Free Web NovelChapter 247: Chapter 191: Not Discussing Results, I Challenge You!
Fang Huai emerged from the hallway, a look of dissatisfaction plastered on his face.
"Damn it, what’s going on in the back? Relying on me alone to drag the hose, can I even move it?!"
Zhang Yang behind him looked utterly indifferent.
This... hasn’t it already been dragged?
And quite fast at that! Brother, you’re short one person behind you, did you know that?
It wasn’t until the hose had been dragged to the predetermined location that Liu Jianfeng, holding his head and feeling dizzy, sat up with some remorse:
"Sorry, Instructor... I’ve delayed everyone a bit."
This exercise, once a person lies down, becomes very difficult to carry out.
If any one person supporting the hose loses their grip, the entire hose might become immovable, getting caught on the ground at the connection point.
Even if you continue to move forward, you can’t reach normal speed.
But at that moment, Cao Yi patted his helmet:
"No worries, no big impact, you can continue sleeping."
As soon as his words fell, Squad Leader Hao Chengbin on Gun No. 1 at the training tower was already shouting his approval.
Gun No. 2 also shouted its readiness.
The one holding the water gun was Ye Jiahong. Today, Huang Yong had gone to the training team, and Ye Jiahong had volunteered to take Huang’s position. With the captain leading from the front, everyone was greatly motivated.
Replacing Xiao Hei was Kong Xiangzhong.
Beep.
Cao Yi glanced at the stopwatch in his hand.
minute 26 seconds.
The previous best record was 1 minute 23 seconds. Today, with a major mistake and two substitutions made, to achieve such a result was already quite astonishing.
Truth be told, the moment Liu Jianfeng hit the ground, he thought this round was a goner.
Suppressing a smile, Cao Yi looked up and shouted loudly, "One minute... thirty-five! Too slow! Today it’s really too slow!"
Only then did everyone notice Liu Jianfeng sitting on the ground.
Squad Leader Hao Chengbin immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, "Crap! Did Liu Jianfeng drop out of formation?! No wonder this round went so smoothly. If it weren’t for Liu Jianfeng’s mishap, we would have made at least 1 minute 25...26!"
To speak or not to speak, Squad Leader Hao’s intuition was too accurate this time.
At that, Cao Yi’s mouth couldn’t help but curl into a smile.
"No problem! Keep it up! We made last-minute changes to our team today! Getting these results is already good! Let’s strive to reach 1 minute 30 today!"
In front of the training tower’s window ledge.
Ye Jiahong expressed his dissatisfaction, "Damn... I haven’t done this in a while, sorry guys, my firing was delayed by a second or two."
But Squad Leader Hao, looking at Cao Yi not far away with a seemingly amused expression, felt something was off.
That look... there’s a trick to it.
But he couldn’t figure it out, since Liu Jianfeng had indeed fallen behind.
After a while, he shook his head, "No worries, during the Martial Arts Competition, it will be Huang Yong on Gun No. 2. His speed is almost the same as mine.
Actually, your speed isn’t slow either. Even if you step in, the result won’t differ much. I suggest you could try a few rounds."
"That won’t do, with scores of squadrons, a result of 1 minute 35 is only considered excellent. Slowing down by even a second could drop us several ranks, it’s no joke."
"It was just a mistake this round! Our previous best score was 1 minute 23! Let’s go, train again!"
"1 minute 23? Damn! Then we have a chance for first place!"
...
That afternoon, four rounds.
Everyone was out of energy.
Liu Jianfeng also gradually adapted to Fang Huai’s rhythm of rushing forward while dragging the hose, leaning his body forward and keeping a bit more distance from Fang Huai, granting himself some space to perform.
But the highest score was only 1 minute 29.
Squad Leader Hao was beginning to get annoyed, lying on the ground gasping for air and screaming furiously:
"Motherf***er, where exactly is the problem in the sequence?"
Everyone looked towards Liu Jianfeng.
Because that afternoon, Cao Yi kept criticizing Liu Jianfeng for being "too slow", "stay farther from Fang Huai", "tighten your steps".
Liu Jianfeng was becoming somewhat withdrawn.
When Squad Leader Xiong was doing this position before, he wasn’t very fast either! Am I that much worse than Squad Leader Xiong?!
Everyone in their wildest dreams couldn’t have guessed that the issue lay with the referee.
Cao Yi was inwardly beaming.
Oh my god, 1 minute 21!
