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

Chapter 92: Pass the level and sweep all the way!
In contrast to Lu Yuan's cheers and loud cheers.

In the waiting area.

The people in the martial arts academy were collectively silent, and the look in their eyes was not as confident as usual.

In comprehensive subjects such as the 400-meter obstacle course, there is such a big gap in performance.

Then there is almost no suspense. It is certain that the top performers in their martial arts academy this year are far behind others.

The hope of winning first place is getting slimmer and slimmer.

Even though no one said they were willing or wanted to admit this result, they all sighed in their hearts.

Looking at Chen Jun who was surrounded by the crowd.

Everyone in the martial arts academy felt waves of powerlessness sweeping through their bodies, clenching their fists and then opening them.

Can't compete.

The influence brought by a top person is absolutely unparalleled.

On the other hand, at the Lu Academy, all the students at this time were very motivated to fight and were gearing up.

With that posture, I really want to fight to the end with the martial arts academy right away.

As the representative of the martial arts academy, Lin Fenghua felt sour in his heart at this time, but he was not discouraged and still ran to the finish line.

"No. 002, 90-meter obstacle course, minute and seconds, points added."

"No. 004, 80 minute and seconds for the -meter obstacle course, points added."

"No. 006"

Along with the pickets on duty, announcements were made one after another.

Several top players from the martial arts academy also arrived at the finish line one after another.

Originally, their results would have been quite explosive among the freshmen group if they were normal.

But because of Chen Jun's high score of just one minute and thirty-nine seconds, they were all overshadowed.

Lin Fenghua, Chao Mao, Xu Xiduan, Gao Qingfeng, etc., several top leaders from the martial arts academy, stood at the finish line and looked at each other speechlessly.

Afterwards, several people raised their feet and came to the side to rest.

At this time, Chen Jun was also surrounded by everyone and left.

Running the 400-meter obstacle course with all your strength to complete one lap is extremely taxing on physical energy.

He didn't feel well either.

As the biggest talker in the class and also the soda manager, Yang Fan opened a can of drinks early and stood waiting nearby.

Wang Heng did not hide his joy at all. When he saw Chen Jun coming to the rest area, he grinned and said, "Well done, Chen Jun."

"One minute and thirty-nine seconds, haha. In the previous competitions between the two houses, as far as I know, the best result was one minute and forty-eight seconds."

"Even Lao Chu has never beaten anyone else in the 09 meters. I didn't expect you to break the best record set in this year."

"Get a good rest. Don't rush to the next bombing event. You are first in these three items and your scores are full. You have widened the gap between the top players in the martial arts academy."

"It's them who should be worried."

Wang Heng's face was full of confidence and pride, standing in the rest area with his hands on his hips.

It was quite shocking in my heart.

Originally, he didn't expect that his class would produce such a powerful freshman this year. He had always known about Chen Jun's good performance, and had some vague guesses.

I feel like he can compete for a better ranking in this competition.

But Wang Heng never expected that such a good ranking could reach the level of the strongest candidate who currently ranks first in both houses and is well-deserved.

The overall first place in the freshman competition between the two colleges is not low. Chen Jun will benefit from this in his four-year military academy career in the Lu Academy.

Anyway, Wang Heng believed that he could not reach such a height. When he looked at Chen Jun, his bright eyes shone with envy that could not be concealed.

Of course, he is more proud.

Because these are the soldiers he brought out.

The final results of the 400-meter obstacle race had a huge impact. This was the most difficult subject overall, and Chen Jun came out on top.

Even if the competition is not over yet.

But there was almost no suspense and the game continued at a normal pace.

This year the Wushu Academy will miss out on first place.

Geng Weidong, the chief instructor of the Wuyuan team, looked at Chen Jun who was surrounded by others, then looked at the top leaders he had brought out, and squatted aside.

With his head drooped, he huddled in an inconspicuous corner, losing his former self-confidence.

His eyes turned cold, he stood up, raised his legs and strode over.

Although Geng Weidong is young, he has only graduated a few years ago.

But he is a tough guy who has the word "soldier" engraved in his bones. He stands like a sharp sword.

The image is similar to Liu Xiaoshan, with a sharp light all over his body.

Several top students in the martial arts academy still respect this instructor very much.

Seeing him coming, everyone stood up quickly and stood at attention.

"Hello, instructor."

Lin Fenghua, Chao Mao, Xu Xiduan, and Gao Qingfeng shouted loudly.

"Well, what are you doing?" Geng Weidong nodded and glanced at a few people, his expression obviously a little colder.

Hearing this, Lin Fenghua and the others thought the instructor was asking about their grades, so they lowered their heads in shame and did not dare to say a word.

