You've already received a first-class merit award, why are you pretending to be a new recruit a

The moment the finish line was crossed, the timer's whistle blew.

Li Lei didn't flush.

Chen Jingxing didn't rush.

The few recruits in the front row who still had energy all slowed down their steps, leaving the last two steps for Liu Hai.

Eleven pairs of shoes, almost all stitched at the same time.

As soon as his bangs crossed the line, his right leg buckled and he fell forward.

Chen Jingxing's hand was already outstretched.

"Don't hug me!"

Wang Dashan's shout came crashing down.

Xiao Longteng was half a step ahead of him and stood directly in front of Liu Hai.

I didn't reach out.

Simply use the position to block the direction in which the bangs fall outwards.

Liu Hai forced himself to hold his breath, supporting himself on his knees with both hands, and panted with his back bent.

"Report……"

His voice was cut off.

"I...didn't fall."

When Wang Dashan rushed up to him, the first thing he did wasn't to curse.

He looked down at his feet.

How much pain does it cause?

Liu Hai gritted his teeth.

"five."

The medic arrived with his bag on his back and immediately squatted down.

"Sit down, don't be stubborn."

Liu Hai subconsciously looked at Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan stomped his foot on the ground.

"What are you looking at me for? Sit down if the medic tells you to!"

Liu Hai then sat down by the track.

Chen Jingxing immediately squatted down.

"Comrade Liu Hai, congratulations, you've kept your job on your right foot."

Liu Hai was panting and couldn't laugh.

Did I... pass?

"Shut up."

Wang Dashan shoved the kettle into his hands.

"Restore according to the procedure first."

Just as Chen Jingxing was about to shout, Wang Dashan glared at him.

"Attention, class!"

"Take three steps apart and walk slowly to recover!"

"Drink water in small sips. Anyone who dares to sit down on the ground, I'll make them run another 200 meters!"

The initial burst of energy in the class was immediately brought back into the proper order by that shout.

Li Lei, holding onto the backpack strap, led the way and slowly walked to the side.

Zhang Qiang still wants to look back at the results.

Wang Dashan nudged him.

"What are you looking at? Can your grades grow legs and run away?"

Zhang Qiang immediately turned back.

"Report: Recovery in progress."

Chen Jingxing, supporting his back, still couldn't hold back.

"Squad leader, we've already crossed the line, can't we celebrate first?"

Wang Dashan pointed at him.

"You celebrate now, and when your leg cramps up later, I'll celebrate with you."

Chen Jingxing immediately changed his tune.

"Report: I choose to win quietly."

Xiao Longteng stood at the end of the line and first scanned the entire class's equipment.

Kettle buckle.

Backpack straps.

shoelace.

Liu Hai's right foot is on the ground.

Everything is still within the rules.

He handed the kettle to Liu Hai.

"Xiaokou."

Liu Hai took it, his hands still trembling.

"Brother Xiao, did I not hold anyone back?"

Xiao Longteng only replied with one sentence.

"We'll talk about it after the results are out."

Liu Hai lowered his head, paused for a few seconds, and then raised it again.

"Then I'll pretend I didn't delay."

Chen Jingxing immediately took over.

"That's a clever way to put it; you should admit yourself first."

Wang Dashan cursed back.

"Chen Jingxing, your mouth recovered the fastest."

"Reporting, squad leader, my lungs are failing, so my mouth will do the work for them."

"One more word of work, and twenty push-ups."

Chen Jingxing immediately shut up.

On the other side, after Class Two crossed the line, their formation became even more scattered.

The two new recruits in the front row crossed the finish line early. Looking back, Sun Ming was still behind, being chased by Chen Fei.

When Sun Ming crossed the line, he almost knelt down.

Chen Fei reached out and blocked the outside of his shoulder, but didn't help him up.

"Stop right there, wait a minute!"

Sun Ming was panting, his face flushed.

"Class monitor... a perfect score in theory can't save my leg."

Chen Fei didn't curse this time.

He first looked at the two new recruits who rushed out in the front row, and then looked at the recovery area of ​​a platoon.

"This plan will be effective for the first two kilometers."

Sun Ming looked up.

"What happens next?"

Chen Fei stopped the stopwatch.

"It was removed from the list by the rules later."

Sun Ming didn't dare to joke.

A new recruit in the front row of the second squad muttered to himself.

"Class monitor, our individual grades aren't bad."

Chen Fei turned around.

"Did you take a test today?"

The soldier immediately shut up.

Chen Fei closed the training clipboard.

"The last person is dragged down, no matter how fast the people in front run."

Sun Ming, his voice still weak, supported his knees.

"So we lost because we came in last place?"

Chen Fei stared at him.

"We lost because we didn't take care of the last-place team sooner."

After those words were spoken, no one in Class Two dared to utter another word.

In Class 3, Li Qiang didn't make it into the top three when he crossed the line.

In the last kilometer, he ran with Zhou Yong, and their ranking dropped significantly.

After Zhou Yong crossed the line, he held onto the backpack strap, and his voice changed.

"Brother Qiang, I really didn't stop."

Li Qiang was also breathing heavily.

"Don't call me brother."

Zhou Yong was stunned.

Li Qiang added another sentence.

"Next time you can call him the deputy squad leader."

Zhou Yong almost laughed out of anger.

Zhao Hai walked over, his notebook already open.

"Li Qiang".

"arrive."

"Why slow down in the last kilometer?"

Li Qiang paused for a moment.

"Report, Zhou Yong can't keep up."

Zhao Hai didn't reply.

Li Qiang paused for two seconds, then added.

"No one can miss a shift."

Zhao Hai lowered his head and wrote a line in his notebook.

Li Qiang couldn't help but glance upwards.

