Free Web NovelChapter 519: Chapter 412: Did You Get First Place?_2
"Should we leave some margin? If you focus all the attention on our squadron and we fail at the national Grand Martial Arts Competition... Even in the case where it’s all maneuvers, a single carelessness could lead us to defeat even at the Corps Martial Arts Competition."
Fang Huai smiled.
"In professional fields, truly formidable people are divided into two categories, one is called excellence, and the other is called outstanding. Do you know who can be called outstanding?"
Old Cao knew he was about to show off again and couldn’t be bothered to set him up, so he shook his head very straightforwardly.
Just go ahead with your act; why do you have to slap my face while you’re at it?
Fang Huai looked at him somewhat speechlessly.
Oh my god, if you don’t say a few words to let me counter, I feel really uncomfortable talking!
But after smacking his lips, he still said:
"’Lie Zi’s Shooting’ defines it as, under normal circumstances, extraordinary performance is called excellence, and under extraordinary circumstances, normal performance is called outstanding.
Outstanding people, who have explored various situations, know not only what happens but also why it happens, aren’t afraid of pressure, and maintain stable performance supported by confidence. Even if there’s trouble on the competition field, they can face it with confidence and calm.
So regular concentration training is to surge improve grades and have them maintain a stable state, aiming to perform their best under stable conditions.
But this time it’s different. Those who can make it to the team definitely have had excellent performances, achieving scores close to their physical peak, so there’s no need to improve the basics. We need to continuously set up unexpected scenarios for them, let them seek their scores under unstable conditions, and thoroughly consider all unexpected situations.
Transforming the excellent into the outstanding."
Cao Yi nodded slowly.
"Your thinking is correct. The error rate in national competitions is extremely high, and psychological pressure is a major factor."
That said, he turned to look at Fang Huai and smiled, "So you mean to say you’re outstanding?"
Fang Huai shook his head, thinking of that figure running like a dog, pondered for a long time, and then smiled self-deprecatingly:
"I haven’t even reached excellence, because I still haven’t found my physical peak."
"... You’re aiming for the sky."
...
The next day, the sun scorched down.
On the 400-meter track of the sports field, a crowd of brightly colored shoes squeaked under the strain, but the pair of white shoes at the front bore the brunt of the pressure.
In the over a month Fang Huai was absent, Cao Yi encouraged everyone to buy a pair of running shoes suitable for themselves to reduce the stress on their steps.
Fang Huai, wearing the running shoes bought by Yang Shaoqing, was the first to rush to the finish line.
"16 minutes and 11 seconds!"
Cao Yi looked at the stopwatch in his hand, hands starting to tremble.
"Damn it Fang Huai! You’ve broken the record! In one go, you’ve broken both the Detachment and Corps records!"
Cao Yi’s roar echoed over the playground, causing everyone to have a moment of "damn it" in their hearts.
He has progressed.
The Greater Demon has fucking progressed again.
They’re all human, their training results increase with muscle gain, but Fang Huai is different, he’s a damn Super Saiyan—just wait for him to evolve.
One generation turns to the next, the next turns to the one after. As long as the author of ’Dragon Ball’ doesn’t die, who the hell knows how many generations there will be?
The previous best was 16 minutes and 46 seconds, and now back from a training course, um, a whole 35 seconds faster.
Could it be the performance of a couple of months in a training course?
If I had gone, what if I didn’t improve that much?
And Fang Huai, hands on his waist, heaving as he wandered around to catch his breath, still looked somewhat dissatisfied:
"The People’s Liberation Army’s record for the Five Kilometers with a load for the past few years... Jin Xianghu, 15 minutes and 32 seconds! 27 kilos! Our load... the empty load, is just eight or nine kilos, right? 16 minutes and 11 seconds, what’s so surprising about that?"
Cao Yi had obviously heard of these strongmen of the entire army, and upon hearing this, his face twitched frantically:
"15 minutes and 32 seconds, that’s the Three Armed Services record of the People’s Liberation Army! How many of them are there? And do you know how many years his previous record of 15 minutes and 40 seconds lasted?
A record set back in 1964, it stood for over thirty years!
How many generations? Tens of millions of soldiers came and went! And only Jin Xianghu beat it! What, you want to try and challenge that ’Tiger at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains’?
If you can outrun him, forget about the bureau leadership, the department leadership would personally come to see you—you’d make it into the entire history of the active-duty forces!"
