The night was still shrouded in the earth. When everything was silent, a team of embarrassing was running in the mountains. When they took the first step, they were tired of making people collapse, so this kind of running was sad and angry.

They happily bid farewell to the old army and came here with expectations that they thought the future was infinitely awesome, but they never thought that what awaited them here was not to make them awesome, but to deprive them of all their dignity and crazily squeeze all their strength.

The long marching was not so harsh that it blocked their mouths, so the curse became the vent of the elites.

Yuan Lang's car was vaguely swept over Tuo Yonggang. Tuo Yonggang, who was willing to go out, cursed: "Call it, what a fool! He has the face to say that Yan General Yan Bing? Where will Yan General drive to listen to music at this time?"

Wu Zhe, who was dragged by Zheng Yingqi, gasped and said, "I have led the soldiers and are cruel, but I also know that these guys here are purely mentally dark... Brothers, don't be disappointed when you meet such a person. Hold on and bear it until the end and sue him! I don't believe that the whole old man will be terrible!"

This supports Wu Zhe's thoughts. If it weren't for this belief, I believe that he had chosen to go to the ground at this time and let the two field ambulances he followed carry him on.

Zheng Yingqi said: "It is victory to survive."

"43, I really admire you very much. If you are targeted by that devil, you can still bear 39. You call him "Peaceful Heart" every day, "Peaceful Heart", I think, all this "Peaceful Heart" is now 43!" Tuo Yonggang admired Zheng Yingqi so much that he was not afraid of it. If he was targeted by the devil, he would have fought long ago.

"If you don't keep your mind calm, you'll have already been deducted points. We have fought hard to get in. We have to go to the end if we choose the way we have lost our lives." Zheng Yingqi shouted, and after shouting, he seemed to have exhausted his physical strength.

Wu Zhe has always been curious about the "interest" in Zheng Yingqi's mouth, and took this opportunity to ask: "43, can you tell me what the interest is?" He was really curious about what kind of "interest" can make Zheng Yingqi withstand Yuan Lang.

"Are you afraid of deducting points?" Zheng Yingqi asked Wu Zhe. Wu Zhe looked at Yuan Lang's back in front of him and shook his head and said, "To satisfy my curiosity, I can accept deducting points!"

"But I'm scared." Zheng Yingqi smiled ugly.

Zheng Yingqi understood that the purpose of the deduction system was to make everyone feel nervous and keep vigilant. Under the rogue-style deduction of points of various reasons, the later the time, due to the score, the more nervous everyone will be, and the real stronger ones will gradually stand out.

At the same time, the better Yuan Lang performed, the more he would "pay attention". Anyway, he would not let anyone lead the score far ahead. This is in line with the original intention of constant "oppression".

Zheng Yingqi knew that his future path was still difficult, so of course he was unwilling to suffer.

“Born…”

Wu Zhe gasped and gritted his teeth to follow.

The morning light first rose, and it also enveloped this army full of anger but exhausted. It was no longer a place to live, and the hours of running had caused many people to spend all their energy.

An unlucky guy suddenly fell to the side of the road while running, followed the field ambulance behind him. The sanitary soldiers jumped out of the moving car and carried it into the stopped ambulance.

It was like a signal, two soldiers fell down in less than ten minutes.

Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe were dragged by a backpack rope, and Zheng Yingqi, Chengcai, and Xu Sanduo took turns to pull it. Tuo Yonggang poked Wu Zhe when he saw this scene:

"I don't think I can hold on... I can fall to the ground and then lie down..."

"Lying in the ambulance, it's not easy for the devil to lose points."

"Together?" Tuo Yonggang invited Wu Zhe, but Wu Zhe refused. Then he gritted his teeth and went up to invite Zheng Yingqi and the other three. As a result, no one was willing to lie down. Tuo Yonggang smiled bitterly: "Then I have no shame to go."

"Run, run to death and leave. Then I will climb back and continue to be an airborne soldier!"

Takuyong shouted, ashamed of what he thought just now.

It has been five or six hours now, and no one knows how many roads he has run, but everyone knows that they are about to collapse. Many times, they speak not just for the sake of speaking, but for the sake of being more awake.

Sometimes, giving up is actually a very difficult thing in just one week. No one wants to leave in shame, and no one wants to be the first to leave. Whether it is ridiculous stubbornness or pitiful sense of honor, these are the reasons that make them stronger.

Wu Zhe didn't know what was going on, so he ran away and pushed Tuo Yonggang away, squatting on the side of the road and vomited, as if he was about to be vomited out. Seeing this, Zheng Yingqi and the others hurriedly surrounded him.

Yuan Lang, who happened to pass by, asked the driver to stop the car and stretched out his head and shouted: "Don't pretend to take care of the wounded to be lazy!"

Several people were trying to block Yuan Lang's sarcastic words without saying anything.

But Yuan Lang stopped obeying and said to Qi Huan: "Next time to recruit soldiers, don't be obsessed with any veteran troops! From now on, I think that even if a few ordinary people come, they won't be like this, right?"

"Walk!"

Wu Zhe wiped the corner of his mouth and shouted, "No one is willing to accept such humiliation, even if they criticize them incompletely, they can tolerate it, but they don't want to, don't dare to let their glorious old troops be humiliated!"

It was not just their honor, just like the various honors of the Seventh Steel Company. It belonged to 1,104 martyrs who died and belonged to all 5,000 members.

The words he said deliberately made everyone angry. Some people yelled and some cursed, but the most unified thing was that everyone accelerated the speed exponentially. The student lying on the side of the road pushed away the helper and ran away again.

The health soldiers who were rescued quickly ran back to start their car. A student in the car, who had some drip, saw that he was thrown away, pulled out the needle and ran away, leaving only the empty car and the health soldiers looking at each other.

"Chasing! Chase! How can we still get our legs to throw us away?"

In the last twelve kilometers, no one fell behind because of the stimulation of such a sentence.

The wind on the top of the mountain was whimpering, and the shaking team seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind, but they always insisted on fighting against the blowing mountain wind, just like fighting with Yuan Lang.

Zheng Yingqi felt that his bones were about to disperse. Looking back at the road he had run, he couldn't believe that after being squeezed for a week of energy, he actually ran another 50 kilometers of marching.

"Human potential... is indeed infinite...but this way of stimulating potential is so hated."
Chapter completed!