Zhang Yan's usual training scores have always been in the middle of the rankings, neither good nor bad. Today, she accidentally ended, and she pulled a distance of one or two hundred meters.

"Platform leader, my stomach hurts." Zhang Yan's face turned a little blue.

"This is no longer the time to apply for sick leave," Daedhan said anxiously: "Run! Hold on to me and rush forward!"

Then he shouted to the front team: "Yin Xiancong! Xu Xingguo! Come back!"

Yin Xiancong and Xu Xingguo didn't seem to hear it, they were too far away.

Zhuangyan, who had been shaking around in the team, heard it and ran back to ask Dai Dehan: "Platform leader, I'll help Zhang Yan carry a gun!"

"Can you do it?"

Dadehan obviously did not believe in the overly excited solemnity in front of him.

In the past, the training scores of solemn were too good. On weekdays, solemn asked someone to carry a gun and needed Xu Xingguo to help him run. How could he help others carry a gun today?

Isn't this lighting a pit - looking for shit (death)?

Seeing Dadehan's extremely distrustful expression, it was Zhuang Yan's turn to be unhappy this time.

But today I am in a surprisingly good state, although I can't even figure out the reason.

In fact, the reason why Zhuang Yan didn't know was very simple. He himself took a big advantage - during these days of pretending to be sick, he only rested for three days in the entire queue!

Physical strength is the most important thing.

Before A Dai could come back to his senses, Zhuangyan snatched Zhang Yan's gun and carried it behind her back and ran to the front of the team.

Yin Xiancong ran over and saw the solemnity passing by, and couldn't help asking Dai Dehan: "Platform leader, I saw that boy carrying two guns?"

Daedhan was quite happy: "I think that boy was crazy today!"

Thinking of the guarantee that Zhuang Yan had made with him in the morning, even Yin Xiancong had to admit that he had misunderstood.

Zhuangyan decided to turn the serfs into their masters today.

He deliberately ran to Xu Xingguo who was pulling Guo Xiangyang, and then deliberately shook himself with two 81-1 automatic rifles intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he let out a "hum!" and ran away.

The meaning was already very obvious. He carried two guns and Xu Xingguo pulled Guo Xiangyang. Zhuangyan felt that even this was not considered as taking advantage of Xu Xingguo.

The two of them have completely gotten into trouble.

How could Xu Xingguo let Zhuang Yan be in front of him?

He added strength to his feet, pulled the backpack strap and dragged Guo Xiangyang quickly, as if he was pulling a powerless Teddy.

Soon, he surpassed the solemnity.

When he saw the solemn Yan, the stubborn spirit jumped up again, gritted his teeth and ran wildly, surpassing Xu Xingguo again.

Xu Xingguo was so angry that he turned around and shouted at Guo Xiangyang: "Old Guo, can you hurry up!"

After saying that, he was another crazy dragging dog, pulling Guo Xiangyang as if the wind was rising from the bottom of his feet.

The end is getting closer and closer.

The enemies Zhuang Yan and Xu Xingguo have completely surpassed the entire second platoon team, and the leading distance is at least two hundred meters.

They even caught up with the last few recruits from a platoon in another company that had set off two minutes earlier than them, and finally ran into someone else's team.

The recruits from other companies looked at the two recruits who had no idea they had emerged from there.

One of them carried two guns, and one actually dragged a man.

Crazy!

The same thought flashed across every recruit.

Zhuangyan knew that she was not crazy.

He was just trying his best.

After nearly eighteen years of growth, this can be said to be the first time Zhuangyan feels like he is fighting with someone.

Now, his lungs are like an engine that hits the extreme with the accelerator. It has reached its limit. If this continues, it will explode.

Since all the blood supplies the respiratory and muscle systems, the brain is a little ischemia and the skin feels numb.

None of this matters.

The most important thing is not to lose!

For the first time, he had such a persistent and fanatical passion for the word "win".

Because I lost this time, I couldn't pick up my face.

He would never allow Xu Xingguo to have a second chance to despise himself.

Aren't you better than me?

I will let you see what awesomeness is today!

Today I will just give my life here, and I can't let you, Xu Dianxing, win!

When the thought of this, the majestic little universe began to explode in an instant, and endless power surged out of his body, running fast like a crazy motor, running like a meteor.

Solemn feeling.

The feeling of desperate...

It's so cool!

After all, Xu Xingguo came from a sports school.

According to physical strength and endurance, he will never lose to Zhuang Yan.

But he just pulled Guo Xiangyang.

Poor Guo Xiangyang became the most unlucky among the three.

This speed is not something he can bear at all. The assassin was already panting and his face was as white as milk.

"Old Guo! Run faster! Be more determined!"

Xu Xingguo shouted, and was like a whimpering locomotive. He kept dragging it regardless of what was hanging behind him.

"Xu...Xu...I...I...no...please...please...you..."

Guo Xiangyang's tongue was spitting out, and he seemed to be about to faint.

The finishing line appeared in Zhuang Yan and Xu Xingguo's sight.

The distance is about two hundred meters.

Zhuang Yan felt that the two 81-1 automatic rifles on her body were as heavy as two mountains.

Xu Xingguo actually chased after him while dragging him alone!

Zhuangyan felt that she was going crazy.

This guy is really a perfect African bison, his physical strength is so terrifying.

He didn't dare to speak, so he could only grow his mouth, enlarge his nostrils, and breathe in the air wildly.

In less than two seconds, he surpassed Xu Xingguo again.

Xu Xingguo's eyes were about to glare on the ground.

Even though he dragged Guo Xiangyang, who was more than 160 pounds, he still gritted his teeth and chased after him again.

The two of them started running wildly in the last two hundred meters.

Now there is no need to save any physical strength. Whoever goes out and crosses the line first wins!

Whether it is Zhuang Yan or Xu Xingguo, he had already put some collective aside out, and there was only one thought in his mind - don't let the bastard beside him surpass you!

The officers and veterans in the distance seemed to have noticed these two competing new recruits.

"come on!"

"Good! Run! New recruits!"

"Yes! Fuck! The results are very good!"

The two of them didn't know what the veterans along the road said.

The heavy rain suddenly fell, and the cold weather and the cold rain water poured the two of them thoroughly.

Almost at the same time, Xu Xingguo and Zhuang Yan rushed through the finish line together.

Guo Xiangyang fell to the ground, and the health officer rushed over with a few veterans, pinching the human and checking for cramps in the leg muscles.

Half of the eyes of the solemnly chosen one is dark, which is caused by brain deficiency.

He inhaled in big mouth, and his open mouth began to sweeten his mouth, and his saliva was rapidly secreting, like a dog in the past three days, dripping with saliva.

Turning back, he saw Xu Xingguo, who was also blushing with blood, and was bent over and breathing with his hands on his knees.

Zhuang Yan held her breath, walked to Xu Xingguo, and raised her middle finger.

He wanted to ridicule the awesome recruit in the eighth company.

As a result, he opened his mouth and spit out his mouth, spraying Xu Xingguo all over...

"I-fuck!"
Chapter completed!