As the martial arts competition approached, Wu Qing spent two or three hours every day to guide Bai Xinyu's shooting, especially the knowledge about wind speed and ballistic calculations in wind and snowy days, and taught a lot of knowledge that ordinary troops were not needed. Bai Xinyu was not stupid, but he just didn't like to learn, but now he was holding on to a strong desire to beat Yu Fengcheng, and he was learning and training with the mentality of looking at death. Even when feeding pigs, he was working on a ballistic book to study. The diligence was the only one in his life.

The martial arts competition has finally begun.

When the military leaders reviewed the entire regiment of the army, the kitchen team did not participate. They were busy preparing food, but from the kitchen, they could hear the loud roars of the soldiers. The sonorous and powerful voice was really exciting. Even if you don’t have to watch, just listening with your ears, you can feel the mighty spirit of the Republicans.

The first day of the competition was all physical activities. As soon as the people in the kitchen were idle, they quickly went to the playground to watch the fun, watch long-distance running, Sanda, and obstacles. They were all very exciting. The participation and enthusiasm of the officers and soldiers of the regiment were no less than that of the Olympics. The military camp, which had been boring for more than half a year, became lively because of this competition.

Bai Xinyu took two cans of drinks and found Feng Dongyuan and Qian Liang in a mess. Both of them participated in the project, but one ended and the other tomorrow, and now they were watching the fun.

Bai Xinyu stuffed the drink into Qian Liang's hand, "Hey, what about the obstacle?"

Qian Liang laughed and said, "Don't mention it, I took the third to last."

Feng Dongyuan smiled and said, "The key is to participate."

"What are you comparing now? Weight-bearing off-road?"

"Um."

"Our class..." Bai Xinyu realized something was wrong and changed his words: "Who will participate in Class 3?"

“Batur.”

"Ah? He?" Bai Xinyu's impression of Batu is still the Uyghur boy who is in his early 1.7 meters, with big eyes like a doll and a cute little dimples.

"Don't underestimate others. He is really not easy in terms of endurance. Look, they are back."

The people who were carrying heavyweights had already returned after running around for ten thousand meters. Their equipment totaled more than 30 kilograms, which was a considerable test for physical fitness. Bai Xinyu believed that he could run down ten thousand meters, but if he was carrying a weight, it would be hard to say. Three or two soldiers came from the depths of the Bai Poplar with heavy equipment on their backs. Bai Xinyu recognized the shortest one at a glance, and it must be Batur.

Liang Xiaomao shouted: "Oh, it's here, everyone is ready to cheer for Batu."

Big Bear said: "I have a loud voice, everyone shouts with me."

"good."

Batu is currently ranked fourth. The top three are half a head taller than him. They are all tall and big. He is the only one with a small body. The equipment on him is like a child carrying rice, which always makes people feel a little unbearable. However, Batu gritted his teeth and his eyes were firm. Although his face was covered in sweat, he still began to speed up slowly at the last sprint.

"Batur, come on! Batu, you will win!" Big Bear shouted.

"Batur, come on! Batu, you will win!" The people from Class 3 then shouted hard, and Bai Xinyu was also shouting at the top of his voice.

The comrades of other contestants were naturally unwilling to fall behind, and they also shouted at their comrades. The sound of cheering for a while can overturn the sky, which is exciting.

When there were more than 100 meters away from the finish line, Batur accelerated and headed towards the finish line. He suddenly surpassed two people and ran to second place.

The people in Class 3 were so excited that their hearts were pounding. He was only one meter away from the first place. As long as he worked harder...

The soldier in front still arrived at the finish line in one step. The distance between the two was only three or four steps away. Everyone sighed in disappointment, but they immediately ran over, handing over the water and wiping the sweat. Batule fell to the ground with exhaustion. He was so panting that he couldn't speak, and he just smiled foolishly, looking very happy.

Bai Xinyu felt excited. Thinking that he would stand on the court tomorrow, would he also experience such a thrilling competition? Can he beat Yu Fengcheng?

Feng Dongyuan said: "How about it, our little Bathur is amazing. You see, he is the smallest and it is the most difficult to carry a weight, but he can really run away."