After switching out three people, aside from Liu Jianfeng being slightly better than the back pain-ridden Xiong Jie, Ye Jiahong and Kong Xiangzhong were far behind compared to Huang Yong and Xiao Hei.
Today, after the substitutions, he’d been wildly misreporting the scores every round, adding an extra eight or nine seconds, yet not a single person doubted him.
Round after round, as he watched Fang Huai’s expression grow increasingly fierce and Liu Jianfeng’s actions become more cautious, the overall speed of the team also increased with each round.
Cao Yi found that the reason for improvement was Fang Huai.
He had truly become stronger.
Throughout the process, Fang Huai demonstrated terrifying brute force, charging forward with the hose hissing along, the more he was provoked, the faster he charged, causing Liu Jianfeng to constantly catch up. Cao Yi had to keep him several meters away from Fang Huai when holding the hose to prevent being pulled down.
The leading gunner was nearly sprinting at full strength.
Fang Huai also realized the reason for the regression was Cao Yi.
Damn it, he reset the stopwatch after every score, never letting others see it!
"Instructor Cao, you have a problem."
Fang Huai gave Cao Yi a cold gaze, "Squad Leader Liu hasn’t been holding me back in the last few rounds, and I clearly feel that I’m faster than before! How could we be so many seconds slower?!"
Upon hearing this, Cao Yi panicked. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
There was still a day’s training tomorrow, and he had to keep "motivating" them!
With this state of affairs, wouldn’t they end up training below 1 minute 20?
He immediately stood with his hands behind his back, asserting confidently:
"Fang Huai, I need to point out a problem with you! Your position is still too slow! When connecting the hose on the ground, if you connect yours faster, why not straighten out Group of Gun No. 2’s hose for them while you’re at it!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Huai experienced an outright pupil-dilating shock.
This time, it wasn’t a problem that could be solved with a few muttered complaints.
Hands on hips, he loudly protested, "Instructor Cao, what you’ve said is total baloney— like a panda ordering takeout—bamboo delivered straight home! I connect my own two lengths of hose before the single-log bridge, then I still have to go help Squad Leader Hao find his length, that’s already the work of two people! When I rush forward carrying the hose, Squad Leader Liu is two meters behind me, leaving me to shoulder such a long stretch of hose alone! I alone, am at least doing the work of two and a half people, right?"
"What the hell, do I have to do the work of a third person now?"
"Have you been out drinking with the Party Captain of the People’s Armed Police again? You’ve completely mastered his bootlicking technique!"
Fang Huai cursed under his breath.
Just now, he had truly relied on brute strength and proficiency with the water hose to save energy, speeding up the entire team’s performance.
Lying on the ground gasping for air beside him was Hao Chengbin, who now sat up, frowning and saying:
"Could Fang Huai possibly be slowing us down? With his learning ability and physical strength, he’s practically perfected the role of operator number three!
If we swapped him out, the whole team would slow down!"
"Old Cao, can’t you see that?
That shouldn’t be! You motherf... Are you doing this on purpose? I’m telling you, don’t treat us like fools!"
"Damn?" Cao Yi couldn’t find the words to reply, so he resorted to pulling rank: "I am the highest leader of this squadron, does my word have no credibility now?
What the hell, are you guys trying to start a mutiny?"
But Fang Huai was thoroughly unconvinced:
"Instructor, what’s the real score? Tell the truth! This killer drill, other people do it twice and it’s already tough, and here we seven are, like oxen huffing and puffing through it all afternoon, doing it four times! And not even a real score to show for it? Don’t push us!"
Having said this, he glanced at Hao Chengbin.
Hao Chengbin understood the signal, stood up, and positioned himself to the left of Cao Yi, Fang Huai to the right, hemming him in.
The others saw this and got excited.
Oh my god, they’re going to take down the Instructor!
Ye Jiahong, exhausted but now with renewed interest, also got up and looked at Cao Yi with ill intent.
Cao Yi’s scalp tingled: "Shit, what are you guys doing?"
As he spoke, he slowly retreated backward.
Ye Jiahong, as if seeing a chance for redemption, laughed heartily:
"Brothers! Overthrow this Dog Secretary! I’ll be the Secretary and give the whole squadron three days off!"
"Oh my god, Ye Jiahong, I just helped you avoid writing a self-criticism this noon!" Cao Yi bellowed.
With that, he turned and ran.
This set everyone off completely.
"Catch the Secretary!"
