Solemnity can only be fought!

He was frightened to find that as long as he felt a little relaxed, a sweaty figure would suddenly pop up behind him, running forward without his life, and immediately running out of sight.

This is an assessment, an elimination, a competition, and a head-on battle of military qualities!

A familiar high-ranking soldier surpassed Zhuangyan at the bend of a dirt road. He was half a head shorter than Zhuangyan, with round waist and wide arms, and dark skin like an African bison.

Zhuang Yan can no longer remember where he is in the entire squadron? Is he running in the first group or the second group? Or is he at the bottom?

Anyway, I don’t know anything, so I’d just find this high-ranking soldier as a reference!

If you can run through the finish line with the corps, you shouldn't be eliminated, right?

He was cruel and rushed forward with force.

The moment the two of them were standing side by side, Zhuang Yan turned his head and glanced at the military officer. The latter's eyes also happened to meet. When they were connected, a fierce spark instantly sparked in their hearts.

Then, the two of them chased each other, and no one wanted to fall behind, even if they were behind, they would not allow them to fall behind.

The soldiers' blood is hot and absolutely competitive!

In this way, the two became each other's companions.

If you surpass me, I will chase you; if I surpass you, you will catch up immediately.

Gradually...

The solemn physical strength had begun to overdraw, and his eyes turned black and his tongue was sweet; the top soldiers were panting like a cow and their steps were heavy.

Both of them felt that this was the longest road in the world.

No one knew where the end was, and only occasionally saw a coach and squad leader appear on the side of the road and shout at them.

In the distance, the barracks of the teaching brigade finally reappeared.

"See there is no stairs! The end is there! Climb up and calculate the time to finally pass the stairs! Run! You still have a chance!"

Luo Xiaoming appeared on the side of the playground, pointed to the steps in the distance and shouted at Zhuang Yan and the soldier: "You two hold on, you're almost a little bit!"

If possible, Zhuangyan really wants to stop.

He felt like he was about to part ways.

But the soldiers were so angry that they suddenly surpassed Zhuangyan and rushed out more than ten meters.

Your mom!

Solemn and collapsed and frightened.

After running around for so long, how could I lose in the last two or three hundred meters?

He poured his last little strength into his feet and yelled.

"ah--"

Then he actually caught up with the top corps!

The two went hand in hand again.

The steps at the end of the line are more than twenty steps in total, with a drop of more than eight meters.

The solemn one almost rolled and crawled his hands and feet and rushed forward. The soldiers were not much better. The strong figure lay on the ground and used their hands and feet, just like a runaway porcupine.

The two reached the finish line almost at the same time. As soon as they crossed the line, Zhuangyan couldn't stand it anymore. She ran to the ditch beside the lawn, her knees softened, and she fell to the ground, spitting out yellow gill.

When he finished vomiting, he turned around and saw it and was very happy.

The soldier also lay in front of the ditch, stretching his tongue like a dog, and a lot of saliva dripping from it, and he was also vomiting.

After vomiting, I recovered.

The lieutenant looked at Zhuang Yan, smiled, and stretched out his hand: "My name is Wang Datong, from the Fourth Company of the Second Battalion, machine gunner, and from the Eighth Squad of the Third District Team."

Zhuang Yan also reached out to him: "Zhuang Yan is also a third district team, but in the seventh squad, the original unit was the third battalion and the eighth company..."

He wanted to tell Wang Datong that he was in a row, but he was not.

“My kitchen class…”

"Cooking class?" Wang Datong looked like he was looking at a monster.

"Yeah, the kitchen class."

...

Wang Datong was the first friend Zhuang Yan made in the teaching team and a second-year veteran.

There are more and more people at the end.

The captain of the first district took the stopwatch and walked to Zhou Huping, the captain of the third squadron, and showed him the time on the watch.

"Captain, it's over 23 points."

Zhou Huping asked: "Is there anyone else who hasn't come back?"

The captain of the duty area said: "There are still."

After saying that, he pointed to the distance.

Everyone's eyes followed the district captain's hand.

Sure enough, a soldier was shaking towards him in the distance, and a coach, squad leader, was urging him.

"Mah, that's a badass." Zhou Huping cursed, "It's over, no time is needed."

"What does it mean?" Zhuang Yan asked Wang Datong, who was standing beside him.

Wang Datong shrugged and shook his head: "It's over, this guy is over."

Solemnly said: "You mean..."

Wang Datong said: "You are kidding when you are a teaching team? They really give up."

Veterans are veterans, and what Wang Datong said is indeed correct.

"You can go back and get your backpack!"

When the timeout student had just run across the finish line, the squadron leader Zhou Huping looked at the time and waved his hand at him.

A squad leader with the rank of sergeant walked over, patted the student who was still vomiting on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "You have been over time, go back and get your backpacks. There is a car to take you back to your original unit tonight."

The student was not breathing evenly, his face was pale, and his sweat was dripping down his cheeks under his chin. He couldn't accept this fact. While taking a quick breath of air, he begged the sergeant: "Squad leader, I'm not in good condition today. Tell the captain that I'll give me a chance. My other subjects will definitely be good. Otherwise, you can take the exam for me again tomorrow and I will pass the exam!"

The sergeant squad leader was silent...

"Squad leader, I beg you. Now I don't know where to put my face when I go back. I am the second-year veteran. This is my last chance to teach. Please..." The soldier choked up as he said.

"Private, I order you to execute the order immediately. The army is not a vegetable market, and there is no price to talk about!" Zhou Huping's hard tone completely shattered the hope of the Private, "No one told you that you are in a bad state in the war. Do you have a cold and fever and let the enemy rest for a few days before attacking?"

The sergeant was stunned.

After a long time, he raised his gun and slowly walked into the platoon in the eyes of other soldiers in the squadron.

Zhuang Yan's heart tightened, then he sank again. He looked at Wang Datong silently for a while. Both of them nodded and encouraged each other.

On the first day, we were basically in the survey and assessment.

The teaching team seemed to be worried about the people sent by the grassroots company and wanted to test it themselves to prevent people who were in the back door from hiding into the pre-received squad leader team.

After the assessment on this day, there was also one in the third district team who wanted to return to the company with a backpack.
Chapter completed!