The hospital is too busy, so I'm going to join the army and become a top soldier!

Two weeks later.

400-meter obstacle course.

Shen Yan stood at the starting point and lowered his head to adjust the stopwatch to zero.

After a period of repeated training, he became extremely familiar with the entire route.

The muscle memory has almost become the basis for knowing where to jump from each obstacle, how long to take after landing, and how to allocate energy on the return journey.

Now, when I practice the 400-meter steeplechase, I can no longer find a lot of problems every time, unlike at the beginning.

He ran a time of 1 minute and 43 seconds yesterday.

The day before yesterday it was 1 minute and 44 seconds.

The closer you get to the limit, the slower the improvement rate!

But that's normal.

In the beginning, correcting one wrong movement could save two or three seconds.

Now that the movements are relatively stable, if we want to reduce the time by even one second, we have to work on the take-off position, breathing rhythm, and obstacle transitions bit by bit.

Shen Yan stretched his shoulders and back, and then pressed down on his legs.

After confirming that he was in good physical condition, he leaned forward slightly and pressed the stopwatch with his left hand.

The next second, he pressed the timer button and shot off instantly!

He moved quickly, but his pace and breathing remained within a pre-planned rhythm until he entered the obstacle course, at which point he began to accelerate further.

He crossed the three-step stakes, jumped into the trench, and then used the momentum to flip himself out.

The whole process was completed in one go.

After clearing the low wall, Shen Yan precisely landed on the take-off point, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and pushed off with both hands on the edge of the high board, flipping his body over without any unnecessary pause.

Ladders, high walls, single-plank bridges, low-pile netting...

One obstacle after another was quickly left behind.

After two weeks of intensive training, Shen Yan's every movement became extremely precise.

Even though his heart rate was rising and his shoulders, back, waist, abdomen, and legs were constantly being strained, his footing remained unchanged.

The last hundred meters of the return journey!

Shen Yan held back, his breathing rate suddenly increased, and his legs accelerated continuously, rushing towards the finish line in one breath.

Just as his body crossed the finish line, he raised his hand to stop the stopwatch.

This set of movements looks very smooth.

But looking down at the clock while sprinting still affected my speed a little.

Shen Yan jogged for several dozen meters, and only after his breathing had calmed down a bit did he pick up his stopwatch and glance at it.

One minute and forty seconds!

Still no game under 1 minute and 40 seconds.

Shen Yan frowned.

However, upon careful reflection of what just happened, the problem doesn't seem to lie in the obstacle course.

When he crossed the finish line, his attention was distracted as he tried to stop the stopwatch accurately, which caused his hand movements to take a little longer.

Otherwise, he should have been able to run it in under 1 minute and 40 seconds.

Shen Yan was about to rest for a few minutes before making another run when Chen Gang walked over from not far away with his hands behind his back.

Today, he didn't focus on any particular class, but instead walked around the various training grounds to check on the new recruits' training progress.

As soon as they reached the vicinity of the 400-meter obstacle course, they saw Shen Yan cross the finish line alone.

Chen Gang glanced at the training field, then at the stopwatch in Shen Yan's hand.

"How many did you run just now?"

"One minute and forty seconds."

Shen Yan reported the facts truthfully.

Chen Gang paused in his steps.

"How many?"

"One minute and forty seconds."

Chen Gang stared at Shen Yan for several seconds, then subconsciously looked around, as if to confirm whether the kid had missed a few obstacles.

"The complete route?"

"Complete route"

"Did you time it yourself?"

"right."

Shen Yan handed over the stopwatch.

Chen Gang took it and glanced at it; the screen did indeed show one minute and forty seconds.

But instead of believing him, he frowned even more deeply.

What does 1 minute and 40 seconds mean in the 400-meter obstacle course?

After two weeks of training, it's considered good if a recruit can pass with a time of two minutes and thirty seconds!

Those who can consistently run under two minutes are considered to have achieved some of the better results among veterans!

As for a score of 1 minute and 40 seconds, that's not a score that ordinary recruits can easily achieve!

The highest publicly recorded time in the entire military is only about one minute and twenty-one seconds.

