CHAPTER XIV

Company E's game eventually attracted the attention of everyone in the 506th Regiment, and the rest of the company were eager to know what new tricks the company would have in its consistently good performance, and some of the battalion officers of the 506th Regiment, including Colonel Zink, wanted to know if the soldier named Parks had brought him a ball of shit or a surprise.

So on the day of the game, almost all the soldiers and officers of the 506th Regiment arrived, and they also set up a suggested viewing platform for the officers.

"Shall we predict what the outcome will be?" Major Horton, who was sitting in the spectatorium, was interested in chatting with Captain Sauber.

"You mean a bet?" Sauber laughed, "I'm not willing to bet that all three platoons are doing very well, so the outcome will be difficult to predict." Of course, if Parkes' training is effective, it will be different. ”

"One hundred dollars, I'll bet Lieutenant Winster to win!" At this time, a voice came from Horton's side, and listening to the voice, the two knew that it was Colonel Zink, and next to the colonel was Lieutenant Colonel Streil.

"Okay, I'll bet a hundred dollars too, but I'll be optimistic about the row." Sauber saw that Zink was interested, so he had to agree.

"That's it!" Zinke was in high spirits.

The first thing to do is the obstacle course.

The ditches in the past seemed to be moats, and those tunnels, fire grounds, and high walls were no longer a problem for the brothers of E Company, but how to arrive quickly was a test of the results of the training in the past month, and everyone was full of strength to rush forward as soon as possible.

"A row passed. It took them nine minutes and fourteen seconds, the last man! I think this should be their final result. Lip looked a little excited, and it was clear that this result was good news for the second row, because the last time in the second row was only 8 minutes and 20 seconds, and it would definitely not exceed 9 seconds.

The second row, which was watching from the sidelines, was clearly in high spirits.

"But......" Moore suddenly frowned, "maybe I might have a problem!" ”

Goneri turned his head sideways, looked at Moore, frowned, and said, "Moore, what's wrong with you?" ”

"You know, I ate a little more breakfast today, and God knows what, my stomach suddenly throbbed. I don't know if I'll be able to hold on! Moore looked at his brother in the second row, looking at him with a somewhat ugly face.

"Damn, can't you just eat less?" Goneri cursed in a low voice.

Moore said embarrassedly: "I just want to eat a little more, you must know that today is the game, I don't want to let the second row be dragged down by me because I am hungry!" That's what I meant to go. He looked helpless and frustrated. In addition, his stomach did hurt, and his whole face showed a strange look.

Winster was carefully watching the performance of the third row. Once in full form, he is a very serious and attentive guy. Of course, he also heard someone whispering behind him.

"What's wrong?" Winster looked back.

"Lieutenant Winster, Moore has a stomachache!" Lipp whispered. Then he told Winster why.

Winster couldn't help but frown and looked at Moore.

"I don't want to mess it up, Lieutenant!" Moore looked at Winster with a sad face, embarrassed, and lowered his head.

"Can you hold on?" Winster asked.

"I think I can persevere!" Moore nodded, and said with some concern, "However, I will become a burden to the platoon." ”

"It's good to persevere, don't care about the results first, the first thing we have to do is to complete this competition!" Winster nodded calmly, he made a decision in his heart, "It's just the usual training!" Moore, don't worry about the platoon. ”

Moore nodded and said no more.

This was like a dark cloud, which quickly shrouded the hearts of the brothers in the second row. I was still quite optimistic, but it became a little bleak. Everyone knows that this time the results are based on the last person to complete the task.

"Lieutenant Winster!" Parks felt like he was about to do something, and he let out a whisper.

"What's the matter? Parks! ”

Parks whispered, "Maybe I have a way to make Moore more comfortable for the time being!" ”

Winster looked at Parks, then nodded, "Since there is a way, let's try it." Then he turned to him and said, "Moore, let Parks show you." ”

In fact, pain relief is just a massage of acupuncture points for Parks, but for the brothers of E Company, it is indeed a wonderful thing, although the brothers in the second row are still in a neat queue, but they all turn their heads sideways and stare at Parks and Moore.

