Chapter Ninety-Nine: Cattle!

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Column, set!"

"To... Right, quasi! ”

Squad leader Zhao, who led the team to the single parallel bars, had a strong queue password, which also largely represented some veterans.

This kind of "queue accent" is not a straight word, but when it is shouted, there is a kind of momentum unique to veterans.

In the past, Fang Huai felt that this was the password voice that really belonged to the troops, which was completely different from the weak "one, two, one" on the playground during the students' military training.

However, in this life, Fang Huai was fortunate to have seen Hao Chengbin's password sound, one is one, two is two, quite high, the pronunciation is standard Mandarin, the speed of speech is very fast, and the tail sound is very strong, which is more aura than this accent.

"Recruits, come here and hold the bar! Veterans go first! ”

Zhao Jincheng finished the whole team and shouted.

"Yes!" Fang Huai patted Han Yong next to him, and the two of them came out of the queue and ran to the side of the bar.

As soon as I got started, I found that the bar was a little dangling.

It's all crippled by veterans!

The light green bar, the horizontal bar was actually coiled out of the jade pulp, and the oil was shiny.

The veterans of this squadron are very active when they mention playing with the bar, and even the squad leader Fang came.

"Do a practice today, Zhou Yong, on!" Zhao Jincheng shouted.

"Yes!" A dark and swarthy non-commissioned officer who is no less than Chief of Staff Yang Yonghua walked out of the queue.

This person Fang Huai is very impressed, he should be from Guangxi, his accent is quite strong, and some squad leaders call him "Xiao Hei".

As soon as this man spoke, a dog came out of the training tower next to him.

The three-legged dog, with only half of its left hind leg left, hangs in the air, but it seems to be walking unaffected and quite fast.

All noon, Fang Huai and they were in the backyard playground, and they didn't find it, and the side of the squadron had seen a few dogs, but they were all big dogs, and there was a shed closed.

It's just free to move around.

Captain Ye Jiahong is a person who likes to say strange things, and shouted at this moment: "Lie on the sun, Xiao Hei!" Your brother has come to see you on the bar! ”

There was a burst of laughter in the team, and even Cao Yi, who was not smiling, was laughing.

Someone shouted: "Xiaobai, come here!" ”

Fang Huai and Han Yong were a little stunned when they saw the Jingba-faced puppy.

Rub, brother, this squadron won't really have a dog squad leader, right?

Three-legged, it can't be a police dog.

And when the little black squad leader heard the captain say that Xiao Bai was his brother, he didn't get angry, but smiled and said to the dog:

"Xiaobai, you're here, I'll send you two today!"

"Wang!" The Pekingese-faced puppy replied to him as if he understood.

Zhou Yong laughed, raised his hand and shouted loudly, and jumped on the bar.

The bar shook twice.

Fang Huai and Han Yong, who were distracted, hurriedly pressed the bar.

Nima, a small bar no more than two meters tall, withstood the pressure that it shouldn't have been able to bear.

Looking at this look, if you are not careful, it is the hidden section of the horizontal bar, and the nine exercises - the bar destroys people.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Twenty-three!"

Zhou Yong was very thin, and it didn't seem to be effortless, and in one breath, he surpassed Fang Huai's highest score.

All four recruits have "Resby" in their eyes.

But when one breath passes, it is slowly grinding.

When he reached thirty-three, Zhou Yong seemed to be a little weak, and he stood up for a while.

At this time, the sound of "Wang" came.

Xiaobai sat on the ground with only one leg, raised one of his front paws, and slashed down.

The queue burst into laughter: "Haha, Xiao Hei, your brother asked you to make a few more!" ”

"Say... Send you two, send you more... Two! ”

Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and actually four more.

didn't die up, got off the bar, and went to play with Xiaobai next to him.

Cao Yi glanced at him and said, "Thirty-seven, and the last four, the interval is too long!" Xiao Hei, your highest record is forty, and your physical fitness has dropped seriously this year! ”

Zhou Yong turned around and smiled embarrassedly: "Instructor, I have gained a little weight in the New Year's lacquer (eating), and I will come back after practicing the assessment practice!" ”

As soon as Ye Jiahong heard this, he pointed at Zhou Yong, learned his accent and said a sentence in Guangxi Mandarin:

"You just rely on that system to learn (forty) lacquer rice system, right? Look at your soldiers in the same year, He Ji (Zhi) Army!

