Come on! Who's afraid of who!

Generally speaking the first thing new recruits do is physical fitness test, which is the most basic, commonly known as mapping.

As if the blacksmith iron, to the whole object out of the first you have to know their own hands this piece of material suitable.

The squad leader is the blacksmith in the army, the new recruits just enlisted is a piece of iron ore material.

Some of the material is good, high purity, do not need to spend much time can be whacked into a sharp edge; some of the material impurities more low-quality, then you have to add a few more steel fire a few charcoal, have to spend a little more effort.

Zhang Jian is the best piece of these materials.

The physical fitness test that day consisted of a series of events, 100 meters and 400 meters, and unarmed running.

Faced with this kind of test, some of the recruits were eager to try, while others looked sad.

The most exuberant belonged to Zhang Jian, and the one with the saddest face was Fatty Wei.

Li Zheng still had a certain amount of confidence in his physical ability, and had made being a soldier a set goal in his life early on, so since high school, Li Zheng had always paid great attention to exercising and protecting his body.

For example, running three kilometers every morning without fail, and for example, pay close attention to the eye, cell phone does not play more, reading an hour must take a break of ten minutes.

So even if he got into Tunghai University, excellent grades, but vision has been very good.

This enlistment physical examination, naked eye vision left and right sides all 5.0.

"Run in platoon units, one column per platoon, three by three."

Battalion duty officer today is the commander of the sixth company, Shandong man, big man, wearing a red armband in front of the recruits a command, finally finishing the team.

"Squad leader, my feet hurt a little today, can I run another day?"

Fatty Wei was put into the first batch, standing on the starting line immediately wimped out, asking Wu Yi with a bitter face.

Wu Yi sized up Fatty Wei and suddenly said to him with a smile, "Yes!"

Fatty Wei couldn't believe his ears, happiness came too fast, class president is too nice, actually so sympathetic, said not to run, not to run.

"Thank you class president ...."

Before Fatty Wei finished his words, Wu Yi stuffed the whistle into his hand and then said, "Come come come, you come to me, you blow the whistle, I run."

"Huh?" Fatty Wei didn't understand for a moment, "I don't dare to dare, the whistle is blown by the squad leader, you're kidding me."

Wu Yi looked at Fatty Wei like an alien for a while before saying, "You also know it's a joke ah? You also know that the whistle is the squad leader's ah? I thought you were the squad leader and I was a new recruit! I tell you, Wei Guoxing, don't play dumb with me, yesterday I could see clearly, you were fighting in the dining hall when you were alive and kicking, and today you tell me your feet hurt? You didn't kick the class vice in the face last night and hurt your leg, did you? Do you want me to ask the class vice to apologize to you?"

"No, no, no!" Fatty Wei wasn't a fool, of course he heard Wu Yi's string, and quickly said, "It should be me apologizing to the class vice."

Wu Yi pointed to the starting line, a layer of fire rose in his eyes, "Stand there for me, today you have to run even if your leg is lame, how many times you run is one thing, whether you run or not is another. I tell you, the head of the regiment is over there watching, give me a dilute turn back do you believe that I will take you to the activities tonight?"

Fatty Wei can only lose face, back to the starting line.

"Ready--"

Beep...

With a whistle, the three new recruits rushed out.

Li Zheng knew it was going to be over as soon as he took a look at Fatty Wei's start.

With just one start, Fatty Wei had already fallen two lengths behind.

If you lose at the start, what's the point of running?

He analyzed, the reason why Fatty Wei was so slow to start was purely because his butt was too big.

This luxury buttocks are like two iron balls hanging behind Fatty Wei, people are empty car start, he is a heavy car loaded start, how can not slow?

The other recruits who have not yet run have whispered.

The focus of everyone's discussion was not how fast these three recruits ran, but to what extent they could actually slow down, especially Fatty Wei.

"I think Fatty Wei has to be 16 seconds ..."

"Sixteen seconds? It's probably a miracle that he can run down in 17 seconds."

"It seems that the heavens are fair, and the dirtbag's physique is nearly as good as ours."

"Kukukuk-"

A burst of deliberately suppressed laughter reached everyone's ears now.

"Alas ..."

Wu Yi sighed as he shook his head after looking at Fatty Wei's back, which was as slow and massive as a giant wheel.

This new recruit seems to really need to put some effort into practicing, if he can't practice, he has to talk to the platoon leader after the recruit training is over and get it somewhere else.

Stay in the first platoon?

Jesus Christ! The entire platoon's training performance would probably have to be pulled down a notch because of one Fatty Wei.

"Next batch!"

He no longer wanted to watch Fatty Wei's process of rushing the line, and turned back to point at Li Zheng and said, "You three, move around and get ready."

"Report!"

Zhang Jian coldly raised his hand in the line.

Wu Yi stretched his neck to look and said, "What is it?"

Zhang Jian said, "I want to run second."

He took the initiative to squeeze to the front and switched places with one of the recruits, standing next to Li Zheng.

Wu Yi thought about it and didn't think it was a big problem, so he said, "I didn't really see that you're a hothead, well, anyway, everyone gets a share of the never-fail, it's the same if you come first and then later, it's just you."

Zhang Jian got the approval of the squad leader, skillfully rolled up his pants, did a few movements of the joints, while doing while looking at Li Zheng, seemingly smiling expression are meaningful flavor.

Now Li Zheng sort of understood.

This goods rushed to himself.

At this time, he could not help but think of Fatty Wei before in the washroom to talk to himself about the words, linked to the arrival of the army before the station restroom Zhang Jian ran to his side to say some inexplicable words, it is possible that Fatty Wei this guy really said in.

Could it be that Zhang Jian really likes Shao Xiaoqian, feeling that he has ruined his two little childhood sweethearts, so in such a reckless chase to the army to show his strength, so as to combat their own self-confidence?

If this is really the case, Zhang Jian this person is really some stubborn, and can even be said to be paranoid.

He's a psychopath!

However, if the troops come, then they'll come.

What's wrong with the children of the army?

Not also two arms and two legs?

It's not like they have three heads and six arms!

Zhang Jian's approach in turn provoked Li Zheng's competitive spirit.

Let's compete!

Who's afraid of who?

Li Zheng met Zhang Jian's contemptuous gaze and slightly nodded towards him, meaning - come on!

Zhang Jian did not expect that Li Zheng, who looked so gentle, was actually so rigid, and could not help but stare.

"Ready?"

Wu Yi raised the whistle to his mouth.

"Take your positions, ready-"

Beep-

The whistle sounded.

The three of them roared out like arrows.

Just as they went out, someone in the recruits behind them exclaimed, "Wow! So fast!"