Those who can keep the time down to that level are all top-notch athletes with top-notch physical fitness, obstacle course skills, and on-the-spot performance!

Where is Shen Yan?

I've only practiced for two weeks at most!

From 2 minutes and 30 seconds the first time, to 2 minutes and 3 seconds on the first afternoon, and now to 1 minute and 40 seconds!

Others train for the 400-meter obstacle course by grinding their way forward little by little.

How come this kid is improving so fast in the 400-meter obstacle course, like he's got a cheat code?

Chen Gang originally thought he had gotten used to Shen Yan's training speed.

Looking back now, what a load of rubbish!

Just when he thought he was getting used to it, this kid would come up with something new for him.

"How did you stop the watch just now?"

"Press the button yourself at the start, and stop automatically after crossing the finish line."

Chen Gang's eyelid twitched.

"Do you have to look down at the stopwatch when you cross the finish line?"

"I need to take a look."

"That will definitely affect the speed!"

Chen Gang snapped the stopwatch into his hand, turned around, and pointed to the starting point.

"Take a five-minute break."

"You'll make another trip in a bit, and I'll time it for you myself!"

Shen Yan had wanted to try again anyway, so he immediately nodded.

"yes!"

Five minutes later.

Shen Yan stood at the starting line again.

Chen Gang gripped the stopwatch, his expression turning serious.

He wanted to see how Shen Yan managed to get a score of 1 point and 40!

"Ready!"

Shen Yan leaned forward, his gaze fixed ahead.

"start!"

Chen Gang pressed the stopwatch.

Shen Yan rushed out almost simultaneously!

Start, accelerate, enter the obstacle zone.

Chen Gang's gaze remained fixed on Shen Yan.

After overcoming the previous obstacles, most of the doubt on his face disappeared.

There were no unnecessary small steps, and no ineffective pauses.

His take-off position, landing center of gravity, and rhythm transitions between obstacles were all so stable that they didn't seem like those of a recruit who had only trained for two weeks!

The most outrageous thing is that Shen Yan's movements were not the kind of risky running style that only pursued speed and disregarded stability.

He left himself enough room for control with every jump, vault, and landing.

"This kid..."

Chen Gang stared at Shen Yan passing through the high board, his lips twitching slightly.

"We're playing it safe, so we haven't gone all out yet!"

After returning, Shen Yan's breathing became noticeably heavier, but his movements remained unchanged.

In the final 100 meters, he accelerated again!

This time, Shen Yan didn't need to look at the stopwatch or stop the timer; he only needed to focus on the finish line and sprint with all his might.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters!

Shen Yan sprinted across the finish line in one breath.

Chen Gang quickly stopped the stopwatch.

He looked down at the screen.

One minute and thirty-nine seconds!

Chen Gang remained silent.

Shen Yan continued jogging forward for a while, then turned around and walked back.

"Company commander, how many?"

Chen Gang did not answer immediately, but looked down at the stopwatch again.

One minute and thirty-nine seconds!

"When you just timed it 1 minute and 40 seconds, it wasn't because you timed it too fast."

Chen Gang handed the stopwatch to Shen Yan, his expression complex.

"It was the timer that delayed you by a second!"

Shen Yan took the stopwatch, glanced at it, and finally smiled.

Sure enough, it went in at 1 minute and 40 seconds!

Although it was only a second faster, it means that he had no problems adjusting his movements and rhythm during that time.

Chen Gang couldn't laugh at all.

Two weeks.

One minute and thirty-nine seconds!

If he continues training at this pace, is Shen Yan planning to make the entire army feel the pressure from the recruit company in another month?

Chen Gang suddenly remembered that when Shen Yangang was training to carry 20 kilograms of weight for 5 kilometers, he was worried that Shen Yangang was progressing too fast and would cause problems with his body.

The weight was gradually increased.

He worried and worried, and eventually he became numb.

The same applies to bombing.

On his first visit to the communications company, Shen Yan broke their company record, which scared He Zhiyuan so much that he almost detained him on the spot!

Now it's time for the 400-meter obstacle course.

It's the same storyline, but a different project!

A breathtakingly fast ascent!

Shen Yan steadied her breathing and looked up at Chen Gang.

