Ballistic Silence of Special Years

For someone like Li Zheng with a mild temperament, it is basically difficult to make enemies with others, but it is different when he is with Fatty Wei.

Fatty Wei is the kind of person who can't rub his eyes. If you get along well with him, you will be fine with everything. If you don't get along with him and make him look down on you, then he won't treat you at all. What are you doing? I will work hard with you.

From the moment he crossed the starting line, Li Zheng felt very hot.

It's not that the weather is hot, it's already early spring, and it's chilly.

It is the fire in the heart.

That ball of fire.

They were all trying to fight for a victory, so they stopped walking from the very beginning, like a group of lions on the prairie who had been starving for a few days and whose eyes were already glowing with gold, they walked forward like a fresh and plump antelope. Pounced out.

Standing on the starting line, Staff Officer Chen, the acting company commander, looked at the backs that disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye, rubbed his eyes in a daze, looked at his watch, and murmured to himself: "This speed... Not too fast..."

Hou Jun saw it.

Liu Yihui also noticed it.

Tian Zengqi also understood.

But the three of them are hard to tell.

You look at me, I look at you, I can only smile wryly.

Hou Jun finally said: "It's very good, I think this is very good."

Regardless of whether Hou Jun is "very good" or not, Li Zheng doesn't feel "very good" at this time.

In the fourth consecutive season, Li Zhengneng easily ran into the first echelon.

But today, he can be regarded as having seen what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and sky beyond sky.

In the past, I felt that the training of the fourth company in the regiment was unmatched. For soldiers of the same age, who else can compete with the overall quality of the fourth company?
But now I know that the reconnaissance camp is really not vegetarian.

There is only one reconnaissance battalion in the whole division, and it is full of good soldiers selected from hundreds of thousands of people.

After running for one kilometer, Li Zheng began to feel a little struggling in order to keep up with the speed.

The most obvious is breathing.

I usually run a distance of one kilometer without taking a breath. Generally speaking, the limit state does not appear until after three kilometers.

But at this moment, he began to feel that the oxygen provided by his lungs could no longer keep up with his body's needs, and the muscles on his two thighs began to feel slightly hot.

This is not a good sign.

Once the muscles start to heat up, it means that they are entering a period of fatigue, and they will soon feel tense and cramped.

He looked around and said "My day" in his heart!
Because he found that there were actually seven or eight people standing side by side with him.

This has never happened in the four companies.

Before running armed cross-country in four consecutive runs, except for those veterans, the recruits who could keep up with him could count with one slap.

It's nothing more than Fatty Wei and Zhang Jian.

Now many people have left, only Fatty Wei and Zhang Jian are left.

Except for Fatty Wei and Zhang Jian, most of the people next to him are members of the reconnaissance company.

Lost to these upturned-nosed scouts?

No!

Thinking of this, Li Zheng immediately exerted his strength.

Fight!

Anyway, there is no such thing as calculating the overall time at this moment.

The whole company runs together, each running separately, and the individual can run as fast as he can.

It doesn't matter who is the last one, the key is who is No.1.

The first person to cross the finish line will have the qualifications to excel in this subject in the future. If anyone refuses to accept it, just say to him, "If you don't accept it, let's run a five-kilometer test"?
It's cool to think about!

Fatty Wei still took the lead.

He ran about 20 meters ahead of Li Zheng.

The one who ran with him was not the Yuan Tianhua whom he scolded as "hairless" before, but turned into a small man.

As for this little man, it's hard to say whether his height can reach 1.7 meters. He is thin and thin. He ran with Fatty Wei. Their backs complemented each other, like a big bear running with a thin monkey.

One big, one small; one strong, one thin.

Yuan Tianhua is now side by side with Li Zheng.

Li Zheng turned to look at him.

He also turned to look at Li Zheng.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and the flames flashed with lightning.

Hey!
Doesn't this mean that wearing rice grains is embroidery?
Hey!
Doesn't this mean the fellow comrade of the guy who took the bricks and brains?
Can't lose.

Li Zheng warned himself.

Must run to win!

Yuan Tianhua gritted his teeth and issued a military order to himself.

Almost at the same time, the two rushed forward together.

Li Zheng found that he didn't get rid of this damned hairy.

Yuan Tianhua found that he hadn't been able to get rid of Silian.

The two continue to work harder...

