In a blink of an eye, it’s the fifth day of physical fitness week.
Since the brigade headquarters released the news of the recruit selection to the recruit company.
The training requirements for each class continued to be repeated, which was hard for the recruits, but the effect was obvious, and everyone made rapid progress.
On the training ground, a class is having a drill class.
Chen Ming and the others stood in a row, looking straight ahead, standing tall and motionless.
After this period of training, the loose and careless attitude of the new recruits is almost gone.
It can be said that they have a standing posture and a sitting posture, and you can also see some "military flavor" in them.
It looks much more pleasing to the eye than when I first arrived.
Zhao Lifei stood in front of the queue and glanced at the time, and said in a loud and powerful voice: "I emphasize again, raise the leg, twenty-five centimeters, turn the head, forty-five degrees, and the distance per step, seventy-five centimeters."
"Remember everything clearly for me. If anyone makes a mistake next time, start with thirty push-ups."
"It's all clear."
"Yes, monitor."
The neat and consistent answers made Zhao Lifei's face soften a little, and he waved his hand and said: "Chen Ming."
"arrive."
"Lead the team to take a ten-minute break. After the break, physical training will begin."
"yes."
After Zhao Lifei finished explaining, he turned around and left the training ground, not knowing what he was doing.
Seeing this, Chen Ming took a step forward from the queue and turned around. He looked at his exhausted comrades and smiled slightly: "Everyone...dismissed."
"Huh, you scared me to death, Brother Chen." Wang Shuaibing exaggeratedly patted his chest: "I thought you were going to command me again, so I took this opportunity to take a rest. I'm exhausted."
"Hey, I always thought that running three kilometers or five kilometers was the most tiring. Now I find that exercise classes are even more tiring. It is simply torture." Dong Ke sat down on the ground and started rubbing his legs.
"It's comfortable when you are in the lower company. Before I joined the army, I heard many old people say that training is the most uncomfortable when you are in the new company. It will be easier after you are assigned to the lower company."
Wei Chongchong expressed his opinion on the sidelines.
Obviously, they were all tortured by the queue exercises.
Chen Ming shook his head slightly, unable to bear to attack them.
As a seasoned veteran who had been in the society for many years in his previous life, he naturally knew that for combat-ready units such as the artillery brigade, it would be impossible for new recruits to have an easy time after joining the company, and the difficulty of training would only increase exponentially.
In contrast, the Recruit Company is a real paradise.
Of course, Chen Ming didn't want to break their expectations without saying it. It was always better to have hope. Many experiences can only be more profound if you have experienced them yourself.
Now people may not be willing to listen. The position of the class deputy is to supervise and set a good example. All he has to do is fulfill his duties.
The short break passed quickly.
After each class's exercise class, they no longer gathered on the track as usual, but dispersed and practiced individually.
Chen Ming was planning to take people to the designated place to gather and prepare to run three kilometers. When he saw the sudden commotion in other classes, he stopped and looked around.
Just at this time, Zhao Li flew over and pointed to another venue on the training ground with a wave of his hand.
"Chen Ming, lead the team to gather there."
"Where? You're not running anymore." Everyone in the class followed the direction pointed by the squad leader and saw a row of single and parallel bars in the distance, and their faces fell instantly.
"Here, are you doing pull-ups? I heard people say that this training is very difficult. Many people can't do it."
"Deputy deputy, are you okay?"
"I don't know. Let's go over in line first." Chen Ming shook his head in response.
He couldn't tell whether pull-ups would work or not. The training schedule these days was very tight, and he had accumulated a lot of points.
I drank several bottles of physical potion, endurance potion, memory potion, strength potion, and body potion in proportion.
But I haven’t had a chance to test it, so who can say for sure whether it will work or not.
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Single and parallel bars venue.
After Chen Ming led the team over, Zhao Lifei looked up and stared at the crowd and said: "Today's physical training will be changed. Your legs are also tired during this period. Relax and change subjects."
