Soon, Jiang Fan's rest time came.
At this time, the other students in Class 3 finally gritted their teeth and persisted until the break time.
Zhao Dong hung two kettles on Jiang Fan and was about to calculate the time for him.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan said directly: "Squad deputy, I think you should have bullet casings on your body, put one?"
Zhao Dong was stunned, "You also know this kind of training method?"
"Haha, I learned it from TV series."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Don't they all have faces like this in TV series and movies?"
Zhao Dong: "..."
The students in Class 3 were all confused, "What are you talking about? What bullet casings?"
Jiang Fan said: "If not, forget it!"
Zhao Dong looked at Su He, who took a deep look at Jiang Fan and nodded to Zhao Dong.
Zhao Dong then said: "How could it not be possible? Originally this was for you to use when you reach the fifth group. But since you want to try it now, I will grant it to you."
After saying that, Zhao Dong took out a few bullet casings from his pocket.
Then, everyone saw that Zhao Dong directly placed the bullet casing gently on Jiang Fan's gun barrel.
After calming it down, he said: "Okay. Since you want to experience it in advance, I can satisfy you now."
"But the rules cannot be changed. If the cartridge case falls, two minutes are added. If the kettle falls, it is also two minutes. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Jiang Fan replied loudly.
The students from Class Three on the side were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
This cartridge case is placed on the barrel of the gun without any fixed place.
The top of the barrel is round again.
In other words, if you shake it slightly from side to side or up and down, the cartridge case will become unbalanced and fall.
This is much harder than hitting the kettle on the ground!
Hanging a kettle in front of you will cause pain in your elbows and numbness in your arms. At that time, shaking will definitely be inevitable.
With a shake, the cartridge case will fall off even if the kettle doesn't hit the ground.
By then, it’s only two minutes!
This is so perverted!
Zhao Dong couldn't help but smile when he saw everyone's expressions: "You can see clearly, you will be like this when the fifth group comes. Be prepared!"
The students in Class Three suddenly whined.
If they really practiced like this, they probably wouldn't be able to finish these five sets in one afternoon.
At this time, Jiang Fan was also trying his best to control his arms, adjusting his breathing as much as possible to keep his lower body in a relaxed state.
In this way, muscle soreness can be relieved to a certain extent and maintain stability.
But on the arm, it still looks like that.
Still sore.
Fortunately, he rested for a few minutes, otherwise, this time, Jiang Fan might not have lasted less than two minutes, either because the kettle hit the ground, or because of the shaking, the cartridge case fell off.
A minute passed.
Jiang Fan's face was covered with sweat again.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, trying hard to keep his arms from shaking.
This is a process he has to go through.
By the time you put the shell on it like this without shaking for three hours, you will basically be able to reach the level of an excellent sniper.
"It seems like I need to practice my arm strength after I get back."
"Otherwise, if this continues, I don't know when I will be able to hold on for three hours!"
Jiang Fan thought.
The strength of your arm determines whether it will make your arm sore.
Only if your arm strength is sufficient can you support the gun for a long time without causing arm soreness and shaking.
Zhao Dong and Su He both stared at Jiang Fan.
They all wanted to see if Jiang Fan could hold on.
Soon, the students in Class Three also started again.
Now that Jiang Fan has added bullet casings, Zhao Dong and Su He also decided to let them join.
However, they still overestimated the strength of the students in Class Three.
The cartridge case fell off less than half a minute after it was put on.
After that, it fell off every few seconds.
That is, at the beginning, they can maintain balance.
As time goes by, their arms become sore and they can no longer bear it.
As for Jiang Fan, he had been holding on for more than two minutes now, and the cartridge case was still firmly placed on it without moving.
This surprised both Zhao Dong and Su He.
They knew that Jiang Fan had a strong willpower.
But he didn't think Jiang Fan could last until three minutes.
I thought it would be good if he lasted until two minutes.
But judging from the current situation, it is still very possible for Jiang Fan to persist for three minutes.
finally.
"Jiang Fan, three minutes are up, you have passed the test. You can rest!"
Zhao Dong looked at the time, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said to Jiang Fan.
But Jiang Fan seemed not to hear and continued to maintain this posture.
Obviously, he hasn't reached his limit yet.
If you want to practice well, you must train to the limit every time.
Only by making breakthroughs again and again can he possibly improve.
At this time, other classes saw that Class 3 had placed bullet casings, and their squad leaders also started to do it.
We can't let Class Three widen the gap.
He can't compare to the pervert Jiang Fan, but if the other students in Class 3 crush the students in their class, they will really be shameless.
However, they were still like the other students in Class 3. The bullet casings fell off before they could hold on for a minute.
Even Wu Chong couldn't last more than a minute.
For a moment, the monitors of each class scolded each other and gave the students extra time.
Four minutes passed.
Jiang Fan felt that his arm was extremely sore.
The sweat on his face fell one by one.
Finally, at four minutes and thirty-five seconds, the cartridge case fell.
And Jiang Fan was like a deflated balloon, lying down and breathing heavily.
He put the gun on the ground, slowly straightened his arm, and kept kneading it.
Zhao Dong came over and said to him: "Four minutes and thirty-five seconds."
After telling the time, Zhao Dong also wanted to praise Jiang Fan.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fan said slightly regretfully: "It's still a little bit behind. If only I could hold on for five minutes, that would be great."
As soon as these words came out, the students in Classes 3 and 4 almost couldn't help but jump up and hit Jiang Fan with their guns.
Are you so Versailles-like?
You've been holding on for four and a half minutes, is that still too little?
How can we survive if we can't hold on for less than a minute?
And don’t forget, you still have two kettles there, we only have one kettle!
