I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 87 Complete victory, this is Lu Yuan’s trump card!
The people in Wuyuan are not stupid. The entire Lu Yuan team voluntarily gave way to one person at this time.

Thinking about it with your toes, it should be clear that this person should be Lu Yuan's trump card.

Of course, in every college, there will always be a few particularly powerful ones.

Wuyuan is no exception.

There are also some top ones among them.

But the queue was too long and there were too many people.

The runway was occupied, and no one could move at the beginning. There were people sitting next to each other in front, back, left and right.

No matter how powerful he is, whether he is the best or not, he still has to run behind him at this moment.

in this case.

Naturally, it was impossible for the students at the top of the martial arts academy to watch helplessly as the top student from the Lu Academy came out on top and quickly made way for the top student from their own side.

Chen Jun, who was advancing, had no energy to pay attention to other situations. He continued to exert force and his momentum continued unabated. He was about to rush from the third team to the front of the first team.

Five or six people who had been prepared early in the morning at the edge of the martial arts academy suddenly walked around from the side to the front.

Realizing that something was wrong, Chen Jun raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, someone started playing vicious competition right after the game started.

However, they were still a little too young to play this trick with him, and a confident smile appeared on Chen Jun's lips.

The team was moving forward as a whole, and some people wanted to go around from the side.

Then the running speed of the front row must be considered.

It's not that easy for them to succeed.

After Chen Jun discovered the opponent's intention, he exerted force on his feet again and rushed through the front queue in one fell swoop.

Several people who originally wanted to block the road found that they had failed and planned to continue chasing after them.

But they ignored one of the most important things.

That is, this is not their home court, and Wu Yuan is not the host. The home court belongs to Lu Yuan.

Found a few guys trying to cause trouble.

Several squads from the first team in the first division rushed forward and surrounded the people from the Wuyuan.

Not long after the competition started, something unusual happened in the queue in front.

But the pickets responsible for supervision on both sides of the runway were completely confused.

In this competition, there will be two senior pickets every fifty meters on both sides of the track to maintain order.

Everyone has a whistle in their hands to avoid large-scale conflicts. With their presence, if an unexpected situation occurs, the entire competition can be stopped in time.

One of the pickets put the whistle into his mouth and blew it with all his strength.

He raised his hand and pointed at the students from several classes in one section and shouted: "You guys, what are you doing? During the competition, you are not allowed to maliciously block the advancement of people in the rear."

"Whoever can't persist can slowly step aside and withdraw. This is an elimination competition. If you don't want to compete, you can withdraw at any time."

"Make way for those behind you."

With the intervention of the pickets, the students from the first team of the Lu Academy, who had not planned to be surrounded for long, immediately dispersed in a tacit understanding.

The team was able to continue to move forward slowly.

At this time, Chen Jun was already more than 30 meters ahead, and there was no obstruction from the large force.

He adjusted his breathing and finally could let go of his hands and feet and run at his own pace.

Naturally, those top martial arts students were unwilling to let Chen Jun take the lead and began to pursue Chen Jun with all their strength.

Chen Jun himself didn't feel much about the Wu Yuan's fierce pursuit, but the first group in the Lu Yuan queue was the first to explode.

"You bastards, how can you play like this? Stop them. There are so many people chasing the class deputy. How can we deal with it?" Yang Fan yelled as he ran.

Obviously, in his mind, if seven people chase one person, it means that there are more people bullying the less people, which is unfair. He has completely forgotten that this is a competition, and there is no such thing as strength in numbers.

"Calm down, trust the squad deputy, he can solve it." He Jing comforted everyone in a deep voice.

It's useless for them to be anxious.

it can not be helped.

A large group competes, and there is less than ten minutes left, so the distance between the queues cannot be widened at all.

The people behind could only watch helplessly.

At this time, Chen Jun naturally noticed the top martial arts elites chasing him from behind.

He grinned, revealing a scheming smile.

Not only people from the martial arts academy can stop people, but he can also, and he is more skilled in stopping people.

More experience.

Chen Jun thought, as if oiling the soles of his feet, his whole body began to speed up again.

