He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 103 Animals!

The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the hard-working warriors are doing the horizontal bar.

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Pressure, hunger, one!"

"Line, set!"

"To...right, accurate!"

Squad leader Zhao, who led the team to the horizontal and parallel bars, had a heavy pause in the queue command, which to a large extent represented some veterans.

This "queue accent" is not precise, but when spoken, it has the unique momentum of a veteran.

In the past, Fang Huai felt that this was the command voice that truly belonged to the army, completely different from the weak "one, two, one" on the playground during student military training.

However, in this life, Fang Huai was lucky enough to have seen Hao Chengbin's command voice. One is one, two is two, which is quite high-pitched. The pronunciation is standard Mandarin, the speech speed is very fast, and the ending sound is very strong, which is more aura than this kind of accent.

"New recruits, come here and support the bar! Veterans go up first!"

Zhao Jincheng finished forming the team and shouted.

"Yes!" Fang Huai patted Han Yong next to him, and the two of them walked out of line and ran to the bar.

Once I got started, I found that the bar was a bit wobbly.

They were all disabled by the veterans!

The light green bars and the horizontal bars were actually covered with jade paste, making them shiny.

The veterans of this squadron were very active when it came to playing gang games. Even squad leader Fang came to play.

"Let's do some practice today, Zhou Yong, come on!" Zhao Jincheng shouted.

"Department!" A dark-colored first-term non-commissioned officer who was no less impressive than Chief of Staff Yang Yonghua walked out of the queue.

This man Fang Huai was very impressed. He was probably from Guangxi and had a strong accent. One monitor called him "Xiao Hei".

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a dog came out of the training tower next to him.

The three-legged dog only had half of its left hind leg hanging in the air, but its walking seemed unaffected and it was quite fast.

Fang Huai and the others were in the backyard playground throughout noon, but they never found it. There were a few dogs on the side of the squadron, but they were all big dogs, and they were kept in a shed.

This one is walking around freely.

Captain Ye Jiahong was a man who loved to talk weird things. At this moment, he shouted: "Woah, Xiaohei! Your brother came to see you on the bar!"

There was a burst of laughter in the team, even Cao Yi, who was serious about words, was laughing.

Someone shouted: "Xiaobai, come here!"

Fang Huai and Han Yong were in a daze when they saw the Pekingese-faced puppy.

Come on, brother, this squadron doesn’t really have a dog squad leader, right?

It can't be a police dog with three legs.

When squad leader Xiao Hei heard the captain say that Xiao Bai was his brother, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said to the dog:

"Xiao Bai, you're here, why don't I give you two gifts today!"

"Woof!" The Pekingese-faced puppy seemed to understand it, and replied to him.

Zhou Yong chuckled, raised his hand and shouted "Hello" loudly, and jumped up to the bar.

The bar shook twice more.

Fang Huai and Han Yong, who were distracted, quickly held down the bar.

Damn, this small bar, which is no more than two meters high, has endured pressure that its size should not bear.

Looking at it like this, if you are not careful, it is the hidden version of the horizontal bar, the ninth exercise - the bar will destroy everyone.

"one!"

"two!"

...

"twenty-three!"

Zhou Yong is very thin and seems to be doing it effortlessly. In one breath, he surpassed Fang Huai's highest score.

The four recruits all looked at him as "Resby".

But after one breath, it just wears off slowly.

When he reached thirty-three, Zhou Yong seemed a little tired and held on for a while.

At this time, a "woof" sound came.

Xiaobai sat on the ground with only one leg, raised one of his front paws and stretched it down.

The queue burst into laughter: "Haha, Xiaohei, your brother asked you to make a few more!"

"I said...I'll give you two, and I'll give you...two more!"

Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and actually did four more.

He didn't hold back, got off the bar, and went to play with Xiaobai next to him.

Cao Yi glanced at him and said: "Thirty-seven, and the last four, the interval is too long! Xiaohei, your highest record is forty, your physical fitness has declined seriously this year!"

Zhou Yong then turned around and smiled sheepishly: "Instructor, I gained a little weight due to eating during the New Year. I will practice during the assessment and I will be back!"