Six Xi (ten), chicken (branch) team record! Bring the guy! ”

Another burst of laughter.

However, this time it was not as unscrupulous as the laughter just now, after all, the record of 40 deadlift horizontal bars is not up to many people in this queue.

Fang Huai also wanted to laugh and be embarrassed when he heard it.

He bragged that B was going to surpass He Zhijun, and the highest record was only twenty, and the last one was bounced up.

The further you go, the more difficult it is increased by geometric multiples.

However, after the last core strength strengthening, he has not had a chance to give it a try in the past few days.

After leaving the team, he didn't want to try anymore, so he waited to face the first test in the best condition.

I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

Next, Sun Jingwu, Hu Hongzhi, Liu Jianfeng, Zhao Jincheng, Xiong Jie......

A group of non-commissioned officers have stepped on the bar to show their strength.

Ranging from thirty to thirty-eight, the highest being Zhao Jincheng.

It seems that the passing standard of the special service team is this number, and no matter what, you have to jump over thirty on the bar.

It wasn't until a first-term non-commissioned officer named Huang Yong went up that he broke the record just now.

42 pcs.

Short, more than one meter and six, he showed extraordinary strength on the horizontal bar, and when he got off the bar, he flicked the bar violently, which made Fang Huai and Han Yong, who were guarding the bar, feel the pressure.

also left a sentence: "Instructor, it's time to change this bar, it's shaking very much, and it doesn't need to be done." ”

The tone is crazy.

Fang Huai was speechless in his heart.

It's no wonder that you don't shake the bar!

This big brother is determined to practice nine exercises and leave a good reputation for playing bad bars!

Cao Yi nodded and shouted, "Fang Huai, Han Yong, hold the bar steady for the squad leaders!" ”

"Yes!"

The following records, never more than 42, the highest, 40.

The secretary didn't come, and the lowest official squad leader of the third term did 26.

Squad Leader Fang stepped down, Liu Jianfeng immediately applauded, and said loudly: "When Squad Leader Fang took us the year before last, he could still make 35!" I've been so fat in the past two years! ”

Everyone laughed good-naturedly.

But squad leader Fang didn't seem to be satisfied, waved his hand, rested for a while after getting off the bar, and did 10 more second exercises.

Cao Yi also took the lead in applauding at this moment: "Squad Leader Fang is eleventh year, and he is still so strict with himself, his spirit is precious!" ”

Everyone applauded heartily.

Fang Huai was also very admiring in his heart.

Eleven years of soldiers, one year earlier than Squad Leader Hao.

Although they are not very strong among veterans, they can feel embarrassed after getting off the bar, and they do a group of two exercises, and this training spirit is indeed an example.

When Squad Leader Fang got off the bar for the second time, he patted Fang Huai's shoulder a little out of breath and said, "You are also surnamed Fang, Xiao Fang, come on with oil!" ”

Fang Huai nodded and smiled: "Thank you squad leader for your encouragement!" ”

Squad Leader Fang gave him a thumbs up and walked into the queue.

Fang Huai felt quite heartwarming.

Even with it, the resistance to Liu Jianfeng's unscrupulous words when he defended Fang Squad Leader was also lower.

He is indeed a good class leader.

However, Liu Jianfeng didn't think clearly, squad leader Hao became a non-commissioned officer platoon leader, so when the secretary general retired from the army, squad leader Fang went to pick up the secretary at that time, which may not be a good place to go.

The non-commissioned officers take the lead in doing it, and the rest are conscripts.

The superior soldier goes first.

On this, Fang Huai also knew why Cao Yi was so upset.

At the same time, I also knew what Zhang Yang said in the cafeteria, which was still a bit grounded.

Meng Qiang, 17.

Qi Xiaohui, 16.

Chang Ming didn't come, but looking at his figure, it is estimated that he is at the bottom.

This result, in an ordinary squadron, is also mixed, and it is estimated that it can be mixed well.

But this is a provincial special service.

And Qi Xiaohui, who has been in the combat class, can't get Meng Qiang in a communication class, which is really a little worse.

Qi Xiaohui also seemed to know that he was a little embarrassed, and when he came down, he hung his head down.