"Company commander, I request to switch to the next project."

"Change projects?"

"right."

Shen Yan said seriously:

"My movements and rhythm in the 400-meter obstacle course have basically stabilized. Continuing to practice for a short period of time will not significantly improve my efficiency."

"I want to learn about new military training subjects."

Chen Gang looked at Shen Yan in front of him and quickly went through the projects he would be involved in after basic training.

This kid's weighted running has reached a level that makes people question the meaning of life.

He broke the records for bombing and communications.

He ran the 400-meter steeplechase in under 1 minute and 39 seconds in two weeks.

Needless to say, their regular physical training already meets the requirements of special forces!

This kid's body is like an insatiable training pod!

I can cram in a ton of training today, have a meal, take a nap, and be ready to update the game again tomorrow!

Since this kid wants to switch projects...

Then give him a really difficult one!

Furthermore, you can no longer choose events that rely primarily on physical fitness and movement breakdown.

Chen Gang refused to believe that there was anything that could make Shen Yan take a look at it, practice for a couple of days, and then directly reach the top level!

With that thought in mind, he had already made up his mind.

"OK."

"Let's rest this afternoon."

"I'll take you to another training ground tomorrow morning."

Shen Yan's eyes lit up.

"Company commander, what are we practicing tomorrow?"

Chen Gang glanced at him, but didn't answer immediately. Instead, he gave a meaningful smile.

You'll find out tomorrow.

"This project is different from weighted running, grenade throwing, and the 400-meter steeplechase."

"Good physical fitness is only a basic requirement."

"To truly master it, you need stability, judgment, breathing, aiming, and control over timing."

The more Chen Gang spoke, the more confident he became.

Shooting isn't just about running fast or having a lot of strength!

Firearm structure, gun handling techniques, gun stability, aiming, breathing rhythm, trigger control...

Every step requires extensive training!

Many new recruits were so nervous during their first live-fire exercise that they couldn't even keep their rifle butts steady.

Some people are good at aiming and holding guns, but when they hear a gunshot, their minds still go blank.

This time, Shen Yan should at least be allowed to practice for a few more days, right?

……

night.

Class 2 dormitory.

As soon as Shen Yan walked in, Wei Shanjia and Ga Wa surrounded him.

Wei Shanjia, without even bothering to wash the socks he was only halfway through, blocked Shen Yan's way with his hands still covered in soap suds.

These two have been doing this every day for the past two weeks; as soon as Shen Yan comes back, he asks him about his grades.

"How many runs did you do today?"

Shen Yan glanced at him.

"How much what?"

"Stop pretending!"

Wei Shanjia shook the foam off his hands.

"Company Commander Chen personally timed you; the entire second platoon knows!"

"How many meters did you run in the 400-meter steeplechase today?"

Ga Wa also moved to the other side, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Tell me, friend."

"We just want to know, what version have you updated to today!"

Hearing the commotion, the other recruits in the dormitory also perked up their ears.

Even Liang Zheng, who was organizing training records at the table, stopped writing.

Shen Yan placed the washbasin under the bed, her tone calm.

"We're already preparing to switch events. Let's not talk about the 400-meter steeplechase result."

"No!"

Wei Shanjia was the first to disagree.

"Why shouldn't you say?"

"If you were slower, you would have said so already!"

If they don't tell us now, they must have achieved some insane results again!

Ga Wa nodded in agreement.

"It's like a sheep getting lost, and the shepherd is shouting all over the hillside."

"If he picks up a sheep, he promises he won't say a word!"

Shen Yan looked completely bewildered.

"What does this have to do with sheep?"

"It's okay."

Ga Wa is very honest.

"But the less you tell us, the more we want to know!"

Wei Shanjia stepped forward, blocking Shen Yan's way back to his bed.

"We're all comrades in the same class, what's there to hide?"

"Report your results immediately!"

"If you don't tell me today, I won't be able to sleep at night!"

Shen Yan looked around.

Everyone in the dormitory was staring at him.

Liang Zheng remained with his back to them, seemingly completely uninterested. He hadn't written a single word in his training notes for a long time.

Shen Yan had no choice but to speak.

