"Hurry up, hurry up! The last minute and a half! Full sprint!"
Chen Zhechang, holding a stopwatch, got interrupted and smacked his lips as he watched Fang Huai speed up like crazy:
"Not bad, this new recruit can really run."
Wen Jingsong, who was warming up for the 100 ters, laughed and said:
"I know his score, just over 21 minutes. Among the new recruits, it’s just average. Our squadron’s Yang Libing is about to break 21 minutes now."
Last ti on the playground, waiting at the finish line to train Fang Huai, Wen Jingsong had heard clearly Fang Huai’s five kiloters ti.
Wen Jingong’s own five kiloters wasn’t that great, just over 19 minutes at best, but last ti he did not give it his all and was still confident he could lap Fang Huai by almost a full round.
Upon hearing Wen Jingsong’s words, others started to mock:
"Heh, I wondered what was so impressive. With that score, our squadron has soone faster than him.
Second Squadron really knows how to cherish talent, having a third term squad leader give one-on-one training to a new recruit who runs, and even assigning him as an inspector; aren’t they afraid he’s going to teach bad habits?"
Zhang Guangxu said with a light laugh, having been at a disadvantage earlier that morning.
After experiencing today, he realized that being an inspector wasn’t all that, and even felt like he didn’t want to continue copying half of the "Internal Affairs Regulations" they had been cautious about in the morning.
Shi Chenhui, however, said, "They haven’t had training in the new recruit group. Just coming off the squad with this score is not bad, maybe he’ll carry the weight for Special Service Squadron 2 in the future."
He was the first to admit defeat to Fang Huai, and at this mont, he really hoped the better Fang Huai did, the better.
If Fang Huai turned out to be a cowardly soldier... where would he put his face in the future?
With the stopwatch in Hao Chengbin’s hands, nobody knew how long Fang Huai had run, but Chen Zhechang, as an old battle trainer, watching Fang Huai’s pace, felt it should be faster than the over 21 minutes Wen Jingsong ntioned.
But he didn’t want to keep his eyes on the new recruit, just wanted to wait until Fang Huai finished running and with a peace of mind, asure the remaining hundreds of ters.
So, he turned around and punched Zhou Yong in the chest, laughing:
"Zhou Yong, you did well today, 17:14, only Liu Shoulin was faster than you. No wonder Cao Yi assigned you!
As for Huang Yong, 18:12, not so good! If you could run faster, your basic physical fitness score would be higher!
Wen Jingsong too, how can your five kiloters be so weak? Your arms are so strong, you can do 48 pull-ups, but you should train your legs more during this period!"
Zhou Yong chuckled but did not speak, watching with concern as Fang Huai was about to finish the last lap.
Wen Jingsong’s expression was not looking good; Huang Yong from the Second Squadron, whose arms were no weaker than his and legs stronger, was a formidable opponent.
Liu Shoulin, who was the strongest in terms of overall strength, doing 52 pull-ups and running five kiloters in 16:52, was also eyeing Fang Huai, muttering:
"Another fine seedling, but the five kiloters dragged him down. If he doesn’t focus on just one aspect and trains properly, he could probably make sothing of himself."
Everyone except the Special Duty Team mbers didn’t understand what "dragged by the five kiloters" ant.
Wen Jingsong’s expression suddenly changed.
He paid attention to the words "another" and "too" in Liu Shoulin’s sentence.
The "another" seedling he was referring to was naturally himself.
"Too dragged down by the five kiloters," these words embarrassed him.
Wen Jingsong couldn’t help but uphold his dignity:
"Heh, I just don’t like running five kiloters that much. If I train properly during this period, I can definitely make it."
Liu Shoulin glanced at Wen Jingsong and said earnestly:
"You... don’t have as good physical attributes as he does."
When Wen Jingsong heard this, he beca annoyed.
Liu Shoulin’s implication was too obvious: he was shorter than Fang Huai.
Unable to restrain himself, Wen Jingsong pressed his fingers together and said angrily, "Squad Leader Liu, if you can train, why can’t I?"
Liu Shoulin was about the sa height as him, and yet he dared to ntion height?
Unexpectedly, Liu Shoulin delivered another blow from an honest man, "You don’t have my determination."
Before he could finish, Fang Huai, with a bit of panting, dashed past them.
"Hurry, hurry!" Hao Chengbin shouted as he sped up and ran in front of Fang Huai.
Zhou Yong and Huang Yong on the side also shouted "Co on!"
They were just about a hundred ters away from the finish line.
A dozen seconds later, Hao Chengbin was timing the finish.
Zhou Yong waved his hand and yelled, "Squad leader, how long did he run?"
People around also pricked up their ears quietly.
Hao Chengbin, who had sprinted with Fang Huai for two rounds, was also panting as he walked over.
"Damn it, I took him out specially to test it, thinking he had made a lot of progress!
But he’s only half a minute faster than last week! 19:57!"
"What?" Chen Zhechang shouted out loud.
Everyone was stunned.
Wasn’t it more than 21 minutes?
How did it get below 20 minutes?
"Only half a minute faster than last week"? What kind of exaggeration is that? If every week he could shave off half a minute, wouldn’t he break the world record in two months?
In reality, Hao Chengbin exaggerated a bit for the sake of Versailles.
It was just ten or twenty seconds faster.
For a normal human, if the five kiloters are already at 20 minutes, how could soone possibly improve by 30 seconds a week?
Fang Huai, standing over a hundred ters away, was holding his knee, resting with his head down.
[Task Completion.]
[Receive additional reward: Vision Enhancent (Attached: Night Vision)]
[Unlock reward: Leg Strength Enhancent.]
Fang Huai felt a warm flow gradually rising in his eyes, very comfortable.
When he gradually opened his eyes, the world seed extraordinarily clear.
This clarity also brought a clearness of mind as his eyes received more information, it felt like his analytical ability had beco stronger.
Now turning back, focused, he could see the pride on Hao Chengbin’s face even from a hundred ters away, Chen Zhechang’s surprise, Wen Jingsong’s disappointnt, and the many other various expressions.
And the distant night had also beco clear.
Fang Huai wanted to laugh.
minutes, he had finally achieved it.
The leg strength he had longed for day and night...
Fang Huai showed a smile as he walked towards Hao Chengbin.
"He still needs a lot of extra training, or else he won’t even be able to match up to Little Black!"
Approaching, he heard Squad Leader Hao boasting.
Seeing the smile on his face, it was clear that his own rapid drop below 20 minutes had given him a lot of encouragent.
"Squad leader, shall we go? The Training Team is practicing; let’s not occupy their space," Fang Huai said with a smile as he glanced at Chen Zhechang.
"Exactly, exactly! Keep training!" Hao Chengbin, visibly pleased, clapped Fang Huai’s shoulder and laughed,
"Let’s go, kid, I’m treating you to supper to celebrate!"
Fang Huai rolled his eyes, "Comrade, ’Internal Affairs Regulations’ Article 86 stipulates that military personnel must behave decently and not drape over shoulders or hook arms!"
"Snap!"
Hao Chengbin raised his hand and smacked the back of Fang Huai’s head.
"Now you’re correcting ! Still want that supper?"
Fang Huai imdiately fell silent and obediently walked forward.
The several County Squadron Officers and Little Black who had been punished that morning were sowhat stunned.
Damn, so that’s how you break the rule with the ’Regulations’?
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