Solemn worries are not unreasonable.

Captain Yan Ming is facing a difficult choice at this moment.

He is not the last group to put on needles and complete stability assessments.

However, Yan Ming stopped at a distance of only ten meters away from the cart point.

Knee hurts very much.

He subconsciously touched his knees.

Even though I went to find an ice pack and cold compress along the way, my old injuries inevitably recurred.

He bent down and reached out to wipe it.

The touch told Yan Ming that his knees were swollen.

In fact, from the first day of the extremely long distance raid, Yan Ming's old injury has shown signs of recurrence.

No, to be precise, not long after entering the reserve team, the high-intensity training made Yan Ming feel that his knees couldn't bear it.

Although the doctor told me that the operation was successful when I was in the general hospital last year, I also warned that it was best to leave the special forces.

Even if you want to stay in the special forces, try to stay away from high-intensity training and do some guaranteed work.

Guaranteed work?

This made this iron man who was seven months old at that time, and he was thirty years old, a little sad.

Since he joined the army, he has been a combat unit since his age. He has been in the front-line combat squad, and has been to the "Red Arrow" brigade and participated in various military competitions. He has never been a logistics soldier for more than ten years in his military career.

Let yourself do logistical support now?

It's even more uncomfortable than shooting yourself in the knee.

In the end, Yan Ming did not follow the doctor's advice and did not leave the front line company.

But the doctor did not scare himself, and the knee injury still relapsed.

In the first half of the month, Yan Ming and Zhuang Yan and several senior privates were in a group, and many physical subjects were taken care of.

But this kind of care cannot last long.

Yan Ming, who was lucky, finally faced a difficult problem now - if he went up and pushed the cart, then if he pushed it halfway, his knees would really not be able to hold back, and the other three people would be affected.

Even if the other three people have enough physical strength to go back to the starting point and find another team member to regroup a four-person team, and then push the Warriors to the finish line, they will fall into an extremely passive situation in time and physical fitness.

The most likely consequence is that the other three were eliminated.

Yan Ming subconsciously took a look at the position on his shoulder.

There should have been a military rank there.

It is a rank of captain.

I am a deputy company commander and I was going to be an instructor this year.

In fact, when I think back, maybe the captain Zhang Hui had already understood and considered his physical condition. The position of instructor is the best arrangement for himself who does not want to leave the front line.

"Hey! Old Yan! Here!"

Two old men from the Northwest Wolf Brigade who knew them were waving to them at the starting point.

There is also a Siberian tiger team member next to them.

"Quick! Only one person is missing! Let's go in a team!" The Siberian Tigers' team members said the Northeast accent, and maybe they felt very strange. Why did they suddenly stop and stop moving forward more than 20 meters away?

Yan Ming was very struggling inside.

He even thought by chance that maybe he could really get through.

Isn't it just one hundred meters?

The slope is not steep, similar to flat ground, the road conditions are quite good, there are no ravines, maybe...

Maybe it's really possible.

But what if it doesn't work?

That was equivalent to harming several other people.

There are only 80 places to eat, and the players after 80 have two choices - either continue to stay hungry and insist on coping with others for the next training assessment; or choose to quit and leave the reserve team.

Stay hungry?

This sounds a bit fantastic.

The rules set by Lao Baimao are difficult to work part-time.

If you don’t eat, no one can survive until tomorrow. Even a rigorously trained special forces soldier is not a god, nor is it an iron-killed robot.

Judging from one's own experience, as long as you miss the opportunity to eat this morning, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive.

In other words, only 80 people stayed today.

The fact is so cruel.

He looked back at the river and there were still many people threading needles.

The cold and body temperature drop have caused many people to not complete the stability assessment so far.

If there is no problem with the Northwest Wolf and Siberian Tiger Team, they will definitely be within 80.

go?

Or not to go?

quit?

Or a fight?

Captain Special Forces Officer Yan Ming has never had such hesitation in his life.

"No. 31! What are you doing!"

Instructor No. 6 appeared behind him.

Seeing Yan Ming standing by the roadside and not moving for a long time, he felt something was wrong.

"Are you injured? Do you want to quit?? Yes, you can tell me! I'll let you go right away!"

"No!"

Yan Ming answered subconsciously.

give up?

How can I give up!

As an officer, Yan Ming didn't even dare to think about those two words.

From the age of soldiers to the present, Yan Ming has never chosen the word "giving up" in any training camp or competition.

For him, for a man.

Giving up means more than just a matter of dignity.

"Then why are you standing here? Do you think you have too much time?!" Instructor No. 6 shouted.

Yan Ming stopped talking, gritted his teeth and ran towards the Warriors car.

"Old Yan, what are you doing?"

A lieutenant of Siberian tiger patted his arm, then shook his head, and sighed: "Haha, I have to admit that we have all passed our peak period, and those new recruits are stronger than us! Your apprentice is the first to go up..."

As he said that, he shook his head and smiled.

"Come on! Everyone get ready! Who will go to the front? I will count on one of me, and I will come another one!"

Yan Ming was stunned when he heard that Zhuang Yan had reached the key point first.

Countless thoughts exploded in my mind, like a string of firecrackers that were ignited.

Yan Ming didn't pay attention to what the teammates around him said.

"Old Yan!"

"Old Yan!"

The lieutenant of the Siberian Tigers team pushed Yan Ming.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Yan Ming woke up at the beginning of his dream and suddenly woke up.

"Everyone..."

He glanced at the end point in the distance and pursed his lips vigorously.

"I'm sorry, you guys find someone else."

He turned around and walked towards Instructor No. 6 on the side of the road.

Instructor No. 6 stared at Yan Ming, wondering why he suddenly stopped.
To be continued...