Text Chapter 374 The people in the clinical class are all waste wood!

The day's competition began in the afternoon, and the competition was divided into three events, namely shooting, weight-bearing running, and finally the finale competition - field combat simulation confrontation.

The instructor's original plan was to think that in the face of the insult to the honor of the class, Wang Xiaochuan would never deliberately hide his strength anymore, right? But they actually overestimated Wang Xiaochuan's feelings for the first clinical class.

In fact, when the competition began, Wang Xiaochuan had already made up his mind about what he usually performed in training, and what he performed during the competition.

As the saying goes, pretending to be forced by lightning strikes, the gun shoots the first bird, and before he figured out why the military training instructors were all cultivators this time, Wang Xiaochuan didn't have the slightest idea of revealing his identity.

Therefore, after the competition began in the afternoon, the instructors who were hiding in the dark to observe Wang Xiaochuan sadly found that their wishful thinking seemed to be wrong.

Because the number of people in the two classes is different, in the first two competitions, the instructor gave the method of asking each of the two classes to find ten people to represent the class for the competition.

What made the instructors feel regretful later was that this proposal just gave Wang Xiaochuan the opportunity to be lazy, and after knowing that only ten people were needed to be selected for the competition, Wang Xiaochuan simply gave up the opportunity to compete on behalf of the class on the grounds that his level was average.

His classmates, because Wang Xiaochuan's performance was average during the previous training, accepted his request not to participate in the competition without much thought.

As a result, in the absence of Wang Xiaochuan, the performance of the first clinical class in the first two items can be said to be a failure.

If there is still anxiety on both sides of the shooting event, then in the weight-bearing run, the performance of the clinical class 1 is a complete one-sided failure.

When the team of the first class of dentistry successfully passed the finish line for a long time, the participants of the first clinical class climbed across the finish line out of breath and sweating, and their results were more than ten minutes worse than the average score of the first class of stomatology!

"Haha, this result is not at the same level as ours at all. ”

"The people in the clinical class are really scum!"

"That's it, if you really don't see the instructor, are you blind, and they still say that we can't compare with their level?"

When the contestants of the clinical class were lying on their stomachs at the finish line gasping for breath, the people in the dental class came up to taunt them as expected.

Hearing the ridicule in their ears, the people in the clinical class didn't even have the strength to reply, so they could only keep their heads down and keep silent.

Instructor Zheng on the side saw that the students in the clinical class looked like lost dogs, but he was proud, and his eyes secretly fell on Wang Xiaochuan, who was expressionless in the crowd.

He thought to himself, "Your class is already like this, I don't believe you still don't feel anything." ”

It's just that to his surprise, Wang Xiaochuan really doesn't have any special feelings, and even when the faces of the girls in the clinical class have expressions of hatred and hatred, he still maintains the appearance of an old monk and doesn't say anything.

This can make Instructor Zheng a little anxious, now there is only one last item left in this competition, if this Wang Xiaochuan still does not take the initiative to participate in the same two items as before, then this afternoon's arrangement, isn't it all in vain?

When he was in a hurry, his eyes fell on the boys in the clinical class who looked exhausted, and an idea suddenly came to mind.

"Let's start the field simulation confrontation competition right away. Instructor Zheng announced.

"Huh?"

Hearing his words, the people in the dental class were nothing, and they got up and prepared to walk towards the field simulation site, but the students in the clinical class were complaining one after another.

"Instructor Zheng, we haven't rested yet, can we start later?"

"yes, I can't even walk now, how can I go to the next race?"

"Instructor Zheng, can you give us some more time?"

Instructor Zheng naturally ignored their pleas, but said: "The game can't be delayed, you look at the time, it's going to be dark if you drag it out for a while, do you still want to fight in the field at night? That's too dangerous, even if I agree, your school won't agree." ”

After giving some excuses, Instructor Zheng immediately revealed his true purpose.

"Aren't there any of you who haven't played? ”

"Them?" Those who had competed before glanced back at the remaining boys, and said with despair on their faces: "Instructor Zheng, there is no need to compare for them to go up to this competition, and the number of remaining boys is less than ten, do you want to let girls play?"

"That's fine. Instructor Zheng actually nodded and said, "Of course, if you don't want to, then you can eat and play by yourself." ”

Although Instructor Zheng said so, in the end, there were less than five people who felt that they could persevere and continue to participate in the next round of the competition, so in the end, Wang Xiaochuan and others, who had not played before, had to replace those students who were already tired and fell down to participate in this last round of competition.

And for the result of this game, basically most of the people in the class have lost hope.

The people who participated in the competition before were already the boys with the best grades in the military training in the class, and the rest were either of average level, such as Wang Xiaochuan, or boys who could only compete with girls.

A few of them, plus a few boys who were still out of breath and barely holding on, were the last candidates for the clinical class to participate in the final round of field simulation confrontation.

Such an almost patchwork team, in the eyes of the first clinical class, the probability of winning is completely zero......

Walking to the competition venue with their heads down, the people in the dental class who had already arrived one step ahead saw them coming, and immediately let out a burst of mockery.

"Yo, do you still have the courage to come? I thought you were going to quit!"

"The scum of the first clinical class, who gave you the courage to come?"

"If you don't want to lose face, hurry up and kneel on the ground for us to admit defeat!"

Although the students of the first clinical class were no longer hopeful, after hearing their words, they couldn't help but be indignant: "These bastards who can only pull out their teeth!

"Yes, knock them all over the ground in a moment!"

"Come on, you can't lose!"

With the cheering and cheering of the students who did not participate in the competition on the sidelines, the students of the two classes who wore the equipment finally entered the competition venue in batches and officially started the last project of the competition: field simulation confrontation!