When Ye Jiahong heard this, he pointed at Zhou Yong and imitated his accent and said something in Guangxi Mandarin:

"You just rely on that department to learn the (forty) lacquer rice department, right? Look at the Ji (Zhi) army of yourselves in the same year!

Six exercises (ten), chicken (detachment) record! Take the lead! "

Another burst of laughter.

But this time, the laughter was not as unbridled as before. After all, many people in this queue could not reach the record of 40 deadlifts on the horizontal bar.

Fang Huai also wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed at the same time.

He had boasted that he would surpass He Zhijun, but the highest record was only twenty, and the last one was climbed up by jumping on his leg.

As you get to the back, the difficulty increases exponentially.

However, after strengthening his core strength last time, he has not had the chance to try it out in the past few days.

After leaving the team, he didn't want to try anymore. He just waited to face the first test in his best condition.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so quickly.

Next, Sun Jingwu, Hu Hongzhi, Liu Jianfeng, Zhao Jincheng, Xiong Jie...

All the non-commissioned officers stepped up to the bar to show their strength.

The number ranges from thirty to thirty-eight, with Zhao Jincheng being the tallest.

It seems that the passing standard for the special service team is this number. No matter what, you have to jump over thirty if you jump hard on the bar.

It wasn't until a first-term sergeant named Huang Yong came up that he broke the previous record.

One.

Short, about 1.6 meters tall, he showed extraordinary strength on the horizontal bar. When he came down from the bar, he flicked the bar hard, which made both Fang Huai and Han Yong who were guarding the bar feel the pressure.

He also left a message: "Instructor, this bar should be changed. It's too wobbly and can't be done without doing it."

The tone is very crazy.

Fang Huai was speechless.

It would be weird if you bounce the bar up and down like this!

This eldest brother is determined to practice nine exercises and leave a reputation for playing bad tricks!

Cao Yi nodded and shouted: "Fang Huai, Han Yong, help the squad leaders hold the bar firmly!"

"Yes!"

The subsequent records never exceeded 42, and the highest was 40.

The chief of staff did not come, and the lowest official squad leader of the third period did 26.

When Squad Leader Fang hit the bar, Liu Jianfeng immediately applauded and loudly came to the rescue: "When Squad Leader Fang led us the year before last, he could still do 35! I've really gained weight in the past two years!"

Everyone laughed kindly.

But Squad Leader Fang seemed dissatisfied. He waved his hand, rested for a while after getting off the bar, and then did 10 more two-body exercises.

Cao Yi also took the lead in applauding at this moment: "Monitor Fang is in his eleventh year, and he is still so strict with himself. His spirit is valuable!"

Everyone applauded heartily.

<divclass="contentadv">Fang Huai also admired him very much.

The eleventh-year soldier is one year ahead of Captain Hao.

Although he is not very strong among veterans, he felt embarrassed after getting off the bar and did another set of two exercises. This training spirit really set an example.

When Squad Leader Fang got off the bar for the second time, he patted Fang Huai on the shoulder out of breath and said, "Your surname is also Fang, Xiao Fang, please work harder!"

Fang Huai nodded and smiled: "Thank you, squad leader, for your encouragement!"

Squad Leader Fang gave him a thumbs up and walked into the queue.

Fang Huai felt quite heartwarming.

At the same time, the resistance to Liu Jianfeng's unscrupulous words when defending Squad Leader Fang also became less intense.

He is indeed a good monitor.

However, Liu Jianfeng didn't think clearly. Squad Leader Hao became a non-commissioned officer platoon leader. When the Division Chief retired from the army, Squad Leader Fang might not be a good place to pick up the Division Chief.

The noncommissioned officers took the lead, and the rest were the conscripts.

The upper class soldiers go first.

At this point, Fang Huai also knew why Cao Yi was so upset.

At the same time, I also learned that what Zhang Yang said in the cafeteria was somewhat based on truth.

Meng Qiang, 17.

Qi Xiaohui, 16.

Chang Ming didn't come, but judging from his figure, he was probably at the bottom.

With this result, one would be able to do well in an ordinary squadron, and he would probably do well.

But this is a special service in a provincial capital.

Moreover, Qi Xiaohui, who has been in the combat class, cannot handle Meng Qiang, who is in the communications class. He is really a bit behind.

Qi Xiaohui seemed to know that he was a little embarrassed, and when he came down, he was dejected.

