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Chapter 292 He won't lose, will he?

The soldiers who wanted to rush up to grab Lin Kang were stunned.

They all knew that Lin Kang had some complaints about the newly appointed company commander, but they did not expect that he would have so disregarded the concept of superiors and subordinates and exploded in front of the entire company.

In this way, the contradictions were exposed to the entire company, and even the instructor who wanted to be with the slutty was helpless.

What they even more unexpected was that Xiao Chen was just a little timid when he arrived. He even borrowed Lin Kang's complaints and directly pushed the conflicts to the extreme of simplicity and crudeness.

Do you want to run this thirty kilometers?

Although it was not raining, dark clouds had already blocked the sky unrestrainedly. When the wind blew through the buildings, it showed off their other side with a shrill roar.

After putting in a few electric heating systems, the company activity room that should have been warm showed a colder and stiffer atmosphere than the outside world.

Everyone held their breath and waited for Lin Kang's answer.

In a company, there are no more and more upright and irritable soldiers like Lin Kang, and almost everyone is in a wait-and-see attitude. Although, before that, they were more or less dissatisfied with Xiao Chen.

Unexpectedly, Lin Tao, who was so tough, was tampering with his neck, but a feeling of something bad suddenly arose in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Chen staring at him, the third-term non-commissioned officer knew that he had to take the thirty kilometers if he didn't take the thirty kilometers.

"Okay, just run."

Lin Kang's decision was a bit difficult, but he did not show any timidity in front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen, who heard this answer, actually showed an admiring look: "Yes, your temper is very compatible with my appetite. After practicing on both sides for several days, I guess everyone feels it's a bit boring, so why not just watch a good show."

"Deputy Company Commander, the No. 3 plan for the 30-kilometer marching in the company, sending soldiers to do a good job of supporting the road. Squad Leader Lin, we will set off in half an hour, how about?"

Xiao Chen's order is completely unresponsible.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter finally saw the true character of the company commander who was just a rumor to them. Even the instructor who stood aside could not raise the courage to interrupt this order, and could only watch the deputy company commander take people out of the activity room on the spot.

Until everyone followed Lin Kang out, waiting for the old squad leader who dared to provoke the company commander's majestic prestige to prepare, instructor Meng Xin came to Xiao Chen.

"Company Commander Xiao, although Squad Leader Lin's approach is a bit ignorant of the concept of superiors and subordinates, your response is too nonsense. A 30-kilometer marching urgently, do you know what this season means?"

"This is what let the team leader and the others know. You will inevitably be called over and scolded again."

The road is ready, but he wants to stop it but can't stop it. He can only remind him of the consequences of doing so as soon as possible.

Faced with the instructor's righteous words and revealing some kindness and worry, Xiao Chen immediately laughed.

"Instructor, do you think the regiment commander likes soldiers who are not afraid of things when encountering things, or do they like soldiers who retreat when encountering things?"

Leaving such a question, Xiao Chen strides out of the activity room.

The Iron Fist Regiment, like the three troops he has spent in his nearly seven years of military career, has a very clear personality. The brave ones win when they meet in a narrow road.

Generally speaking, the chief officer of the troops who can shout such slogans must not be the kind of person who retracts his head when encountering problems. Lin Kang's problem has become the main way for the chief officers in the regiment to put aside the information and learn more about Xiao Chen.

If Xiao Chen adhered to the principle of turning big things into small things today and lowered his posture and tried his best to appease Lin Kang, perhaps he would give the impression of the Iron Fist Group to be a peacemaker who was scared by punishment.

Although this is not Xiao Chen's style, it will also disappoint the heads of the Iron Fist Group.

Instead, taking advantage of the situation to propose a contest and resolving disputes in the form of soldiers can not only declare strength, but also solve problems.

Seeing Xiao Chen's figure disappear from his sight, Meng Xin suddenly began to become curious about Xiao Chen.

The sky is drizzling.

However, according to the forecast of the meteorological department, there is no possibility of precipitation in the next twelve hours.

Xiao Chen did not boast. After packing his backpack, he went directly to the kitchen team to tie their daily cooking pot behind him.

The method of tying iron pots that only veterans in the cooking squad can master skillfully made the seven soldiers in the cooking squad look at each other. In conjunction, the new company commander often did this. Some rookies who just came this year even suspected that Xiao Chen was still a part-time cook in Langya?

The deputy company commander took some soldiers to carry out support missions in advance, and not many people stayed in the company at this time.

Seeing Xiao Chenzhen carrying a big iron pot, Lin Kang's face suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Xiao Chen's behavior of increasing weight was no different from insulting him.

Xiao Chen, who had long been used to observing his words and expressions, understood his thoughts from the emotions on Lin Kangming's face. Facing this veteran who was older than him, Xiao Chen shook his head:

"Don't think I'm insulting you. I've been trained by two special forces and have all passed their assessment. In terms of physical fitness, it's insulting you if you really have to be as heavy as yours."

"The competition is only one rule. Thirty kilometers, whoever reaches the finish line first will win. Instructor, you can issue the order."

There was no element of showing off, Xiao Chen just calmly stated the facts.

Not to mention that Lin Kang's age is generally reduced, even at the same age as him, the food standard for the special forces' daily money is better than Lao Bugao's.

At the same time, without waiting for Lin Kang to express any emotions, Meng Xin had already counted down the countdown with more than 40 pairs of eyes.

"Set off."

When he heard these two words, Xiao Chen's body quickly rushed out of the starting line like a cheetah, surpassing Lin Kang several positions in a short period of time, and continued to accelerate.

That speed even exceeded the speed of their full load-bearing five-kilometer start acceleration stage in a short period of time.

If you follow the physical fitness standards of ordinary infantry, Xiao Chen's actions are tantamount to giving in directly.

The 30-kilometer marching is indeed about twice as fast as the usual marching, but when you use the five-kilometer off-road speed to marching at the beginning, the physical distribution of physical fitness will inevitably be very unreasonable.

You may be able to run more than ten kilometers in the first hour, but you may not be able to complete the remaining distance in the next three hours.

Moreover, this is a competition between Xiao Chen and Lin Kang.

Everyone knows that if Xiao Chen loses in this competition, then he will have no prestige in the fourth company of the Sharpshooter.

For a time, many soldiers had already started whispering to each other:

"Oh, you said, just like that, can he win over Squad Leader Lin?"
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