"Shit! Charge! Put some elbow grease in!"
The group, previously collapsed from exhaustion, seemed suddenly infused with energy, running wildly around the playground trying to catch Cao Yi.
"Oh my god! Rebellion! Protect the VIP! Protect the VIP!" Cao Yi dodged and yelled as he fled.
Watching from the vehicle, Fang Hongliang’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Cao Yi had always been very serious at the Second Squadron, and he had never experienced such treatment before!
Fang Hongliang immediately turned around and started rummaging through the vehicle.
He found a communications bag.
Luckily, the camera hadn’t been taken out of the car by Meng Qiang.
Just as Cao Yi was caught by the group, Fang Hongliang also got out of the car with the camera, turned it on, and got out.
"Are you going to talk or not!" Hao Chengbin shouted as he lifted Cao Yi’s leg, heading toward the basketball hoop.
"Shit, Hao Chengbin! This isn’t a joke!" Cao Yi tried to maintain a serious composure, ordering them to put him down.
However, no one paid him any attention.
Not far away, Fang Hongliang approached with the camera, continuously snapping photos.
Fang Huai roared: "Instructor, sorry about this! Come on! One, two, three! Hoist him up!"
Cao Yi’s lower half was abruptly raised by the group, repeatedly being pushed up and down against the pole.
"Ouch, damn!"
"Shit shit shit! Go easy!"
"I’ll talk! Can’t I just talk?!"
Not far off, Fang Hongliang finally caught on to what was happening. Always a good-natured guy, he laughed heartily:
"No need for him to tell! Tomorrow, I’ll take note of your scores from the truck, work him over! Let me snap a few more shots!"
"Hahaha... Do it!"
Cao Yi’s lower body was again lifted by the group, panicking with Old Fang acting as an inside man, hiding it now seemed pointless, he yelled out:
"1 minute 21 seconds! The very last run, 1 minute 21 seconds!"
Everyone’s gaze suddenly filled with joy.
Ye Jiahong was even more stunned: "At my level, I achieved 1 minute 21?!"
Once down on the ground, Cao Yi regained his seriousness, the secret now out, he started giving individual feedback:
"Old Fang, you could have been at least a second quicker before the monkey bridge with the water.
And you, Ye Jiahong, you’re always slow crossing the bridge! The place where you’re the slowest compared to Huang Yong is right there. Just overcome that, and I think you can make it!
Jiang Jun, you’re noticeably slow when scooping the water hose! Squad Leader Fang doesn’t dare to slack off with the water, and you’re one of the reasons why!
Liu Jianfeng, when you enter the obstacle, you need to lay down two lengths of water hose. If it’s not possible for you to catch up, you could directly carry it in!
Fang Huai is ahead of you; he’s so fierce, keep it low and he can handle it! As long as the water is there, if you can’t catch up in time, you can just run carrying it!
The only one without significant problems is Zhang Yang. You’re the last one; just neatly sort out the water hose for them, and bring in the final stretch!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Hongliang shook his head with his hands behind his back: "You just shout to add water, stepping on the gas pedal is easy for me, but what if it slips out, or the water gun pressure is too high, how would the people up front withstand it?"
"Bullshit!" Cao Yi immediately pointed at Fang Huai:
"He’s as strong as an ox, very fierce! During the martial arts competition, just do a couple of runs, as long as there is a score for the first run, the second run, just let it rip! Fang Huai can handle it!"
"Ouch, Instructor Cao, how can I handle that? I still have to go manage the hoses for Gun No. 2!"
Fang Huai immediately retorted with a hint of sarcasm.
When it comes to training, everyone relies on their own strength, and whoever has the ability is the boss. He was not afraid of anyone.
But Cao Yi glanced around and pointed at Fang Huai:
"This guy is a wealthy tycoon! Donate some money; it’s a hundred thousand! Strutting around the squadron every day, don’t you guys want to take him down?"
"Shit."
Fang Huai, quicker on the uptake than Cao Yi, immediately understood that he was going to be on the receiving end of everyone’s frustration today. He gasped and turned to run.
Unfortunately for him, everyone’s response was even quicker.
And moreover, sprinting was Fang Huai’s weakest link, and here was Liu Jianfeng who could run 100 meters in 10.8 seconds.
Half a minute later, Fang Huai’s howls echoed across the playground:
"I was wrong! I was wrong! I’ll never show off again!"
(Adding another Chapter before midnight.)
