The military arena of the Army Command College was where participants from various academies gathered.

However, except for the students from the "two schools", the other students all looked like they had nothing to love.

Everyone knows their own strength very well, and it is not so much that they are here to participate in the competition, but that they are here to find abuse. Although everyone knows that because of the different assignments of tasks, the usual training intensity and training content are very different from those of the "two schools". It's understandable to lose to them, and there's nothing to be ashamed of.

So I don't know when it began, the military arena became a battle for third place. Whoever finishes third in each house will win!

However, when you really step into the arena, you will still be hit hard. Everyone is clearly an officer of the republic, and this exaggerated disparity is understandable but difficult to accept.

Probably taking into account their feelings, the cadets sent by the SWAT Academy to participate in military competitions were randomly selected. But that didn't make the participants from the other colleges feel any better. Especially after running the 800-meter hurdle, when they were tired and their legs were weak and their clothes were soaked, they saw that the female cadets from the SWAT Academy were still breathing evenly and their faces were normal.

At that moment, they wanted to die.

What the cadets of the "two schools" do not know is that the personnel of other academies participating in military competitions are decided by drawing lots. In other words, whoever is unlucky will participate.

Therefore, at this moment, most of the participants in the arena have an expression of mourning.

The military competition theory said that it should be the most impressive among the three categories, but the number of students who came here to watch the battle was surprisingly small. Everyone couldn't bear to see their teammates when they were defeated, so although they wanted to appreciate the handsome posture of the students of the "two schools", they finally gave up.

Therefore, it is obviously a bloody military arena, but the atmosphere is extremely dull.

At this moment, many people heard a relaxed whistle. Everyone looked around, and when they looked for sounds, they saw two men in gray training uniforms walking slowly.

"Old Bean, don't blow it, if you are seen by pickets, you will be finished!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little excited to think that I can play with the students of the 'two schools' later. By the way, Yesong, have you ever been to Jinling? ”

"I used to come here a lot, what's wrong?"

"I want to wait until our game is over, take a look around the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties."

"Yes, the principal should be in a good mood after getting the trophy of 'Military Competition', and when the time comes, I will ask him to take a leave of absence to stay here for one more day and then go back."

"Then it's decided!"

The people around them looked at them like fools.

Listen to what they just said? Have a play? Got a trophy?

Everyone wondered in their hearts, when did the East Courtyard lower the enrollment standards?

……

"Then it's time for me to play." Zhang Jing said with his shoulders moving.

"Be a little serious, don't lose to the people of the Special Operations Academy." An Yue said with a smile.

"Instead of reminding me, you should worry about yourself, I heard that the Special Warfare Academy sent their top three sniper masters there this year, and it seems that they are here

Avenge last year's revenge! ”

"Sniper top three? That's good! I wish I had a fight with him. ”

Zhang Jing shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the waiting area.

The first element of the military competition is a five-kilometer run.

Zhang Jing put on his heavy load and stood in front of the starting line, waiting for the gunshot.

Standing beside him was Meng Linhai from the Special Warfare Academy. Although both of them were smiling, there was a flash of electricity between their eyes.

They both see each other as their only opponents, after all, no one else can get them motivated.

Gunshots rang out, and the dull arena suddenly came alive.

The sound of footsteps, shouts, rapid breathing, and the sound of water hitting the walls of the kettle are all intertwined.

At the moment of the gunshot, Zhang Jing and Meng Linhai suddenly turned into arrows off the string, leaving the others far behind.

Both of them were desperately accelerating, but they always kept side by side with each other.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps approaching them behind them, and as they both looked back at the same time, a gray figure passed by their side and ran in front of them.

Seeing that someone surpassed him, Zhang Jing and Meng Linhai did not have much fluctuation in their hearts. Now the distance he runs is not even two kilometers, and the student in front of him has already sprinted, and it won't be long before he can't hold on.

This is not the only thing they think, everyone in the arena except Dou Miao thinks so. Everyone was waiting for the moment when the students of the Eastern Academy were overtaken due to physical exhaustion, and then applauded him for his courage to fight.

However, this moment has not yet come.

The three people in front of them formed a "product" shape, and set the others around and around.

Seeing that they were about to finish four kilometers, Zhang Jing and Meng Linhai finally felt that something was wrong with the situation, and they would lose if they continued like this.

But when they tried their best to catch up, they found that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't shorten the distance between them and the student of the East Academy in front of them.

"Wow!"

The students around the arena who were waiting to participate in other events, as well as the few students who came to watch the battle, stood up and exclaimed. No one expected this to happen.

The champions of military competitions have been monopolized by the "two schools" since the beginning of the first military academy competition, and this year it seems that this pattern has been broken, and they are witnesses to this historical moment.

The last lap.

The three people in the shape of "Pin" all accelerated wildly. Zhang Jing felt that he had tried his best, but he still couldn't catch up with the person in front of him. So, he could only watch as the gray training uniform was the first to cross the finish line.

"Good!"

When they saw that the student from the East Academy really won the championship of the five-kilometer weight-bearing run, everyone in the arena applauded and applauded in unison.

Doumiao ran over to help Yematsu unload the load.

"Well done!" Dou Miao said with a smile.

Ye Song wiped the sweat from his face and gasped: "Their strength is good, they have to do their best in the 800-meter run." ”

"Understood!"

……

"I said you have to be serious, you return

Don't take it seriously. How's it going, lost? ”

After Zhang Jing returned to the rest area, An Yue handed him the towel.

Zhang Jing took the towel and wiped it on his face, then crossed his waist with one hand and said: "It's not that I'm not serious, it's that the other party's strength is too strong, and I really can't catch up!" ”

An Yue smiled: "I can see it." The student in the East Courtyard may be better at long-distance running. But he can't continue to play in the next event, right? Wang Mingda, I'll leave it to you! ”

"Rest assured, it's still very easy compared to the 800-meter limit."

An Yue looked around the arena and said, "This year is the last year for us to participate. Although the military department's purpose of letting our academy participate in the big competition was not achieved, at least there must be a happy ending. ”

(End of chapter)