Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 85: The duo competes again
As the old saying goes, sharpening your sword before the battle will make it shine even if it is not bright. For subjects like the 400-meter obstacle race, I chose to practice extra in the middle of the night.

Chen Mo always feels panic-stricken and at a loss.

Except that I suddenly reflected on myself and felt that I was not working hard enough when I was at the scene just now.

In fact, after returning to the dormitory, Chen Mo calmed down.

Lying on the bed and staring at the upper bunk, he began to recall the performance of Mobu's top players in the elimination round.

Since I couldn't sleep, I decided to think about what to do next.

The elimination rounds are over, and next comes the competition between the two units for first place in all individual subjects.

The difficulty, there is no doubt about it, is much higher than the knockout round.

Because the requirements for the knockout rounds are relatively simple, all you need to do is compete on your physical foundation, while the subsequent subjects all depend on your foundation.

It's six o'clock sharp in the morning.

Chen Mo was lying on the bed, feeling a little drowsy, and his eyelids hadn't even closed for a while.

The wake-up whistle sounded outside.

"Beep-beep."

"get up!!"

"After washing up in ten minutes, tie your belt, put on your hat, and assemble. We'll be quick."

"Those on duty in each class, please come and report to me after washing up."

The whistle sounded and the entire military camp began to wake up.

Lao Pao climbed up from the bed, raised his hand and rubbed his brow, and instructed: "Feng Junling, you will be on duty today. The place for washing up is just outside the dormitory, about 70 or 80 meters straight ahead. You will see it there."

"The toilet is over there too. The deputy squad leader should lead the team faster so as not to waste time."

"Yes!!"

The infrastructure of the Wohuwan military camp is somewhat similar to the structure of residential buildings in state-owned factories in the 1960s and 1970s.

There is only one place to get water in an area.

Fortunately, the venue is open-air and covers a large area. It has a cement trough and a row of water pipes wrapped in tattered clothes, probably to prevent freezing.

The conditions are so difficult that it is hard to describe.

But at least it didn't kill the well, which is good enough.

After Chen Mo took the people from Class 8 to wash up, they returned to the dormitory.

I saw Cheng Dong gathering the participants from the second company.

He also ran over quickly.

After two elimination matches yesterday, there were originally 73 recruits from the Second Company who participated in the competition. Now, there are only nine people left who have number plates and can continue to participate.

There are twelve classes in the second company, and Class Eight takes up two of them, so the remaining seven people can't even make up one class.

No wonder the class leaders were trying to grab people in advance yesterday. How could they not?

Because the Second Company had to undergo a week-long reorganization, it fell behind other companies step by step. If it were not for Xiucai, the pillar of the team, the Second Company would probably be the worst performing unit among the eight new recruit companies in the two brigades.

However, Cheng Dong didn't feel too embarrassed.

Because the other companies of the 82th Brigade were not much stronger, there were not many privates participating in the competition, with the largest number being only fifteen, which was not even as high as the average number of participants from the nd Brigade.

Watching the team line up, Cheng Dong put his hands on his hips, stared at everyone and said loudly: "Tell me, you are the only ones left in our second company."

"I don't care how you performed in previous training sessions, but today, everyone must be fully prepared. Don't be a coward."

"If I see anyone failing, I'll skin you alive. Especially the scholar. You have to be extremely motivated in today's competition and strive to take back first place. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Captain."

Chen Mo took the lead in responding.

There was no further explanation, just repeated instructions on various matters on the field, until the other company gathered and started to go to eat.

Cheng Dongcai announced the disbandment.

The new recruits from the two brigades were gathered together, and there was a competition in the middle, so the pre-dinner song was a large-scale battle.

The whole process took about twenty minutes. The eight companies smelled the fragrance of food at the canteen door and sang loudly at the top of their lungs.

The sounds came one after another, competing with each other.

The new recruits of the 7th Armored Brigade learned a very uniform song, all singing "One, Two, Three, Four". The motorized infantry side was quite conservative, learning "Returning from Target Practice".

If we only talk about the tone and the effect of shouting, Chen Mo feels that the new recruits of the 7th Brigade should be better, mainly because most of the lyrics are slogans.

The movement can be done.

In terms of momentum, the Mobu side was much inferior to them. Anyway, when Chen Mo and the others were dismissed and taken into the cafeteria.

The Mobu group continued to sing until their voices were hoarse, but they didn't announce their disbandment.

