Chapter 86 Has He Always Been the One Being Challenged?
"Lao Zhang, how good are your fighting skills?" a student in the class asked Zhang Chuan.

This student was Zhang Chuan's lower bunkmate, named Wu Cheng. He was also one of the people who helped him at noon and had a special admiration for Zhang Chuan.

"It's okay, what's wrong?" Zhang Chuan responded.

"If you're not particularly good, then you better be careful."

Wu Cheng whispered, "During the afternoon combat training, the instructor teaches skills in the first hour. In the middle hour, each platoon will spar with each other, which can be regarded as a small competition. In short, it is a good opportunity to avenge a grudge!"

"Our fourth platoon has always had a bad relationship with those three platoons, and conflicts are constant. However, the school has a rule that we cannot fight privately."

"Because of this, they would vent their anger or frustration in the past during combat training. This has almost become an unwritten rule in every company."

"This way, we can resolve minor conflicts and let everyone vent their emotions, and it can also motivate students to train harder in the future, killing two birds with one stone."

"So, after the instructor finishes teaching, he will ask a few people from each group to practice with each other."

“Before the end, each row will be given an opportunity to challenge anyone on stage.”

Zhang Chuan suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. Then our team of four has always been the one being challenged?"

Wu Cheng smiled bitterly and nodded: "Who said it wasn't true? Those people in the third platoon love to challenge our fourth platoon. Although we also have fighting masters in our platoon, our overall strength is still not as good as the third platoon."

"Some of them had learned martial arts before joining the army, and some were even provincial martial arts champions. Our platoon's weekly martial arts training was very frustrating. But there was nothing we could do, because we were not strong enough. Alas."

"At noon today, because of you, the people in the third platoon didn't get to eat, and were punished to do physical training for the whole afternoon. They are even more resentful of us in the fourth platoon and you. They may target you in the combat training this afternoon."

Against me?
Zhang Chuan laughed secretly in his heart.

Just them?

Even if they come together, they may not be my match.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Chuan nodded calmly.

"Aren't you afraid?" Wu Cheng was stunned when he saw Zhang Chuan's calm face.

"What are you afraid of? If you are not strong enough, just let them beat you up. Do they dare to beat me to death?" Zhang Chuan said with a smile.

Wu Cheng: "...You have a really open-minded attitude."

"Anyway, I hope God will bless me and not pick on me. With my physical fitness and fighting ability, I will definitely get beaten if I go up there."

Zhang Chuan: “…”

not far away.

Liu Jinbao looked at the company commander Wang Fei with a bad face: "Company commander, you deliberately didn't let the other three platoons eat at noon and practice physical fitness. It was intentional. It was just for the afternoon, so that the people from the third platoon could come together to deal with our fourth platoon!"

"What, are you scared?"

Wang Fei glanced at him and grinned.

"Nonsense! How can I not be afraid?"

Liu Jinbao shouted, "Everyone knows that our fourth platoon's overall fighting ability is not as good as the other three platoons. Every time we fight, we always get beaten. If you want them to learn from their mistakes and then be brave, you should change your approach. Do we in the fourth platoon have no shame?"

Wang Fei snorted, "You have to earn your own face. If you are not strong enough, who can you blame? I am the company commander, and my goal is to make them stronger faster and better. No matter what method is used, I think this kind of competition is good."

Liu Jinbao: “…”

Wang Fei continued, "Besides, isn't there a special forces soldier coming to your platoon? With him here, what are you worried about?"

Liu Jinbao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Zhang Chuan is indeed a good special forces soldier, but we don't know his real fighting ability. Besides, the fighting masters in the other three platoons may not be inferior to the special forces soldiers.

In addition, Zhang Chuan did not take a good rest at noon, but went to move tires to practice frog jumps. I am afraid his physical strength has not recovered yet! "

Wang Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Chuan on the field:

"This shows that you don't understand special forces. Do you think it's that easy to become a special forces soldier? Their indomitable will is hard for you to understand! Just wait and see, I believe this guy will give us a big surprise!"

stand at attention!

At this moment, the duty officer's orders echoed in the dormitory.

More than a hundred young men stood up straight at once.

A serious-looking lieutenant colonel approached with steady steps.

The officer on duty rushed forward, saluted, and reported loudly:
"Report to Instructor Lin, all the students of the Seventh Company have assembled! Please give me instructions. I am Wu Guozheng, the duty officer of the Seventh Company!" The lieutenant colonel saluted in return, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Everyone, sit down."

"Yes!"

The officer on duty responded and turned to the entire company and shouted, "Everyone, sit down!"

Wow!
All the members of the company moved in unison and sat down in a flash.

The instructor walked to the middle and scanned the faces of everyone in the seventh company one by one.

The students in the Seventh Company all looked at him with a mixture of respect and awe.

They knew in their hearts how powerful the instructor who taught them fighting skills was.

"Let me tell you, our instructor is actually a retired special forces soldier from the Northwest Theater Special Forces!" Wu Cheng whispered to Zhang Chuan.

"Special Forces?"

When Zhang Chuan heard this, he looked up suddenly and vaguely felt that there was a faint evil aura surrounding the instructor.

Only those who have truly experienced the battlefield can have this kind of aura.

Nowadays, apart from border guards, special forces are the only ones who have actually been on the battlefield.

It seems that what Wu Cheng said was right. This Instructor Lin was most likely a former special forces soldier.

"alright, do not piffle any more."

Instructor Lin spoke directly: "I taught you a lot of tricks in the last class. I will give you a week to practice."

"Now, I want to see the results. As usual, randomly select two people from each platoon to compete one-on-one!"

"Now, the seven students in the front row of each row, stand up!"

"Oh my god! Why did they pick me?"

Wu Cheng's face turned ashen, and it felt more bitter than if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

He and Zhang Chuan were both in Class 10 and sat in the first row.

Zhang Chuan is the eighth, and he is the seventh!

It hit him right on the head.

"Come on."

Zhang Chuan gave him a cheering gesture.

Wu Cheng's eyes were almost red.

I know what kind of oil to add.

My fighting skills and physical fitness are among the worst in the platoon, okay?

Why do bad things always happen to me!
But there is no other way. Since I have been named, I have to go ahead even if I am scared to death!
"Wu Cheng! Cheer up! Even if you lose, you have to lose with dignity! Don't bring shame to our fourth platoon!"

Liu Jinbao lowered his voice and scolded Wu Cheng.

"Yes."

Wu Cheng listened to the platoon leader's words and pretended to be calm.

But Zhang Chuan could sense that this guy must be very panicked.

"Forget it. Since you've told me so much, I'll give you some private training later."

Zhang Chuan was thinking silently in his mind.

Four people stepped forward quickly.

Instructor Lin said, "Last time, we played odd numbers against odd numbers, and even numbers against even numbers. This time, let's change the pattern, 1 against 2, 3 against 4!"

"First and second rows come first!"

Following Instructor Lin's instructions, the sixth student in the first and second rows walked towards the center.

(End of this chapter)