"You're not familiar with pull-ups, right?"
"You should often see people practicing in parks, schools, and stadiums outside. The standard for recruits is to stop for three seconds in the middle. If you pull 12, you will be qualified."
"You should all have been exposed to the specific movement requirements in pre-competition training. I won't go into too many details, but there is one thing you should remember."
"Our 71st Army, if we want to get a ranking in the recruit competition every year, we can only score in four categories: horizontal and parallel bars, obstacle course, climbing tactics, and running."
"The reason is very simple. Internal affairs, queues, and military boxing displays are all group competitions. No one is weaker than anyone else. The gap is very small."
"As far as I know, if you want to stand out in the competition, you need to do at least twenty pull-ups, otherwise there is no hope of being in the top ten."
"Do you understand?" Zhao Lifei glanced at Chen Ming specifically after explaining. These words were originally meant for him.
Thousands of people are competing, how can they get good results if they don't have any ability.
Obviously, the rest of the group, Zhao Lifei, had given up hope.
These guys didn't react at all when they heard twenty pull-ups. They had no idea how difficult twenty pull-ups were for recruits.
Many veterans who are even half a year old cannot reach fifteen, let alone twenty.
"Chen Ming."
"arrive."
"Go, try your hand first. If your movements are not standard, I will correct you. Don't be anxious, take your time, and see how your basics are first."
"yes."
A group of people gathered around Chen Ming and gathered under the horizontal bar. At this time, five or six meters away from them, Class 3 was also leading people to practice pull-ups.
Cheng Tiehu, the leader of the third squad, glanced here and saw Chen Ming of the first squad coming out. He immediately pointed at a recruit in his squad and shouted: "Sun Penghui, you should also go and show up."
Sun Penghui is the deputy of the third shift and has only submitted his report in the past two days.
He did this just to see who was stronger between the third class deputy and the first class deputy.
The new recruits don't have much thought about competition yet, but the veterans do.
Zhao Lifei had no intention of paying attention to the third squad, but when he saw Cheng Tiehu's command, he immediately glared.
"Chen Ming, go up and work harder."
Feeling that the atmosphere was inexplicably tense, Wang Shuaibing quietly pulled Chen Ming: "Brother Chen, please give me some strength."
"These two are at loggerheads again. If you lose, we may have to practice extra tonight."
Chen Ming turned around and looked at Class 3, and then at the worried expressions of the people around him. He smiled brightly and didn't respond.
Isn’t this motivation coming?
What's the point of dry proofing? It's interesting to have contrast.
Chen Ming rubbed his hands on his clothes, wiped off the sweat and some dust on his hands, looked up and stared at the top of the horizontal bar, jumped up, put his palms forward, and successfully grabbed the horizontal bar.
Adjust the distance between your arms so that they are slightly wider than your shoulders, and your body naturally droops and straightens.
Just this move made Zhao Lifei's eyes light up, and he knew that this was not Chen Ming's first time doing pull-ups.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so proficient in standard movements.
Sun Penghui from Class 3 saw Chen Ming ascending the bar. He also jumped up. Even though his movements were not very elegant, he managed to grab the top of the horizontal bar.
To be selected as a squad vice-president, it must be someone who performs well and is not too bad.
I saw that both of them were ready.
The recruits in Class 1 and Class 3 also disliked each other, and they all cheered and praised their squad deputy.
"Brother Chen, come on, kill Class Three and lose your temper."
"The class deputy worked hard and beat the third class flat. I looked at them and they couldn't do it."
In class one, there was Wang Shuaibing, a gossip, and Wei Chongchong, a straight-talker. Before the game even started, the two of them launched a mental attack.
The new recruits in Class Three were so angry that they puffed their beards, stared, and started cheering.
"Old Sun, come on, kill Chen Ming."
"Peng Hui looks at you. I can't stand that group of boys who are so weird that they overturn them."
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