More than three hundred warriors maintained a posture that seemed to be full of vigor but was actually very physically taxing. They persisted for more than two hours before they were ordered to stand up. Each and every one of them secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they were all elite soldiers who were going to participate in the martial arts competition. If it was someone with a weaker physique, they might not have been able to hold on.
They lined up on the platform through a separate passage. After waiting for a while, the train that was more than an hour late finally slowly appeared in their field of vision.
The division had already coordinated with the railway to empty three carriages of the train. After getting on the train, Qu Sen placed his backpack on the luggage rack and could finally sit down and rest for a while.
The slow green train dawdled on the tracks for almost five hours before the soldiers were informed that they were about to arrive at the station.
Qu Sen originally thought that the martial arts competition would be held at the headquarters of the military region. However, after getting off the train, he realized that he was at a desolate station. Following the brigade out of the station, he saw five military green Dongfeng trucks parked in a row in the small square. After pedaling, the trucks started and drove on the asphalt road for a short while before driving onto the dirt road. Not long after, the entire convoy was wrapped up in the dirt rolled up by the trucks in front.
Standing at the back of the truck that was shaking violently, he looked around at the yellow dust. Just like that, the convoy swayed in confusion for almost an hour before the convoy stopped. When Qu Sen jumped off the truck and stood in line according to the command, the boiling dust around them had almost dispersed. What came into view was a field of military tents and various military vehicles. Before he could take a closer look, the leader turned left and walked in unison when the command rang out.
Qu Sen was the only private in the team. Even the other private soldiers had participated in large and small training. Therefore, they did not feel that the scene around them was something that ordinary people could only see on TV. Of course, even if they felt that it was strange, they would suppress their curiosity and act like country bumpkins entering the city. It would be embarrassing for the other troops to see them!
However, Qu Sen could not do that. While following the formation, he secretly glanced at the armored vehicle on the left. Then, his attention was attracted by the 40mm rocket launcher mounted on the Dongfeng heavy truck on the right. Before he could see the rocket launcher clearly, he heard the roar of the helicopter propellers.
Just like that, Qu Sen secretly looked left and right. When they heard the command to stop, Qu Sen found that the team had been brought to the side of a simple two-story house. An unfamiliar 13 ran to the front of the line. After saluting, he said a few words of welcome and began to talk about the various rules and precautions during the competition.
On the other hand, Qu Sen's attention was attracted by the self-propelled artillery behind 13. Then, he looked at a few soldiers with minesweeping equipment. Further away, a team of about the size of a company was doing a company-level defense drill.
"Dismissed!" Qu Sen finally came back to his senses after hearing the dismissal. Seeing the warrior in front of him walk towards a simple two-story building, he followed suit.
"Qu Sen!" Guan Yun's voice rang out.
"Ah?" Qu Sen stopped in his tracks.
"Over here. Our Block 5." Guan Yun waved his hand.
"Oh!" Qu Sen hurriedly followed.
"Did you get distracted just now?" Guan Yun asked in amusement after entering the dormitory.
"Yeah, I didn't hear how the dormitory was assigned." Qu Sen put his backpack on the bunk and scratched his head in embarrassment.
The other soldiers who were assigned to the same dormitory suddenly laughed.
An old soldier said while tidying up the house, "When you have the opportunity to participate in a multi-unit drill, today's small scene is nothing."
As soon as the old soldier's words came out, the other people in the room became interested and started to ask about it. The veteran was also a person who loved to show off. After he was done with the housework, he sat on the stool and began to vividly describe the big scene of the multi-type troop drill and the various advanced equipment he saw. This topic was still going on even after dinner.
The first day of Qu Sen's participation in the Military Region's Grand Martial Arts Competition passed in this way.
After breakfast on the second day, all the soldiers were separated according to the event they were going to take part in. The curtains would be lifted tomorrow. Today, everyone had to familiarize themselves with the venue.
For the 400-meter steeplechase event, ten tracks were prepared, and there were more than 150 participants. Everyone was divided into groups and took turns to experience the event. Because they all jogged the whole morning, Qu Sen only ran three times.
After the lunch break, the participating soldiers only slightly increased their speed when they arrived at the track in the afternoon. However, they were basically in the range of 1 minute 40 to 50 meters.
It was quite interesting. The 400-meter steeplechase event was an individual event, and there were no strategies or tactics. However, all the participants were holding back their strength without prior consultation. It always gave people the feeling that their "unique skill" would be stolen if they ran with all their strength once.
Qu Sen naturally followed suit. He deliberately controlled his finishing time so that his result would not be conspicuous or last.
Half the afternoon passed quickly. After familiarizing themselves with the venue, everyone was dismissed on the spot.
That's right, they were indeed dismissed on the spot.
Several veterans who were in the same division as Qu Sen, who were participating in the 400-meter steeplechase event, thought that since it was still early for dinner and they had nothing to do, they might as well look around.
Although the veterans were very calm when they first arrived yesterday, the opportunity to see the most elite soldiers and the most advanced equipment in the entire military region at close range was very attractive.
Since the veterans were willing to take the initiative, Qu Sen could not ask for more. Therefore, he happily followed the veterans and set off.
The venue or area of the military region competition was much larger than expected. Although they said that they were just here to watch the fun, they could not really stand aside and watch anything that interested them. After all, the army was a place where rules were the most important.
Qu Sen and the others lined up in a column. Under the lead of the leading sergeant, they walked through the competition area at an orderly pace. When they passed by a lively area, they deliberately slowed down to take a few glances. When there was nothing to see, they naturally sped up and passed by quickly.
Military vehicles and soldiers in all kinds of uniforms filled the entire competition area. Therefore, the figures of Qu Sen and the others did not appear to be out of place. Several times, they encountered patrol cars and were not questioned.
"Hey hey, look, it's an interview on CCTV!" Guan Yun suddenly reminded in a low voice.
The few people who were attracted by the armored vehicle obstacle course were drawn back by Guan Yun's words. They looked forward and found that not far ahead, there were a few soldiers with civilian ranks standing on the edge of the armored vehicle training field. Some were carrying cameras, some were holding microphones. The one holding the microphone was very familiar because he was often seen on CCTV 7 programs.
The people of China had a common problem, which was that they were shy. The soldiers were similar. Although he knew that he would not be the target of the interview, the leading sergeant still subconsciously quickened his pace. The people behind him also gathered their thoughts and followed closely, intending to pass by quietly.
But have you heard of Murphy's Law? Simply put, whatever you are afraid of will happen.
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