"Compare with your squad leader Liu, you can only win, not lose."

"Yes." Zhang Shun is upright.

Liu Cheng and Zhang Shun stood under the horizontal bar at the same time, only to see Liu Chengyi leaning over and grasping the horizontal bar firmly with both hands.

Zhang Shun jumped up, his hand did not grasp the horizontal bar, he had to jump again, and then grasped the horizontal bar, and the soldiers of the first class laughed secretly.

"Let's go." Zhang Wei shouted.

Liu Cheng pulled up "swish", the horizontal bar is his strong point, and a practice is the strongest of the strengths, and he has no problem pulling thirty or fifty in one breath.

He wanted to end the game quickly, after all, he was competing with the soldiers he had led, and if he didn't far surpass Zhang Shun, everyone would make fun of him when they saw him.

The soldiers of the first squad counted loudly: "1, 2, 3, 4....... 88，89......”

Zhang Shun is not ambiguous, he does it slowly, and when Liu Cheng did 100, he only achieved 69.

But pulling the horizontal bar is recorded by the number, not by the time, although Zhang Shun does it slowly, but it is very relaxed, like playing.

Liu Cheng was already sweating profusely after making a hundred, and Zhang Shun was not sweating on his face at this time.

Liu Cheng is the holder of the mobile squadron's horizontal bar practice record of 322, and his movements slowed down significantly when he reached 200.

At first, it was too violent, and he felt a little exhausted, so he had to slow down and adjust his strength.

The soldiers of the first squad shouted vigorously at first, and finally the more they shouted, the more they became more and more bored, and they simply counted silently.

The soldiers of the second squad shouted louder and louder, looking at Zhang Shun, like a machine filled with oil, doing it one by one.

Liu Cheng did 321, and he pulled one with difficulty to reach the record held by him.

I pulled another one with all my strength, and this time I broke his record, and I couldn't pull it up again.

He had to grab the horizontal bar with both hands and gasp, because Zhang Shun was still doing it, if he came down now, Zhang Shun would win him if he did one more than him, he didn't want to be called grandson.

Zhang Shun also made 320.

The second class boiled and shouted loudly: "321, 322, 323, 324...... 400，401......”

He is still doing it after surpassing Liu Cheng, and the goal seems to be the number after 500.

He did it so rhythmically, and he didn't mean to stop, but at this time, Zhang Shun was already sweating.

"Squad leader, how many do you want me to do?" Zhang Shunla asked Zhang Wei in the interval.

"Don't do it, hang like squad leader Xu until he falls." Zhang Wei said.

"Yes." Zhang Shun replied.

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Liu Cheng's inner defense line collapsed, the belief in supporting his arms was gone, and he finally couldn't pull the horizontal bar and squatted in the sand pit.

His face was pale, and he gasped for breath, and suddenly he couldn't catch his breath and fell straight back......

The next day, the detachment assessment began.

The first two days were common subject assessments, and the squadrons were undergoing intense annual assessments.

The mobile squadron is evaluating the bomb throwing, and the referee is Staff Officer Zhang of the detachment's training unit.

The first class has completed the exam, all of them are excellent, and the best score is Song Xiong, with a score of 56 meters.

Liu Cheng only threw 48 meters because of a slight strain in his arm yesterday, but this is still an excellent result and basically achieved the expected effect.

Seeing the results of the class, Song Xiong was secretly proud in his heart.

This time, if one of the second class is not excellent, the first class can temporarily take the lead.

I took several classes in a row, and my grades were far worse than the first class.

Now it's the turn of the second platoon and the second squad to play, and the first to drop the bomb is Xiao Guangdong, the deputy squad leader.

Bombing is his weakness, after more than a year of hard work, he barely reached the excellent, this time he threw 46 meters, there is no danger, almost not excellent.

The results of several fighters in the following test were also excellent, but none of them exceeded 50 meters.

Zhang Wei and Zhang Shun are left, if the best score does not surpass Song Xiong, this game is equivalent to a class victory.

Although no one intended to let the two classes compete, the fighters of both classes were secretly competing.

It was Zhang Wei's turn to throw the bomb, and he was a little lucky, and he couldn't let the first class look down on him.

Seeing that a small red flag was planted at the place where Song Xiong dropped the bomb, because it was a record, the scorekeeper made a mark at the point of the bomb to encourage the soldiers who were assessed later to surpass it.

Zhang Wei's goal is that mark, not to surpass it, but to smash it, which is horizontal, not only to have arm strength, but also to be accurate.

Zhang Wei calmly picked up a hand**, threw it on the spot, and the hand** flew straight towards the mark.

Because the strength was a little lacking, the drop point was half a meter away from the mark.

There were also two bomb throws.

Zhang Wei didn't want to overtake Song Xiong, he just increased his strength a little, and this time the drop point advanced by 30 centimeters, still not surpassing Song Xiong.

The last time he dropped the bomb, Zhang Wei added a little more strength.

This time a miracle happened, coincidentally, the hand ** just smashed on the mark, which means that Zhang Wei and Song Xiong tied for the first place.

In the end, it was time for Zhang Shun to appear, whether it was the soldiers of the first class or the soldiers of the second class, they were all concerned about Zhang Shun's bomb throwing results, because his results directly affected the rankings of the first and second classes.

Zhang Shun stood at the bomb dropping place and picked up a hand **, checked it, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Report." ”

"Please tell me any questions." The referee asked.

"Report chief, I'm not used to using this hand."

As soon as Zhang Shun's voice fell, everyone present laughed, this Zhang Shun is still stupid before, and he is so stupid that he can't breathe.

"Why aren't you used to it?" The referee felt very strange, it was the first time he had heard someone say this after being a soldier for more than ten years.

"I used to cast dumbbells, but I'm not used to this." Zhang Shun said.

As soon as Zhang Shun's voice fell, the referee was angry, this recruit is too disagreeable, this is a formal assessment, don't you take the test if you are not used to it?

"Hello Staff Officer Zhang, what Zhang Shun means is that the suspicion is too light." Seeing that the referee was about to get angry, Zhang Wei hurriedly explained.

This referee is a captain and staff officer of the detachment's training unit, and he is a little familiar with Zhang Wei.

"It's too light, isn't it? You just cast two at a time. Staff Officer Zhang saw that this recruit was too stupid, so he ridiculed him.

"Yes." Zhang Shun really bent over and picked up another hand**.

The people present were thinking in their hearts, saying that he was stupid and really stupid, how could he throw two at a time, he would definitely not be able to vote far, and if the results were counted, he could only choose the one that threw the farthest.

"Report chief, can I vote?"

"Hmm." Staff Officer Zhang just snorted, and he didn't bother to open his mouth.

Zhang Shun looked in the direction of the small red flag, took a deep breath, and took two steps back.

I saw him run a little, shouted "ha", threw out his right hand vigorously, and the two hands ** rose into the air.