Bai Xinyu sincerely admired him, "Awesome." He said: "Who else will compete in Class 3 today?"

"How many, Yu Fengcheng, Daxiong, Liang Xiaomao... Hey, aren't you very good with Yu Fengcheng? Why didn't you go to watch him play?"

Bai Xinyu said in his heart that the idiot is good to Yu Fengcheng. He said, "I don't have time, I'm busy..." He couldn't help but ask, "How is he competing?"

"Didn't you listen to the radio?" Qian Liang took a sip of the drink, "This kid is really a lunatic. He has won four of the six projects he has compared so far today, one second and one third. Hey, what if people are more angry than others, I'm not afraid of being handsome and have a background, but I'm afraid that they are handsome and have a background and are more awesome than you."

Bai Xinyu was so jealous that his teeth were so sore.

Feng Dongyuan smiled and said, "Fengcheng is really hardworking, and it's not enough to be convinced. If Class 3 has such a soldier who can take on a lot of projects, the squad leader must be very happy. I'm afraid that all the advanced classes this year will have to live in our class."

Qian Liang said enviously: "I don't know where he got this energy. If he wants to go up, why should he give up studying in a military academy? If he doesn't want to go up, why would he be so desperate?"

Bai Xinyu asked, "How did you know that he gave up on military academy?"

"Hey, on the first day of joining the army, I overheard the company commander and instructor chatting at the train station." Qian Liang hooked their necks and whispered: "I heard them at that time, and I guessed that Yu Fengcheng must have a background. After thinking about it, Isn't there just one person named Yu in the Military Commission? You know."

Feng Dongyuan was shocked and his voice dropped several times, "No, it's impossible. It's really that person's grandson, how could he run to Xinjiang to join the army?"

Bai Xinyu swallowed his saliva. He knew it, but he couldn't say that Yu Fengcheng wasn't that man's treasure grandson. He gave up the military academy so frivolously and ran to such a remote place in Xinjiang to join the army just for his amazing uncle. Humph, there's really something wrong.

Qian Liang shrugged, "I don't know. I guess this may not be true. Just gossip and don't tell others."

Feng Dongyuan nodded, but he didn't believe it very much, so he didn't take it seriously.

Bai Xinyu thought at the time that if he and Yu Fengcheng met in the army, but in places like Beijing, without the special environment here, what would Yu Fengcheng treat him? Either he was nodded with him, just be able to live up to his face between the princelings, or they might be disdainful of him at all. After all, the gap between the two of them is quite big. Anyway, they would definitely not like him at first sight. They would leave the army and return to the world of bright lights and wine, what kind of wandering.

There was no man in Liang, how could Yu Fengcheng be particularly interested in him? When he thought about this, Bai Xinyu felt a little sad. Yu Fengcheng had no choice but to provoke him. Although he looked down on him, he thought that only he was still considerate of his appetite, which was really fucking. Fortunately, the two of them were just j□j, touching each other, and he didn't suffer any loss. Just think of finding a free duck. Who said there is no woman here? If he thinks like this, he feels much more comfortable.

After the first day of the competition, Yu Fengcheng became a sensational figure in the entire regiment and returned with a full load. Although after winning the prize, they were given some valuable things, such as thermos, water tanks, etc., they could get a glass of wine, a word of praise from the leader, and the attention of the officers and soldiers of the regiment during dinner. This is much more precious to many soldiers than any prize.

Bai Xinyu looked at Yu Fengcheng who was called to the toast table of the military leaders. His handsome and handsome appearance made many people feel ashamed. At that time, Bai Xinyu was standing in the kitchen to deliver dishes. The two were only about ten meters away, but the cafeteria was full of people. No one noticed that those who were busy in the kitchen were even more likely to see him. It was not far apart, but Bai Xinyu felt that the gap between him and Yu Fengcheng was very big. Yu Fengcheng was simply improving at the speed of flying, but he just ran slowly. If this continued, there would be a gap between them. He would never raise his head in front of Yu Fengcheng and be looked down upon forever. Bai Xinyu clenched his fists secretly. He must fight back in front of Yu Fengcheng.

