I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Wu Hanfeng checked the time.

There is 1 minute left before the first use of the Qilin Arm fails.

That's enough for him to throw three grenades.

"Go Feng Ge! Break another record!"

Qian Kun shouted excitedly.

Everyone turned to look at him.

Qian Kun smiled awkwardly. "I...I know it's difficult, but what if...what if?"

No one thinks there's any chance of that happening.

In general, the weight of grenade throwing is considered to be similar to that of pull-ups.

Moreover, many new recruits know about the records.

Because a week ago, the record holder had gone to various recruit companies to serve as an instructor and teach them skills.

The instructor's record was 109 meters!

It's not just the record of the entire regiment, but the record of the entire division!

In the entire group, let alone 109 meters.

There wasn't another person who could throw 100 meters.

Even Zhao Yihang, the strongest physical athlete in the new recruit company, only managed to throw 47.3 meters.

We're still more than 62 meters away from the group record!

Breaking this record is virtually impossible!

"What was the furthest distance Old Wu threw before? Do you guys remember?"

Chen Zhiyuan turned to Zhou Haibo and asked.

Zhou Haibo recalled, "I remember it was a little over 40 meters, but definitely not more than 43 meters."

Chen Zhiyuan nodded. "Improving this is much harder than improving physical fitness. Not to mention technique, even in terms of explosive power, you might not be able to improve by three meters even after a year of training."

Zhou Haibo said thoughtfully, "Perhaps... once this guy's Ren and Du meridians are opened, he'll give us another big surprise?"

Chen Zhiyuan laughed, "Don't get your hopes up! Didn't you see that his sit-ups and squats were the same as before?"

Wu Hanfeng ignored everyone's discussion.

He picked up the grenade and walked back three meters.

Then, under everyone's gaze... he took a step... and detonated the missile...

"Get the hell out of here!"

Wu Hanfeng roared and the grenade in his hand flew into the air at an extremely fast speed!

"Holy shit!"

The moment the grenade flew from Wu Hanfeng's hand, everyone's eyes widened instantly!

Because the grenade reached a height of more than 30 meters two seconds after it was thrown.

Of course, not the vertical height upwards, but the height of rapid forward movement.

It's the height where speed is directly proportional to altitude!

Generally, the ratio of height to distance is 1:3.

In other words, if the highest point of the grenade's parabola is 10 meters, it proves that it can reach at least 30 meters, thus meeting the qualified standard.

"Holy crap! That height! That speed! It's heading for a hundred meters!"

"Is Feng going to break the record again?"

Everyone held their breath.

The grenade flew through the air past the 50-meter marker, 60 meters...

It's still flying forward.

But there are no more markings after that.

Because no supervisors were assigned.

The main problem is that nobody can believe that a new recruit could throw more than 60 meters!

The altitude is also decreasing rapidly!

But it's still at least 8 meters above the ground!

Finally, to everyone's astonishment, the grenade slammed down heavily in a spot they could barely see!

At that moment, even the supervisors forgot to go up and measure the distance immediately!

Because they noticed that the grenade landed quite a distance from the 60-meter marker!

It looks like it's doubled!

This distance will most likely break the record!

"Measure it quickly!"

Suppressing his excitement, Chen Zhiyuan loudly reminded the supervisor.

The supervisor then realized what was happening.

The two frantically pulled on the long plastic ruler, measuring backwards from the 60-meter marker.

When I saw the final distance, I was completely stunned!

"How many?"

"The supervisor in charge of registration asked loudly."

Everyone watched the supervisor with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Finally, the next second.

"118.8 meters!"

boom!

The moment those words were spoken, the entire audience went absolutely wild!

"My God! 118.8 meters! That breaks the record by almost 10 meters!"

"Brother Feng! My God!"

"No! That is our god!"

The new recruits' admiration for Wu Hanfeng was beyond words.

Chen Zhiyuan, Zhou Haibo, and Liu Yang exchanged glances, all unable to believe that this was the distance Wu Hanfeng had thrown!

"Um... Sergeant Zhou, am I dreaming?"

Liu Yang asked blankly.

Snapped!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Haibo slapped him across the face.

Liu Yang turned his head slightly, looking confused. "Why did you hit me?"

"Does it hurt?"

"pain!"

"Then it's not a dream."

"Then why don't you hit yourself?"

"I'm afraid of pain."

"..."

The supervisor in charge of registration wrote down the score with a slight tremor, then looked at Wu Hanfeng, "Um... Comrade Wu Hanfeng, you... you can submit two more times?"

Wu Hanfeng waved his hand, "No need, just use this score."

After saying that, he walked out.

"Brother Feng! Brother Feng! Let me see, how did your arms grow like that!"

The new recruits from the first platoon surged forward, once again exploring Wu Hanfeng's right arm.

Those bright eyes seemed to wish they could detach Wu Hanfeng's arm and attach it to their own bodies.

"Brother Feng, when did you become so amazing? Did you eat some poisonous mushrooms?"

"Are you stupid! Brother Feng didn't eat any poisonous mushrooms! I bet it's just the effect of getting dizzy from running!"

"Yes! It's the effect of running until he's dizzy! Brother Feng got dizzy three times! That's how he ended up like this!"

Upon hearing these words, Wu Hanfeng subconsciously looked at Zhou Haibo and Chen Zhiyuan.

The two people's expressions, which were originally shocked and excited, turned somewhat ugly.

Wu Hanfeng felt a chill run down his spine.

Damn it, they're blaming me again?

He turned around and flicked each of the green recruits on the head!

"Stop fucking speculating!"

"I've always been strong, okay? I just didn't show it before to save face for you all!"

The new recruits covered their heads, looking incredulous.

"Brother Feng, you're lying! If you were that capable, you would have become a sergeant long ago. Why would you need to enlist repeatedly?"

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "I do what I want! It's none of your business!"

Next, Class One was taken to the push-up test area.

The new recruits were all wondering if Wu Hanfeng, with his incredible arm strength, could do hundreds of reps in one go.

Unexpectedly, Wu Hanfeng only managed 60 before stopping.

His original intention was to test how powerful the explosive force of the Qilin Arm was.

Now that the test results are in, there's no need to continue this overexposure.

Otherwise, he was afraid he would really be taken away to be used as a guinea pig.

After the morning exams were finished, each company returned home.

The 5-kilometer run and shooting tests will be held in the afternoon.

But Wu Hanfeng's record-breaking achievements in pull-ups and hand grenades spread like the wind to every corner of the entire regiment!

The regimental commander's office.

The communications officer, Su Xiaohai, rushed in excitedly, shouting, "Commander! Commander!"

"Veteran Wu Hanfeng, veteran..."

Before Su Xiaohai could finish speaking, Li Cuicui heard the name Wu Hanfeng and reflexively jumped up from her seat, saying in a panic:

"What happened to that bastard this time?"

"Did he set the ammunition depot on fire?"

Su Xiaohai: "???"

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I'll continue writing the next chapter before midnight!