Li Xiu has truly experienced the benefits of strengthening his physical strength, which can be said to be extremely satisfying.

However, the price of five hundred volumes of King Value is too high, and Li Xiu himself cannot afford it.

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Inside the platoon leader's dormitory.

"Zhang Pai, this is Li Xiu's self-introduction, do you want to take a look?"

Zhang Zhehan took the leather book recorded by Jiang Anping, looked at it, and said: "The answer is no problem."

"Okay, don't pay too much attention to it. He's just a new recruit. Isn't there a thorn in the second row?"

Zhang Zhehan put down his leather book and said: "Wang Jun. This naughty soldier just came to the dormitory. He had a fight with another recruit and was punished by running ten kilometers. Not only did he survive, but he also took the initiative to run an extra five kilometers. This physical condition is not much

See. Now, I have become famous immediately. Even the instructor rushed over just now."

Jiang Anping followed Zhang Zhehan's words and said: "It's a thorn in the side. But his physical fitness is indeed not bad. It's a pity that the second platoon picked it up."

The spike head is difficult to carry, but it is also a good soldier model.

Many military kings were thorns in the past.

If you temper yourself in the furnace, you will have a chance to become something useful.

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The other side.

When sleeping, Li Xiu was more cautious and put on an extra layer of military coat.

In Xinjiang, the most famous thing is wearing a leather jacket in the morning and wearing a gauze in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!