On June 10, 2023, the National Defense Military Base of Hualong Province will hold a competition of 108 grassroots squadrons.

Soldier's dormitory building, 5th floor, dormitory No. 095.

"Ye Cheng, what about sleeping with Nima, I know that you are at the bottom of the third grade in the subject, and you can't get up to train yet!" A pair of big feet were on the sleeping Ye Cheng's buttocks, and Ye Cheng almost fell off the single bed.

"What time is it now?" Ye Cheng got up in a daze, opened his eyes, and came back to his senses, "Well, where is this?"

"Where is it? The dream hasn't woken up yet? I strongly recommend you in front of the captain to give you a place in this martial arts training camp, and you still dream every day? I don't know how to grow, walk, run!" Huang Qiao pulled Ye Cheng to the 1,000-meter playground of the concentration camp.

Along the way, Ye Cheng looked at this familiar environment and was a little flustered, isn't this the "detachment competition training camp" that he participated in three months before he was discharged from the army?

Ye Cheng wondered if he was really dreaming just now? Wasn't he very drunk with Huang Qiao? Wasn't it as if Huang Qiao was about to be hit by a truck and threw himself over? It seemed that he was struck by lightning at the end, was it all a dream?

An angry roar interrupted Ye Cheng's thinking, "Xiao Yezi, are you still sleepwalking?

"No, Fourth Master, I feel... ”

Huang Qiao directly interrupted Ye Cheng's words angrily, "This competition is related to our personal third-class merit, and it is also related to the reputation of the squadron, my quality is not a problem to rank in the top five, but what about you?

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, let's start running to practice endurance, I'm serving you, it's only 4 o'clock in the morning, run, run." Ye Cheng was helpless, reasoning with Huang Qiao was tantamount to reasoning with a woman, he might be sprayed and his body was incomplete, so he simply didn't want to think about it for the time being, run up and think about it, he didn't know how to read minds. It may have been a dream, but it was too real.

Huang Qiao nodded at this time, and the clothes were teachable, "I don't ask you anything today, let's practice endurance, just run until 90 minutes and don't be tricked by me three times." ”

Ye Cheng replied lightly: "Fourth Master, are you kidding me? You can run 25 kilometers in an hour and a half, do you think everyone is an animal like you?"

"Didn't I say it? Don't be tricked by me three times, 22 kilometers in 90 minutes, it's not too much, right? It's more than 200 meters per minute, and it's only 4 meters a second, is this too much?"

Ye Cheng is embarrassed, do you calculate it like this? This is a continuous exercise, you run five kilometers, ten kilometers, I can accept it, 20 kilometers is equivalent to half a marathon, and professional runners only train for about 90 minutes every day, why is even a stamina stronger than other professional ones?

Huang Qiao ignored Ye Cheng and forcibly took off his watch, "Look at the time, just run!" After speaking, he already ran up, and a passage came, "If you don't meet the standard today, I'll wake you up at three o'clock tomorrow." ”

"God, give me strength!" Ye Cheng screamed and began to run.

After a while, Ye Cheng surpassed Huang Qiao, and when he passed by Huang Qiaosheng, he looked at Huang Qiao's face with a look of surprise, and said in his heart: "What are you doing? You won't let me do this, wait for me to take the lead? Shouldn't you take me away? I want to follow your pace, learn your rhythm!"

Looking at Ye Cheng passing by, Huang Qiao controlled the rhythm of his breathing and pace, four steps and one breath, but scolded secretly in his heart: "The kid didn't run with me, I wanted to take you with me more rhythm, to help you adjust your breathing and pace, now it's good! Show off, right? Okay! You show off, rush so fast in the early stage, I see how you can finish the race." ”

Running and running for almost half an hour passed, when Ye Cheng ran to Huang Qiao in front of him, he couldn't help but ask: "Fourth master, what are you doing? I have set you for the second lap? Why are you doing? You don't have to let me do this, do you want to take me to run rhythm?"

Huang Qiao didn't speak, and proved with his actions that his body gradually accelerated and controlled the rhythm of his breathing and pace, and scolded in his heart: "You kid can do it! You sprint 10 laps in just half an hour, and you still taunt me?

Ye Cheng looked at Huang Qiaoxin who was sprinting and said, I finally started to take me to run rhythm, isn't this nonsense? Estimating his usual speed, it's been nearly 50 minutes, right? But today's state is not bad, running is very easy, just like running for half an hour.

glanced at the background of Huang Qiao who was sprinting, "Hey, the nightmare is starting, I'm starting to accelerate in the middle of the range, I hope I can keep accelerating like this, not to the final sprint!"

Another half an hour passed, Huang Qiao was a little surprised, he had been sprinting for half an hour, why didn't he see Ye Cheng's voice and shadow?

Although he said this, his breathing was a little unable to keep up with his breathing because he used the "four-step breathing running method", so he gradually slowed down and turned his head, wanting to see if there was Ye Cheng's figure around, to see if he was really lazy.

When Huang Qiao slowed down, the sound of the wind whirring in his ears was not so loud, and the sound of the surrounding world was gradually received by the ear nerves, especially the rhythmic "Step, Hurry, Step, Suck!" Isn't this the breathing rhythm of his four-step running method?

When he turned his head, he saw that Ye Cheng was firmly following him less than 10 meters behind, still staring at his steps, Huang Qiao seemed to have seen a ghost, he had been sprinting for more than half an hour!

No! Huang Qiao immediately denied this idea, this is definitely not a problem of state! This is a problem of physical fitness! This kid! Hide deep enough!

Huang Qiao, who turned his head, couldn't help but be happy when he looked at the runway in front of him, and then his expression immediately changed, like a little weird, but more cruel smile, if there were people who were familiar with Huang Qiao, especially Ye Cheng, he would understand that Huang Qiao opened the third gear!

The first gear is lazy in the squadron and doesn't care about anything, because the quality has long crushed everything.

In the second gear, when participating in the training camp, it is relatively normal, and he is serious and has the appearance of a soldier.

This third gear, only special important things, especially when participating in the special operations selection, the cruel smile of self-harm is only the current expression, for the sake of ranking, honor and first!

This is Huang Qiao's motto, but he was drafted to perform other tasks a few years ago, and he has never been able to participate in the special operations selection competition.

But because something bad happened to his family, he had no choice but to apply to leave the team, gave up his qualifications, went home to visit relatives, and mourned.

Huang Qiao smiled very cruelly, thinking in his heart: "Okay! Boy, you have practiced a lot secretly! You have been hiding from me, and you want to compete with me for the first place? I think you should be conscious!"