Parks asked Moore to roll up his trouser legs, walked out of his calves, and said to him, "Are you ready?" It can be painful. ”

Moore nodded firmly, "Let's get started, Parks, don't worry about me!" ”

Parks nodded, crouched down, and pinched his calf, slamming it under Moore's knee. Molten felt a burst of pain, but he didn't scream, just gasped.

Parks' fingers then pressed up, and the four fingers began to press.

After the initial pain, Moore felt a warm air start to run around his stomach, which was amazing, although there was still some spicy sensation in his stomach. His eyes widened in surprise as he watched Parks' movements.

After a few minutes of massage, Parks stood up, rolled up Moore's sleeve, tapped his fingers five inches on his wrist, and kneaded it. This kind of action is very strange, and the hearts of the brothers in the second row are very nervous to watch.

"Feeling better, Parks!" Moore does feel much better, although he is still a little unwell, but it is no longer a problem to complete the off-road task as usual, "How did you do that?" It's amazing! ”

Parks squirmed for another minute before stopping, and said with a smile: "Ancient techniques, miraculous curative effects, let's try it later, it shouldn't hurt anymore, of course it's only temporary, if you want to get better completely, you have to see a doctor." ”

All of them looked at Moore and Parks in disbelief. Is it just a few simple massages on the legs and hands to cure stomach pain? It's understandable if it's a few massages on the stomach, but it's a bit incredible. But they could clearly see the smile on Moore's face, which was definitely not a look of pain.

"Eight minutes and fifty-seven seconds!" At this time, Winster suddenly said, "At this time, the results of the third row, we will be on the field later!" Then he looked back at Moore, "Still have questions?" ”

Moore puffed out his chest and replied loudly, "No problem, sir!" ”

Winster looked at Parks and nodded, then ordered the platoon, "Let's go get ready." As long as we use our usual training methods, we will definitely be able to surpass them. ”

"Yes, brothers in the second row, remember!" Parks yelled, "Breathe—"

"Inhale—" The soldiers in the second platoon replied in a loud voice.

On the viewing platform, Zink looked through his binoculars, then turned back to Major Horton and said, "Did you time it?" ”

"Remember, Colonel!" Horton nodded, and then said with some excitement, "Now the second row has crossed the ditch, and the time taken is fifteen seconds less than the best third row just now." ”

"Looks like I've won, Captain!" Zink said this to Sauber.

Sauber didn't speak, neither admit nor deny, he just stared nervously at the second platoon, which had now crossed the fire and rushed directly to the last high wall.

It took a few moments of one and three rows of the wall because the wall was a little higher than normal today, and it was specially prepared for today's game.

"Oh-" Major Horton suddenly exclaimed, "I can't believe that even a small man like Hubler could climb over that high wall with great ease." ”

Hubler wasn't the last to climb over the wall, as he was already a stalwart in the second row. When the last man in the last two platoons climbed over the wall and ran to the designated place, everyone, including the other companies of the 506th Regiment, applauded.

It took them seven minutes and forty-six seconds, one minute and eleven seconds faster than the best three rows just now. And before and after, it's only less than a month of training, and the gap is out!

"Looks like the training method Winster said is still working!" At this time, Colonel Zinke stood up and handed the telescope to Lieutenant Colonel Strell beside him.

"The drill isn't over yet, Mr. Colonel!" Sauber quickly stood up.

"Just tell me the final result! Lieutenant Sober! Colonel Sink nodded at him, "I'll make the final decision then." ”

The results of the first slalom were evident, with the second row having a big upper hand.

"I'm looking forward to trailing now, even though I hate it!" Goneri smiled, "But Parks, are you a wizard?" ”

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