Except for the students on duty, other students do not train on Sundays and drink alcohol is allowed in the military academy during rest.

The students began to share wine, including whiskey, beer, red wine, and champagne. It has to be admitted that during World War II, the American military academies and military food made other countries envious.

The first race: 60-meter back-run.

Every 120 meters is a turnover

Three round trips.

The 360-meter rebate run is more difficult among all rebate runs. The distance is neither long nor short, which is the most challenging person's perseverance, endurance and explosive power.

There is a table at each end of the track, and three glasses of wine are placed on each table, and 100 ml of 58-degree whiskey is in each glass.

Those who arrive first drink whiskey, while those who arrive later slapp themselves.

This regulation immediately caused students to curse wildly.

"This kind of game is fucking novel..."

"Fuck, shouldn't the loser drinker and then slap himself?"

"Damn it, there was no winner in the first game. Although the loser slapped himself, the winner had to drink 600 ml of 62-degree whiskey. How else would you play next?"

"No, no, no, in this competition, it is very likely that both sides have to drink. Every time the person who touches the lever first has to drink and waste time. Those who slap themselves will naturally have the advantage."

"Yes, yes... Damn, your analysis makes sense brother!"

"Fuck, brothers, this game is exciting, is anyone betting on me?"

"bet?

Damn it, you...you fuck why didn't you say it earlier, I'll go back to get the money now."

"Brother, I have two hundred dollars under my bed. I'll bring it to me. That's the money I keep to take the girl to camp... Damn it, if you dare to take advantage of me, I'll kick you..."

“fuc…k…”

The students have not been so happy for a long time. Today, this Chinese named Zhou Zhihan brought them fresh happiness!

The way Westerners express happiness is different. People everywhere scold "fuck, fuck, stinky shit, damn brother..."

Some people support Ryunosuke Sakamoto, but some people support Zhou Zhihan as the last winner. The best way to support is to bet on the people they support.

In the 1920s and 1930s, American soldiers were lazy in their style and always liked to smoke, drink, play cards, gambling, and go out to date local girls during rest. This has long become a leisure culture for them, and the army turned a blind eye to it.

Especially later, the Japanese army attacked Pearl Harbor, and the United States declared war on Japan. During the war, no one knew whether they could see tomorrow's sunrise. Therefore, as long as it was not a serious violation of military discipline, the officers would be more laissez-free to their soldiers.

Both sides stood before the starting line in the competition.

Three glasses of wine are placed on the tables at both ends of 60 meters.

Each glass of wine is 100 ml, 58-degree whiskey, and it is more powerful when you drink it.

The second and third events, how to drink, Zhou Zhihan wrote it on the paper. Ryunosuke Sakamoto agreed after reading it, and then handed the paper to Sergeant Jinke White to keep it alone. Only before the second and third events can the paper be opened and the rules are announced. Sergeant Jinke White is responsible for supervising the pouring of wine.

"What the hell?"

The students started scolding again "..."

Ryunosuke Sakamoto took out a white band that said "Must Win" and tied it on his head, with a Japanese sun flag painted on it.

Zhou Zhihan was also prepared for a long time. He knew that the Japanese advocated the spirit of Bushido and would bring this kind of plaster flag-like thing every time they compete.

Zhou Zhihan drew two national flags on his face.

Five-star red flag.

Blue sky and white sun flag.

Before traveling through time, he was the Communist Party of China.

After traveling through time, they competed with the Japanese in the West Point Military Academy in the United States. Both of these flags represent the symbol of the Chinese nation's indomitable endurance.

The first competition is about to begin.

This game is just a matter of deciding the winner and the loss, and it has nothing to do with time.

After a morning transformation, Zhou Zhihan was 100% sure to defeat Ryunosuke Sakamoto and did not use his slightly better combat skills.

His physical fitness can meet all the training volume of the Marine Corps.

But it was related to slap in the face, and Zhou Zhihan did not dare to slap, focused and gave his all.

"Bang!"

A student pulled the starting gun.

The two rushed out at the same time.

Around them are cheering, cheering, fragrant sounds, and wine bottles colliding...

Zhou Zhihan moved like a rabbit, and his super explosive power kept him leading the way. He first rushed to 60 meters, picked up the wine, and sipped his mouth full of stuff.

"Ok!"

“fu…ck…fuck…fuck…fuck…”

The students raised their glasses and cheered, and followed Zhou Zhihan to drink.

This is so cool.

Sakamoto Ryunosuke's explosive power was one second later than his opponent's speed, and he never caught up again. He also reacted quickly, gritted his teeth and slapped himself in the face, using his skillful touch stick technology to take the lead in running.

This slap instantly ignited the enthusiasm on the field.

“gogogo…”

The students saw that Ryunosuke Sakamoto slapped himself and urged him to run away quickly.

The students hope that the next person who slapped himself is Zhou Zhihan.

Each slapped in the face,

That's cool,

That's wonderful.

Zhou Zhihan swallowed the wine in two big mouthfuls and ran back and was two seconds slower than Ryunosuke Sakamoto.

Ryunosuke Sakamoto almost sprinted with all his strength. He had already slapped himself and had to find his face first.

Just when Ryunosuke Sakamoto was still two steps to grab the wine glass, he heard the students urging him to "gogogo" loudly. His eyes flashed. Zhou Zhihan had already taken the lead, picked up the wine glass, and tilted his head to fuck.

"Shit..."

"grass……"

The students saw that Ryunosuke Sakamoto was about to touch the wine glass, but the wine glass was snatched away by Zhou Zhihan in a flash.

Ryunosuke Sakamoto was also a ruthless person. He touched the benchmark and slapped his backhand again. He turned around and ran back. His cheeks were hot and his finger marks burst out.

This time, he was at least two seconds ahead of Zhou Zhihan!

He is bound to win this time.

Nothing to do three things,

Can't slap yourself anymore.

“gogogo…”

There were cheers of cheering for Ryunosuke Sakamoto, and the cheering sound at this time was like countless slaps on Ryunosuke Sakamoto's heart.

Running to the turn back, Ryunosuke Sakamoto panted and reached for the wine glass. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the wine glass, his other hand was closer to the palm of his hand, and he took the lead and copied the wine glass over.

"grass……"

The students couldn't bear to see it anymore. Sakamoto Ryunosuke was so pitiful. Everyone was eager to see Zhou Zhihan slap himself.

"Bang!"

Ryunosuke Sakamoto was furious. He didn't know if he was angry that he was incompetent or hated that the other party was too strong. He touched the benchmark, slapped him heavily in the face, and turned around and ran away again. At this time, he was already a tiger.

"Japanese, gogog..."

The students wanted to see Zhou Zhihan's own mouth.

Starting from the fourth 60 meters, Ryunosuke Sakamoto led Zhou Zhihan for at least three seconds, but his speed began to drop, but this time he was determined to win. His speed dropped, and the speed of the salted fish would definitely drop!

Find out, three seconds, what is the advantage of leading three seconds.

Since humans are made of flesh and blood, no one's physical fitness will not decline after the 180-meter sprint.

Unless the machine.

The two began to sweat profusely, and Zhou Zhihan drank alcohol and sweated more. He ran through the crowd and brought out a strong smell of alcohol, which made everyone wonder if his wine turned into sweat after he drank it.

But everyone just thinks about it. Fools know that the wine you drink cannot be converted into sweat immediately, which is unscientific.

When Zhou Zhihan was drinking, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes stared at him. He was so stuffy that he didn't even give him a drop.

Just like a drunkard.

However, time travelers are unscientific.

The time traveler has its own miracle system.
Chapter completed!