My military function points

Chapter 3 Black Dragon's Eighteen Moves!
shake hands?

Although Chen Rong felt strange, he still reached out his hand.

Ma Shouliang: "Pinch it hard!"

Chen Rong understood that the squad leader wanted to test his strength. It just so happened that he also wanted to test his physical fitness after the combined index.

After making up his mind, Chen Rong squeezed it hard, but it felt like he was squeezing a piece of iron.

Ma Shouliang remained motionless: "Use your best strength."

Chen Rong no longer held back, exerting all his strength, clenching his teeth, his face flushed red.

Ma Shouliang looked a little surprised: "What a great strength! With your current performance, it's impossible for you to fail every training session?"

Chen Rong looked at Ma Shouliang's indifferent appearance, and was even more shocked: his physical fitness was twice that of a normal person! How come the squad leader didn't react at all?

Faced with Ma Shouliang's question, Chen Rong didn't know how to explain. He couldn't just say that he was cheating, right?
So he scratched his head and said, "I just have more strength in my hands. I have been malnourished since I was a child, and I really can't keep up with those trainings."

Ma Shouliang also learned from Liu Chuan about Chen Rong's life experience and the reason why he was malnourished since childhood, so he stopped talking about this topic. He looked at the time and said, "It's time for dinner, let's go eat first! You are still young and growing, don't worry, your physical condition will definitely get better in a year or two!"

The two of them went out and passed through the small iron gate to the dog team next door. The dog team was not big, just a small yard with more than a dozen kennels.

"Steel needs to be tempered, iron needs to be beaten, swords need to be sharpened, and spears need to be polished"

Chen Rong heard singing and looked in the direction of the sound. He found that a dozen trainers were standing in front of the cafeteria door and singing, with a military dog ​​squatting next to each of them.

Most of these military dogs are German Shepherds, and there are two Rottweilers.

"Squad leader, do you want to line up and sing together?" Chen Rong asked Ma Shouliang.

"No need!" Ma Shouliang pulled him straight into the cafeteria, looked around, and shouted, "Xiao Fu, where is the extra meal I asked you to give me?"

"I'm coming!"

A non-commissioned officer in a cook's uniform came out of the operation room carrying a large pot of beef, put it on the table next to Ma Shouliang, and said with a smile: "Ma, the beef has just been stewed. You guys hurry up and eat it while it's hot!"

Ma Shouliang sat down carelessly and introduced to Chen Rong: "Fu Xiaohong, the dog team's keeper and the head of the cooking team."

Chen Rong immediately greeted: "Hello, Squad Leader Fu!"

"Don't call me squad leader Fu anymore, just call me Old Fu!" Fu Xiaohong asked Chen Rong to sit down: "Come and try it. How is it?"

Ma Shouliang picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and said, "This is Chen Rong, he just arrived. Follow me from now on!"

"Xiao Chen, just tell me what you want to eat next time!" Fu Xiaohong immediately looked at Chen Rong enthusiastically and said.

"The beef is a little tough, but it's okay! Okay, Xiao Fu, go and do your thing!" Ma Shouliang waved his hand and said.

"Hey! You guys eat first. There's another fish being steamed. I'll bring it over later!" Fu Xiaohong said and went back to the operation room.

"Eat quickly! This beef is good stuff, and it is only available in the Dog Team. You may not be able to get it anywhere else!" Ma Shouliang invited Chen Rong to pick up his chopsticks.

Chen Rong glanced at the slogan on the opposite wall, silently picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It was so delicious!

"Squad Leader Ma is here!"

"Hello, squad leader Ma!"

The trainers of the dog team came in and greeted Ma Shouliang enthusiastically. Ma Shouliang responded indifferently.

Chen Rong couldn't help but feel strange.

The dog team is a unit directly under the division headquarters, and all of the trainers are above the rank of non-commissioned officers. However, everyone, including Fu Xiaohong, seems to have special respect for their squad leader Ma Shouliang.

How can a logistics worker who stays behind have such a big card? It seems that the identity of the squad leader is not as simple as it seems!

