Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

The second-place finisher tried his best to catch up, but the gap only widened instead of narrowing. The moment the judges announced the results, not only the second-place finisher but everyone else was shocked.

The pace that was sprinting forward slowed down involuntarily. What to do? I can't beat them, I simply can't beat them.

Wu Liuyi was very excited after crossing the finish line. He clenched his fists and shouted loudly. Compared to academic exams, he was most good at military skills.

Even though he is now ranked first in academic subjects, after all, those bachelors and master's students have taught him a lot, he still prefers the feeling of sweating it out.

The observation area was also in an uproar. A colonel leading a team from the neighboring school shook his head and sighed, "How can we fight like this? We can't win at all, and judging from this student's current condition, he has no chance in other events either."

Another lieutenant colonel from another academy standing nearby also remarked, "Yes, these trainees are amazing. To achieve this in a five-kilometer armed cross-country run, you can imagine how well they will do in other subjects."

That's incredible! Which military unit did they come from? Have you heard of them before?

A colonel leading the team from Changshan Army Academy laughed heartily, "How about it, Lao Liu, Lao Li, isn't this student from our academy quite good?"

Hey, in previous years, you guys were always unconvinced, always saying that our students weren't that much ahead of you. How about this time, are you convinced now?

As for this cadet's background, I know very well. He's from the Long Live Army, a former member of the 7th Steel Company of the 702nd Regiment of the T Division. How about that? Envious?

Listening to the words of the colonel leading the team from Changshan Army Academy, Lao Liu and Lao Li felt as if they were being attacked in the heart. In previous years, although their students could not beat Changshan Army Academy in various competitions.

But at least no one broke the record or fell far behind, so they could casually say, "Well, you guys did pretty well, it's just a pity you didn't break the record."

Now we can't deny it. Look at those trainees who are still sprinting. Apart from Wu Liuyi, who has already finished, all the others in the first group, 40% to 50%, are trainees from Changshan Army Academy.

The reason why this is the only percentage is because these are the only students from Changshan Army Academy who participated in this course.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, the colonel leading the Changshan Army Academy team laughed heartily.

The following 400-meter obstacle course includes a full set of standard obstacles: high walls, low stake nets, log bridges, trenches, jumping platforms, and ladders. The entire course is timed and scored, and points will be deducted for any collisions, exceeding the time limit, or illegally touching the obstacle poles.

In previous years, many top students have lost points due to mental issues, such as losing balance on the balance beam or brushing against the low stake net.

As the assessment began, Wu Liuyi's performance was so outstanding that it drew constant praise.

It burst onto the scene from the start, crawling over the low stake net without its back touching it at all, then leaping over a two-meter-high wall to gain leverage and stepping across a log bridge with its body as steady as flat ground.

The entire routine was fluid and powerful, yet skillful, with no superfluous movements and no violations resulting in demerits.

All the students watching from the sidelines stood up and leaned forward. Some clenched their fists and counted quietly. When they saw him pass the test without any mistakes, they immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"It's so clean, there wasn't a single violation!"

"If I were to go, I would have to rub against the low-pile net at least three times; the difference is too great."

"It's more than just a gap; this is at least the strength of a group army's competition champion."

"Uh, looking at his movements, I'm a little desperate. There's no way to play this game. I was hoping to win an individual championship in this competition and get an award or a third-class merit, but now it's completely hopeless."

"Come on, with your record, even without such a strong opponent, you wouldn't have won the championship. The Changshan Army Academy students are still blocking your way; in every competition, they always dominate the top spots."

With Wu Liuyi finishing the competition, his time of one minute and twenty-eight seconds was announced, and Wu Liuyi once again won a singles championship by breaking the academy record.

By participating in two events and winning two individual championships, Wu Liuyi's demonstrated strength put increasing pressure on all the other participating students from various colleges.

Only the students from Changshan Army Academy remained calm. They had become accustomed to this crushing defeat over the past year, and the only thing that interested them was when Wu Liuyi would be able to break the record again.

The third event in the competition was the three-position hand grenade throwing distance and fixed-point throwing accuracy.

Bombs are thrown in sequence from standing, kneeling, and prone positions, requiring both distance and precise landing area.

Many trainees are good at throwing far but lack accuracy, and good at throwing accurately but lack power; most can only achieve one thing at a time.

Among the first few contestants, some achieved the required throwing distance and the projectile flew out of the target circle, while others had precise landing points but the throwing distance was the worst, resulting in a polarized score.

The referee on the sidelines, watching the trainees' performance, couldn't help but chat for a bit, "This subject relies heavily on feel; veterans have a much greater advantage than trainees."

"There's no way around it. The veterans have a lot of training, and the students recommended for admission are all veterans who have fought their way through the military. They all have some unique skills, but they struggle with the academic subjects."

"It's tough, but that's for other students who are recommended for admission. Wu Liuyi is also the top student in his grade in academic subjects."

Soon it was Wu Liuyi's turn to go on stage, and the previously noisy noise instantly quieted down.

As six Type 67 wooden-handled training rounds were launched one by one, all six live rounds landed precisely in the designated Zone 3 target positions, with no deviation whatsoever.

The scorer wrote down the score, and the third item was first place.

The top-performing athletes from both the domestic and international colleges in the observation area pursed their lips and whispered to their teammates, "First day, three events, first place in all three. This guy isn't here to compete, he's here to crush us."

"His strikes are controlled and precise, his movements clean and crisp. This guy is not only strong, but also very skilled." The referees and instructors from various colleges on the sidelines glanced at him. The lieutenant colonel leading the team from the neighboring college pointed at the tall, camouflaged figure on the field and whispered to his clerk, "His veteran background is amazing, my god."

During the break in the observation area, the trainees from each team gathered to discuss that Wu Liuyi had become the biggest dark horse of this competition.

Moreover, it wasn't just the observation area and participating students who were impressed; Wu Liuyi won all three subjects on the first day, and the news of him breaking records in two subjects spread to all the participating schools in an instant.

The following day, the five events of firearms, reconnaissance, and command were held in turn, and the atmosphere was electric. The observation area was packed with people, all waiting to see if Wu Liuyi could win all ten events he had signed up for.

The fourth event was precision shooting with automatic rifles, shooting from a prone position at a 100-meter chest ring target. There was a strong wind at the venue, around level four, which would significantly affect the shooting.

The wind could interfere with the trajectory, and several trainees who had shot had low scores. After the target inspection, the sidelines were filled with regret and sighs.