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Chapter 72 The Contest with the Sword Squad

There was no surprise when the final results came out. The Iron Fist Group won No.1. At the same time, the results of all of them have far surpassed other recruit companies. Zhang Dingjun sat on the judging table, which is called a proud spring breeze.

"I'm sorry to say that Head Liu, this time we won the No.1 again, you Sword Squad also have to work hard, you can't just go on like this."

Liu Weihua snorted coldly, and said in a displeased tone: "I said, don't be too happy, Lao Zhang. You must know that there are many items in today's assessment. I don't believe that your Tekken team can win from the beginning to the end?"

Zhang Dingjun was so happy that he was about to fly, he didn't care about Liu Weihua's sarcasm.

"Then you just stare at me with all the eyes on your body, and see if our Iron Fist Group can always hold the first place. By the way, don't cry."

Liu Weihua sneered, turned his head and ignored Zhang Dingjun.

Right now, unless their Sword Team can win a game with a good result, otherwise it will be empty talk.

At this moment, the ten recruits of the Iron Fist Regiment returned to their team, and the other recruits were full of praise for them.

They have won three consecutive assessment items, and their arrogance is extremely high at this time.

On the side of the Sword Regiment, the recruits who had completed the assessment were not so happy when they returned to the team.

What they faced was the scolding from the company commander and squad leader, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, it's because the Iron Fist Group stole our limelight, otherwise our Sword Group will definitely win the first place this year."

"That's right, they made our company commander lose face, and even made our squad leader reprimanded. Brothers, we must win the round."

"How to win the round?"

"We have lost to others in three consecutive games, and it will be very difficult to win next time!"

A recruit in the team quit and said aside.

"So what if it's difficult, isn't the next assessment a pull-up?"

"This level of difficulty is the same for everyone. No matter which class businessman plays later, give me a good performance. We can't lose to them."

"If you lose even the pull-ups, there will only be one bomb-dropping assessment left in the morning. We must seize this opportunity!"

Han Feng was sitting in the examination room in a cool manner at the moment.

Looking at the company commanders of other companies, they were very busy.

It was also arranging tactics and encouraging the recruits, which surprised Han Feng.

Is it necessary to be so nervous about this level of recruit assessment?
They are all the most basic assessments, and even when the judges decide which class to play, they are all random.

If there are tactics arranged here, it is indeed a miracle!

Zhang Tianyu glanced at the judges' seats in the team and complained.

"Why should we play this time?"

"The recruits of our Iron Fist Regiment only have nine squads, and now they have played three. We can't come here as spectators in this assessment, right?"

"When they have seen enough of these guys, who will still see my powerful strength?"

Nie Fei clicked his tongue at the side, Zhang Tianyu is really too brazen.

But what Zhang Tianyu was worried about was exactly what they also had to consider.

Several classes around are taking turns to appear on stage, but they have not been on stage.

If you are not anxious at this time, it is pure nonsense.

Even Qian Tong, who is usually very calm, was a little impatient and began to look around.

"The next round of assessment is pull-ups. This is our strength. Bless us to play!"

Yu Miao comforted from the side: "You don't have to rush to the stage, you know, the later the test, the more interesting the assessment items will be."

"These assessments in the morning are just some basics, such as parade inspection, push-ups, and housekeeping."

"In the afternoon there will be some assessments that can see the real chapter. What's the hurry!"

Zhang Tianyu interrupted the conversation of several people, and said confidently: "Okay, you all don't talk anymore, the judges are starting to announce the team again."

"I guess we will definitely be able to play this time!"

After waiting for a while, sure enough, the judges announced that their class will carry out the next pull-up assessment project.

"I'll just say it's us!" Hearing this, Zhang Tianyu immediately jumped up excitedly, and said very embarrassingly.

Nie Fei rolled his eyes at him, and said sarcastically, "You've got it, every time the judging panel announces, you'll say that, it's like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!"

If it were any other time, Zhang Tianyu might argue with Nie Fei.

Now they finally had a chance to perform, and he stopped arguing.

They lined up neatly and quickly left the team and came to the assessment site.

The pull-up horizontal bar was standing in front of them, and the recruits from other regiments were also getting ready in their respective positions.

The group of recruits from the Sword Fist Group who had just been selected cast a vicious glance at the position of the Iron Fist Group.

"Brothers, just now the company commander gave us the order to die, even if it is to die, I have to win this competition."

"We absolutely can't let them continue to win, or else our Swordsmen will miss the number one spot this year!"

"Don't worry, monitor, there is no set time for pull-ups, at worst, I will hang on it and won't come down."

"I don't believe it anymore. With my physical strength, I can't beat the gang of stunned men from the Iron Fist!"

Zhang Tianyu looked in the direction of the sword group, and said suspiciously: "Why do I feel that these beasts are scolding us?"

Nie Fei turned his head to look, waved his hands at Zhang Tianyu and said, "Okay, don't think so much, isn't it just a simple pull-up?"

With the sound of the signal gun, the last assessment in the morning officially began.

The recruits of the Sword Regiment took the lead and jumped up, firmly grasping the horizontal bar with both hands, and began to do pull-ups.

The members of the Iron Fist Group were also unwilling to lag behind, and started doing pull-ups together, the speed was obviously much faster than that of the Sword Group.

At the same time, at the horizontal bar, the other recruits noticed that they had been reduced to cannon fodder, and all the focus right now was on the Iron Fist Group and the Sword Group.

The Sword Regiment and the Iron Fist Regiment compete with each other every year. These two regiments have been competing for No. 1, and the other recruit companies cannot be ranked at all.

Even the No.3 Flying Tigers were eclipsed at this moment, and almost no one in the arena was paying attention to them.

"Brothers, come on, fight hard, and kill the Tekken Group no matter what you say today!"

"That's right, otherwise we won't be able to explain to the company commander when we go back!"

The sound of their shouts reached the Iron Fist Group, Zhang Tianyu did not lose the battle at all, and immediately shouted: "Brothers, let's work hard too, let them speak with their strength, and this year must trample the Sword Group under their feet."

The pickets who were supervising on the side were basically used to it. This kind of scene happened almost every year in these two regiments, so they didn't bother to say anything more.

(End of this chapter)