You know, this is a fully equipped cross-country race, and not many people dare to be so prepared in the early stages.

The top martial artists in the rear looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and continued to follow.

There was no other way. From the bottom of their hearts, they didn't want to follow Chen Jun in such a crazy way.

But now, it is no longer time to consider whether it will affect personal performance.

The top students selected by the two academies are equivalent to the weather vane.

It's the equivalent of a rumbling war drum on the battlefield.

No matter which side is suppressed by the other, it will be a blow to the morale and even spirit of the students behind them.

Therefore, Chen Jun speeds up.

They could only grit their teeth and keep up.

Far away from the competition ground, on a slightly higher slope.

The first division captain Li Zhao and the squadron captain Geng Weidong, as well as several other district captains and instructors, gathered here together.

Keep an eye on the track.

Li Zhao smiled and took out half a pack of "Soft Monkey King" from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Geng Weidong.

"Come on, Old Geng, have a cigarette."

"No!!" Geng Weidong glanced sideways at Li Zhao. Although he graduated two years later than Li Zhao, he was both an instructor at the Xijing Military Academy.

They are already familiar with each other.

"Lao Li, you are not kind. Some time ago, I called you and asked you to let me know. I gave you the names of several people."

"But you have repeatedly said that Lu Yuan is not the best this year and his performance is very poor."

"Then tell me, what happened to him?" Geng Weidong pointed at Chen Jun who was running at the front with a look of displeasure.

"Don't tell me that so many people are making way for him and would rather let him run ahead. Isn't this person your top guy?"

"What a top soldier? He's just a soldier with good shooting marks, but he's average in other aspects."

Li Zhao lit his cigarette like a rogue, with a harmless smile on his face.

Does that mean he doesn't repay it?

Who doesn’t want to read out a bunch of names boldly and make himself look proud?
The key point is that there really aren't many outstanding students in the Lu Academy this year.

Chen Jun is the only one. Others, even the best in each division, are still a little short of the standard of "top".

On the other hand, the martial arts academy reported more than a dozen of them.

In this situation, does he dare to say anything?

As long as it is disclosed in advance, the competition will start and directly target the top ones here.

I dare not retaliate. But he didn't expect that Chen Jun would take the lead in the first competition subject, and now he can only laugh and refuse to admit it.

Hearing this, Geng Weidong's mouth twitched and he looked at the competition venue speechlessly.

A trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Others can't understand what's going on on the field, so how can he?

Seven of the eight people who have stood out so far are indeed the top players brought over from the Wuyuan Squadron. Their abilities are incredible and they definitely have the hope of competing for first place.

Watching seven people from the martial arts school chasing one person, they seemed to have the upper hand.

actually not.

The rhythm of the seven people they chased out was all disrupted by the one from Lu Yuan.

Armed cross-country for five kilometers, there is no point in fighting the process. The right way is to stabilize your own rhythm and wait for the final sprint.

But now.
Hey!
Geng Weidong's eyes were filled with worry as he stared at the situation on the track.

His concerns are not without reason.

Chen Jun indeed planned this. After running for a while, he was in the process of running.

He quietly moved his position and came to the innermost side of the runway, which is also the position closest to the mountain.

Sticking to the route closest to the end.

As a former veteran, it was not for nothing. As soon as he noticed that the few people behind him were chasing loosely, he would immediately slow down.

Stay stuck and wait for them to catch up. When they are about to catch up with you, suddenly increase your speed.

Every time, the seven people behind him were so angry that their teeth itched.

They gritted their teeth and ran, and when they were about to overtake him from the side, Chen Jun suddenly accelerated.

The rhythm is stuck in other people's hands.

This made the top martial arts students quite depressed. They couldn't surpass them, but they couldn't bear to follow behind.

As the journey got farther and farther, their physical strength was extremely exhausted.

After finally convincing myself, I lowered the pace to five minutes. When I wanted to recover and regain my strength, Chen Jun in front dropped the pace even lower than them.

The distance was at most two or three meters away, and it was in front, so they couldn't run away or stop.

As the saying goes, the motivation for competition comes from outstanding results.

