Qu Sen had his reasons for choosing the 400 meter steeplechase. Although the events mentioned before were all recruit training subjects, they were also test subjects for veterans. Even a recruit with good results wouldn't be a match for a veteran. In comparison, the 400 meter steeplechase was the only one he had a chance of winning.
After all, the best time in the regiment was 1: 37, and he estimated that he had a chance of winning if he ran 1: 40 as if his life depended on it.
"Idiot, why did you choose the 400 meter steeplechase!" As soon as Liu Fei walked away, Qu Sen's butt received a kick from Liao Gensheng.
Seeing Qu Sen touch his butt in confusion, Liao Gensheng said resentfully, "The record of 1: 37 in the regiment is Liu Fei's. Are you brainless?"
When Qu Sen heard this, he felt bitter in his mouth. He thought to himself, Previously, I only knew that the best time in the team was 1: 37, but no one f * cking said who set the record!
Liao Gensheng saw Qu Sen's expression and waved his hand, telling the two recruits behind him to collect the clothes. He then said, "Okay, actually it's the same no matter what you choose. Liu Fei is a top soldier. You can't win any of them."
Qu Sen really wanted to say something to boost his morale, but when the words reached his mouth, he couldn't spit them out. He was a seeded competitor in the military region. How could his results be bad?
Seeing Qu Sen's discouragement, Liao Gensheng smiled and comforted him, "Okay, it's fine if you lose. No one will look down on you as a recruit. Don't worry, even if you lose, Liu Fei won't be able to escape today's punishment. "
Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose. He would rather be beaten to death than be scared to death. At 3: 30 in the afternoon, Qu Sen removed the ice popsicle from his face and washed it with cold water. He went to the bathroom to clean himself up and followed the squad leader, Liao Gensheng, to the multi-purpose training field.
Qu Sen originally thought that he would compete with the veteran named Liu Fei under the witness of the 1: 37, but when he arrived at the multi-purpose training field, he found that the scene was much more lively than he expected.
There were actually dozens of people gathered in the 400-meter obstacle zone of the multi-purpose training ground. The moment Liao Gensheng appeared with Qu Sen, a large group of veterans instantly burst into laughter.
"Old Liao, I heard that your soldiers are going to slap Liu Fei. How capable!"
"Liu Fei, what's the point of bullying a child? If I were you, I would tie a sandbag to him. That's only fair!"
"That's right, Liu Fei. Tie him up with a sandbag and let our brothers see how you're going to get slapped!"
Cheers rose from all directions.
Qu Sen followed Liao Gensheng into the 400-meter obstacle preparation area amidst the noisy crowd.
Being coaxed by a group of unfamiliar veterans, Qu Sen felt that he was walking unnaturally. He resisted the urge to look around and locked his eyes on the veteran named Liu Fei who was already waiting at the starting point.
Liu Fei also tidied himself up very neatly, but from his expression, one could tell that he was very relaxed. He grinned happily as his comrades teased him. It could be seen that he was completely treating the following competition as an exhibition match.
"Hey, kid, are you strong enough? If not, how about big brother help you slap that grandson later?"
When Qu Sen approached Liu Fei, a loud voice rang out from the crowd. It was especially obvious that he had a northeastern accent.
Although Qu Sen's northeastern accent was more like an oyster accent, they were still from the same hometown. This made him relax a lot. He squeezed out a smile and looked at the veteran who spoke. "Okay, squad leader. When I win, squad leader, help me slap him."
"Roar." The veterans who were already cheering were instantly ignited by Qu Sen's words. Cheers and whistles rose one after another.
"Old Hong, if the camp finds out about this, you'll be scolded again." At the edge of the multi-purpose training ground, a thin and tall soldier named One Bar Two said worriedly.
One Bar Two, who was called company commander by Liao Gensheng and Liu Fei, laughed and patted his partner beside him. "My great instructor Yuan, how can a soldier be called a soldier if he doesn't have a temper? This is what our battalion commander always says, and our battalion commander learned it from our regiment commander. Don't worry, nothing will happen. "
As he spoke, the smile on his face disappeared. With a dark face, he walked towards the noisy 400-meter obstacle course area.
As Company Commander Hong approached, the platoon leader who was watching from the crowd shouted, "Attention!"
The hundred or so soldiers who were originally standing in a loose formation instantly moved. When Company Commander Hong walked in front of them, the four horizontal and vertical lines had already formed.
Company Commander Hong looked at his soldiers with satisfaction and then waved his hand. "Today we're here to watch the show. Relax."
As Company Commander Hong's voice fell, the four lines instantly scattered. However, this time no one made a sound because everyone knew that the main show was about to begin.
