Reborn as an Armed Police Officer: I Became an All-Round Soldier King Through Duty

Ding Fanyu was also working on it, watching Zhou Heng as he worked.

There's no way he couldn't be inferior to Zhou Heng!

"Time's up!"

"stop!"

The examiner pressed the stopwatch.

"Zhou Heng, a soldier on duty at the First Squadron, did 75 sit-ups!"

Zhang Wei immediately smiled.

"Can!"

Zhou Heng sat up and rubbed his stomach; this was much more tiring than sit-ups.

Soon it was Ding Fanyu's turn.

"Ding Fanyu, a soldier from the Second Middle School on duty, did 76 sit-ups!"

Ding Fanyu lay down on the mat and took a deep breath.

Won!

A slight smile finally appeared on his face.

Although it's just one subject,

But at least he wasn't completely dominated by Zhou Heng the whole time.

His class monitor nodded as well.

"Sure, the 3000 meters is your strong suit."

"come on!"

Ding Fanyu looked towards Zhou Heng, and Zhou Heng also looked towards him.

Zhou Hengchong then nodded to him.

No one objected.

As expected.

Ding Fanyu's smile froze for a moment.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

He fought tooth and nail to win one item, but Zhou Heng seemed not to care about it at all.

This feeling...

It's really painful!

The fourth item,

Three thousand meters.

This is the most grueling event in the five-athlete military sports competition.

Especially since I've already completed three tests, my body isn't at its best anymore.

It all comes down to perseverance!

The examination venue was moved to the brigade's training ground track, and the people from several squadrons stood at the starting line in batches.

Zhang Wei called several people from the First Squadron on duty aside.

Listen carefully.

"Just three laps, you've all run them, so keep your pace."

"Don't just follow others and rush in, understand?"

Everyone nodded.

"clear."

Zhou Heng also started moving his ankles; he had run across the brigade's training ground.

I know what I'm doing.

not far away,

Other squadrons are also making preparations.

Ding Fanyu was still staring at Zhou Heng when his class monitor came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Run the 3000 meters at your own pace."

Don't let others influence you!

Ding Fanyu paused for a moment.

"Squad leader, I know."

He said he knew, but his eyes were still fixed on Zhou Heng.

Number one, red bib number.

It's an eyesore no matter how you look at it.

The examiner raises a flag.

"On your marks!"

Everyone stood on the line, and the entire arena was silent.

"Ready~!"

"Walk!"

The whistle blew.

A group of people rushed out instantly.

Ding Fanyu got off to a fast start.

He had intended to slow down, but he couldn't help but catch up with the person in front.

But Zhou Heng didn't try to get a front seat.

For something like 3,000 meters, you definitely can't just rush ahead of others.

The first lap went by very quickly.

The second lap,

The first few riders who were initially very aggressive have started to lose speed as they prepare for the final lap.

Ding Fanyu was still ahead.

He was indeed running fast, and his strides were long.

But by the second lap, he felt his breathing becoming labored.

He wanted to slow down the pace a bit.

But the red number one behind him seemed to be constantly chasing him.

He didn't want to be caught!

But Zhou Heng had already started to accelerate from behind.

Before the second lap was even halfway over, Zhou Heng overtook him from the outside.

Ding Fanyu had already heard it when it passed by on the outer edge.

When Zhou Heng overtook him from the outer circle, his expression remained calm, without any provocation or other intention.

He instinctively wanted to increase his speed, but his body couldn't keep up.

It was only then that he truly realized the gap between Zhou Heng and himself.

Has Heng been on fire this week?

After finishing the second lap,

Zhou Heng has surpassed everyone before him.

The examiner standing next to him also shouted loudly:

"Last lap!"

"We need to speed things up!"

Upon hearing that it was the last lap, some people started to accelerate.

With the red number one at the front, they can try their best to catch up.

But no matter how hard they chased,

The red number 1 is still at the very front.

Ding Fanyu also gritted his teeth and chased after it for a while.

The more they chased, the more desperate they became.

Zhou Heng's figure steadily receded into the distance.

This feeling is the most unpleasant.

You're working hard too,

But the gap just keeps widening.

His class monitor reminded him from the side:

"Ding Fanyu!"

"Stop chasing, keep your own pace!"

Ding Fanyu gritted his teeth and nodded.

Zhou Heng definitely can't catch up now, so he needs to maintain his current performance!

The last 500 meters

Zhou Heng truly began to accelerate and sprint, and those who had been desperately trying to keep up could no longer keep up.

The finish line is getting closer and closer.

The last 100 meters

People on the sidelines had already started watching him.

Red No. 1

The first one to rush back!

"come on!"

"Charge!"

Some of the examiners nearby couldn't help but cheer him on.

"Run faster!"

"Hurry up!"

"He crossed the finish line!"

The examiner pressed the stopwatch the instant the car passed.

"The first one!"

"10 minutes and 29 seconds!"

After crossing the finish line, Zhou Heng took a few steps forward before bending over to support his knees, and the medic next to him quickly came over to help him.

A perfect score is 11 minutes and 30 seconds for the 3000 meters.

I never expected this new recruit to run a time of 10 minutes and 29 seconds.

This result,

Even in motor vehicles, this is rarely seen!

Shocked, the examiner also gave the others a wink.

Good grades are good,

But it has to be true first!

As Zhou Heng slowly adjusted his movements, the others gradually crossed the line.

Afterwards, Ding Fanyu gritted his teeth and ran the last section. After crossing the finish line, he was so weak that he could barely stand.

After the medic helped him to the side, he began to dry heave.

He kept his eyes on Zhou Hengzhui, and his own rhythm had long been disrupted.

Soon everyone returned.

After catching his breath, the examiner collected the score sheet.

After checking each person's progress, they checked the video recordings to confirm that everyone had run three laps before announcing the results.

"Station by scores!"

"First place, number one!"

"Second place, Green Seven!"

.....

"Ninth place, number five!"

Ding Fanyu walked to his seat, panting, and waited for everyone to be in position before the examiners began tallying the scores.

"First place, 10 minutes and 29 seconds!"

"Name, organization."

"Report!"

Zhou Heng stood very straight.

"Zhou Heng, a soldier on duty at the First Company!"

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

Private 10 minutes and 29 seconds, what kind of beast is this?

Zhang Wei stood in the line, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

see it?

These are the people from our First Squadron!

Behind the first row, Ding Fanyu was squatting on the ground.

When he heard Zhou Heng's results, he no longer showed any sign of dissatisfaction.

If he could console himself with his condition, performance, or strengths and weaknesses in the previous events, there's not much to say about his 3000-meter result.

Unable to compete

We really can't compare.

Is this week's recruit training camp just putting on a show for him?

Did Bao Cheng already know this beforehand, which is why he chose those three?

Are Li Meng and Fang Lin just as formidable?

When did they start practicing?

Just as he was thinking, his class monitor patted him on the back.

"Stop squatting, stand up."