Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 64 The Benchmark Has Been Set

Chen Mo considered himself a veteran of the battlefield. He had been in the military camp for many years and had come into contact with all kinds of veterans.

But for someone like Lao Pao, the load-bearing capacity is at least 20 kilograms.

I ran seven laps along the training track, nearly three kilometers, without getting red in the face or out of breath, and I always kept the same speed as him.

The posture was just like strolling in the garden while eating and drinking.

This kind of person is really rare, and this is mainly the state shown by Lao Pao.

This is too disrespectful to the difficulty of the five-kilometer armed race.

Chen Mo finally understood why so many squad leaders of the Second Company, whenever they stood in front of Lao Pao, would tremble like mice seeing a cat.

It turns out that this is not a question of who has more seniority, but that Lao Pao is just too powerful.

I guess these veterans in the reconnaissance company have been tortured by old guns a lot, otherwise they wouldn't be so afraid of him.

"Scholar, try harder, the old man is almost dying."

An old soldier from the training team stood there smiling and adding fuel to the fire.

Hearing this statement again.

If Chen Mo hadn't considered that he would get a stitch in the side if he spoke at this time, he would have to spit at the other person.

These old soldiers are really evil-minded.

"Just stay focused and don't worry about what they say. If you're so easily distracted in the competition, you won't be able to win."

"Concentrate on your breathing and follow your own rhythm."

As soon as Lao Pao finished speaking and asked him to steady his breathing, he took the initiative and rushed to the front.

The two people competing suddenly changed their order, and the noisy noises around them gradually died down.

In the last two kilometers, it seems that Lao Pao is going to take it seriously.

"Shut the fuck up, everyone! Anyone who makes any more noise can go back to their own company."

"Every class, look at this scholar and then look at yourselves. We all entered the camp on the same day, so why is there such a big gap?"

Cheng Dong first scolded the old soldier who came to join in the fun, and then taught a lesson to the new recruits in his own company.

But he himself had no sense of quietness. He jogged around the edge of the track, trying his best to keep his eyes on the two people on the track.

Chen Mo had to admit that it was quite stressful to have a bunch of people staring at him while he was running.

Especially the old man who had accompanied him for half the race, suddenly accelerated and almost disrupted his running rhythm.

"Come on, class vice-chairman."

Three meters away, Yang Dali, Feng Junling, and Zhu Gaituan clenched their fists, cheering in low voices with anxious expressions.

It’s difficult for them to be the squad leader, now it all depends on Chen Mo.

Twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters.
Lao Pao's speed was getting faster and faster, continuously widening the distance between the two.

This time, Cheng Dong didn't even need to remind him, as none of the veterans around him were making a fuss.

The prerequisite for them to join in the fun is that the new recruits are running in front, or when two are running side by side, they can give encouragement.

But if the veterans rush to the front, they will have to consider the condition of the new recruits.

Staring at the figure in front of him that was getting faster and faster, Chen Mo assessed his own situation. He knew very well that it was unwise for him to exert force at this time.

When he started running just now, he deliberately sped up because he wanted to disrupt the old man's rhythm with his own rhythm.

Who would have thought that his little tricks didn't work at all. Lao Pao didn't buy it at all. He was even more ruthless and suddenly sped up in the middle of the race.

Instead, it almost broke Chen Mo's rhythm.

"If you can't compete with explosive power, the best you can do is compete with endurance."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, and under everyone's gaze, he did not choose to speed up to catch up.

Instead, he lowered his head, stayed as close to the inner circle as possible, and moved forward step by step at his own pace.

He did this to avoid sudden acceleration, which would cause breathing disorders and directly lead to physical imbalance, causing him to be left further behind.

Eight laps, nine laps, ten laps.

The distance between the two also increased from 40 meters at the beginning to 50 meters and 60 meters.

Finally, the thirteenth lap was over.

Chen Mo was left behind by nearly 18 meters. Lao Pao stood at the finish line and looked at the timer which showed: 47:66:.

After taking a glance, he didn't press stop, but just stood there waiting for Chen Mo.

When the timer reached 19:34:12, Chen Mo crossed the finish line, backpack on his back. Running a full five kilometers in nineteen and a half minutes was already quite good, especially considering Chen Mo's elbow and leg injuries from the tactical climb had somewhat impacted his condition.

Welcoming the returning figure.

Lao Pao smiled slightly as he was about to announce the results.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo, who should have stopped, suddenly turned his head to look at him, grinning with difficulty and said, "Squad leader, I can't beat you in thirteen laps, but I still have strength."

"Can we race thirteen more laps?"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, without waiting for Lao Pao's response, he continued to run ahead alone.

That figure.

There is no decadence after failure, but rather a sense of persistence.

So persistent that he won't give up until he wins.

When Lao Pao heard this, he was stunned.

Including the new and old soldiers who were watching the excitement nearby, after finding out that Xiucai had lost, although they had expected this result, they still couldn't help but sigh.

But when they noticed that Chen Mo did not stop after crossing the finish line, many people were stunned.

Some people think that the scholar cannot afford to lose, while others think that he is just trying to attract attention.

But more people think that the scholar is brave and unwilling to admit defeat.

Although many people did not hear what Chen Mo said to Lao Pao just now, they could guess it by looking at the situation on the field.

Watching Lao Pao put away the timer again, he caught up with the pace again and chased after him.

The scene of the competition just now was re-enacted.

The eyes of the new recruits who were watching the excitement around them sparkled with brilliance again. Someone in the crowd was the first to shout, "Come on, scholars, beat the veterans!"

The sound broke out instantly.

The entire training ground was filled with cheers.

Perhaps they were not cheering for Chen Mo anymore, but were cheering for the new recruits who dared to challenge the veterans in this way, and were cheering for this hearty bravery.

But it doesn’t matter. The figure running on the track could be Chen Mo, or of course it could be them.

Listening to the deafening cheers all around, Cheng Dong raised his hand and scratched his scalp and said with a smile: "This scholar is not bad, he is very popular among the new recruits."

"He has set a good example."

When Huo Linshan heard this, he was also very happy. Life in the military camp was actually quite boring. It was great to have such a new recruit to boost the morale of the whole company.

It’s definitely a good thing.

Fatty Huo glanced at the excited recruits in the second company and was about to look for Chen Mo.

I accidentally saw a military green jeep slowly driving towards me on the main road next to the training ground.

"broken!!"

Huo Linshan was familiar with the car of the political commissar of the brigade headquarters. They had even discussed it during their rectification and believed that the political commissar would definitely come to the company to inspect the situation.

But I didn’t expect that the tactical week had just begun and not even the morning had passed, so how come they were already here?

No one at the headquarters informed us in advance, and now the four companies have stopped training and are here to join in the fun.

While Huo Linshan was hesitating, the vehicles had already stopped.

A thin figure came down from the back seat and stopped to look over here.

Without time to notify others, Huo Linshan quickly adjusted his military uniform and trotted towards the political commissar.

"Hey? Fatty Huo, why are you running?"

Cheng Dong, who was standing next to him, was watching the competition on the track with a grin on his face when he suddenly noticed someone jumping up and down in front of him.

He subconsciously glanced towards Huolin Mountain and saw the figure of the political commissar in the distance.

Old Cheng was also startled and quickly put on his hat.

He ran furiously, cursing, "Fatty, your damn political commissar is here, why didn't you tell me?"

"I just saw it too."

The two men rushed to He Guofeng in a hurry, stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, political commissar!!"

(End of this chapter)