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The two men on the departure platform on the shore jumped into the water.

The body swings in an S shape under the water level, like a torpedo fired by a submarine, and with a whoosh, the first one-way journey is already halfway through.

As soon as they came out of the water, the water splashed, and the two of them went hand in hand with the sound of a bang.

The pool is 50 meters one way and 100 meters round trip. Today they race 1500 meters, which is 15 round-trips.

Both used freestyle.

Every stroke of Han Wei is strong and powerful, his movements are standardized, and he habitually breathes on the right. At this time, in order to speed up, he kept increasing the frequency with his hands, and for a while it was not like swimming, but like running in the water.

And everyone who watched Chen Cheng swim had a feeling that he was not swimming in the water, but crawling quickly on the surface of the water. This climb is a description of his movements, not his speed. When he was young, he received a period of professional training and developed the habit of ventilating in three strokes. Yes, he is standard bilateral ventilation.

However, in this 1500-meter race, it is not enough to be professional in light ventilation, and you also need to speed and maintain the physical strength of speed.

In general, everyone will allocate their physical strength according to their actual situation.

But now, after only seven round-trips, the two began to compete with each other with all their might. The two people who were completely uneasy about the routine tour made the excitement of the game increase sharply.

Naturally, it is not the best policy to start accelerating, and the second half of the journey will be more difficult. However, the worry of getting two people in the pool does not apply at all.

Because until the 14th turn, they didn't slow down, and they swam faster and faster.

Chen Cheng still led all the way, and Han Wei clenched his bite.

Enter the last 100 meters.

Han Wei sprinted with all his might.

Chen Cheng seemed to have exerted too much physical strength, so he could only watch him catch up, and the half-head advantage that he had managed to maintain had been equaled when he approached the edge of the pool that turned around.

The last 50 meters.

Han Wei took out his spare strength and struggled forward. Although he couldn't see Chen Cheng's situation because he was used to ventilating on the right, it was basically impossible to catch up with him again.

said that sports are hard training to achieve results, and Chen Cheng will not refute this. But his enlightenment coach taught him in the first class: swimming results are hard work, but when everyone's ability is time, the person who can win a microsecond is not luck, but technique. For example, bilateral ventilation can always see the opponent's state. When you finally touch the pool wall, you can choose to do one less action, directly stretch your hand straight, use inertia, and steal the line.

Chen Cheng entered the last 50 meters.

Turn around and kick your feet.

Han Wei has caught up.

The two of them almost got on the highway.

It is no longer possible to recover the previous advantage.

At the end of the slap on the shore wall, Chen Cheng was just in time for the end of the slide, and he simply straightened his hand wall.

And Han Wei disrupted the rhythm due to repeated acceleration, when Chen Cheng grabbed the side of the road, he just had half a gliding distance left after sliding an arm, plus he closed on the right, Chen Cheng was on his left, so he lost a little bit.

After going ashore on the water, come to the gun.

"Damn, I have to assemble it myself. ”

Chen Cheng looked at the parts of the table and roared in his heart, but his face was serious.

Fortunately, when I was training yesterday, I saw Han Wei demonstrate once, and I was attracted by his sassiness at that time. Chen Cheng's mind quickly replayed his appearance of skillfully assembling a gun. Thinking in his heart, he imitated it in his hand, which was also vivid, and after a pause, it was almost synchronized with Han Wei beside him.

Han Wei looked at his assembly technique, and he could actually synchronize with his speed, strength, and accuracy. For a while, there was an impulse to take him to become a special soldier.

But the thought just flashed through my head.

After all, Chen Cheng is a superstar with an incalculable value, and he will definitely not ask for hardships and look for a job that stands on the death line at any time.

The old man with his hands behind his back and not smiling kept watching their game.

Chen Cheng assembled, raised his arm, pointed at the moving target, did not care about wiping the water stains dripping from the tips of his hair, pulled the trigger, and completed the three shots with "bang bang bang".

Almost at the same time, the company commander Han Wei, breathing evenly, calmly raised his gun, and the clouds were light and the wind was light...... Bang", also three shots completed.

In contrast, Chen Chengshou, who had also just played 1,500 meters, was already shaking.

The guard soldier reported the results: "Chen Cheng used 15 minutes 38 seconds 22, 2 rings, 5 rings, 3 rings. ”

"You also call it shooting, wasting bullets!" Han Wei stood in a standard posture, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and the words that suddenly came out of his mouth were very harsh.

Chen Cheng has no expression, but this expressionless expression is the most terrifying expression. The pressure of the whole aura is very low, which is very unpleasant.

The little soldier said again: "Han Wei took 15 minutes 38 seconds 55, 10 rings, 10 rings, 10 rings. ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Chengji turned his head sideways, looking like a ghost.

After swimming 1,500 meters, he can also shoot moving targets quickly, and the results are still three 10 rings.

Chen Cheng recalled in his mind that he had the title of "King of Special Forces" in his resume, and he really deserved it! Being able to see such a figure as him, even if he was given a three-day follower, it would not be a grievance.

The old man walked over, and he patted Han Wei on the shoulder: "The gun is good." ”

Han Wei: "Yes, chief!"

The old man smiled again: "Then I am willing to gamble and lose!"

What's the situation?

"In this game, we are comparing speed, not the number of targets. So, Chen Cheng won. ”

The little soldier smiled at Han Wei and whispered comfortingly, "I was played by the chief, congratulations!"

"Ahem. The old man's face was authoritative and could not be provoked, "In half an hour, you two will come to my office!"

Han Wei: "Yes!"

Chen Cheng: "Yes. ”

……

In the office, the old man sat at his desk and handed Han Wei an order.

"Your new mission, cooperate with Chen Cheng to participate in the filming of the TV series, bodyguard, stand-in and martial arts instructor. ”

Han Wei: "Yes!"

Chen Cheng: "Bodyguard, stand-in, martial arts instructor?"

Han Wei glanced at Chen Cheng and did not speak.

The old man didn't change his eyes, his finger pointed at the order in Han Wei's hand, hooked his finger, and then looked at Chen Cheng on the other side and said, "Why don't you change it, even if you lose, you will be his follower for three days?"

Han Wei looked very happy and offered the order with both hands.

Chen Cheng immediately propped himself on the desk with one hand, jumped to the other end, and landed firmly beside the old man.

hugged him, and said coquettishly: "People just talk, don't change it, I especially need bodyguards, stand-ins and martial arts instructors!"

Han Wei watched this tall man shamelessly hugging the chief and rubbing it, the green tendons on his forehead flared up, and his fingers were about to pick into the order!

The old man smiled happily, patted his hands, and comforted: "Xiao Chengcheng, you must play the image of a good soldier." It's up to you whether the conscription will be carried out well next year!"