The next afternoon was a shooting competition. Bai Xinyu stood nervously at the shooting range, feeling very nervous.

Suddenly, a man patted his back. Bai Xinyu looked back and looked in front of a pair of joking eyes. Compared to his uneasiness, Yu Fengcheng was very leisurely, as if he was sure to win. He really hated him.

Yu Fengcheng said: "Looking at how you are, you're very nervous?"

Bai Xinyu snorted, "Where do you see that I'm nervous? I want to start quickly and let you see my master's strength."

Yu Fengcheng smiled, hooked his neck, and whispered: "Do you know how many firsts my brother has won in the past two days?"

"Brother, you're so tall."

"Do you know?"

"have no idea."

"Then I'll tell you." Yu Fengcheng stretched out two fingers and gestured one eight, shaking brightly in front of Bai Xinyu's eyes, making his eyes hurt.

Bai Xinyu pretended to be relaxed and said: "What a big deal, you only have these eight."

Yu Fengcheng took advantage of the fact that no one looked at him and quickly kissed Bai Xinyu's face, "Let me see how much ability you have gained."

The preparations over there are already over and the contestants are starting to take their seats.

Each of them had to go through competitions such as lying posture, standing posture, crawling shooting, moving targets, etc. The entire regiment selected 22 people, and these 22 people were masters of each company. Bai Xinyu believed that none of them were from the kitchen squad. Only then did he realize that the 2,000 soldiers in the regiment didn't know how many of them wanted to participate in the shooting competition, and he did not have the excellent records of the past for reference. The squad leader probably had to work hard to get him this recommended quota.

Bai Xinyu concentrated his energy and devoted all his thoughts to the bull's-eye in the distance. At that moment, he felt that what he was holding was not only a gun, but also the dignity he bet on and the awesomeness he blew out. If he could not overwhelm Yu Fengcheng here, not only would Yu Fengcheng look down on him, but he would also look down on himself.

At that moment, his heart became surprisingly calm, and all the noise around him turned into a false background sound. He no longer thought about his experience in the army for several months, no longer thought about the group of pigs that always open their mouths to beg for food, nor did he think about Yu Fengcheng's slightly mocking smile. All of this was blocked by him from his thoughts and eardrums. His world seemed to be left with only the gun in his hand and the red bullseye seen through the sight. He felt that his whole body was full of strength. It was the power of confidence, the power of concentration, and he believed that he could concentrate the red center!

With a bang, Bai Xinyu fired his first shot. After the first shot, he gradually got into a better position and finished the first round of competition like a flowing flow.

The results came out soon, 99.6 rings!

Bai Xinyu shouted excitedly, and he jumped and jumped towards the squad leader Wu outside the field, as happy as a monkey.

Squad Leader Wu frowned and made a gesture to calm him down.

Bai Xinyu compared seven or eight people, and none of them surpassed him. This made Bai Xinyu's confidence multiply.

Soon, he went to Yu Fengcheng to play. Yu Fengcheng was extremely calm and did not look at Bai Xinyu's provocative eyes. He skillfully installed a gun, lay down and started shooting.

After the round of shooting, a report from the target paper came from the ring: 99.4 ring.

Bai Xinyu slapped his thigh and almost flew up. He was taller than Yu Fengcheng, hahahahahaha he was taller than Yu Fengcheng!

Yu Fengcheng smiled and looked at him, saying, "It's not over yet."

Due to the large number of people in the competition, the event was very slow. Bai Xinyu won the first place in the lying position and long-range sniping event, while Yu Fengcheng won the first place in the standing position and crawling shooting. The scores of the two were only 0.2 rings apart. Yu Fengcheng was temporarily leading, and the final moving target shooting became the key to the competition.

At this time, the people in the entire shooting range began to pay attention to Bai Xinyu. Yu Fengcheng and the others had been familiar with him for a long time, but who was the soldier who came out from somewhere to compete with Yu Fengcheng? He asked anyone that he had never seen him before, but he said he looked very familiar. Finally, he got along and found out that he was actually from the kitchen team, which surprised everyone.