All right.

turn out……

Still can't get rid of each other.

So, keep going...

Fatty Wei felt the wind blowing behind him.

A black shadow passed by his side, and swished to the front.

Who?
Which company?

And such a fierce guy?

When I saw it, I felt numb.

It was Yuan Tianhua.

It's the hairy one.

No!

Gotta chase!

He became ruthless, gritted his teeth, and chased after him!
The little man in the reconnaissance battalion was dumbfounded when he saw that the fat man, who had been keeping pace with him, had rolled forward by more than ten meters like a whirlwind.

Although it feels like the limit is approaching now, if it wasn't for Fatty Wei's strength, he would not be willing to fight to the death, so everyone will happily reach the finish line and cross the line together, wouldn't it be great?

But once someone breaks the balance, the matter will slide out of control.

Before the little scout could make up his mind whether to go all out or not, Li Zheng rolled up from beside him.

Uh……

Isn't this putting Lao Tzu on the crater?

The original No. 4 is now No.[-].

No!

Gotta chase!

The little man bit his lip, groaned fiercely and jumped forward desperately.

The four of them got angry, but it was the group of people behind who suffered.

What is the movie theater effect?
This is the movie theater effect.

Originally, there was not much difference between the people running in front and the group of people following behind, only 30 meters at most.

It is not too embarrassing to run this distance to the finish line even if you lose.

But now, the few psychopaths in the front suddenly separated the second echelon crowd by a hundred meters, and the gap continued to widen.

There are many soldiers like Zhang Jianzhi in the second echelon behind, how can you bear it?
This person can't afford to lose it!

Chase!
There are still a few senior soldiers in the second echelon, who used to be good seedlings in training in their own company. They were soldiers in the second year, and they didn't work as hard as recruits. One can also use the tone of a veteran and the posture of someone who has experienced it to say to the recruits, heck, you recruits just work hard, we old comrades, we will not compete with you for the length of this day.

But it's different now.

There was a quarrel just yesterday, not only about the face of the reconnaissance battalion and the fourth company, but also between individual individuals, it was also a battle of honor between the infantry and the reconnaissance.

Oh shit!

A few veterans turned away cursing in their hearts.

It's true that we veterans can't run, right?
There really are no tigers in the mountains, right?
Just let you see the big snake sucking shit, what are you calling a veteran quietly!

Don't say it yet.

The foundation of this veteran is there. He trains for an extra year anyway, and eats a lot more steamed buns from the army than the recruits.

All of a sudden, the group of people in the second echelon rushed up again.

The second echelon went up.

The soldiers of the third echelon and fourth echelon who were left behind felt even more ashamed.

You are a soldier, and others are also soldiers. You have two arms and two legs, and he may not have three legs. How can he run so fast?can't you?

All right.

The third echelon also desperately rolled up.

Looking at the four echelons, they are desperate...

Even Jiang Rong, who was at the bottom of the list, was different today.

Speaking of the previous four runs, it’s hard to say who will be the first in every five kilometers. Sometimes it’s Fatty Wei, sometimes Li Zheng, and sometimes Zhang Jian, but if you ask who is the last one, it must be the little boy Jiang Yun.

But today is different.

Although no one is pulling him anymore, the fourth company, the reconnaissance battalion, and the special agent company are mixed together, so they can't continue to be at the bottom!

At the bottom, where is Lao Silian's face?The few pennants in the honor room must have been ignited spontaneously.

That day, the boss of the Silian company had just returned from pulling vegetables from the regiment's logistics service department. He was humming a song and was walking back on the concrete road leading to the Silian camp area in a truck delivering food, when he suddenly saw a group of people behind the truck. A soldier with his trousers rolled up and his sleeves rolled up.

Take a closer look, ouch!They are soldiers from our own company.

Look again, what's wrong?

that one by one...

His face was ferocious, his teeth were bared, his lips were black, his face was red and purple, his eyes were glaring, as if he wanted to eat people.

Looking at the speed again, this Nima has caught up with this grocery shopping cart, and swished past the cart.

"Oh my god!"

The boss quickly stretched out his head and looked out, thinking that this is amazing, what happened today?

They all took expired aphrodisiacs, are they all crazy?

This speed!

I'm afraid that at the most glorious time of the fourth company, all the veterans of the company would not be able to reach this level!