Although they are all military officers, grassroots cadres, office cadres and civilian cadres are still very different.

Needless to say, grassroots cadres must be involved in struggling with the soldiers, and the training requirements are relatively strict.

The cadres in the organs need to be much looser. Although stricter units also need to conduct exercises and organize daily training, the attendance rate is just that, and they are usually mainly engaged in their jobs.

Civilian cadres like Kou Hai only took the morning exercises for a few years after attending the military academy. After arriving at their respective units, they basically slept until seven o'clock and washed up calmly when they woke up.

After finishing, I woke up the gods, went to the cafeteria for breakfast, and then went to work.

Military subjects are one afternoon every week, and the unit will organize training. When you have a project to be busy, you will not participate at all. You will wait for a while before the annual assessment.

When Kou Hai first arrived here, everyone else had sex in the morning, and he felt embarrassed to be lazy in the dormitory alone. He also ran away on a whim for a few days, and after persisting for a week, he disappeared at all.

Ma Dajun knew that Qu Sen and Kou Hai were busy until the second half of the night last night, and originally planned to let the cafeteria leave breakfast for the two of them. Unexpectedly, Qu Sen actually fucked him as well.

Although I came out a little late, my physical fitness was actually pretty good, depending on my running posture.

The two of them are now considered partners, but Ma Dajun only knows that Qu Sen was specially brought to teach drone control by his teacher, and he has never paid attention to Qu Sen's resume.

I asked embarrassedly: "Instructor Qu, which unit did you belong to before?"

"I, from the Fifth Division of the 22nd Army." Qu Sen quickly replied.

When Ma Dajun heard this, his expression froze. As a member of the Synthetic Combat Division, he was proud, but after hearing the number of the Fifth Division of the 22nd Army, although he was not convinced, he was really proud.

Because of the previous confrontation exercise, the synthetic combat division lost to the Fifth Division. During the "Storm" exercise, the counterattack of the Red Side was also based on the Fifth Division as the main force.

Although he felt a little awkward when he heard the Fifth Division, Ma Dajun became even more curious. He was wondering what the Fifth Division had to do with small military drones, why did an instructor suddenly pop up?

I couldn't help asking: "You are in the Fifth Division..."

"Ah~" Qu Sen smiled: "I was sent out by the teacher for further study before. I just finished my studies. Before the specific position was arranged for me, I was brought over by your Master Yue."

There are many types of further studies, including military majors in the long term and short term, and political studies are different. Ma Dajun thought that the Fifth Division was specially sent Qu Sen to learn drone-related technologies, so he didn't care much about it.

I was still thinking: "It turns out that I came from a field army. I just said that technical cadres could take the initiative to run out and have sex."

Morning exercises are not an assessment, so people will not work hard to run. They basically have a good time to pass, and they will run for about twenty minutes.

I simply moved my body and lined up to the training ground for physical training again.

The training ground is shared by the three units at the resident site. The trainee team was already very lively when they arrived. The downhill tiger and the fast counter-bat were comparing the odd and double bars.

Similar competitions started with three units entering and were basically staged every day. Although they lost more frequently with the fast counter-battalion and the trainee team, they still enjoyed it. Eight of the ten competitions were the ones they took the initiative to take charge.

The Quick Resistance Battalion belongs to the fist force, and the competitive spirit is definitely indispensable.

The students of the drone cadet team were all selected from the teacher teaching team, and each military project was strong. When Ma Dajun saw the two groups of people competing, he became energetic and wanted to get involved at the top of his voice.

On the side of the field, An Jingzhe and a two-bar two-way person were of course unswerving, and nodded to the soldiers under him and prepared to start over.

Three groups were choosing the contestants. Suddenly, they saw Qu Sen, who was mixed in the team of students, quickly rushed to An Jingzhe and gave him a questioning look.

An Jingzhe glanced at Qu Sen, and a smile flowed out from his face.

"Stop!" Two bars shouted at the three groups of players who were preparing for the action. After seeing all the soldiers looking at him, they walked to Qu Sen a few steps, reached out and patted his shoulder, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Come on, let me introduce it to you. This is Qu Sen, the instructor of the drone teaching team. Don't think that Instructor Qu is just a good drone. He is the champion of the 400-meter obstacle running competition in the Central Military Region in 2001."

With the loud introduction of the two bars and two, the two groups of soldiers of Kuaibang and the Tigers immediately made a surprise sound of cooperation.

"Instructor Qu, show his skills!" A voice with obvious enthusiasm for cheering quickly rang out of the crowd.

Qu Sen had a smile on his face, glanced at the direction of the sound, and shouted a slut.

Although his appearance was blurred, Qu Sen could easily imagine that the person who called was the platoon leader of the Tiger Squad who was ambushed by Liu Fei's squad during the confrontation exercise.

"Yes, show your skills!"

"Instructor Qu, let everyone know!"

"Roar~"

Someone started, and the targeted and completely followed the shouts of clamoring suddenly rose.

"It's so boring for me to perform alone. Otherwise, how about the three of us competing?" Such a small scene could not coax Qu Sen at all, and he responded at the top of his voice.

“Okay~”

The feedback from the soldiers this time was very unified.

"Walk, 400 meters training ground!" Two bars and two waved their hands without hesitation, adapting to public opinion.

