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

What kind of "excellent" rating would I receive?

"It's you, it's you!"

"us?"

Fang Lin was puzzled.

"Class monitor, can we even get an award for this level?"

Although Li Meng didn't ask, his eyes were full of insecurity.

They could understand giving Zhou Heng an award for excellence.

But give them to them?

You can only say that anything is possible in dreams!

Seeing that the two of them couldn't understand at all, Bao Cheng was completely speechless.

"Are you two stupid?"

"You guys definitely have no chance of getting awards, but are awards the only thing at the end of the year?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin swallowed hard.

"Class monitor...you're not talking about class honor, are you?"

Bao Cheng glanced at him, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Zhou Heng's performance has already earned him a commendation, but it's unclear what level of merit the brigade will award him.

If the brigade awards Zhou Heng a third-class merit, then the detachment will award him a third-level commendation or a third-class merit.

Based on their class's performance,

He is 50% confident that he will win the third-class merit award this year!

Of course, this is subject to certain conditions.

To receive a third-class merit award, everyone in the class must have a good year-end performance evaluation!

"Fang Lin, Li Meng, I know your true skill level!"

As he said this, Bao Cheng glanced at Zhou Heng almost unintentionally.

He was indeed "deceived" by Zhou Heng.

But he was absolutely certain that he hadn't misjudged Fang Lin and Li Meng!

"A third-class merit award can be recorded in your personnel file."

"This is an honor!"

"It will be of great help to your future development."

"But this thing isn't like cabbage; you can't just pick it whenever you want."

"Last year, only four platoons were awarded third-class merit, out of ten squadrons. With so many platoons vying for just four, you can imagine the competition!"

"but!"

"If the three of you can achieve a 'good' grade at the end of the year, our class will have a chance to win the third-class merit award!"

"real?"

Their eyes lit up immediately.

"Can you really take it?"

"You can't understand me, can you?"

Bao Cheng said irritably:

"What's there to get so excited about?"

"I said there's a chance, do you understand what a chance is?"

"If your grades don't meet the requirements, forget about opportunities, you won't get a single chance!"

The two of them finally quieted down.

But his eyes were still full of hope for the future.

Isn't that good enough?

For the third-class merit award of the class

It's done!

.....

Twenty minutes later.

Fang Lin, clutching the muzzle of the gun, was panting like a dead dog.

"Class monitor!"

"This won't do, class monitor!"

"I'm going to die!"

Zhou Heng was also panting heavily.

Although his body had undergone basic enhancement, he still struggled greatly with the armed five-kilometer run.

Yes,

Five kilometers armed!

Zhou Heng had a bad feeling when Huangshan didn't let him take off his gear.

He was right!

Putting on nearly 30 pounds of equipment...

That taste was absolutely awful!

"Class monitor!"

"Squad leader, I really can't run anymore!"

Hang in there!

Bao Cheng grabbed Fang Lin and Li Meng with both hands.

"This isn't an assessment, it doesn't count towards the grade!"

"Don't stop!"

"Keep going and finish the run!"

"Persistence is victory!"

"Class monitor, I don't want to work hard anymore, please let me go!"

Bao Cheng's face darkened.

"Bullshit!"

"Look at Zhou Heng, isn't he persisting as well?"

"Put your guns on!"

"Keep up!"

'Phew~'

Zhou Heng was indeed gritting his teeth and persevering.

Unlike running in the air, when running in armor, all the gear on your body will 'sway' back and forth, such as your gun and water bottle.

It greatly affects my running frequency, making me feel increasingly uncomfortable the more I run!

Zhou Heng could only hold the gun with one hand.

Swing your other arm.

Otherwise I'll really collapse from exhaustion!

Sun Hao, who was next to him, was running and shouting as he ran.

"come on!"

"Don't go!"

"Run!"

"You'll get the rhythm!"

Li Meng's face had turned pale.

He now feels that the gear on his back doesn't weigh 30 pounds.

It weighs 300 jin!

With every step I took, it felt like my whole body was being hit with a hammer.

Chest tightness,

Legs weak

Myasthenia gravis,

My throat tasted like rust.

The third-class merit award is indeed very tempting.

But running five kilometers in full gear is really deadly!

Fang Lin wasn't much better off.

"Class monitor..."

"I really can't run anymore..."

"How about we practice again tomorrow?"

"tomorrow?"

Bao Cheng didn't let go; he looked at Fang Lin and asked,

"Are you on duty tomorrow afternoon?"

Fang Lin stopped talking, because he really did have a sentry duty the next afternoon!

"Class monitor..."

"Don't shout!"

"Otherwise, even if you have a shift tomorrow afternoon, I'll relieve you!"

"On guard duty?"

"Only those with good physical fitness can stand!"

"Keep up!"

"yes!"

Zhou Heng followed behind Bao Cheng, keeping pace with Bao Cheng's rhythm.

Although he was also exhausted, he was in much better condition than Fang Lin and Li Meng.

Basic physical enhancement is indeed useful.

If it were the old him, running around in this outfit until now, his soul would probably have left his body by now!

Running 5 kilometers with full gear and running 5 kilometers with light gear are completely different things.

Running with light gear only tires out your legs and lungs.

Running in full gear is exhausting for your whole body!

To achieve good results,

Physical fitness is one thing, but willpower is even more important.

We cannot fall behind.

We can't leave.

As long as you can persevere

There's still hope of passing!

After running for a while,

Seeing that the new recruits had reached their limit, Sun Hao decided not to continue. If they kept running, they probably wouldn't even be able to eat dinner tonight!

"The last 500 meters!"

"Don't stop!"

"Get your steps moving!"

Upon hearing Sun Hao's words, Bao Cheng quickened his pace.

Hang in there!

"We'll be there soon!"

"Take the first step!"

Fang Lin almost burst into tears upon hearing this.

"Class monitor..."

"It really won't work!"

"It's really not working..."

Bao Cheng sneered.

"no?"

"In the military, there's no such thing as 'can't'!"

"If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it has to work!"

"Can we run or not?"

"Don't run, I'll help you!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin felt a chill run down his spine.

Bao Cheng's so-called help is definitely not a good thing!

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to take half a step forward.

Li Meng also sped up a bit.

Zhou Heng took a deep breath, then swung the gun back a little.

step,

Two steps,

three steps,

.....

Zhou Heng gritted his teeth and quickened his pace again, passing Bao Cheng. Fang Lin's eyes widened at the sight!

He still has the strength?

Did this guy eat grass?!

In the final 300 meters, Zhou Heng overtook the recruits one by one, and the only sounds in the world were panting and footsteps.

The equipment swayed on his body.

The gun sling was digging into my shoulders and making them ache.

The grip on the gun rubbed against itself, and sweat trickled down my back, sending waves of burning pain through me.

But Zhou Heng didn't stop!

He just stared intently at the finish line ahead.

We can't stop.

Can't stop!

"The last 100 meters!"

"accelerate!"

Sun Hao's voice rang out again.

Zhou Heng took a deep breath.

Leg power,

He grabbed the muzzle of the gun and pressed himself forward.

The last 50 meters

30 meters,

20 meters!

......

5 meters!

Zhou Heng could no longer hear anything.

All I could hear was the sound of the wind!