"Class monitor, should we write down the deductions?"

Zhao Hai closed the notebook.

"You can still be saved by writing this."

Li Qiang immediately straightened up.

"Report, could you make it larger?"

Zhao Hai raised his hand.

"Go back to recovery."

"Yes."

At the score tallying point, the timekeeper handed Lei Zhan all three sheets together.

Lei Zhan didn't rush to make an announcement.

He looked at the last person's score first.

Liu Hai, who ranked last in Class One.

Passed the passing grade.

The score was not high.

effective.

The timekeeper then retrieved the average score.

"Class 1 is not in a good position in the first two kilometers."

"They started to overtake in the third kilometer."

"The team is in the lead at the fourth kilometer."

"First place overall at the finish line".

The squad leaders next to them looked at each other.

Some people couldn't resist.

"The last-place team was injured, yet they still managed to get first place overall?"

The timekeeper pushed the form forward.

"Small formation differences, zero instances of falling behind, zero instances of equipment being scattered, and zero violations during the journey."

The class monitor fell silent.

Lei Zhan looked up.

"Class One, assemble!"

Wang Dashan immediately led the man back to the line.

After being confirmed by the medic, Liu Hai stood at the end of the line, not daring to put full weight on his right foot.

Wang Dashan lowered his voice.

"Report if you can't stand up straight."

Liu Hai gritted his teeth.

"Report, we can stand."

Chen Jingxing muttered something under his breath.

"Brother, your performance is valid even just standing here."

Wang Dashan did not turn around.

"Chen Jingxing".

"arrive."

"Do you also want to increase your training effectively?"

Chen Jingxing immediately pulled his chin back.

"Report, I'll shut up."

Lei Zhan stood in front of the three shifts.

"The results of the five-kilometer preliminary survey are now being released."

The line quieted down.

"First place overall, Class One."

On the other side, the tension in his chest was almost unbearable.

Chen Jingxing had just taken a breath when Wang Dashan spoke first.

"Whoever calls for extra practice."

Chen Jingxing forced himself to swallow his words, his face turning red from holding it in.

Li Lei grabbed the backpack strap, then immediately let go.

Liu Hai lowered his head and his shoulder twitched slightly.

Xiao Longteng stood beside him and heard him exhale.

I held my breath the whole way.

Lei Zhan continued reading.

"Second overall, Class 2."

"Individual performance was strong, but the team faltered in the latter part of the season and lost control of the rhythm."

"Key areas for rectification: seamless integration between the preceding and following stages."

Chen Fei stands at attention.

"Yes."

Sun Ming muttered to himself in the queue.

"This time, the theory was truly put into practice."

Chen Fei turned his head to the side.

"Go back and write a debriefing; we'll call it this."

Sun Mingren was completely stunned.

"Squad leader, I just finished running."

"His brain hasn't finished processing."

Someone from Class 3 almost burst out laughing.

Lei Zhan turned around, and the third squad immediately stood up straight.

"The third shift performed steadily overall. Some individuals were overly aggressive in the early stages, but the recovery was effective in the later stages."

Zhao Hai stands at attention.

"Yes."

Lei Zhan called roll.

"Li Qiang".

"arrive!"

"Your individual ranking dropped. Do you know why?"

Li Qiang responded loudly.

"Report, last-mile recovery formation."

Do you regret it?

Li Qiang paused for a moment.

No regrets.

Lei Zhan tapped the record board.

"Remember this sentence from today."

Li Qiang stood even straighter.

"yes!"

Lei Zhan turned the form to the next page.

"For the other classes, we'll review the issues this afternoon."

"Loose equipment, crowded water replenishment, and failure to report missing persons will be rectified one by one."

He paused for two seconds, lowering his voice.

"This five-kilometer preliminary assessment isn't just for show."

"Whoever treats the rules as mere decorations, the rules will take away their achievements."

No one in Class One moved.

But that excitement still lingered in the queue.

Especially the bangs.

He used to stand at the back of the line and always felt like he was a burden.

He's still last on today's report card.

The last place can be valid.

He deserves credit for being first in his class.

The sanitation worker called Liu Hai aside for a second check.

"It hurts about 5/10, the swelling hasn't worsened significantly, but my mobility is limited. I'll stop running and jumping this afternoon."

Liu Hai got anxious.

"That training..."

The medic looked up.

"You still want to jump?"

Wang Dashan answered directly.

"If he dares to jump, I'll take his shoes."

Liu Hai didn't dare to say a word.

Zhou Zhengguo took the notebook and wrote down Liu Hai's feedback frequency, pain points, and training results.

He added a line at the end.

A sense of class consciousness has begun to take shape in Class 1.

The wounded were not excluded.

The team proactively reduced the risk in the final stages.

He closed the notebook and turned to Xiao Longteng.

Xiao Longteng is helping Chen Jingxing re-press the backpack straps.

After running, Chen Jingxing's hands were sore, and he couldn't button his shirt up even after two attempts.

"Brother Xiao, wasn't I quite restrained just now?"

Xiao Longteng lowered his head and fastened the belt buckle.

"The last kilometer was impoverished three times."

"Only three times? I've made tremendous progress."

"button."

"immediately."

Zhou Zhengguo didn't go over, but he wrote this down as well.

Lei Zhan took the complete data from the first shift and walked over to the timekeeper.

"Print out the piecewise curves for class one separately."

The timekeeper tapped the tablet a few times.

He stopped after the curve appeared.

Lei Zhan took it and glanced at it.

The speed of Class 1 does not change quickly.

But every time they slowed down, pulled away, or overtook, they got stuck at the very point where they should have gotten stuck.

Lei Zhan looked up, his gaze falling on the back of the line.

"Xiao Longteng".

"arrive."

"Come here."