The duty officers of the three units didn't need to explain at all, and started to complete the team immediately.

Soon, the seven companies that countered the battalion, the two teams of the Hushan Hu, and the cadet team, were arranged in a total of ten square arrays. Under the command of each with its own characteristics, one after another, they were connected to the head and end, and fought in the 400-meter obstacle training ground.

The equipment in the 400-meter obstacle training area of ​​the former tank regiment was very old, but the venue was large enough, with a total of ten roads.

After the ten Fangzheng teams finished their own teams, three contestants were quickly selected on the Quick Rebel Battalion, and three were selected on the Tigers.

There were more than 20 people on the drone teaching team. Ma Dajun called out the soldier with the best training scores and ran with Qu Sen.

Soon, Qu Sen had eight people in total and stood in front of the queue. Qu Sen was moving his body and his mind was in trouble.

He had already guessed that the two-bar two-point commander He Changhong, who had picked up the battalion, must have been the battalion commander who was about to counter the battalion, so there was no need to say much about the purpose.

And Qu Sen was very sure that similar things were just beginning. If he didn't fight back vigorously, there would be no restless days from now on.

He made up his mind to notice. Qu Sen moved his arms and legs while approaching He Changhong and asked with a smile: "Capital Commander He, can you still get out of the field?"

Qu Sen's joking words instantly calmed the lively and low-pitched soldiers around him, and He Changhong's face couldn't help but froze.

Although He Changhong is already on the rank of lieutenant colonel, he is actually not very old. He is only 33 years old this year, which is when he is young and strong.

As a result, Qu Sen suddenly asked: "Can you still get out of the action?"

How could He Changhong stand this? His face was stiff for two seconds. He looked around and took off his camouflage uniform and stuffed it into the hand of the warrior beside him: "Come on, count me!"

"good!"

“Okay~”

The applause and shouting sound fell as He Changhong's words fell, and instantly the tide sounded like a tide.

"Commander An, come one!" Amid the cheers, a non-commissioned officer in the Quick Rebel camp who was not afraid of trouble, shouted the nickname An Jingzhe.

"Commander An, come one!"

"Commander An..."

The soldiers' enthusiasm was completely ignited in an instant, and they didn't know which unit they belonged to. They immediately targeted An Jingzhe.

"Hey, go~ I want to fight me? Dream!" An Jingzhe was also excited. Before the soldiers could finish the third wave of shouting, he took off his armed forces like He Changhong, took off his camouflage uniform, and put the group bar into the hand of a non-commissioned officer next to him, shouting at the top of his voice: "It's all! Calculate the average score, which unit lost, and give everyone the whole show on weekend night!"

"Okay!" A cheer like a mountain torrent burst out instantly.

He Changhong and An Jingzhe are both young front-line commanders. They usually work hard with everyone, and their training results in any subject are not bad. Of course, they are not at all afraid of being just here.

Although Qu Sen lost some physical training for a while, he has done a lot of restoration training since he was injured. Especially in the 400-meter event, if he has something to do, he will compete with the soldiers from the logistics department of the military region in the garrison.

Although it is rare to run to one-point twenty-six, it is still very confident to run into the range of one-point twenty-two to one-point thirty.

When I reached the starting point of my own track, I thought to myself, don’t look at what special forces you are or what kind of quick counter-battalion you are, one of them is calculated in the 400-meter project, but it is not easy to use!

I thought about it in my mind that the confidence in my chest became more and more intense. As the heart began to beat faster, the blood in my body quickly became hot.

All the contestants on the ten tracks entered the preparation area and opened their posture. Two seconds later, a harsh whistle sounded instantly.

The familiar scenes, the familiar atmosphere, and the familiar cheering sound made Qu Sen feel inexplicable pleasure. The moment the whistle sounded, he rushed out of the starting line first, leaving behind a series of inconspicuous mud flowers.

Through five-step piles, leaping deep pits, flying low boards, going up high benches, climbing up high and low platforms, climbing ladders, climbing single-plank bridges, high walls, drilling barbed wire, familiar movements and familiar feelings, Qu Sen had the urge to laugh all the way.

When turning the rebate point, I glanced at the eyelight and confirmed that I was in absolute advantage. I had a more relaxed mentality. I jumped low pile nets, over high board walls, drilled bridge piers, over cloud ladders, over high and low platforms, drilled low board walls, down deep pits, and three-step piles, completed in one go.

After bypassing the rebate point again, he identified the direction of the finish line, made the final steps and breathing adjustments, and spread the girl to start a full-speed sprint.

Seeing that Qu Sen had already run halfway through the last 100 meters of sprint, the second place had just completed the obstacle zone and bypassed the rebate point. All the soldiers watching the game were so shocked that they forgot to shout for cheering.

He stared at Qu Sen so dryly, watching him get closer and closer to the finish line.

"One minute and twenty-five!" After Qu Sen's right leg crossed the finish line, Ma Dajun pressed the stop button of the stopwatch, and at the same time shouted at the top of his voice and reported a number.

"Damn!"

I don’t know which boy shouted subconsciously, and the shout suddenly exploded from the middle of the warrior.

The soldiers in the drone teaching team's phalanx were almost crazy, screaming and jumping.

Qu Sen's lungs were about to burn, and the burning stinging felt sickly and he stood there with a grin and laughed.
Chapter completed!