As long as the last item is not off the target, the first and second places in the competition will definitely be between Yu Fengcheng and Bai Xinyu. At this time, Yu Fengcheng also felt a little nervous, and Bai Xinyu became even more emotionally unstable. He has never stood out in any competition in his life. It should be said that he has never participated in any competition, sports meeting, or study competition, and he has never tried to fight to the death with a person for a certain goal. Many times he is too lazy to work hard, and he simply gives up because he is afraid that even if he works hard, he will not succeed. But now it is different. He finally found a strength that can make him proud. He likes this feeling of competition. At this moment, when the whole audience is paying attention to the finals between him and Yu Fengcheng, he feels excited, and the competitive instinct of a man in his body is completely activated. He wants to win, stand on the stage of victory, and want to be the great man who makes other male creatures look up to.

Yu Fengcheng was the first to play with a gun. When he passed by Bai Xinyu, he smiled and said, "You surprised me."

Bai Xinyu's eyes were glowing, and Yu Fengcheng's words made him feel that he was full of a thrust. Yes, that's it. He was going to surprise Yu Fengcheng, surprise everyone who looked down on him, and he also surprised his parents and his brother, because Bai Xinyu is Bai Xinyu who dares to fight like a man!

Mobile targets are the most difficult of all shooting events, but they are also the ones who have recently taken actual combat. The enemy will not stand still and use it as a target for you to attack.

Yu Fengcheng half-kneeled on the ground and aimed. His standard shooting posture, his extremely handsome side face and calm and focused eyes were included in the camera by countless propaganda soldiers. Many years later, the soldiers in this camp could see the amazing style of Yu Fengcheng in some propaganda pictures.

After finishing the ten mobile targets, Yu Fengcheng's score was 97.1 ring, which was an unexpectedly good result.

When Bai Xinyu heard this number, he felt a little stressed. When he hit the mobile target, his best score was 97 rings, but only that time he had 95 rings. Even a super sharpshooter like Wu Qing, who was fed hundreds of thousands of bullets, could not guarantee that every bullet would hit the red heart. Yu Fengcheng scored this score again while leading him by 0.2 rings. He had to score at least 97.4 rings to win...

After several soldiers took turns to fight, Bai Xinyu soon arrived.

Wu Qing walked over at this time and patted him on the back, "Are you nervous?"

Bai Xinyu said: "It's a little bit."

"Moving targets are not easy to hit, but you just need to remember the rules I told you and calculate the time when the target moves. It is similar to a fixed target. After all, this thing is a constant speed machine, not a person running around the ground, don't be nervous."

"Squad leader, weren't you nervous when you first hit a real person?"

Wu Qing thought for a while, "Of course I was nervous, but when I thought that it was a bad guy who threatened our country and the people, I felt that he should die no matter how he looked, so I fired, and shot it, hitting his right chest, and blood spurted all over the ground. I felt that it was so fucking good." He slapped Bai Xinyu on the back with great force, "Just treat those moving targets as unforgivable bad guys, go."

Bai Xinyu stretched out his hand, slammed Wu Qing's high fives, and said with a smile: "Squad leader, wait for me to win you a hot water bag!"

Wu Qing smiled, "I'm waiting for your hot water bag."

Bai Xinyu took a deep breath and walked steadily. When he passed by Yu Fengcheng, he smiled and said, "I will surprise you again."

Yu Fengcheng was slightly stunned. A confident smile appeared on Bai Xinyu's face, with bright eyes. He had seen Bai Xinyu's various expressions, cowardly, cowardly, timid, playful, and coquettish, but he had never been so confident and fighting spirit. This smile made Bai Xinyu shine like a shiny person. Yu Fengcheng felt his heart suddenly jumping. Looking at Bai Xinyu now, he almost couldn't remember what this person looked like when he first entered the army. It was obvious that in less than a year, could he have become so many people?

Just as Yu Fengcheng was stunned, Bai Xinyu was already in place, calmly picked up the gun, pulled the trigger at the moving target that was slowly sliding...
To be continued...