The submarine academy did not have much training equipment.
Because the submarine soldiers did not participate in combat, they only had five individual training equipment.
They were the military parallel bars, anti-dizziness fixed rollers, high platform springboard ladder, 400-meter obstacle course, and 300-meter piercing obstacle course.
At this moment, Team T sent Han Bingyang and Zheng Xiaojie to compete with the anti-stun fixed wheel.
The requirement was very simple. Five laps clockwise, five laps counterclockwise, and then run in a straight line for 100 meters.
Whoever arrived first would win.
"Begin!"
Zhang Ziqian ordered.
The wheels on both sides began to spin rapidly. The T team and the elite team also cheered for their own people.
"Hahaha!"
With just a glance, the elite team members laughed happily.
In order to win, Team T's students were actually spinning with all their might, not considering Han Bingyang's feelings at all.
On the other hand, although Zheng Xiaojie's wheel speed was also fast, the elite team's daily fixed wheel training was at least forty laps.
Therefore, this was as simple as eating and drinking to her.
"Good luck! Good luck!"
The T Team members were shouting with all their might and did not notice that Han Bingyang's expression was getting uglier and uglier.
On the other side, the elite team only had one sentence.
"Jie, you can do it! For the glory of the instructor!"
"No problem!"
As she turned, Zheng Xiaojie easily made an OK gesture.
...........
Ten rounds were completed very quickly.
Han Bingyang saw stars after he came down. In the end, he couldn't help but run to the side and vomit.
Zheng Xiaojie, on the other hand, ran straight to the finish line as if nothing had happened.
Ten seconds later, Zheng Xiaojie won without any surprise.
However, the elite team did not seem very happy.
Everyone just smiled at each other and gave Zheng Xiaojie an appreciative look.
After all, it was only natural for them to win against Team T.
At this moment, Zhang Ziqian suddenly walked towards Han Bingyang.
"Han Bingyang, your performance is good enough. The one who lost was your comrade, not you!”
Zhang Ziqian said lightly.
Team T's students looked at each other. They were initially disappointed, but they suddenly realized something.
After a while.
"Han Bingyang, I'm sorry!"
The students apologized to Han Bingyang one by one.
Although Jiang Yao was indignant, he could only laugh dryly and apologize like everyone else.
"It's alright."
Han Bingyang was not used to it. He was more or less flattered.
"Alright! Come over."
Seeing that it was about time, Zhang Ziqian prepared to say a few words.
As for the competition? Let the elites of the Marine Corps compete with the T team? That was simply bullying!
Moreover, the specialties of the two did not match.
Zhang Ziqian's intention is not to drink.
The purpose of his plan for this competition was actually very simple. He wanted the T team members to understand one word-comrade!
At this moment, the T team members had also understood a little, but they still could not understand the meaning behind it.
Zhang Ziqian didn't force him. He calmly looked at the expressions of the T team members and continued.
"You all saw the competition just now. Now, let me introduce her to you.”
"Zheng Xiaojie, a recruit from the Marine Corps Beast Battalion, under my command! Do you still want to compete?"
"Um."
Team T's students shook their heads.
The Marine Corps was famous!
He had never eaten pork before, so how could he not have seen a pig run?!
Moreover, there was a sentence about the Marine Corps that everyone knew.
To shed the last drop of blood for the sea of our motherland!
This was the supreme creed of the Marine Corps. It symbolized everything, including glory.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqian couldn't help but sigh.
Because he thought of someone, Old Lu!
"Alright, I won't say anything more about today's matter. You guys can comprehend it yourselves!”
"Remember to be punctual for tomorrow's technical class. Whoever is late will be rewarded with 100 push-ups!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ziqian waved his hand and called the members of the elite team to leave.
Zhang Chong suddenly asked when they were halfway there.
"Instructor, why were you sighing just now?”
Zhang Chong's face was full of curiosity. From the beginning, he had noticed that Zhang Ziqian's expression was a little strange.
Is this something you should be asking?"
"Now! Immediately! Go back and rest!"
Zhang Ziqian turned his back on them. He scolded them and drove them back to the army.
As for himself, he had other arrangements.
...........
Ten minutes later.
Zhang Ziqian's off-road vehicle arrived at the hotel where Huang Xiaoxia was staying.
With a bottle of red wine in his hand, he walked up to the presidential suite on the top floor with ease.
Ding dong ~
"Who is it?" Huang Xiaoxia's voice came from inside.
"Room service." Zhang Ziqian said calmly with a smile.
Soon, the door opened.
Huang Xiaoxia was stunned when he saw Zhang Ziqian.
In the next second, a fragrant breeze blew past, and Huang Xiaoxia had already thrown herself into Zhang Ziqian's arms.
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The number of collections could no longer increase, and the monthly votes for fresh flowers were also decreasing. It seemed that the book had reached its limit. This was the second update of the day. If you're not in a good state today, remember to point out where there's a problem. I already knew it when I wrote 100,000 words. You'll know when you see the number of words.
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