"System Master, triple amplification potion. Baidu search gives you a powerful literature website."
"Host, your body."
"What is the mission of a soldier? It is to protect, protect the people, and protect the territory. If I can't even protect the national flag that symbolizes the motherland, then how can I become the strongest soldier?"
"Yes, host."
Soon, the little Japanese and other special forces chasing He Zhenzhong were dumbfounded and were about to catch up, but He Zhenzhong suddenly started to speed up again.
"Baga." Matsushita Muramasa gritted his teeth and cursed. He had already used all his strength to suck the milk, but he was still pushed further and further away by He Zhenzhong.
Special forces from other countries couldn't help but gasp. Does this look like someone who has stood in a military posture for several hours? This sprinting posture is almost the same as a 100-meter race.
Further and further away, further and further away, in the end, they all knew that they could see the shadow of He Zhenzhong.
"Is this Chinese guy getting more and more surprising?"
"too strong."
On the plane, several instructors who had been monitoring the plane were shocked by He Zhenzhong.
"I think he has exceeded his physical limit." The leading instructor also had a look of shock on his face.
Breaking the physical limit? Several other instructors were even more shocked. The limit is easy to understand and everyone will encounter it. However, it is extremely difficult to break the physical limit, and sometimes you can't even do it even if you risk your life.
Moreover, every soldier who breaks the physical limit is definitely the king among soldiers.
No wonder the assassin was so aggressive, several instructors murmured.
"Go back to school and wait for these guys."
"yes."
Two hours later, we arrived at the gate of the International Special Forces Warrior Training School.
He Zhenzhong's figure appeared. He was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and his feet were still shaking, as if he would fall down at any time. But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, staggering, and rushed into the school gate.
As soon as he rushed in, he fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
The effect of the triple amplification potion could only last for half an hour, and then he fell into weak side effects. He relied entirely on his strong willpower for the rest of the journey.
"Tsk tsk, look, the Chinese are here"
"You only ran for two hours and you fell asleep on the ground? What are you doing with such a physique?"
"How can Asians compare with us? They are born to be incompetent."
Soon, He Zhenzhong was surrounded by a circle of black and white people, each tall and muscular, standing there, staring at He Zhenzhong with sarcastic smiles on their faces.
He Zhenzhong stood up with both hands, frowning. Although Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei told him that he might suffer discrimination here, he did not expect it to be so serious.
"Step aside."
"Get out of the way."
Seeing the instructor approaching, those guys quickly moved out of the way.
"The victim, are you okay? Do you need a military doctor?"
"Report, no need."
The instructor nodded with satisfaction, glanced at He Zhenzhong with admiration, then turned his head, looked at the special forces from European and American countries, and shouted loudly: "Is it funny? Do you look down on him?"
"No." Although he said this, the expressions on those guys' faces were still full of disdain.
The instructor sneered and shouted loudly: "Everyone has it, military posture for seven hours, then armed cross-country, sprinting with all your strength for two hours."
What?
The faces of those guys immediately changed and they started complaining.
"Report it, people will die."
"Report, this is an impossible task."
The instructor looked at those guys, pointed at He Zhenzhong, and said: "Is he dead? Has he finished? It took seven hours of military posture and two hours of sprinting to get here. You can't do it, but you still have the right to laugh at him? I don't even think about it.
I blush for you."
What? Those guys immediately opened their eyes wide and stared at the panting He Zhenzhong in disbelief. Is this guy a superman?
"A bunch of idiots, a big playground, twenty laps."
"yes."
A group of tall special forces soldiers could only run towards the big playground with depressed faces.
Two minutes later.
Special forces from other Asian regions appeared, led by Matsushita Muramasa and a few little Japs, followed by special forces from India, South Korea, Vietnam and other countries.
They ran over panting and looked at He Zhenzhong standing there, their faces changed, ugly, ugly.
Wait until everyone has arrived.
"gather."
Soon, the special forces who came for training lined up and quickly stood up.
The principal of the Warrior School strode over and said loudly: "Welcome, special warfare elites from Asia. I believe you will spend an unforgettable time here, you will hate it here, and you will also like it here.
"
After speaking, he waved his hand, and a row of teachers from the Warrior School came over, holding a plate in their hands with the national flags of different countries neatly stacked inside.
"This is the national flag of your country and the symbol of your country. Today, it will be raised here, and its height will be determined based on your strength." The principal looked around at everyone and hummed: "Don't say anything to me.
Insulting your national flag or something, huh, hanging it low, you yourself insulted your national flag. The warrior training school here is also a hell, so don't tell me about the things outside here. Do you understand?"
"clear."
"Very good." The principal nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and waved his hand, "Raise the flag according to the arrival time."
"yes."
"China, He Zhenzhong."
"Here." He Zhenzhong stepped out of the queue, walked over in unison, and carefully picked up the national flag on the plate.
"The tallest flagpole in the middle belongs to you, China, today. Go over and raise your national flag."
"Yes." He Zhenzhong turned around, walked over, hung up the national flag, and then threw it away.
Boom, the five-star red flag spread out and fluttered in the wind.
As He Zhenzhong pulled the rope, the five-star red flag slowly rose up, like a ball of flame, which was so eye-catching.
The other special forces looked on with envy, and many of them clenched their fists. Especially the special forces from Japan and India had their teeth almost broken.
Looking at the five-star red flag that had been raised to the highest point, He Zhenzhong stood upright, saluted a military salute, and secretly swore in his heart that since it had been raised, he would never let the flag come down again.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have completed the mission, the national flag is fluttering in the wind, and you have obtained the Dragon Tooth Head."