And at this time, the battle that often burns buns is now being ridiculed by Jing Hailin!

Zhan Changsheng's performance on the boat, from the initial hurry, after all, the paper is finally shallow, after the run-in, it really makes Jing Hailin staggered, this guy has really worked hard, admirable.

But Jing Hailin won't make him proud, always saying: unsatisfactory, average, average.

Since coming to the residency for internship, Zhan Changsheng has not relaxed his morning exercises, Jing Hailin was stimulated by his agitation method, and he also got up early every day for a morning run.

As a result, Jing Hailin was physically abused and had to endure the 'cynicism' between his words, and the villain's face was really inadequate.

"Tut-tut......" Jing Hailin trembled, and stood on the wooden boat with his hands pinched on his waist, "Old Zhan, you also have today, I really thought about it, but I didn't expect you to be a landlubber." Haha......"

"Don't be complacent, isn't it just swimming? Lao Tzu is not learning now. Zhan Changsheng put his hands on the boat and looked up at him.

"Oh! Just your dog-planed swimming skills! Jing Hailin teased blatantly, his amber eyes looking at his wet face in the ripples.

"Have the courage to hold your breath with Lao Tzu, and compare diving with me." Zhan Changsheng's eyes were dark and bright in the sun, looking at his arrogant face, it was really an eyesore! What should I do if my hands are itchy?

Jing Hailin sat down and muttered in his heart: I will only hold my breath underwater with him when I am sick.

They came here not only to practice on the boat, but also to do other training, such as training with the Marine Corps.

Zhan Chang wins this army bun, except for swimming, he can't take it, and he abuses the opponent in other aspects.

Whether it's a five-kilometer armed cross-country, a 400-meter steeple, push-ups, sit-ups, and various tricks on the horizontal bar and parallel bars, this kind of physical training that requires a lot of physical strength and energy is beyond the reach of the best fighters here.

Jing Hailin had to give a thumbs up to Chang Sheng.

Admire!

Although Zhan Changsheng is not good at swimming, but he holds his breath underwater, the best frogman here, the two of them hold their breath in the swimming pool competition, and Zhan Changsheng also wins over their opponents.

If you can hold your breath, you will also be able to dive, so he can dive far in one breath.

In this way, for beginner swimmers, he is very afraid of drowning, drinking water or something, he is not afraid at all, and he naturally floats up as soon as he holds his breath.

Therefore, learning to swim is naturally much faster than the average person.

It's really born to eat the Navy's meal, and Jing Hailin is jealous.

The reason why I hold my breath is because on the one hand, I have good physical fitness, large lung capacity, and second, I have real qi to add to my body, which can be regarded as cheating! There is no way to cheat for the dignity of a big man.

"I mean, you're not a good swim in the pool." Jing Hailin looked at him with wood pulp in both hands.

"Can this sea be compared to a still pool?" Zhan Changsheng said angrily, "You're still a strong swimmer." ”

Don't look at Jing Hailin's physical strength on land and being abused by the battle, but in the water, Jing Hailin is like a fish swimming in the sea, like a white stripe in the waves.

Of course that's the first half, the second half, hehe...... Naturally, the latecomer who wins the battle prevails, and no one can compare with him compared to endurance.

"How about swimming back a thousand meters from here to the shore in one go?" Jing Hailin looked at the shore road.

"No problem." Zhan Changsheng pushed away the boat and began to sprint towards the shore.

Under the sunset, the blue sea is dyed red, and the blue sky is also dyed red, and the seagulls soar, from time to time they plunge into the water, and then they soar into the sky, which is really picturesque.

The sea breeze blows, with a sultry atmosphere, and the figure of the victorious battle rises and falls on the golden sea.

Damn, swimming seems to be more physically demanding than running, and Chang Sheng feels like his arms are filled with lead, and he can't lift up when he is tired, and he can't even make a splash in his legs, as if his body has reached its limit.

Jing Hailin slid the boat and corrected his movements from time to time, "The more you get to the end, the more tired you are, the more you have to hold on, just get through the limit." ”

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Changsheng insisted on reaching the shore, and as soon as he turned over and collapsed on the beach, the big man was pushed ashore by the waves.

"How?" Jing Hailin returned the boat to the local fishermen and walked over.

"I'm so hungry that I can eat a cow." Zhan Changsheng said in a hoarse voice.

"Hurry up and get dressed, it's late to go back, there will be no food in the cafeteria." Jing Hailin threw his clothes on top of him.

Zhan Chang Sheng put on his military uniform, carried his shoes, and walked barefoot step by step towards the station.

"I'm going to talk about it tomorrow, the coordination of torpedo boat technology and tactics, do you have any ideas?" Jing Hailin asked as he walked.

"You want to test me!" Zhan Changsheng glanced at him, retracted the smile on his face, and said seriously, "According to the model of the torpedo boat we are using now, according to the technical and tactical performance of the torpedo boat, its structural characteristics, and the combat performance of the weapons equipped with the torpedo boat. Attention must be paid to several issues: the angle of attack and the depth of the torpedo, the flow direction and timing of the attack......"

Jing Hailin nodded secretly in his heart after hearing this, this guy was really reading, and then reminded him, "But you must pay attention to the flow direction, look for the big side, and capture the most effective time." The depth and effective distance of the torpedo must also be well grasped. ”

"Hmm!" Zhan Changsheng nodded, "If it can be fired accurately, and the cannonball pulls out its crotch, it will be beautiful, and it will sink it all at once." "I threw my shoes on the ground, rubbed my feet on my legs, rubbed the sand off the soles of my feet, and put them on.

"Crotch? You're talking about ammunition depots! The U.S. imperialists were also not so precise in firing missiles. Jing Hailin laughed because of his whimsy.

"What are you laughing at? This is a subject of study for you great intellectuals, and from the day when missiles were manufactured, precise aiming has not been accompanied by it. Zhan Changsheng put on his shirt and said, "No, it should be said that there is a long-range strike, this ancient archery, in order to practice a hundred steps through Yang, but also to train aiming!" ”

Jing Hailin looked at him in surprise, "You really have some ideas." ”

"That's it, we don't eat rice, and this head is not an ornament." The battle is often won and said.

This guy gave him some paint and opened a dye shop. "Hurry up and fasten the buttons." Jing Hailin snorted lightly and said, "Otherwise, if you are seen by someone wearing a red armband, if the army is not in order, you will have to give you a good political lesson." ”

"You don't need to say it." Zhan Changsheng fastened the buttons of his jacket, put down the rolled up trouser legs, reached out to flatten the clothes, patted them, and straightened them.

The two of them were stationed in the place, so they went straight to the canteen, and Changsheng was really hungry, and ate seven or eight black noodles and big steamed buns in one go.

Jing Hailin, who was watching, was dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "I said that you eat so much at night, you are not afraid that you will be overwhelmed and uncomfortable at night." ”