"One minute and thirty-nine seconds."

The dormitory fell silent instantly.

Wei Shanjia's expression froze.

Ga Wa also opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

The other recruits in the second platoon looked at each other, wondering if they had misheard.

"One point...how much?"

Wei Shanjia repeated it with difficulty.

"One minute and thirty-nine seconds."

Shen Yan explained:

"I timed myself at one minute and forty seconds, but later Company Commander Chen personally timed me and found that I wasted a second by pressing the stopwatch when I crossed the finish line."

Wei Shanjia fell completely silent.

You're wasting a second by timing yourself.

So the actual score is 1 point and 39!

Listen.

Is this something a human being should say?

While he and Ga Wa were practicing the 400-meter obstacle course, they were also figuring out how to get out of the trench more gracefully.

Shen Yan has already started researching how to avoid wasting even a second by timing himself!

Ga Wa looked down at his legs, then looked up at Shen Yan.

"friend."

"I suddenly realize you're not made of steel."

"Even an iron statue couldn't update this fast."

Liang Zheng slowly put down his pen at the table.

One minute and thirty-nine seconds.

His best time at military school was only about one minute and fifty-three seconds.

In other words, Shen Yan only practiced for two weeks and was already a full fourteen seconds faster than him!

Liang Zheng silently turned his head and looked at the wall.

fortunately.

Luckily, I didn't act impulsively this time!

Thinking of this, Liang Zheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Gang's lesson was effective.

Commanders should just do their job of commanding; there's no need to compare themselves to freaks!

No comparison!

I will never compare myself to Shen Yan!

On the other side, Wei Shanjia finally recovered a little from the blow.

He decided to temporarily set aside the somber topic of one minute and thirty-nine seconds, and instead asked:

"So what project are you switching to tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Ga Wa and the others from Class Two immediately had their attention drawn to it.

Shen Yan did not answer immediately.

He recalled what Chen Gang had said that afternoon.

In addition, Chen Gang said he would take him to another training ground tomorrow.

The answer is already obvious.

Shen Yan looked at everyone, a slow smile spreading across his face, and said in a low voice:

"I think I should start touching a gun sooner rather than later!"

Wei Shanjia's eyes widened instantly.

"What?!"

The little boy was also dumbfounded.

"Touching a gun?"

"A real gun?"

The other new recruits in the dormitory immediately surrounded them.

They had been in the army for over a month, and although they already knew that shooting training would be arranged later.

However, there has been no official notification yet regarding when exactly the guns will be handled!

But now Shen Yan is telling them that he wants to get started with shooting ahead of schedule?

Wei Shanjia's sock fell into the basin with a thud, splashing soapy water all over his trouser leg, but he didn't care at all.

"Why should I?"

"We're all new recruits!"

"You ran the 400-meter steeplechase fast, so why are you being rewarded with touching the gun early?"

Ga Wa looked at Shen Yan with envy on his face.

"First place in weighted running, record-breaking grenade throwing, 1 minute and 39 seconds in the 400-meter obstacle course, and now I have to handle a gun ahead of time."

"Friend, this isn't like being a recruit."

"Are you unlocking all the basic training skills ahead of schedule?!"

Wei Shanjia felt increasingly uneasy.

He had initially thought that once he recovered his grenade throwing skills, he would be able to catch up with Shen Yan's training progress very quickly.

Now look what's happened! His own grenades are far inferior to Shen Yan's, and he's even further behind in terms of 400 meters!

But that's not all. Is Shen Yan, that pervert, already preparing to touch the gun ahead of time?

With the speed at which he updates this version, is he even letting the new recruits of the same generation survive?

Upon hearing the word "shooting," Liang Zheng finally turned around.

Looking at the expectation on Shen Yan's face, he suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

He knew very well that gun shooting was different from the previous projects.

Thinking of this, Liang Zheng relaxed slightly.

This time, Shen Yan can't possibly improve his shooting score in just a few more days of practice, right?

But as soon as this thought popped into his head, Liang Zheng remembered his previous judgments.

His expression froze instantly.

Well, I shouldn't speak too soon.

Let's go to the shooting range tomorrow and see how things go!