After the meal, Chen Rong took the initiative to clean up Ma Shouliang's dishes and took them to the sink to wash them, while Ma Shouliang and a few trainers smoked and chatted nearby.

"Captain Ma, I heard that this summer's military competition will be held here?"

"Ah."

"You'll be busy then. If you need help, just let us know and we'll be there at your beck and call."

"Let's talk about it later. I guess the division will send someone over in advance." After coming back, Ma Shouliang lay down on the bed and started his lunch break. Chen Rong came to the training ground alone. He wanted to do a test.

Chen Rong first ran several 100-meter laps, with the fastest time being 11.5 seconds, and then ran 5000 meters, which took about 18 minutes.

"Wow, that's awesome!"

Chen Rong, who was sweating profusely, didn't feel tired at all and looked at the stopwatch excitedly.

Is the physical fitness of an index of 22 already so strong? This is a result he could never have imagined in his dreams!

While his body was fully active, Chen Rong went to the equipment field and did a few sets of exercises on the single and double bars. He easily did more than 20 pull-ups in one breath, which made Chen Rong very happy.

If you have this level during the assessment of the recruit company, you will definitely get a commendation, not to mention first place.

After a while, Chen Rong, who was doing pull-ups excitedly, suddenly felt his body go limp and he fell off the horizontal bar because he lost his grip.

After two hours, the body index returned to its original level.

Chen Rong got up from the ground and immediately called out the panel:
【Physical fitness: Index 12】

[Skill - Housekeeping: Index 22]

[Skill-Fighting: Index 11]

[Skill-Shooting: Index 11]

"The physical fitness index has increased!" Chen Rong looked at the data above and confirmed his previous guess in his heart.

Strengthening exercise can improve the index!

I just exercised for an hour and my physical fitness index increased by one point!

Thinking of this, Chen Rong immediately went back and changed into his physical training uniform. He planned to continue training in the afternoon. Anyway, he and Ma Shouliang were the only ones left in the base, and no one was watching them.

It was not until dinner time that Chen Rong finished his training and returned to the dormitory exhausted. Ma Shouliang was not there, he must have gone to the dog team.

Chen Rong couldn't wait to call out the panel, but the next moment he was frozen in place.

The data on the panel is exactly the same as before. The number in the physical fitness column is still 12, with no change.

"What's going on? I've been training for an entire afternoon, but the index hasn't changed at all! It was obvious that it would increase a little in an hour at noon."

Suddenly, Chen Rong was stunned, and he thought of a possibility.

The reason why the index changes at noon is because his training intensity is high.

At that time, he was exercising with a body index of 22. It seemed that he had only trained for an hour, but the effect was more effective than training for a whole afternoon when the body index was 12!
"Chen Rong, it's time to eat!"

Ma Shouliang appeared at the door with a lunch box, interrupting Chen Rong's thoughts.

"I saw you were still training hard in the equipment field, so I didn't call you and went straight to get you some food. Come eat!"

"Thank you, squad leader!" Chen Rong quickly took the lunch box, feeling a little touched.

"What are you thanking me for? It's just a piece of cake. You eat first, I'll help digest the food." After saying this, Ma Shouliang started taking a walk in the open space in front of the door.

After strolling around twice, Ma Shouliang stood still and slowly performed a set of boxing techniques.

Chen Rong, who was eating, was curious when he saw this scene. He came to the door with his lunch box and asked, "Squad leader, what kind of boxing are you doing?"

"Isn't this what the army teaches? Don't you know how to do it?"

"No, this is not the enemy-capturing fist, right?" Chen Rong shook his head.

The boxing style that Ma Shouliang performed included not only punches, kicks, palms and claws, but also many wrestling and fighting moves, and there were even some moves that Chen Rong couldn't even name. It was much more complicated than the enemy-capturing boxing.

"Oh! I forgot that this set of boxing has been banned in the army. No wonder you don't know it." Ma Shouliang slapped his forehead and said with a smile:

"This set of boxing is called the Eighteen Black Dragon Hands!"

(End of this chapter)