Qu Sen didn't know that he was being discussed by two superiors. When he returned to the dormitory, he was still calm at this moment, and did not mention the bet he had made with Liu Fei about washing socks.

"As a winner, you must maintain the demeanor you deserve!" Qu Sen said to himself in his heart.

When everyone was about to wash up after the name was late, Liu Fei suddenly walked to Qu Sen with a gloomy face, picked up Qu Sen's socks that he took off and threw them into his washbasin and turned around and walked out.

"Hey, deputy class, no need." Qu Sen was stunned. He didn't expect that Liu Fei would really wash his socks. He hurriedly chased after him and reached out to pull Liu Fei's sleeve.

"Go to compete tomorrow!" Liu Fei turned around suddenly, uttered four words in a muffled voice and then tried hard, broke away from Qu Sen's hand holding his clothes, left the dormitory and entered the bathroom.

"Okay, let him wash it. Those who join the army are willing to accept the loss without embarrassment." Liao Genzhu smiled and persuaded Qu Sen who was about to chase him out.

The socks were washed very clean and seemed particularly comfortable to wear on the feet, but they became sticky again by the end of the afternoon training. You don’t have to take off your shoes and you will know the smell, which is absolutely bright.

One hour after supper, Qu Sen and Liu Fei stood at the starting point of the 500-meter obstacle run again.

Qu Sen, one point is thirty-eight. Liu Fei is also thirty-eight, but the latter knew that he was half a step behind. After calling the name later, he washed up. Liu Fei put Qu Sen's socks in his washbasin again, but Qu Sen did not stop him this time.

On the evening of the third day, Qu Sen was 1 minute and 37 minutes and Liu Fei was 1 minute and 36 minutes. While washing, Qu Sen happily put Liu Fei's smelly socks into his washbasin and walked through the corridor into the bathroom.

On the fourth day, Qu Sen's one minute and Liu Fei's one minute and thirty-five.

On the fifth day, Qu Sen was one minute and Liu Fei was one minute and thirty-five.

The multi-functional training ground was lively every night, and more and more soldiers were watching. The soldiers were happy to watch it. Liu Yuanchao was also happy to watch it in the office of the commander on the top floor of the regiment headquarters building.

He thought his soldiers had to be so ruthless! Just a few days ago, Liu Fei's performance improved by two seconds according to his previous best results. In addition, he also got a seed player in the 400-meter obstacle course event in the regiment.

On the sixth day, amid the exclamations of hundreds of onlookers watching the warriors, Qu Sen and Liu Fei crossed the finish line with a time of one minute and thirty-three seconds. However, neither of them washed each other's socks, because tomorrow would be a selection within the group.

The two made an appointment in the most concise language: Whoever wins tomorrow will not have to wash socks in the future.

The reason for this agreement is that Qu Sen will also participate in the selection of the 400-meter obstacle running event tomorrow as a contestant.

...

April 17th, compared with the previous few days, it was a rare good weather, mainly because the spring breeze wrapped in sand and dust stopped for a while. However, on this day, the infantry regiment was particularly lively.

Because this day was not only a selection competition for the 400-meter obstacle running event, but also a day for the regiment to participate in the military competition and select contestants in other events in the infantry subjects, so from the early morning, the cheers and cheers on the training ground have basically never stopped.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a team of green square formations on the training ground began to move towards the 400-meter obstacle running training area. In order to accurately record the selection process and facilitate reporting, the team's publicity officer had set up a camera on the edge of the field.

There were seven people participating in the selection of the entire group of obstacle running events. Except for Qu Sen and Liu Fei, the other five people's scores were basically stable from one point 37 to one point 39. Therefore, the soldiers watching the game knew that today's winners would probably be the recruits of Liu Fei, who had already been famous in this event and the recruits of the 1st Battalion and the 2nd Company of the 1st Battalion.

After all, the two of them competed once a night for a week, and they had a win or defeat for each other. Almost everyone knew about the whole regiment, from cadres to soldiers.

There were only four competition venues, so four of the seven contestants were first on the way, and Qu Sen and three other unknown veterans were named first and stood in front of the starting line.

The whistle sounded, and Qu Sen, who had already been holding his strength, raised his legs and rushed out. He took three steps to pile the trenches, jumped over low walls, jumped through high boards, crossed the single-plank bridge, climbed over high walls, crawled through low pile nets, familiar obstacles, and optimized rhythms many times, Qu Sen completed it very smoothly.

After returning, the company's comrades cheered particularly loudly, especially Wang Shuai's full of big scent, which was hard to hear.

The lower the pile net, the higher the wall was, and after adjusting the pace, the higher the plate, Qu Sen had a premonition that he would definitely be faster today than yesterday.

When the five-step sprint began to sprint for the last sprint, my ears were filled with the sound of "rush!!!!!" like a tsunami.

The onlookers did not know how fast Qu Sen was, but they could see that Qu Sen had a huge lead compared with the other three contestants. So, under the leadership of the soldiers of the 2nd Company of the First Battalion, the whole person subconsciously shouted "Roar! Ruar!"

"One minute twenty-nine!" The referee excitedly reported a number that made people forget the exclamation in an instant.

After a brief shock, the onlookers burst into louder cheers and applause.

"Okay!" Liu Yuanchao, who had already stood at the edge of the venue at some point, subconsciously clenched his fists hard, and then sighed: "There are 400 meters in the TND team, and I haven't been able to run into a 100-minute and 20-minute race in many years."

The political commissar Zhao Zhi, who was standing by, also excitedly followed the soldiers and clapped a lot. Hearing the commander's words, he said with a smile: "This time, that boy Liu Fei should be under pressure."

"Where is the motivation to come from without pressure?" Liu Yuanchao said toughly, paused for a moment and said angrily: "That kid is missing a decent opponent. If he had met Qu Sen, his grades would have been one or twenty long ago."

When the leader and political commissar chatted with each sentence, the first group of the 400-meter obstacle race was completed, and the three people in the second group were already standing at the starting line.

The soldiers watching the game gradually calmed down and waited for the second competition to begin. Qu Sen, who was slowly walking on the grass on the edge of the track to recover his strength, also stopped and turned his attention to the field.

When the referee issued the "preparation" command, the scene was silent for a moment. Liu Yuanchao and Zhao Zhi had already stopped talking, and everyone's attention was focused on the players who were about to set off.

To be precise, it was Liu Fei's body. Everyone was looking forward to what kind of results Liu Fei could achieve under the pressure of Qu Sen.

The whistle sounded again, and Liu Fei took the lead in the 100-meter flat run and was ahead of the other two opponents at a distance. After the flat run, the obstacles were successfully completed in the first half. The referee looked at the stopwatch in his hand and compared it in his mind. Liu Fei's current performance was basically the same as before Qu Sen.
Chapter completed!