Chapter 59 Section VII

The sports meeting of the special reconnaissance brigade is unique. In addition to traditional track and field events, there are also non-traditional sports such as sanshou and throwing knife.Geng Hui didn't dare to let the troops returning from the exercise idle. The characteristic of this kind of bird troops is that they have excess energy, and accidents will happen when they are idle.So we hurriedly organized the first sports meeting. It took a lot of energy to prepare and select the various units in the front. The troops value the sense of honor most, so they are very serious; Geng Hui, who is familiar with military political work, of course would not let go of such a best opportunity for publicity, so the military region's "Battle Song News" and the military newspaper's garrison region reporter station were invited to the scene.Leaders at all levels are also indispensable, as well as the chief officers of the brother troops.The old man brought various ministers from the military region to attend, and it was very lively.

The opening of the prestige gongs and drums was overwhelming. The majestic gong and drum team of 200 people, with red belts on their heads and camouflage uniforms, quickly lined up in front of the viewing platform with the roar of big drums and gongs.Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, the generals who came from the war years were happy Sanshou competitions are divided into cadre competitions and soldier competitions, otherwise it would be unfair.This guy Chen Yong is the champion of the cadre team who does his part. He was born as a disciple of Shaolin laymen, and his kung fu is really not bragging.The fighting spirit was also high, and the old man was dazzled and applauded repeatedly after passing five stages and killing six generals.

"You guys, who is going to make gestures with him?" He glanced sideways at his security staff. Obediently!The security staff members looked at each other in blank dismay, they were all Lianjiazi, Chen Yong's kung fu was not a wild way of becoming a monk at a glance.They all came into contact with fighting after joining the army, and they had few chances to mix hands in agencies these years, so it's troublesome now. But soldiers should not be ashamed. A staff officer took off his uniform: "I'll go." When Chen Yong saw him coming up wearing gloves, he shook his head after posing: "Come together."

The staff officers below couldn't hold back their faces. As soon as they are added up, they all go up——you told me to come together! He Zhijun watched with cold eyes, and shouted: "Chen Yong! Have you grown up?!" Chen Yong was taken aback, a martial arts competition is a martial arts competition, how could he have thought so much? The old man waved his hand and signaled He Zhijun to sit down: "You fight hard, I'll watch." Chen Yong felt that there was no problem, and the lieutenant general said let me fight hard! He regained his energy and stood in the middle of the stage, with the four staff officers standing at a corner.

As soon as the referee shouted, the four staff officers rushed forward together.Chen Yong flew on the spot, a swallow swung its tail, and kicked the faces of the two staff officers accurately. When it landed, Feilong Tangzhu got up and punched the staff officer in the front with a punch, then put his shoulders on his shoulders and kicked back. The staff officer behind also flew out. The four staff officers got up and rushed forward again. The more Chen Yong fights, the more energetic he is, and he shoots his legs and bows left and right, as if he is demonstrating a one-on-four one-stroke defeating the enemy.

When he knocked down all four staff officers for the third time, the old man shouted to stop. Chen Yong stood in the center of the stage, closing his posture steadily. "Chen Yong! See if I won't fix you?!" He Zhijun stood up. Chen Yong's face was full of grievances, but he was really afraid of He Zhijun. "Okay, okay." The old man smiled all over his face, "Good skill! You were in the martial arts team before you joined the army?" "Report to the chief! No!" "Where did you learn this kung fu?" "Before I joined the army, I belonged to the Shaolin Temple."

"Monk?" The old man was taken aback. "No, lay disciple!" The old man nodded: "The hidden dragon and the crouching tiger of the Special Reconnaissance Brigade! What's the matter, Captain He, can you give me this person?" He Zhijun was unwilling, but still smiled all over his face: "Deputy Commander, I only have more than 200 people, and you have hundreds of thousands of troops under your command, and some of them are experts." The old man thought about it and smiled: "This He Zhijun, there is a treasure hidden by himself!" The generals laughed.

"Well, the person is still yours." The old man said, "But the training department has come up with a plan to let this cadre give rotation training to the combat instructors and reconnaissance company commanders in the military region." "Yes." The training minister stood up. "I can't bear to ask you personally." The old man stood up and smiled, "You, He Zhijun, have asked for guns and money from me a lot!" The generals laughed again. "Go, take a look." The old man said. "What?" He Zhijun was nervous for a while.

"You put these things out for us to see." The old man said, "What I want to see is what you don't show." "Which places does the chief want to inspect?" Geng Hui asked carefully. "Tell you, what else am I inspecting?" The old man smiled, "Get in the car first, I'll think about it after I get in the car." Just go down, get in the car, and the sports meeting is still going on.