Enlisting for the second time, starting from the strongest

Chapter 91 Special Operations Brigade Quota (55)

Qian Ze and Wang Chen are exceptions.

Because Qian Ze wanted to compare Wang Chen’s five-kilometer speed after wearing a 30-pound weight-bearing sandbag.

So the attendant was asked to press the stopwatch in advance to start timing.

A company of recruits and veterans waited until the two men had finished half a lap before waving and setting off.

In the first lap, the recruits seemed very relaxed, talking and laughing.

The attendant looked at the stopwatch and saw that the first lap was completed in an average of five minutes.

By the second lap, something started to feel wrong.

Some recruits who were light in weight felt a little uncomfortable under the weight of these things on their bodies, and their breathing began to become rapid.

On the contrary, the recruits who originally looked fat and overweight were not that uncomfortable when carrying guns on their backs, but felt that there was not much difference.

But even these new recruits feel tired when they step forward.

"hurry up!"

"The second lap you just completed took five minutes and twenty seconds! If you continue at this speed, you will fail!"

The attendant couldn't help but urge.

The recruits were also moving very hard, but their legs felt like lead.

The model gun originally carried on his shoulder became very obstructive at this moment.

If you carry it on your back, it will get stuck on your shoulders, and it will be uncomfortable to hold in your hands. If it falls in your arms, it will affect your running, and it will hit your chest.

No matter how uncomfortable you put it.

By the time the third lap was completed, it took five minutes and thirty seconds, ten seconds slower than the previous lap.

"You must speed up the remaining two laps! Otherwise, you will fail!"

The duty officer looked anxiously at the results on his watch. Most of the recruits were now at the point of exhaustion.

The camouflage uniform was soaked with sweat all over his body, and his steps were frivolous.

The recruits finished their third lap, and Wang Chen's time just ended.

"With a 30-pound sandbag on his back and a model gun on his back, the five kilometers took 16 minutes and 2 seconds."

Qian Ze was a long way behind. By the time he reached the finish line, the time had already reached seventeen minutes.

"No, you were playing me five kilometers with bare hands before, right?"

Qian Ze suddenly removed the weight from his body, gasping for air, and cursed at Wang Chen.

"No, you are too light. How much do you weigh?"

"If you wear a 30-pound weight-bearing sandbag like me, you will definitely suffer."

"I'm 150 pounds, okay?"

Qian Ze took a sip of cold water into his mouth.

"It's too light. I weigh over 170 pounds, so I won't feel tired no matter how heavy I carry it."

"What a beast."

Qian Ze looked at Wang Chen, who didn't feel much at all, and couldn't help but cursed a few more times.

Not sure if it was his misunderstanding, but he felt that Wang Chen seemed different from before, as if he was hiding something from him.

But he didn't ask in detail, and turned his head to focus on the recruits who were preparing for the five-kilometer training on the playground.

"Duty attendant, how long did it take them?"

When the recruits finished their fourth lap tremblingly, company commander Qian Ze asked.

"Company Commander, it has already taken twenty-two minutes."

"I see, it seems that I still need to practice more, otherwise my physical fitness will be as brittle as a chicken." After Qian Ze finished speaking, he stood up and walked straight back to the company.

By the time the recruits persisted in completing the fifth lap, everyone was drained of energy and lay on the grass on one side of the playground, breathing heavily.

The carrying equipment on his body was also taken off.

They finally understood why the expression on the veteran's face was so painful when he mentioned Armed Five Kilometers.

This thing is almost twice as tiring as the usual five kilometers with bare hands.

I heard from their squad leader before that if they wait for the company to be separated, two armed men would march five kilometers a day. Wouldn't this cost their lives?

Some recruits have already begun to regret why they came to serve as soldiers.

"Get up and lie down on the ground as soon as you finish running. It's easy for something to happen!"

Under the scolding of the duty officer, the recruits climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

"Although you failed to pass the five-kilometer armed test today, the company commander won't let you run away anymore. You all go back to take a shower and tidy up later for dinner!"

"The monitors of each class organized to bring it back!"

The duty officer's words surprised the recruits, who originally thought they would be greeted by endless exercise and muscle damage.

Unexpectedly, we stopped doing it today? !

"I didn't expect that the company commander would be so merciful today! I thought I was going to do it until dinner was served, and then I would continue doing it in the evening!"

"I think so too. This five-kilometer journey is really tiring! I'm so envious of other companies who only have to run three kilometers a day."

"Yes! What are we planning here? We are practicing to death every day!"

In the small shower room, more than a dozen recruits were crowded together, chatting while washing themselves.

"I heard that the company commander is from the special operations brigade. This is done to select talented young people who can then be sent to the special operations brigade!"

Suddenly, a recruit lowered his voice and whispered.

"Holy crap! Is it really fake?"

"The Special Operations Brigade is the brigade where your class Wang Chen stayed before?"

"When you get there, you can train to be as good as Wang Chen? I'm so excited! I also want to fight more than ten veterans by myself! That would be so cool!"

The recruits from other classes shouted excitedly towards one class of recruits.

"Who doesn't want to be a special forces soldier? I also want to join the special operations brigade! In this way, even after I retire, I can work as a bodyguard for others, and I can easily earn tens of thousands of yuan a month, right?!"

"That's for sure! Don't some entrepreneurs have many bodyguards who are former special forces soldiers around them? By their side, you can definitely make a lot of money!"

These new recruits had obviously only joined the army for less than a month, and they were already beginning to daydream about their days after retirement.

He fantasizes that he can be like Wang Chen, and no more than ten people can get close to him.

Like a sharpshooter, he can easily eliminate enemies!

"You're the only one who wants to join the special operations brigade! I have some gossip here! It's said that only two people from a company can enter the special operations brigade."

"You guys can fight for this spot. I won't fight anyway! I want to join the health team. I want to go to a unit with many female soldiers."

The one who spoke was Zhang Dingbang, with disdain on his face.

Although every recruit who joins the army has had the fantasy of being a special forces soldier.

But after these few days, Zhang Dingbang became very clear.

The hardship behind this thing alone is probably several times more painful than it is now.

He can't stand it now, let alone go to the Special Operations Brigade.

He just wants to be transferred to a unit where he can take care of himself and see female soldiers, and then he can be retired.

"Huh~"

"You are the only one who wants to go to a unit with many female soldiers? Why? With your shameful ability?"

Seeing that Zhang Dingbang was so unambitious and a bit wretched, the recruits from other classes immediately mocked him.

(End of this chapter)