Xu Xingguo never thought that he would encounter something that made him so depressed, even if he and Zhuang Yan were in different detachments, in the end, they would still be involved, and there would be competition.

In fact, from the perspective of his heart, Xu Xingguo really doesn't want to encounter solemnity again.

As long as the solemnity is there, he feels that he is always unlucky.

This kind of fatal feeling is quite a bit of a sense of celebrating his father's immortality.

Look at!

This is just a team member of Team 1 who gets up in the morning and runs a 10-kilometer weight-bearing cross-country according to the management, and they can actually get entangled with the top shooters of Team 3.

Moreover, Zhuang Yan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and followed him like a shadow from beginning to end.

Dislike!

He muttered a sentence in his heart, and consciously quickened his steps, leaving the solemnity behind.

But it didn't take long for the solemn ghost to follow again.

Xu Xingguo had no choice but to work harder.

He didn't expect that Zhuang Zheng would be able to keep up with him.

He suddenly realized that he had underestimated the solemnity all along.

This recruit has trained his comrades-in-arms who are very different from himself, and after a year and a half of training, his level has been very close to his own.

The long-distance off-road that I used to be proud of is now not a big deal.

In fact, Xu Xingguo can't be blamed for this.

Zhuang Yan has always been tied with sand leggings and sand vests in the teaching team, and later stayed in the team every day when he was bored and ran with Yang Songlin, when he took the recruits, the recruits ran, and Zhuang Yan also ran, and also tied sandbags.

For solemnity, tying sandbags is already a habit.

Until the point, Xu Xingguo couldn't get rid of the solemnity, and the two almost reached the end together, within fifty minutes.

The two of you face each other, bent over and gasped, and then didn't say a word, and each went back to his team.

From that day on, running 10 kilometers with sand leggings tied every morning became the practice of teams 1 and 3, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ah Dai and Zhang Dacang always liked to bring the two teams to run together.

Every morning, Xu Xingguo has to face a very painful moment, that is, he has to face the solemnity that sticks to his back like kraft candy.

Zhuang Zheng did not surpass him, but just ran with him, three or five meters away, sometimes near and sometimes far away.

Xu Xingguo felt that he had become a reference for Zhuang, and it was estimated that Zhuangyan deliberately followed him to improve his performance.

There is a skill in running long-distance running with weights in the army, that is, if you are not a very good character, then you have to estimate your level, and then find someone in the company who is about the same level as you, don't chase desperately when running, anyway, use your best ability to bite the other party.

Over time, when you find it easy to follow him one day, you can change to a better goal and continue to follow.

Before you know it, your training performance will improve a lot.

Xu Xingguo certainly understands this trick.

Therefore, he was very annoyed and helpless about this solemn approach.

After all, the main road goes to one side of the sky, and the entire five-kilometer route of the division headquarters is the main road, and no one is in the way.

So, Xu Xingguo endured a guy who followed him like a ghost every day, and then he always felt like a man on his back, as if someone was holding a gun with a bayonet on his back, and he was uncomfortable no matter how he ran.

In addition to the ten-kilometer run every morning, Zhang Dacang really fulfilled his promise.

His training methods were never seen before in Solemnity.

After running 10 kilometers on the first day, Zhang took everyone to a row of trees on the edge of the big playground and ordered everyone to sit cross-legged.

"Now, relax your limbs ......" Zhang Dacang stood in front of the team members and said seriously: "Slowly close your eyes and sink your consciousness into the position of the dantian......"

Everyone wants to laugh, but they don't dare to laugh.

What is the captain doing?

Practicing Qigong?

Could it be that he was going to use the qigong gadgets of the scout company scouts on the shooting team?

With doubts, he solemnly followed Zhang Dacang's request, slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his limbs.

"Dantian?"

He secretly said in his heart, isn't this the set of pranayama exercises that Yang Songlin once taught him?

For Solemnity, he really has a bit of a foundation.

After following Yang Songlin for almost a year, although he didn't learn the qigong that Yang Songlin said, he learned a lot of tricks such as running pranayama.

"Do you feel a little heavy in your limbs?" Zhang Dacang asked.

Zheng Zheng thought to himself, he had just finished ten kilometers with sandbags strapped, and of course it was heavy......

Zhang Dacang said: "What I want to teach you below is not what qigong is, it is the relaxation training that the top shooters must learn, and the top shooters must relax themselves when they carry out accurate long-range shooting, but the consciousness must be gathered, so this set of methods will be of great help to you in the future to shoot half-body targets at a distance of 400 meters and 85 sniper rifles to shoot 600-meter head targets." ”

"This method can relax your muscles, your heart rate drops, your blood pressure is lowered, do you know why I want you to run 10 kilometers? One is to make your heart have a better tolerance, that night shooting, many people because of a short run, rapid heartbeat and unsteady breath, resulting in shooting errors. ”

"Don't underestimate this little bit of error. Remember, if you shoot at a target at a distance of 100 meters, as long as you deviate by 1 millimeter when aiming, then the deviation on the target will reach about 30 centimeters, which will cause you to miss the ten rings at all. If it is a half-body target, only 50 centimeters wide, you shake your hand, the error is 2 millimeters, maybe you will miss the target, let alone 400 meters of long-range shooting, as long as there is the slightest deviation, you can't even touch the target. ”

"Okay, remember what I said, let's continue the mental training......"

solemnly opened half of his eyes secretly, and saw that Zhang Dacang, who was sitting in front of everyone, was also half-closed, looking like an old monk in a settled position.

"Now, you start to mentally suggest ...... yourself"

Zhang's voice became calm and magnetic.

"Say to myself, I'm very quiet now......"

"My left hand feels very heavy......

"My right hand is warm......"

"My heartbeat is calm and powerful......"

"My breathing is very easy......

Zhuang Yan didn't think there was anything wonderful at first, but according to Zhang Dacang's request, he hinted to himself step by step in his heart, constantly chattering, and suddenly, he found that he was really like what Zhang Dacang said in every prompt......

I really feel a little fluttery.

Magical!

solemn heart secretly rejoiced.

Zhang Dacang didn't brag!

Of course, he didn't know it yet, and this was only a small part of the training of top shooters.

In the next training, Zhang Dacang opened solemn eyes.