They followed one after another for more than two kilometers, but could not pass, and their confidence was somewhat shaken.

Soon, Chen Jun and the others finished running three kilometers, and the picket on duty on the roadside started to remind them with a loudspeaker.

It’s time to put on a gas mask and run 500 meters.

At this time, Chen Jun discovered that the venue for their five-kilometer race was not a circular curve, but was similar to an "S" shape.

Due to the obstruction of the mountain and the uneven terrain, they had not noticed it just now.

If it is an S-shaped road, then the part close to the mountain in the first half is a shortcut, and the part near the other side in the second half is a shortcut.

After Chen Jun realized the changes in the terrain, he decisively took out a gas mask from his bag and put it on his face.

Take the initiative to get out of one side of the mountain and rush to the other side.

This sudden change made several top students in the martial arts academy a little confused.

What happened? This guy had been guarding the shortcut all the way, and suddenly he had a conscience and gave way to them?

It shouldn't be
After being stunned for just a moment, one of the tall, tanned students from the martial arts academy realized what was going on.

The expression on his face was that of constipation.

"Nah!" He yelled, holding a gas mask in his hand.

"What's wrong, Lao Chao? What's wrong?" asked a top student from the martial arts academy in the back.

The black-faced young man known as Lao Chao put on his gas mask, pointed in front of him angrily and said, "Did you see that the terrain we are running on is S-shaped, and the direction we ran just now was always to the left."

"Close to the mountain is the shortcut. Now it suddenly veers to the right, and the other side is the shortcut."

"I"

After several top students from the martial arts academy figured out what was going on, they had no choice but to catch up.

Chen Jun doesn't care about the people behind him, results are king, and first place is his goal.

Even if I put on a gas mask, I can't breathe smoothly, and my lungs feel like they're about to explode.

But he still worked hard, occupying the shortcut and sprinting forward.

When Chen Jun took off his gas mask, he crawled forward for 100 meters.

When he arrived at the place where the logs were being carried, he was speechless for a moment when he saw the so-called logs.

What kind of log is this? No wonder he hasn't seen it at the base at first. He was just wondering.

There are more than 2,000 people competing. Even if not everyone can make it this far, there must be more than 1,000 people, right?

More than a thousand logs piled up are almost the size of a hill.

It's impossible not to have seen it.

He looked at several pickets standing nearby. Beside them were wooden bars slightly thicker than arms placed irregularly at their feet.

His arms are not long yet.

Anyone can guess that this is probably the wood left over from the demolition of old buildings during the renovation of the base.

The quantity is quite large, but it cannot be called logs.

"It's really a toss-up."

Chen Jun shook his head, didn't think much, picked up one, stuffed it under his backpack, and continued moving forward.

Although the log is not heavy, for Chen Jun, who ran three kilometers in full gear, ran 500 meters in a gas mask, and crawled 100 meters.

This weight has already put a lot of pressure on him.

The competition is still going on. Since the terrain is S-shaped, Chen Jun is dozens of meters behind the top players from Wuyuan.

His figure once again entered the sight of the large group of students behind him.

Suddenly, a figure appeared hundreds of meters away from the main force, which stunned many students in the rear who were suffering.

"Hey, isn't that Chen Jun? He still remains in first place!"

I don’t know who in the team shouted.

Thousands of eyes looked at the tired but determined figure in the distance.

The people in the martial arts academy looked at the top performers in their academy, who were separated by tens of meters by Chen Jun.

His eyes were so complicated that he looked like a sunken dog, not to mention how disgusting he was.

The runway was rugged, and their large group was crowded and could not run fast. They did not see those who rushed to the front for more than ten minutes.

They always thought that the people in their own college must surpass Lu Yuan. Seven people can't surpass one. Who would believe it.

But the facts are right in front of us.

Because Chen Jun has reached the finish line far ahead.

Under the watchful eyes of several district captains and squadron captains, we crossed the finish line.

In the first game, Chen Jun's performance immediately made people in both houses remember him.

Especially the top martial arts elites who were chasing him from behind.

Now that I saw Chen Jun, I was really gnashing my teeth.

Frustrated to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)