his clothes, and the first division counselor Zhang Xufeng held the batch list in his hand and stood silently.

All eyes are focused on one person.

Nearly.

closer.

When there were still 400 meters to go from the finish line, the pickets on duty pulled up the streamers at the finish line.

300 m.

Li Zhao and the captains of each division, together with the instructors from the martial arts academy, came down from the flag-raising platform and walked towards the finishing position.

200 m.

The Lu Academy students who were watching the excitement nearby also began to move closer to the front.

100 m.

Someone in the crowd shouted cheers.

Good guy, more than a thousand people in Lu Yuan were shouting loudly and doing their best to cheer for the people on the track.

50 m.

Chen Jun's strength was almost exhausted. He had no choice but to fight hard. He had no energy left.

But fortunately, Lin Fenghua was already thrown a hundred meters away by him.

He forcibly clenched his trembling fists, gritted his teeth, and used all his perseverance to move his legs that were like lead.

His eyes were fixed on the ribbon at the end.

10 m.

5 m.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, amid the cheering sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Chen Jun jumped across the finish line with one kick, and the streamer that was torn away from the hands of the two pickets on duty was carried more than three meters away by his inertia.

"Quick, someone help Chen Jun to walk aside." Li Zhao greeted loudly.

At the same time, he did not forget to look at the score recorder.

"How much, what's the score?"

"Report, 001, three thousand meters freehand, nine minutes and 45 seconds, first place in the first batch, plus 100 points."

The picket in charge of timing glanced at the timer and loudly announced the results.

After hearing the result of nine minutes and 45 seconds, Li Zhao stopped pretending and laughed.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, help Chen Jun to rest. Who, Wang Heng, is going to buy some soda for Chen Jun."

"Ha ha."

Li Zhao smiled so wantonly that Geng Weidong's face turned dark.

In fact, there is no need to explain specifically. Wang Heng, Liang Kui, and Yang Fan, who were eliminated from the class, have been waiting on the side of the runway for a long time.

When Chen Jun crossed the finish line, a group of people hugged him.

Three thousand meters with bare hands, nine minutes and 45 seconds.

This kind of result, compared to the first place in the first knockout round, adding 100 points is not a surprise.

As Chen Jun was helped to the side, a crowd surged in an instant, and many people who were familiar with Chen Jun gathered in Luyuan.

Even many senior veteran monitors came.

It’s okay not to accept it.

The score of over 9 minutes in the freehand meters is a dazzling performance anywhere.

In the past, they only knew that Chen Jun practiced running every day and would run the 400-meter obstacle course when he had nothing to do. But no one knew that he was so good.

"Junior, good job." Chu Hongfei came over and wanted to help Chen Jun.

But he broke away gently.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "Monitor, Monitor Chu, you don't need help, I'm okay."

With that said, Chen Jun turned to look at the track, and at this time, Lin Fenghua also reached the finish line.

"002, 10 meters freehand, 31 minutes and 90 seconds, second place, points added."

When Lin Fenghua heard the announcement of his results, he was not surprised because he had tried several unarmed 3,000-meter tests in the martial arts academy, and they were all within this range.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would be a sure winner in this competition.

But he met someone more ruthless than him.

Although Lin Fenghua was too tired to say a word, his chest was burning, he was short of breath and dizzy.

But he also broke away from the hands of others in the martial arts academy, barely raised his left hand, and gave Chen Jun a thumbs up.

The fighting spirit in his eyes remained undiminished.

Chen Jun nodded silently. He was no better. He suppressed his nausea and stared at the other party.

Neither of them spoke, but they seemed to have said everything.

(End of this chapter)