In terms of performance, they were indeed suppressed by Lu Yuan alone.

They had nothing to say.

"Raise your head." Geng Weidong shouted suddenly.

"All of you, stand at attention and look to the right."

Geng Weidong strode to the front of the queue and said without any emotion in his voice: "You are the top students who represent our martial arts academy and come to compete."

"It's not shameful to be beaten on the field, but if you lose your confidence after being beaten."

"Then you can afford to disgrace this person, I can't afford to disgrace him, and the martial arts academy can't afford to disgrace him either."

"What does a momentary victory or defeat count? It just allows you to see what better comrades are like."

"What? Are you feeling wronged?"

Geng Weidong scolded a few times and softened his tone slightly.

"You think Chen Jun from Lu Yuan is very powerful, but do you know how powerful he is?"

"During his new training, others were hiding from the sun and resting in the dormitory at noon. He was practicing these 400 meters and practicing those tactical moves."

"He went to training."

"When it was still dark in the second half of the night, while everyone else was sleeping, Chen Jun was already carrying a few bricks in his hand to practice running."

"Still training."

"Chen Jun is like a spinning top. He can leave everyone behind, not by luck."

"He is using his strength and hard work to prove that he is number one."

"And you, what if you lose on the field? You can't beat such an opponent, so you won't be ashamed."

"But if you lose your pride and fighting spirit, then you will be completely embarrassed."

"Everyone, please raise your head. What are you afraid of losing two or three games? Is this the state you want to show me?"

"No." Everyone responded subconsciously.

"louder please."

"No, instructor."

Geng Weidong heard the responses from several people, nodded and turned around to leave without lecturing them any more.

As an instructor, he just needs to say what he needs to say, and the purpose of the competition between the two houses is not to win over the other.

Instead, they compete with each other and improve each other, creating a platform for freshmen to compete and see the best from other colleges.

Although the Wuyuan Academy has often received good rankings in previous competitions, this does not mean that they cannot lose, and Geng Weidong can also afford to lose.

Especially after listening to Chen Jun's performance in the new training period, he felt that even if the martial arts academy lost this year, it would not be an unfair defeat.

No one's success is accidental, it is mixed with various reasons.

Obviously, the protagonist this year is Lu Yuan.

Watching the instructor walk away, Lin Fenghua pursed his lips and looked at Chen Jun in the distance. At this time, Chen Jun was also looking here.

It's not that he wanted to provoke, it was just that Geng Weidong's scolding was too loud and attracted the attention of many students.

The two looked at each other dozens of meters apart, nodded, and then there was no other movement.

Chen Jun sat alone in the rest area while everyone else went to watch the game.

He seemed to be staring at the field, silently drinking soda to regain his strength.

In fact, he didn't remember a single person's performance at all.

My mind is full of thinking about the next competition subject.

The 400-meter obstacle course is over, and the next event is to throw a grenade far. This time it’s not a batch bonus.

Wang Heng had already reminded him at the end of the lunch break that the grenade throw distance was based on the single-player stage score.

Each student participating in the competition must throw three coins at a time and calculate the average.

For example, the average distance of three grenades is between 35 meters and 45 meters, which will add 50 points to the basic score.

46 meters to 55 meters, plus 80 points.

As long as the average of the three grenades exceeds 56 meters, a hundred points will be added.

People who can shoot at this level are not very common in the army. It is even more difficult for the freshmen group.

Of course, if the average is less than 35 meters, no points will be awarded.

This item is relatively fair. No one is fighting for it. You vote based on your ability and you get points based on your ability.

Chen Jun weighed it carefully and felt that it would not be a big problem for him to get full marks.

During the previous training, Wang Heng asked them to line up and roll bricks while standing in line. This not only exercised the strength of their arms, but also improved their bomb-throwing ability.

In addition, he often practices military boxing and running with bricks in his hands, so he is still somewhat confident in this aspect.

After resting for about half an hour, he felt that the fatigue in his body had completely disappeared.

Chen Jun got up and prepared to go to the picket to report to the second item.

The so-called text has no first, Wu has no second.

He is currently the subject of much attention from both houses of Congress.

Chen Jun moved like this.

The surrounding students are paying attention to the students here from time to time, acting in unison and wanting to follow them.

Even the Martial Arts Academy was no exception. Many people ran 400 meters without even taking a break and began to follow the crowd and change the bombing site.

Even if he doesn't play, he still wants to see the performance of this top player in Lu Yuan, so that he can easily measure the gap between himself and others.

Seeing the crowd being led by Chen Jun again, Chao Mao, who was sitting on the grass far away to rest, secretly smacked his tongue.