"How is it? Are you ready?" Company Commander Hong walked to Qu Sen's side and asked with a very kind attitude.
"I'm ready." Qu Sen maintained his posture and answered loudly.
"Get in position." After hearing that, Company Commander Hong patted Qu Sen's shoulder happily, indicating the starting area of the 400-meter steeplechase.
The obstacle course was divided into four training areas. At this time, Liu Fei was already standing at the starting position of the first area. Without saying a word, Qu Sen lifted his arms and ran to the starting position of Zone No. 2 and stood still.
"Ready!" There were no extra steps. After Qu Sen was in position, the platoon leader on duty's voice immediately sounded. At the same time, the platoon leader put the steel whistle into his mouth.
Liu Fei, who had been wearing a relaxed expression, instantly became serious when he heard the "Ready" sound. He moved his shoulders and stretched his legs, arched his back, and got into a ready position. At the same time, Qu Sen also used the same posture and stepped on the starting line with one foot.
Somewhat nervous, Qu Sen adjusted his breathing. As soon as he inhaled a breath into his lungs, the platoon leader on duty's whistle sounded. Qu Sen lowered his head and rushed out a dozen steps. At this time, he noticed from the corner of his eyes that Liu Fei, who was on the opposite lane, was actually lagging behind him. He immediately realized that he was too excited. The first 100 meters was just the beginning. It was also a process for the body to adapt and accelerate. He couldn't waste too much energy here.
After thinking it through, Qu Sen used the fastest speed to relax his body and adjust his breathing to keep himself at the same position as Liu Fei.
This was what the platoon leader, Liao Gensheng, taught Qu Sen on the way here.
The 400-meter obstacle course was different from ordinary long-distance running. One couldn't let others set the pace. Because Qu Sen was much taller than Liu Fei, the stride length of the two was naturally different. For example, Liu Fei needed four steps to cross a single-plank bridge, but Qu Sen only needed three steps. The adjustment of the stride length between the other events would inevitably be very different. Therefore, once Qu Sen was led by Liu Fei's rhythm and ran into his stride and pace, it was inevitable that he would make a mistake.
Moreover, not only could he not be led by Liu Fei, but he also had to try his best to ignore Liu Fei's influence. After all, it was an obstacle course. A slight distraction would delay his own rhythm, and it was very likely that he would be injured.
Liao Gensheng had taught him a lot of things, but in summary, it was actually just one sentence: "Keep your head down and run!"
After 100 meters of running on the flat ground, Qu Sen completed the three-step pile, crossing the trench, jumping over the low wall, crossing the high-plank platform, crossing the single-plank bridge, climbing over the high wall, and crawling through the low pile net in one go.
When he turned back, he was surprised to find that Liu Fei, who was on the opposite lane, was actually at most two steps ahead of him.
This discovery made Qu Sen couldn't help but be overjoyed. In a few breaths, he completed the low pile net and used the momentum to climb over the high wall. Because of the key factors in climbing, Qu Sen's feet almost landed at the same time as Liu Fei's feet. However, very quickly, Qu Sen was pulled back a little when he went around the bridge pile.
Following that, Qu Sen climbed over the high-plank platform, crawled over the holes, jumped down and climbed up the trench. From beginning to end, Qu Sen was tightly following Liu Fei.
The platoon leader on duty's line of sight kept moving back and forth between the two figures on the training field and the stopwatch in his hand. Company Commander Hong and Instructor Yuan maintained almost the same posture, staring at the two people who were rapidly turning back.
Although the hundreds of soldiers behind them couldn't see the changing numbers on the stopwatch, none of them had expected that the competition, which they thought had no suspense at all, would actually be so fierce. They also didn't expect that Liu Fei, who had always been ahead of the company's average score in the 400-meter steeplechase, would one day be so closely followed by a recruit. Seeing that the advantage of two body lengths was in jeopardy, the scene was frighteningly quiet.
At this moment, Qu Sen's mind had already completely forgotten about the matter of slapping Liu Fei. The only thing left was to win! To win! To win!!!
Suppressing the burning pain in his chest and abdomen, he used all his strength to adjust his pace. The pile crossing area was right in front of him. His left foot stepped firmly on the first pile, and with a small leap, his right foot stepped on the second pile. Another leap, his left foot stepped out. His stiff thigh and soft calf made Qu Sen's body slightly stagger. Using his waist to forcefully stabilize his center of gravity, he slightly adjusted his right leg and once again stepped out.
"Boom." Just as Qu Sen's left leg leaped towards the last pile, the soldiers who had been watching the competition in absolute silence suddenly let out a burst of noisy sighs.
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