The joy of collective victory also allowed Chen Mo and his friends to have a delicious breakfast.

But I had breakfast.

Everyone followed the crowd and arrived at the 400-meter obstacle course.

Although the number of participants today is far less than yesterday, it is only one-fifth of the total number.

But the tense atmosphere only increased.

The veterans used white ash to mark a line around the perimeter of the field, including the starting position of the 400-meter obstacle race, which was re-marked in a regular pattern.

Qiao Chunfeng kept checking around the venue and driving away the privates who came to join in the fun.

"All squad leaders, please maintain discipline on the field. Comrades not participating, please stand back and stay away from the field. Do not disrupt the order of the competition."

"Comrades participating, please take this time to familiarize yourself with the venue. You will have half an hour to rest. When you hear the whistle, everyone must return to the waiting area immediately."

"Let me reiterate, the next event is the 400-meter steeplechase. A score under 1 minute 30 seconds is considered excellent, and 1 minute 45 seconds is considered a passing score."

"Then we'll count them as a group of twelve. Only the time will be recorded. At the end, the points will be awarded to the person who takes the least time. The scoring rules will remain the same, and only the top thirty will receive extra points."

"Next up is the bomb drop and the 30-meter tactical crawl. The venues are all over here. After the 400-meter obstacle course, you can proceed to the next event without waiting."

"Hurry up and get familiar with it."

When Chen Mo heard that he could familiarize himself with the obstacle course, he did not delay. He took Li Zhiang with him and the two of them walked straight to the track closest to them.

Start getting familiar with the obstacle course here.

What can I say about the 400-meter obstacle course? Although the setting at Wohu Bay is also old-fashioned and there is no ladder, the obstacles are almost the same, just a few.

But if you have a chance to see the venue, you should still take a look.

This item takes many aspects into consideration, not just physical fitness, but also reaction, endurance, and all aspects involved in the final result are calculated in seconds.

A sudden change of location or some minor changes are enough to affect your grades.

We had just finished breakfast, so we were given half an hour to digest the food and get familiar with the venue. The arrangement was quite reasonable.

In fact, Chen Mo always felt that.

He himself behaved quite properly and was very low-key.

But sometimes, when people stand in a high position, they are more likely to "attract bees and butterflies", and this cannot be avoided by keeping a low profile.

He was leading Li Zhiang and had just put his hand on the side of the high wall, ready to shake it to check whether the wooden board was solid.

On the 82nd Brigade side, Wu Mengxue, Wang Hongbo, Zhang Xiangkun, Li Xingkuan, and seven or eight privates who looked familiar but whose names could not be remembered surrounded them.

“Scholar!!”

Zhang Xiangkun spoke first, acting as if he knew everyone well.

Originally, Chen Mo was in a pretty good mood. He just wanted to compete and win first place based on his own ability. He had basically dealt with the top players in the crowd, so that was it.

I don't plan to stick with them anymore.

Seeing a few people coming over like a dog-skin plaster, Chen Mo glanced at them unhappily, then looked at Zhang Xiangkun: "You belong to the cucumber sign, right?"

"What cucumber?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiangkun was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "Don't interrupt me. We heard that you can handle 100 mortar barrels in a -meter obstacle course."

"A few of us want to compete with you."

"How to compare?" Chen Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the few people.

"You can just go on stage in the first group like us later. Do you dare?"

Zhang Xiangkun spoke with great confidence. Beside him, Li Xingkuan, Wu Mengxue and others remained silent. It was obvious that they had discussed it privately and elected Zhang Xiangkun as their representative. This was another collective declaration of war.

This situation is difficult to avoid.

After all, after the elimination round, only these few people can actually get a ranking.

Now that he has won the first place in two games and has the highest individual score, it is normal for him to be targeted.

"not so good."

Chen Mo shook his head and looked at everyone with some surprise, even a hint of annoyance.

Chen Mo didn't bother to argue with them any further. He simply looked up and pointed to where Qiao Chunfeng and the company commanders were in the distance. He said, "Can you guys guarantee that you'll all go on stage together?"

"I'm sure it's fine for me, but you might not be."

"Before you come here to issue a challenge, go to your squad leader and company commander to apply first. Wait for approval before coming to me."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiangkun glared. "There are only twelve tracks for the 400-meter obstacle course, so a group of twelve people can run."

"Why can't we just be one batch?"

He didn't understand what Chen Mo said, but someone next to him did.

