Chapter 426: Three Throws That Decide Your Fate

Dusk is approaching, and the training ground, which has been scorching all day, is steaming.

Xu Xingguo's palm holding the wooden handle of the grenade felt slightly sweaty, and he had to hand over the Type 67 wooden handle grenade to his left hand, put his right hand on the camouflage uniform and rubbed it vigorously.

To finish in the top three in the bomb project, he must throw 91 meters.

Three people had already thrown more than 90 meters before.

The lowest of these is 90.6 meters.

With just 91 meters, he will be in the top three.

Grenade long-range throwing is a very simple project, so it is also the one with the largest number of applicants.

This event is slightly different from the shooting category.

If the shooting subject requires seven points of talent and three points of effort, then bomb throwing requires seven points of effort and three points of talent.

There is no trick, only one sentence - practice more, practice hard, and practice to the death!

Just like this top competition, in the previous one-and-a-half-month training camp, someone broke four backpack belts in order to practice the correct bomb throwing posture, an average of about one in ten days.

Every day, the top training team requires them to throw at least 500 coaching bullets, tie their backpack straps to the trunk of trees, and practice arm swinging and turning movements for at least two hours.

What is this concept?

Even if you throw a grenade every minute, you have to be on the throwing field for at least 8 hours a day.

As for Xu Xingguo, who has applied for two projects, bomb throwing alone takes up 10 hours a day, and he also has to practice the 400-meter hurdles.

How do you schedule your time?

If it's not enough during the day, add it to the night.

Anyway, the top training team never objects to you training yourself, the more the better.

This was originally a place to train top soldiers, and the people who came here had already left behind ordinary company soldiers in their training results, and what they needed to do was to try their best to make themselves the best group of people in the entire group army.

Unlike the recruit company and the teaching team, there are squad leaders in those places who urge you, chase you behind with a belt, let you run, and let you practice, so that in case of war in the future, you will receive a boxed lunch without firing a shot on the battlefield.

In addition to the daily prescribed schedule, the rest of the top teams rely entirely on self-consciousness.

Some people may ask, will there be people who are unconscious or lazy and don't want to train hard?

Holy!

Are you stupid!?

If you don't work hard and don't work hard to come to the top training team, are you here to be an undercover agent!? Coming on vacation!?

Within two weeks after entering the top training team, even Xu Xingguo, who had received high-intensity training, even this fierce man who was already a sports school student at home, his arms were still uncontrollably swollen.

The feeling I had only tried in the teaching team for a long time was finally back.

Participate in the training of the 400-meter obstacle team in the morning, participate in the bomb throwing training in the morning, practice two hours of arm swing at noon, throw two hours of bombs in the afternoon, then run an hour of obstacles, continue to carry sandbags and leggings to the top of the mountain to practice explosive power in the evening, and do 500 push-ups to strengthen arm strength before coming back to bed and turning off the lights.

No one knows better than he knows how much sweat he puts in.

Holding the grenade, Xu Xingguo took a deep breath and rushed out towards the throwing line, staring into the distance-

In the distance, next to the fan-shaped bomb area, stood an announcer with a small red flag in his hand.

He was standing at exactly 80 meters, and past him, it was more than 80 meters.

As long as the bomb body hits the ground and the bullet announcer's small red flag is raised, the bomb will be effectively dropped.

Three meters before the throwing line, Xu Xingguo began to deflect backwards, turn sideways, twist his waist, send his hips, turn his body and wave his arms, and buckle his wrists......

The moment the grenade came out of his hand, he could even hear the whizzing sound of the grenade spinning in the air and cutting through the air.

The solemnity and seriousness in the distance and Zhang Yuyi's eyes brushed down on the small black dot in the air.

A beautiful arc crossed the sky, and in the already yellowing sunlight, the swarthy pig iron projectile turned into a black shadow due to the rapid rotation speed.

Poof-

After flying for a moment, the grenade flew over the head of the announcer and fell far within the lime line of the effective throwing zone.

The throwing field has already drawn lines in the morning, the maximum is a hundred meters, and there is a scale every half a meter.

The announcer ran to the point of impact and carefully checked the landing point.

Then stand up and raise the red flag.

"It worked! 87.4 meters! ”

"!"

Xu Xingguo's right fist slammed into the palm of his left hand.

At 87.4 meters, it is more than three meters away from the 91 meters that entered the bottom three.

It's only 3.6 meters!

Come on! Come on!

He kept cheering himself up in his heart.

Isn't it 3.6 meters?

The Red Army's predecessors have come through the 25,000-mile Long March, and I am just 3.6 meters away, what is it!?

Holding the second grenade, he steadied himself.

91 meters!

Only 91 meters!

You can make it to the top three by yourself.

Above 90 meters, it is already quite difficult.

According to the top level, 70 or more can reach the standard.

80 meters is not uncommon in the top competitions of the whole division.

But 90 meters......

This is an insurmountable hurdle, and not every top player can do it.

If the time is above 91m, it means that the third place has a great chance of falling back into his pocket.

"Ahh

He yelled and slammed out.

The same repetition of the previous bomb throwing action - this action has been repeated tens of thousands of times, and he can do it seamlessly with his eyes closed.

Whoosh –

The grenade once again streaked over the bomb field, spun sharply and landed off into the distance.

Xu Xingguo stood on the throwing line, and his heart flew up with the trainer bullet and hung in the air......

Poof-

The grenade landed.

After a few moments, the announcer's red flag was raised, signaling that the bomb was effective and did not fly out of the drop zone.

"89.7 meters!"

As the shouts came, Xu Xingguo felt his scalp explode.

89.7 meters, only 0.9 meters short of the current third place of 90.6!

0.9 meters only!

This person lies forward and stretches out his hand to exceed this distance, even if he walks in unison, the stride length is 0.75 meters per step, which is just a little more than one step!

One step away!

"I-"

It was a real pity to feel solemn, and kicked on the trunk of a tree next to it.

"It's almost 90!"

A grenade was again picked out of the magazine.

A grenade that feels a little "lighter" - in fact, most grenades don't deviate much.

Xu Xingguo returned a few meters away from the throwing line.

He looked into the distance, the bombardier still standing in his old position, and the throwing white line on the ground stretched into the distance like a centipede.

The sun began to dim a little, and the wind blew through the throwing field, kicking up a puff of dust and dancing boredly in the air......

"Kill!"

This time, Xu Xingguo desperately shouted out the word "kill", and the person rushed out like a sports car that stepped on the floor oil!

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