"How many laps has this kid run?" Cai Tingkai, who had been standing at the window and watching the soldiers running carefully, suddenly pointed at Liu Lang, who was panting and soaked in sweat but still didn't stop and asked.
"Report to the military seat, it's twelve rounds." A colonel who counted Liu Lang silently in his mind replied solemnly.
Looking at Liu Lang's back gradually disappearing around the corner in the distance, all the national army generals and generals were silent, with something called admiration flashing in their eyes.
Twelve laps, definitely more than forty miles, aside from Liu Lang's shameless poaching behavior, this is definitely a reason to admire him. The painful expressions on the soldiers who couldn't hold on and stopped to vomit
Tell everyone what a great test it is for the body to run such a long distance without stopping.
It's not that those soldiers are not tough enough, it's that they have reached the limit of their bodies. If they continue to run, they may really run to death.
But this fat man, who was labeled cunning by everyone, not only persisted, but he was still running, ahead of the dozen or so people left behind him.
So far, there are only less than ten people who can continue to persevere.
These few people may not have the best physical fitness among the thousands of officers and soldiers, but their tenacity is definitely top-notch.
Liu Lang's endurance far exceeded everyone's imagination. After experiencing the limits of his body, although it was not as mysterious as in martial arts novels, where he could recover instantly with full blood and mana, Liu Lang did not feel as painful and heavy as before.
The legs actually moved two points more flexibly.
I ran two more laps in silence.
Most of the last dozen or so soldiers could no longer move. Chi Dakui and others who had been prepared quickly helped them to the side and replenished them with light salt water.
These are the future treasures of the Independent Regiment, and Lieutenant Colonel Chi is naturally very fond of them.
There are still two people who can continue running behind Liu Lang.
One is a big man who has completely stripped off his upper body, exposing his muscles and tendons. His bronze muscles shine with a healthy luster in the early summer sun. Just looking at this body, you can tell that he is a good man.
However, this hero is now like a fish that has been exposed to the sun. His dull eyes and lips that are white and peeling due to extreme dryness tell everyone that he is at the end of his life.
Seeing him swaying and about to fall to the ground, everyone knew that maybe the next moment would be his end.
Not far behind the big man, there was a thin and small figure who was also trudging hard.
He was not wearing a military uniform, and the coarse cloth that was obviously too wide and wrapped around his arms and legs looked ridiculously ill-fitting on his figure.
However, no one laughed.
There are only three people left in the crowd of nearly 5,000 people who are still running. This one, at first glance, does not belong to the soldiers, and is one of them.
But he is already qualified to win everyone's respect.
Everyone stopped making noise, widened their eyes, and stared at the three figures who were moving slowly but still. They still didn't give up.
At this moment, only silence can express everyone's respect.
"Soldier, tell me, why are you still running?" Liu Lang, who was in the front, suddenly jogged back and jogged beside the big man. He tried his best and asked in a low voice with difficulty.
"Huh...huh...I want money." The big man turned his head and looked at the eccentric officer beside him who liked running, and replied with the same difficulty while breathing heavily.
"Mom is sick." The big man then added with difficulty.
Then he ignored Liu Lang, moved forward with his mouth wide open and breathed desperately. If he said one more word, the big man felt as if his heart was about to pop out.
Ji Yanxue, who had been secretly hiding at the foot of the wall watching Liu Lang and the soldiers running, felt that her eyes were wet, as if rain suddenly fell from the sky. She suddenly understood that Liu Lang had tricked her into going home that day, and then left her father's home.
There was an extortion of 20,000 yuan into the ocean.
You know, she has been very angry all day and night, because she has not spoken to her father at all about the 20,000 yuan in the ocean. Are they planning to buy it and sell it?
Now it seems that Liu Lang is missing, and his father is too stingy. Is his precious girl worth only 20,000? At least, he would have to give Liu Lang 100,000. His soldiers all have to support their parents.
Okay! When a creature like a woman is possessed by a man, she usually loses her mind. I don’t know if the father of a certain eldest lady knows that his daughter has such thoughts. Should he cry? Or should he cry?
Crying?
Probably, most father-in-laws cried when they saw their silly girl being taken away by another brat! It’s hard not to cry because their smart daughter suddenly turned stupid!
Chen Yunfa really felt that he was about to die. The severe pain in his chest seemed to be wailing at him: Stop it, stop it, if you don't stop, I will explode, just like the grenade you threw.
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However, when we stopped, there was no such thing as the five yuan in the ocean. A letter from a fellow villager who came to Shanghai for business a while ago made Chen Yunfa, a grown man, cry several times in a deserted place. My mother's illness became more and more serious, and she became violent.
Coughing makes the elderly unable to sleep at night, and it is very likely that they will not survive this winter.
Chen Yunfa wanted to send money to his mother to buy medicine, but the entire 19th Route Army, from regiments to soldiers, had not been paid for three months. Chen Dafa, who sent money home whenever he had money, didn't have a penny left.
A dignified grown man didn't even have money to buy medicine for his mother. Chen Yunfa felt that he might as well die.
Throughout the war, Chen Yunfa was always at the forefront. He only had one wish, either to perform meritorious service or to die. In both cases, his superiors could give him money, and his fellow villagers could help him take it back to buy medicine for his mother.
His wish came true, he had made a meritorious service, but the reward for his meritorious service was less than ten yuan, which was not enough to last his mother through the whole winter. Chen Yunfa also understood the officers, as many as 2,000 brothers died, and the army
The department's money must be given priority to them in distributing pensions, and those brothers who have broken arms and legs and have lost the ability to work must also be able to continue to live in the future.
Now, he finally has such an opportunity. As long as he reaches the first thousand, he can get a total of seven oceans. No matter what, he will not give up. Moreover, the fat officer promised that as long as he gets rid of his independence
His monthly salary has increased by three yuan. Judging from his "rich" appearance, he must be a rich man.
Of course, the most important thing is that the fat officer seems to be different from the officers he has met.
"I promise you, as long as you keep running one more lap, I will give you a hundred yuan." Liu Lang shouted into the ear of Chen Yunfa, who was almost unconscious and looking at him about to collapse.
"One hundred yuan." Chen Yunfa muttered, as if he had been given a shot of stimulant.
Exhaling a breath that smelled of blood, Chen Yunfa buried his head and launched a charge across the hundred-dollar ocean at a speed slower than ordinary people walking.
Yes, charge.
For one hundred yuan and for his mother, Chen Yunfa worked hard.
The surroundings were so quiet that only Chen Dafa's heavy footsteps could be heard, beating on everyone like a charging war drum.