Wu Mengxue lowered his head and thought for a moment, then pulled Zhang Xiangkun, the "spokesperson," and said to Chen Mo, "Scholar, we'll come back to you later."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Xiangkun to ask any more questions, Wu Mengxue grabbed a few people and left. Seeing the group coming quickly and leaving even faster, Li Zhiang said with a somewhat dull expression, "Deputy Squad Leader, I think that guy surnamed Zhang is right."

"There are only twelve courts here. If they play with you, no one will mind."

"No, I will definitely take care of it."

After looking at the high wall, Chen Mo walked to the single-plank bridge, stepped on it and tried walking on it, then jumped off and clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Haven't you heard a story?"

"You can't put your eggs in one basket."

"The numbers on these guys are all very early, almost all in single digits. If we arrange all the top students in the first batch, what will happen to the batches after that?"

"We can't just send all the good results to the next round. Competitions also have to consider overall morale. It's like playing cards. You wouldn't throw away two kings and four twos on the first hand."

"Even if the purpose of the competition is to compete for first place, the process should also be considered. Soldiers who usually perform well should play a leading role and should not be allowed to mess around."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, when he looked at Li Zhiang, he found that the boy was smiling happily with his lips pursed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Li Zhiang grinned: "I just understood why the squad leader and the company commander like to call you scholar."

"Deputy squad leader, if I go to the third squad and move to the next company, it would be nice for you to be the clerk. We are still in the same company."

"I think the soldiers from the 82nd Brigade who perform well are quite united. Every time, several of them come to you together."

Hear this statement.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment and did not explain any further.

Is that their unity?
It was obvious that they had seen their own press release and discussed it with each other for a long time. If someone from the 82nd Brigade was suddenly commended by the military region.

Then the Seventh Brigade will definitely organize themselves spontaneously and want to see how powerful the person who has been awarded is on the field.

This kind of unity has little to do with training or the requirements of cadres, it is entirely due to pressure.

Of course, Chen Mo didn't say anything like that in detail. He just rolled up his sleeves and began to try to climb over several obstacles.

Warm up in advance.

far away.

Following Chen Mo's reminder, several people from the 82nd Brigade actually went to ask their respective company commanders after returning.

As expected, no company commander allowed them to play at the same time, even if the reason was to outshine the scholar.

According to the common conclusion reached by the company commanders, only two soldiers with good performance in the brigade can go on the field at a time, even if it is delayed, it must be delayed until the last batch is finished.

After all, the new recruits don’t know anything and just know how to fight.

But the company commander is different. They all saw how Chen Mo performed yesterday. For a soldier like him, they would send all the best soldiers to fight him to the death.

It’s okay if you win, but what if you lose?
It would be easy to tell whether a group won or lost within the same group, which would dampen the morale of the entire brigade in the subsequent competition. We couldn't let them mess around like that.

Unfortunately, the scholar’s ​​prediction came true again.

Zhang Xiangkun put his hands on his hips and looked at Chen Mo running in the distance. His face was wrinkled like an egg skin and he said angrily: "Damn, this scholar is really weird."

"How did he know the company commander wouldn't let us go? We just agreed on this, what should we do? Who will go first?"

"Let me do it."

Wu Mengxue thought about it and spoke first.

Seeing him take the initiative, the others gave up fighting for it. Zhang Xiangkun frowned and said with a frustrated look on his face: "Lao Wu, you can go, but are you sure you can beat Xiucai?"

"He can carry 100 mortar barrels."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around him fell silent and the atmosphere became a little stuffy.

How can I not feel suffocated?

If a dozen or so top-notch guys suddenly popped up from the 7th Armored Brigade, that would be easy. They could just call over the guys and have a few satisfying fights with the other side.

If you lose, you lose. At least you can feel at ease. If you are not as skilled as others, what is there to say?

The problem is, there is only one of them.

A group of them study one person every day and still can't do anything about it. Anyone would feel frustrated if they were in this situation.

Wu Mengxue looked up at Chen Mo who was still practicing. If it was before yesterday, if he was asked whether he could win, he would definitely win.

But now, he was unsure. Daring to fight was one thing, but being sure of winning was another.

"Let's practice first. We'll know whether we can win or not later."

After saying that, Wu Mengxue rolled up his sleeves, walked to the venue next to Chen Mo, and started practicing.