Wu Di, the intern rotation below, offered encouragement: "Xiaohui couldn't do one when he left the team, but now he can do 16, which is not bad!"

None of the sergeants spoke.

Han Yong also felt sad, as if he saw his treatment in the second year.

"Haha, Xiaohui is not the worst, Chang Ming didn't even come."

Zhang Yang laughed, walked to the bar, and gave Fang Huai a hateful look.

"Bang, hold on tight!"

Before Fang Huai could answer, Cao Yi spoke again: "Zhang Yang, don't talk so weirdly! If you can do 35 today, I think your midday madness is justified!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and looked at Gang.

"it is good!"

This time, he just raised his hand to shout preparation.

Cao Yi folded his hands, smiled, and said loudly: "Come on!"

Seeing that smile, Fang Huai suddenly realized that Cao Yi might not have given up on the superior soldiers completely, but might just want to provoke them.

Zhang Yang, who was targeted the most, was probably the one most likely to practice.

Sure enough, after one breath, it was 18, and when I couldn't hold it anymore, it was 32.

They are almost the same as the key non-commissioned officers transferred from each squadron.

It's just that Fang Huai was a little puzzled when he looked at Zhang Yang's contemptuous eyes when he lowered the bar.

That's it?

Can you be so crazy?

Do you understand our strength?

Cao Yi seemed to be very satisfied with this provocation, and even added fuel to the fire: "Come on, new recruits! Give us a hand on the bar, Fang Huai, then I heard Squad Leader Hao say, can you pull 18? Zhang Yang got off last year The team is also 18."

Yeah.

Director Cao, do you like crazy things?

From 18, it only took one year to increase to 32. Is it really so difficult in the future?

The recruits were also laughing inwardly.

Unexpected? He can pull twenty!

Song Lin can also pull twenty!

Fang Huai smiled, rubbed his hands, and shook his shoulders: "Instructor, those are the results of the new corps. They should have improved a bit during this period."

Zhang Yang made a sound.

This new recruit doesn’t know what extreme strength is. Do you think it’s so easy to improve your performance on the horizontal bar? !

"Yo? Go up and try." Cao Yi raised his chin.

"Yes!"

Fang Huai walked to the bar, and Xiao Haishan ran over, helped him hold the bar, and whispered:

"Don't worry, I'll hold you firmly."

Han Yong also started to exert force.

The two heavyweight soldiers of the same age, left and right, all wanted to give him a fight, so they exerted enough energy and pressed down hard.

When Fang Huai stepped onto the bar, the bar didn't wobble at all.

unity is strength.

Everyone looked with interest at Han Yong and Xiao Haishan, who were grabbing the bar and exerting force without caring about their results. They couldn't help but nod.

No matter how much Fang Huai can pull in, this year's recruits will definitely win in terms of their spirit of unity.

But after hovering for three seconds, Fang Huai's performance exceeded their expectations.

One, two, three, four, five...

Every 5, take a breath.

Soon there were 15.

In the next breath, I continued to toss, and I actually reached 20!

It hasn’t stopped yet!

Fang Huai is also enjoying the improvement of back muscles brought by core strength, and he can play freely!

When they reached twenty, Cao Yi actually started counting.

"Two one!"

"two two!"

...

"Two five!"

Fang Huai stopped, seeming a little tired.

Han Yong and Xiao Haishan below couldn't help but whisper, "Fuck", while holding on to the bar tightly.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

At this time, Squad Leader Fang in the queue spoke.

"Xiao Fang, give me two!"

Fang Huai just listens to the greetings of veterans.

"Okay! Monitor!"

"Two six!"

"Two...seven!"

Cao Yi also became excited: "Fang Huai, I want two too! ... No, one, just one!"

Seeing that Fang Huai couldn't hold it any longer, he quickly paid back the price.

The veins on Fang Huai's forehead bulged. He used his last strength in his hands to reach up his chin frantically while counting silently in his mind.

Twenty-eight!

The moment I pushed on, I finally gave up fighting against myself.

"I want one too..." Ye Jiahong was ready to give him more strength.

Shouted late.

Twenty-eight.

Next, Song Lin, who was about to act like a black horse, looked a little dull.

"Fuck...I promised twenty, animals..."