Happy Little Mayor

In addition to culture and skills classes, they have many other courses.

In the next few days, Wang Bo and others experienced this course again. Needless to say, everyone's favorite is physical education.

He found that New Zealanders are almost all football fans. In the sports class, everyone changed clothes and started running on the football field. Wang Bo ran as a half runner.

This position requires athletes to run fast and grow strong. The main responsibility is to receive the pass from the quarterback and rush into the touchdown to score as quickly as possible.

Wang Bo has no doubt run fast enough, but many people have doubts about his physical strength.

In just ten minutes, he dispelled everyone's doubts. During this time, he bumped several times, like a humanoid assault vehicle, bumping the blockers one by one and rolling around on the grass.

On Friday, they started guts training. There was a special training field. They followed the instructors and saw a steel cable connected to the ground from a high tower.

The instructor pointed at the tower and said, "You'll wait in line one by one, then grab the bracelet on the rope and slide it down the rope."

Tian Nan said in amazement: "This is a training program for aviation and paratroopers, we also use this to train?"

The instructor glanced at him and said, "Have you ever been a soldier? That would be simple for you. Our training is worthless compared to aviation and paratroopers, and it is only 12 meters high."

The sweet man's expression came to a sudden realization, annoyed, "We are in the police academy, and I always forget, thinking that we are still training in the army."

Needless to say, he is pretending.

Wang Bo thinks this guy is funny and he always likes to show off his achievements in the army on various occasions. For example, just now, he pretended that he forgot to be in the police academy.

After getting along for a few days, everyone found this out. After hearing what he said, they laughed at him with their middle fingers.

Sweet man was not angry, he smiled and said, "I really forgot."

Atulu said with a bitter expression: "Instructor, what should I do if I'm afraid?"

The instructor smiled slightly and asked, "How tall are you afraid?"

Atulu thought he was going to open the back door for himself, and quickly said, "Four meters, oh no, three meters, I'm afraid of three meters."

The instructor said, "Very well, this steel cable is now connected to an eight-meter tower. You come first and go up and exercise for everyone."

As soon as Atulu was surprised, he said, "Instructor, I'm afraid of getting tall at three meters."

The instructor said: "It's okay, each of our detachments has an indicator of training for death. You will not fall to death. It is not painful to fall."

Everyone knew he was joking, so he laughed.

However, the instructor was not kidding. Aturu was really the first to practice. The instructor said that he was the leader of a detachment and had to take the lead.

This area of ​​the chain on the ground is full of airbags, and the instructor said, "You can rest assured that the cables will not break, just grab your hands into the bracelet."

"What if the hand slide is not stable?" Atulu asked with a sad face.

The instructor shrugged, "then you bang!"

Atulu's tears almost ran down.

The instructor laughed: "Okay, don't scare you. There will be two connecting rings on your back. Even if the hand is unstable, it will slide down the iron cable and fall on the airbag. What? Nothing. "

The sweet man said: "Yes, Atulu, don't be afraid, paratroopers are really terrible. They don't need airbags at all, it's a piece of sand."

The instructor gave a demonstration first. He climbed up to the tower, where two people arranged his training clothes, fastened the iron rings, and then grabbed the two iron rings with both hands, and slid down the iron cable.

When he was about to land on the airbag, his legs curled up, then slowly released, so that his feet hit the airbag halfway, then he quickly ran forward and successfully landed.

The instructor said: "It's a bit similar to skydiving. After you are used to paragliding, it will be easy to go skydiving in the future."

He cautioned: "Be careful, don't stupidly straighten your legs like chopsticks, it's so easy to break your legs."

Panic trembling, Asturu got up on the tower and asked, "Man, I have 250 kilograms. How much weight can this wire hold?"

One said, "Two tons."

Atulu breathed a sigh of relief, and the humane said, "However, each of these iron rings can only bear a hundred kilograms of weight, so don't let go of your hands."

Maori Han almost scared to urinate pants.

Another instructor laughed: "Don't be kidding, haven't you seen him scared? The iron ring's load capacity is 500 kilograms, absolutely no problem."

In this way, Atulu had a little courage, but when he stood on the platform and looked out, his legs were still weak, and he said, "Otherwise, I'll forget it, I can't do this."

The two instructors repeatedly persuaded him. The more they persuaded, the more courageous Atulu became, and he shook his head and started to retreat.

An instructor put his hands on the hoop and said, "Catch it first and feel it."

Atulu raised his arms tremblingly and grabbed the iron ring, and the instructor kicked him in the **** to kick him down and said, "Let's go!"

"Ah, Fack!"

A scream rang in midair, and it was a sharp call.

Like the forced landing of a flying pig, Atulu glides down all the way. Finally, where did he remember the cushioning skills, he suddenly fell on the airbag.

The two students went up to help him. As a result, he was too heavy and the airbag was soft. Instead, they brought the two students to the top.

Wang Bo laughed, dragged him up, and when he saw this, someone was amazed: "Wang Ke is really a born god!"

There is no problem with soft-footed shrimp like Aturu, and others are naturally no problem. His role model is very powerful, and everyone is no longer so afraid of this training.

The instructor changed the wire rope from the 8-meter tower to 2.5 meters. This height is like a slide, but instead of sitting on the buttocks, he reached out and grabbed the bracelet.

As long as the buffer finally stands still, then this training is not difficult. Wang Bo tried it, and it was fun, like flying.

Soon, some showy people played flower work, such as Sweet Man, when this guy descended from the six-meter tower, grabbed the iron ring in the air and started to pull the parallel bars.

It was not difficult, everyone was relaxed, and the instructor laughed: "Everyone trains a lot. At the end, the buffering trick must be proficient. Then I want to teach everyone how to control the speed through muscle adjustment."

"Also control the speed of the slide?"

The instructor smiled: "Of course, there is no airbag to cushion the final assessment. If you slide down at such a speed, you will have a pair of iron legs and you will have to break!"

"I'm fine, I can do it," said the sweet male proudly.

The instructor nodded and said, "I have a companion who once said the same, and now whenever I think of this decision, he will be excited to get up from the wheelchair." (To be continued.)