Fang Huai rolled his eyes.
History of the active-duty forces... In another ten years, the entire active-duty forces will be history.
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I’ve even borrowed high-interest loans!
Now, I can only slowly absorb the benefits of the secondary heart and lung enhancement, step by step.
Oh, and there’s military merit, core enhancement.
Military merit... Martial Arts Competition.
If I can give a boost to my teammates’ overall strength for the Corps Martial Arts Competition, I might make some achievements.
Fang Huai thought to himself, then looked back.
Hmm, not bad today, this past month, everyone has made progress. He had finished running less than two minutes ago, and most of the troops were already nearing the finish line.
But, seeing Old Cao who always made running about scoring, Fang Huai waved his hand and said,
"Old Cao, stop yelling. Give me the stopwatch. I’ll organize them for the four hundred meters supplies evacuation. You go for a run as well."
Cao Yi’s eyes widened.
Damn?
You’re starting on me now?
Fang Huai raised an eyebrow, "Tsk, you’re a Special Service cadre and can’t even run a sub-20? Are you embarrassed to be the secretary? Set an example, set an example."
Everyone around laughed.
Geez, right? This is what democracy looks like!
Huang Zhongjiu was even more stunned.
Oh my god, you’re harsher than I am. In the past Squadron, at most I required cadres to participate in training, but you even set a score for him?
An empty call at 20 minutes?
How many 30-year-old cadres can do that?
But under everyone’s gaze, Cao Yi did not back down. He simply passed the stopwatch and the scorebook with a bad mood.
"Record the times for the last few properly! I’m warming up! After everyone is here and the times are recorded, then I’ll start!"
Fang Huai lifted his own watch, chuckling,
"Don’t worry! I’ll time you with this! From today on, this is your dedicated timer! As soon as I arrive, you can start running!"
Cao Yi was just about to bend over to take an empty call, but at this, he paused and nearly threw out his back.
"Running every time? Damn, can’t you show some respect for the elderly?"
Fang Huai laughed, pointed at Huang Zhongjiu, then lifted the scorebook close to him, pointing at Huang Zhongjiu’s score.
minutes 31.
Heh, the elderly?
Please watch the VCR.
Cao Yi immediately cursed under his breath and walked reluctantly to the starting line.
Then, under everyone’s astonished gaze, he shot out like lightning before they could cover their ears, taking several steps before bellowing out loud.
"It’s started, huh? Record the score!"
The surrounding soldiers started swearing.
"Oh my god... he jumped the gun!
"He got... at least ten seconds!"
Fang Huai chuckled, "Before he reached the starting line, my hand was already on the watch, Elder Deng, thinking of playing tricks with me? Don’t worry, if he’s gained one second, that’s on me!"
The soldiers burst into laughter.
"Old Cao has met his match this time!"
Huang Zhongjiu, however, kept his gaze firmly on the figure sprinting across the playground, only one year younger than himself.
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Seeing them run was to see not only Fang Huai leading the charge, but also He Zhijun unwilling to fall behind.
Following them were Liu Jianfeng, Kong Xiangzhong, Huang Yong, and a big gang of Period One non-commissioned officers, along with conscripts looking up as they charged forward, and a group of older soldiers bent over and gritting their teeth.
While he was among the top in physical fitness among the cadres in the entire province, he was only average here.
Even a deputy battalion secretary not flinching at the thought of training, and indeed, his speed was not slow.
This was the place he was meant to be.
At that moment, someone patted him on the shoulder.
"Old Huang, there’s a fixed spot for cadres at the national contest. Want to give it a try?"
Huang Zhongjiu turned around and confidently smiled, "Speaking of that, you’re a newbie. I’ve been there a few times since my promotion, started participating from the North-South Grand Martial Arts Competition days. Back then, there were only a dozen corps."
Fang Huai smirked, "Ever taken first in the team event?"
Huang Zhongjiu was taken aback, then shook his head.
Fang Huai twisted his mouth.
"Haven’t won and you’re talking to me about seniority? Going several times means you’ve lost several times."
Huang Zhongjiu was not pleased with the taunt.
"You sure you can take it this year? Don’t boast too much."
"Heh, I don’t know about that, it’s only my first year, plenty of chances ahead. But this is your last chance to take first place. Next year, once I’m promoted, don’t even think about that cadre spot."