With a slightly hesitant look on his face, he looked at the people beside him who were also paying attention to the movement of the crowd, and tried to ask: "Brothers, do you want to go over and take a look?"

"I suggest you stay away from Chen Jun. That kid is too wild and his physical fitness is like that of an animal."

"After running 400 meters, my legs are still weak. He is rested again. There is no way to compare. I have no idea of ​​competing with him."

"Let's go and see what we're afraid of." Lin Fenghua stood up and patted the dust on his pants with a calm expression.

His desire to compete for first place is no longer as strong as it was when he first arrived.

But if you don't dare to go there and take a look, that's not the case.

"Yes, I'm afraid. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. I'm going to take a look."

As Lin Fenghua stood up, Xu Xiduan followed closely.

Unfortunately, their confidence was frustrated again.

Chen Jun's bomb-throwing result is indeed not as amazing as the 400-meter result, but it is not something that just anyone can compare to.

That guy stepped back to draw the bomb, twisted his waist and raised his hips, waved his arms and buckled his wrists. Even though he couldn't take a run-up, his posture was more standard than that of a senior veteran.

The first time the bomb was dropped, the picket on duty planted a small flag at 69 meters.

Far beyond the scope of the highest tier bonus points.

The second time, maybe because I threw too hard the first time, this time it was slightly insufficient, and I only threw 63 meters.

But even this made the students watching around them speechless for a while. They could throw it more than sixty meters at a glance.

It's not like them. They made sloppy movements for a long time, and then threw them more than thirty meters at most.

For the third time, Chen Jun adjusted his condition and concentrated all his strength on his fingertips by twisting his waist and hips, and finally threw the longest distance of 72 meters.

In the end, the average score of the three throws was 68 meters, exceeding the basic requirement of 56 meters, and another hundred points were added.

Now, the people in the martial arts academy had no intention of continuing to fight with him head-on.

In the evening, Chen Jun undoubtedly shocked everyone with his results in the combined battlefield rescue subject.

Being the best in the Lu Academy, or the best in both academies, is really not just talk.

Wait until the second day of the competition.

After a night of adjustment, the morale of the martial arts academy recovered somewhat.

Unfortunately, it only recovered a little.

Their morale recovery did not affect Chen Jun's performance at all. He finally did 46 pull-ups on the horizontal bar and 158 dips and extensions on the parallel bar, sweeping the field.

Climb with bare hands, wear protective clothing and a gas mask.

Whether it was a comprehensive competition subject divided into batches or a separate competition subject for extra points, Chen Jun won the whole competition with a first place attitude.

As for live ammunition target shooting, Wuyuan's overall performance was indeed good, but it was still useless against someone like Chen Jun who was shooting for the first time and got fifty rings with five bullets.

The top performers in the martial arts academy were finally suppressed.

Finally, when he was pressed down by one person continuously in Wuyuan, he almost couldn't breathe.

The last item, which is what Wuyuan is best at, is here.

Military boxing competition.

The afternoon of the second day of the competition, that is, the afternoon of September 9st.

On the training field of Luyuan Base, the pickets on duty began to busy painting the field with white ash.

The military boxing team competition is not a single-person sparring subject. Because the freshmen are young and energetic, the college leaders strictly prohibit the occurrence of single-person confrontation subjects.

Therefore, every year, the Lu Academy and the Martial Arts Academy jointly teach the same set of military martial arts boxing.

In the last event of the competition, all participating students take the stage.

On the Lu Yuan side, Li Zhao summoned more than 200 people from the Lu Yuan to start the last mobilization.

He stood at the front of the queue, scanning the crowd with his tiger eyes.

He said loudly: "Students, first of all, congratulations on your upcoming competition with the Wuyuan Academy, after two consecutive days of competition."

"Everyone performed very well, especially Chen Jun. If nothing else, his score is currently the highest score for a single person in both houses."

"Comrade supervisors are currently calculating the total scores, which will be announced after the competition ends."

"But now is not the time to breathe easy."

"The military boxing competition is the last item, and it is also a bonus item."

"Wait for the announcement to sound and listen to the unified password."

"Everyone shouts out the momentum, the majesty, the murderous intent."

"For the queue competition, it's just our two schools. The one ranked first will get 100 points for everyone."

"The second-ranked one will get 50 points."

"Don't underestimate this 50-point difference. It may cause your overall ranking to drop dozens of places in a row."

"Classmate Chen Jun, you have helped us win this year's honor. The next step is up to you."

"Are you confident?"

"Always ready! Always ready!!"

"Okay, follow my command."

"Line up based on the military boxing formation."

Hua Hua Hua.
After the district captain finished speaking, in the center of the training ground, all the students from the Lu Academy formed a square formation.

He looked at Wu Yuan with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)