As time passed, Jiang Teng's movements gradually slowed down.

In addition to the dizziness and nausea, there was also a burning and painful feeling in my mind that pierced Jiang Teng's heart.

It seems that the palms are worn...

Holding the horizontal bar with both hands will definitely not be able to hold it to death in order to rotate the body. Leave a certain gap to allow the palms to rotate around the horizontal bar, which will inevitably cause the palms to rub back and forth on the horizontal bar.

It's like a rolling pin, constantly pressing the skin on your palm back and forth, rolling and ironing. The skin first wrinkles in the same direction, and after reaching the critical point, it breaks...

How many have you made now?

Jiang Teng continued to turn around and thought blankly...

Although it is uncomfortable to get injured in the palm, it has certain positive significance at this moment. The pain neutralizes the dizziness that is becoming more and more uncomfortable in Jiang Teng's heart. Relatively speaking, his thoughts can remain awake.

"Come on! Jiang Teng, a few more! 230! There are 6 more, and there are 6 more that will break the team's record!"

"Captain Jiang, come on!"

"Brother Jiang, hold on!"

230?

Jiang Teng didn't make a sound, but just silently controlled his body and allowed it to continue spinning.

The common roars in film and television works actually have little significance in reality.

Especially for this kind of continuous and repetitive training movement, yelling will only disrupt your breathing rhythm. Perhaps it may feel like you have improved your fighting spirit in a short period of time, but that will be a reflection of your life.

Stable, or stable...

Round after round, amid the cheers of the soldiers next to the horizontal bar training ground, Jiang Teng's body kept rotating at a constant speed. No one knew when he would stop.

In front of Jiang Teng's eyes, it was completely dizzy. Slowly, the faces that could still be seen clearly in the rotating scenery, Wang Squadron, Zhang Zhen, Instructor Meng, Wang Bufan...

Gradually, I became more and more confused, not knowing when or how long it had passed.

Jiang Teng suddenly felt his hand slipping, and the scenery that was originally rotating was getting closer and closer to him...

"Bang~"

Jiang Teng's body flew straight out. Fortunately, the horizontal bar five practice was to flex the bar, which was to circumscribe the bar in the opposite direction. Jiang Teng, who fell on the sand pit on his back, did not feel much pain, and he thought there would be no big deal.

"Jiang Teng?! Hurry up, help the dormitory and go to rest!"

"Brother Jiang, is it okay?!"

Jiang Teng had no signs before he fell out, until he completely fell on the sand pit. The onlookers realized, and then a group of people rushed forward under the order of the King Squadron...

"Toilet...toilet...house..."

Jiang Teng, who was shaking and being held up by someone, felt that the world in front of him was rotating rapidly. His legs tried to find the toilet, but even standing firm was a luxury.

Feeling the surging of his stomach getting stronger and stronger, Jiang Teng had to say hello weakly, and pointed his hand desperately at the public toilet next to the training ground.

"Brother Jiang, 281! You broke the record of the corps, it's really cowhide!"

Because he started one step slower and did not grab the position beside Jiang Teng, Wang Bufan went straight to Jiang Teng. While retreating, he excitedly reported his achievements to Jiang Teng.

"Toilet...toilet..."

Seeing Wang Bufan still wandering in front of him, Jiang Teng was so angry...

Whether it is Wang Bufan or the group of people around him, they are all praising their achievements...

You guys can’t listen to what I said? I don’t want to vomit all over you!

"Hey, hand! King Squadron, Jiang Teng's hand is injured!"

In this noisy, Zhang Zhen, who was sharp-eyed, noticed Jiang Tengcheng's fingers dripping blood on both sides.

"What? He didn't apply magnesium powder..."

When Wang Squadron heard Zhang Zhen’s shout, his eyes immediately looked at Jiang Teng’s hand.

Generally speaking, you won’t touch magnesium powder when practicing single and double bars in the army. After all, a single single and double bar movement will not cause any contusion in your hands, but since you are already ready to go to record, why not wipe it?

Although our troops don’t use them normally, it doesn’t mean they don’t have them!

In addition to the military training syllabus, there is also a book called the Military Sports Training Outline. There is also a place called the Sports Teaching and Research Office in the military academy...

In other words, in the army, most sports goods are actually available. There are even special equipment rooms in the detachment. This place is set up in the place and is usually called a gym...

Unfortunately, before Wang Squadron finished speaking, he saw Jiang Teng's mouth slightly open. Then his body fell to him, and a large ball of filth appeared on his clothes...

"Quickly, send it to the health team! Don't go back to the dormitory!"

The bustling crowd followed the words of the Wang Squadron, and rushed to the health team with Jiang Teng...

"This is... Jiang Teng? What's going on? It's just one month, and it's like this again?"

The military doctor on duty in the health team was Dr. Tan, an old acquaintance of Jiang Teng. Seeing Jiang Teng being carried in again, especially with a 100% discount beside him...

Dr. Tan is really one and two big...

It would be fine if you say you are a non-commissioned officer, but why is even the squadron leader messing around here?!

Your training standard is really "not dead or injured, and strive to join the health team"?!

"Doctor Tan, his hand is injured! Please show it. He was injured when he did the horizontal bar five practice! This kid just broke the record of the corps and made a total of 281! In one breath, he did not apply magnesium powder and his skin was worn out..."

The King Squadron did not notice Dr. Tan’s thoughts at all, and shouted excitedly.

Of course, he chose to ignore the fact that Jiang Teng is still spitting something out in his mouth.

I vomit when I feel dizzy... Is it good to vomit, how fresh?!

"The company record?!Okay, carry it to the bed first, I'll go to the medicine and get gauze..."

He looked at Jiang Teng who was in a surprise surprise, and Dr. Tan pointed at a hospital bed, then turned around and walked into the pharmacy.

"This is a little bit wrong. I'm vomiting jaundice. What did he eat in the morning? He vomited so quickly?!"

He walked back to the ward with gauze, disinfectants and other items in a tray. Dr. Tan smelled a strange smell in the ward and looked carefully at the corner of Jiang Teng's mouth.

"Truman! Did Jiang Teng eat in the morning?"

Hearing Dr. Tan’s question, Squadron Wang turned to look at the soldiers of Class 9 in a daze.

"Squadron Captain, Jiang Teng ate, but he just drank a bowl of porridge..."

"I'm just a fool, half of my eldest son will eat it to death. How can this young and strong man have a bowl of porridge? Xiaorui, go and get a bottle of glucose..."

If Jiang Teng hadn't been like this at this moment, Dr. Tan would have doubted whether this guy was here to cheat glucose for drinking...

You said that even if you eat one more steamed bun, you won’t be so dizzy!

"Dr. Tan, do you need a syringe?"
Chapter completed!