Seeing Lao Wu so calm, Zhang Xiangkun raised his hand to scratch his cheek, looked at Li Xingkuan beside him, and asked in confusion: "He just said let's practice first, what does that mean?"

"Can I be better than a scholar, or not?"

"You don't understand this?" Li Xingkuan raised his hand and patted his forehead, glancing at Zhang Xiangkun speechlessly: "Old Wu's meaning is very clear, that is, practice first."

After Li Xingkuan finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the nearest venue, even though they were very familiar with the place.

But he was only eighteen or nineteen years old after all. He had witnessed the scholar's ability yesterday, and just now someone had guessed the company commander's thoughts.

These things have invisibly disrupted their respective confidence.

Zhang Xiangkun stood there for a while, scratched his head, turned around and went back to practice without saying anything.

The next time they issued a challenge, they disappeared without a trace. No one came to inform these bastards who would be the next to take the stage.

However, Chen Mo could guess it.

Five or six meters away from him, Wu Mengxue, except for not running the 100 meters on the way out and back, was now circling the turning pole and practicing very hard.

At first glance, this is the main force of the first batch.

The thirty minutes of preparation time ended quickly.

Accompanied by the sound of loud whistles, the privates who were familiarizing themselves with the venue left in unison.

There were twelve people in each group, and the company did not stipulate who would go on stage in which group. In this field that Chen Mo was familiar with, people from the 82nd Brigade had already stood at the starting point and had started stretching their limbs.

Be prepared for the first game.

Suddenly he saw Wu Mengxue standing next to him. Xiucai was walking towards him on the runway. He was stunned for a moment, then consciously took a few steps back and turned his head to see that there was no other space.

He immediately turned around and ran back to the waiting area to make room for Xiucai.

There was no way. After yesterday's elimination match, no one would be so stubborn as to fight for the venue with two "beasts" for no reason.

As Chen Mo stood at the starting line, shoulder to shoulder a few meters away, Wu Mengxue also bent over and prepared to start.

The two kings came together again and quickly attracted the attention of the privates watching from the rear, including the company commanders.

After all, compared to other people's performance.

It is definitely this kind of competition among top students that is more interesting.

A veteran walked to the starting point, holding the timer and record book.

Chen Mo was also ready to start the race. He had already seen that in terms of explosive power, Wu Mengxue was definitely stronger than him, and not just a little bit stronger.

But when it comes to endurance, the opponent is not so good, and the 400-meter obstacle race happens to be something where both of these two factors are very important.

Chen Mo was not completely sure that he could win.

But it doesn’t matter, just try your best. Besides, the final result is not determined by one or two wins or losses.

It's a comprehensive plus.

"boom!"

The starting gun fired.

Chen Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, pushed the ground with his right foot, and all the muscles in his body tensed up in an instant. With a "whoosh", he rushed out like a heavy artillery piece.

The two of them still walked side by side, even though there was a few meters between them, they still attracted the attention of the crowd behind them.

Wu Mengxue is also quite fast. Top students have their own pride. Losing two games to Xiucai will not make him really admit defeat.

When he was sprinting at full speed, it was obvious that after fifty meters, his figure had surpassed the scholar by half a meter.

It's just half a meter.

The soldiers of the 82nd Brigade in the rear were so excited. Finally, there was hope.

It is obvious that their training is harder and the requirements in all aspects are higher. After losing two games in a row, they almost lost all confidence.

The 400-meter obstacle race is hope.

"Come on, Meng Xue, kill Xiucai!!"

"We must kill him."

Zhang Xiangkun shouted excitedly.

On the other side of the Seventh Brigade, Yang Dali was looking for dirt and rocks everywhere, intending to go over and shut the bastard's mouth.

Gradually, the 100-meter sprint was about to end. Wu Mengxue was still trying his best and he had already left Xiucai nearly two meters behind.

He felt that he had not experienced this kind of satisfaction of being in the lead for a long time.

Chen Mo, who was lagging behind, was not in a hurry.

How long had Wu Mengxue been running the obstacle course? Only a month at most.

How long have you been in contact with Chen Mo?
Sometimes experience is really the key to victory. A 100-meter sprint is indeed impressive, but it does not mean that you cannot overtake.

Being good at starting, taking steps, and being able to retract steps were the conclusions he came to after carrying a cannon in his previous life.

The chance to overtake lies in going around the turning pole and stepping onto the five-step pile.

That was the best time.

(End of this chapter)