Wu Di, the following internship rotation, encouraged him: "Xiaohui couldn't do any of them when he left the team, but now he can do 16, which is good!" ”

But the non-commissioned officers did not speak.

Han Yong's heart was also sad, as if he had seen his treatment in the second year.

"Hehe, Xiaohui is not the worst, Chang Ming didn't come."

Zhang Yang laughed, walked to the bar, and hated Fang Huai.

"Hold on!"

Before Fang Huai could answer, Cao Yi spoke again: "Zhang Yang, don't talk so much!" If you do 35 today, I count you crazy at noon! ”

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and looked at the bar.

"Good!"

This sound is just raising your hand to shout in preparation.

Cao Yi clasped his hands and smiled, and said loudly: "Up!" ”

When Fang Huai saw that smile, he suddenly realized that Cao Yi should not have completely given up on the superior soldiers, maybe he just wanted to provoke them.

Zhang Yang, who was targeted the most, is probably also the one most likely to practice.

Sure enough, in one go, there were 18, and when I couldn't hold the bar, 32.

It is not much different from the backbone non-commissioned officers who were transferred from various squadrons.

It's just that Fang Huai looked at Zhang Yang's contemptuous eyes when he got off the bar, and he was a little puzzled.

That's it?

Can you be so crazy?

Do you know what we're capable of?

Cao Yi seemed to be very satisfied with this provocation, and added fire: "Recruits are coming!" Put the bar on the bar and give us the palm eye, Fang Huai, then listen to Squad Leader Hao, can you pull 18? Zhang Yang left the team last year, and there were 18. ”

Yikes.

Coach Cao, do you like crazy?

18, only to increase to 32 in a year, is it really so difficult to follow?

The recruits were laughing in their hearts, too.

Can't think of it, right? He can pull twenty!

Song Lin can also pull twenty!

Fang Huai smiled and rubbed his hands, shaking his shoulders: "Instructor, that is the result of the recruit corps, during this time, it should be improved a little." ”

Zhang Yang cut off.

This recruit, I don't know what extreme strength is, do you think it's so easy to improve your performance on the horizontal bar?!

"Yo? Go up and try it. Cao Yi raised his chin.

"Yes!"

Fang Huai walked to the bar, and Xiao Haishan below ran over, helped him hold the bar, and whispered:

"Don't worry, I'll keep you steady."

Han Yong also began to exert his strength.

The two heavyweight soldiers on the left and the right all wanted him to fight for his breath, so he was full of strength and pressed down violently.

When Fang Huai got on the bar, the bar didn't shake at all.

Unity is strength.

Everyone looked at Han Yong and Xiao Haishan, who were holding the bar with great interest and didn't care about the results for a while, and couldn't help but nod.

No matter how much Fang Huai can pull, this year's recruits, in terms of unity spirit, will definitely win.

But as soon as the hovering three seconds passed, Fang Huai's performance was beyond their expectations.

One, two, three, four, five...

Every 5, take a breath.

Soon there were 15 of them.

The next breath of tossing continued, and it was hard to 20!

It's not stopped!

Fang Huai is also enjoying the improvement of the back muscles brought by the core strength, and he can play happily!

To twenty, Cao Yi actually opened his mouth and counted them.

"Two-one!"

"Two-two!"

"Twenty-five!"

Fang Huai stopped, as if he was a little tired.

Han Yong and Xiao Haishan below couldn't help but whisper and lay down at the same time, while holding on to the bar tightly.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

At this time, the squad leader Fang in the queue spoke.

"Xiao Fang, send me two!"

Fang Huai listened to the greeting of the veteran.

"Okay! Monitor! ”

"Twenty-six!"

"Two... Seven! ”

Cao Yi also looked energetic: "Fang Huai, I also want two!" … No, one, just one! ”

Seeing that Fang Huai couldn't hold it anymore, he hurriedly repaid the price.

Fang Huai's forehead was bulging, and while he was using the last bit of strength in his hand, his chin was frantically going up, and he was silently counting in his mind.

Two, ten, eight!

The moment I held it up, I finally gave up fighting against myself.

"I want one too..." Ye Jiahong was also ready to give him more strength.

It's late to shout.

Twenty-eight.

Song Lin, who was going to pretend to be a B on a black horse, looked a little dull.

"Damn... Say twenty, and the cattle ......"

(End of chapter)