You were asked to be a conscript, but you created The Matrix

The enemy was in a state of panic, and the enemy was in a state of panic.

Kang Lei was completely annoyed!

Of course he knew that Chen Jun took off his military uniform and broke into the gray area to hunt down the enemy, but what did that mean? He did not forget the mission of a soldier!

The enemy has come to kill your comrades, is ready to take your life, and rob the country of important resources... As a soldier stationed there, do you still have to give them a farewell party?

If Kang Lei was there at the time, he would do the same as Chen Jun.

What else can the picket team do except sitting in the office with air conditioning and doing some random things every day!

Lao Hei knew Kang Lei's temper and said, "Commander, we should make more preparations."

Kang Lei snorted coldly and said, "Try to move my soldiers!"

At this moment, Chen Jun continued to rush forward. It was already 30 laps. According to the calculation of 400 meters per lap, it was already 12 kilometers.

In the past, the army's training was the limit of 10 kilometers. After all, they were not special forces, and the training intensity was much worse.

By this time, the people of the Sharpshooter Company 4 had been almost left behind, and only more than a dozen were still holding on, including Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang.

Lao Hei naturally knew Chen Jun's previous performance in the recruit camp, and stared at Chen Jun with a very shocked look.

Chen Jun ran lightly, as if his heels did not touch the ground.

"Is this a ghost?"

He noticed that Chen Jun's face was a little red, and his breathing was still very stable, which did not look like the state of a person who ran 30 laps.

"In such a short time, can the environment really change a person so much? Running at such a speed, and still having such strong endurance, what a tough guy!"

Lao Hei felt like he was in a dream.

After a long while, Lao Hei said to Gong Jian: "Pinch me."

Gong Jian did not respond, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of complicated expressions.

When the number of laps reached 40, only a few people could hold on, and the others were already lying on the ground, unable to run.

"45 laps!" Gong Jian whispered.

If Gong Jian remembered correctly, when the recruits were assessed, Chen Jun only ran 10 laps and then lay on the ground unable to move.

Now 45 laps are still so easy, this progress is a bit... exaggerated, even if he took stimulants, there would not be such an effect.

At this time, Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang were sweating profusely, wishing they could take out their lungs to breathe. The tight vests they were wearing were already soaked, and sweat kept pouring out like spring water. Every time they ran forward, the sweat falling from their bodies was like rain.

Wang Yanbing felt that his legs were not his own, they were particularly heavy, and he felt that they were sticking to the ground, and his breathing was getting heavier. Every time he took a breath, his lungs were burning.

He looked at the figure in front of him, and his dry mouth muttered: "Damn, he can still run, is this guy a donkey? Even Zhou Baopi's donkey wouldn't dare to run like this."

"This bastard is playing tricks, we can't lose, we can't lose, we have to run forward even if we die, we can't lose to him."

And He Chenguang's situation is similar to Wang Yanbing's, but he started practicing martial arts at the age of 8, and he has been training hard for ten years. His foundation is much stronger than Wang Yanbing, so he feels a little better.

Time passed by little by little, and there were only three figures left at the scene. Chen Jun was still running in the front, followed by He Chenguang, and finally Wang Yanbing.

"50 laps, 20 kilometers, it is already the standard for special forces training." Gong Jian said.

Plop!

The legs of Wang Yanbing, who was cursing, softened directly, and the whole person fell to the ground limply, turning into a ball of mud.

It was too difficult for him!

It's not that he is not strong enough, he has broken his best record, but he still lost.

"I am not willing, I am not willing..."

"I lost completely, lost to a pig farmer!"

Now on the field, only He Chenguang was chasing Chen Jun.

When Wang Yanbing fell, He Chenguang also felt that he was about to die, and his body was completely relying on willpower to persist.

He and Lao Hei and Gong Jian couldn't figure it out.

What's wrong with this kid? Is he still human!

Before the run began, he had already beaten ten people by himself. Now, after 50 laps, he was still fine. What a ghost!

"This guy is possessed!"

After holding on for the last 3 laps, He Chenguang fell to the ground gloriously like Wang Yanbing.

At this point, all the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Company 4 fell to the ground.

Lao Hei opened his mouth and shouted, "Oh my god,

What a pest! The 4th company of sharpshooters were all run away. Gong Jian, how can you be an instructor? "

Gong Jian had a black line on his forehead and cursed: "It has nothing to do with me. He is cheating. Let's see how long he can last. If he has the ability, he can break the record of the whole army. ”

In fact, Chen Jun was not running easily at this point, and he had reached his limit.

Da Da Da...

Sweat like raindrops formed an obvious water mark on the ground where Chen Jun ran.

His steps were no longer as graceful as before, and began to become heavy.

People around him could feel that Chen Jun had reached his limit.

Chen Jun's legs had lost feeling, and it felt like he was stepping on the sand when he stepped on the ground, limp, and he could fall down at any time.

Because of lack of oxygen, Chen Jun's lungs seemed to be torn apart every time he breathed. The stinging feeling made him very painful, and it was this pain that kept his consciousness a little clear.

Chen Jun's physical fitness was stronger than He Chenguang and others, so when he reached his limit, the maladaptive reaction would be more violent.

His facial expression began to become distorted.

People around him noticed the distorted expression on Chen Jun's face and knew that he had reached his limit.

"Stop, stop, if you keep running like this, you will die!"

"Don't run anymore, you have already won! "

Everyone was staring at Chen Jun.

At this moment, their hearts were moved, and there was an indescribable feeling.

It was an inexplicable feeling.

They no longer cared whether they were slapped in the face or not, or whether the other party was ruining the scene.

Now, everyone hoped that Chen Jun would stop and not use his life to persist.

Under the extreme state of the human body, relying on willpower to support the body to run is overdrawn. Once overdrawn, it will kill people.

Suddenly, everyone saw Chen Jun's legs bent and his body tilted to the ground.

"Is he going to fall down?" Gong Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This kid's body was overdrawn too seriously. If he didn't fall down, his life would be in danger.

"But it's a pity. If he persists for another 5 laps, he will break the record of 60 laps. It's really a pity."

At this time, Gong Jian felt a little bit of pity when he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What!"

But in the next moment, Gong Jian's pupils suddenly widened, and his eyeballs were round, as if they were bulging out.