The students in the first row ran over with reluctance, and then picked up...
The neatly arranged super-large pulse rifles, no, this should be an individual pulse cannon.
The first person to receive this individual pulse cannon was a little man. When he saw two soldiers carrying it over, the expression on the little man's face was simply wonderful.
Two soldiers are needed to carry 50 kilograms!?
You're kidding me!
"Secure connection!"
oh.
With a "bang" sound, the super-large pulse rifle was thrown into his arms. Good guy... the weight is obviously the same as yesterday.
"Get on your back and run!"
When the major saw that the first student had set an example, he immediately shouted.
The little man was pulled away before he could ask.
"There's an off-road jetbike ahead, just follow it."
When the super-large pulse rifle was slung on his back, and when he saw a man carrying a gun that was more than a head taller than him, Pajie, the big man standing behind Mu Fan, started to giggle.
He was afraid that the gun would crush the little man at some point.
The third person, the fourth person...
Finally, when we reached the tenth person, a classmate came out who dared to ask questions.
"Sir, does this gun weigh 50 kilograms? It definitely exceeds the weight."
Major Lin Hao turned to look at him and smiled slightly: "Congratulations on your correct answer. Of course the weight is exceeded. Because there are not enough rifles in the warehouse, I have replaced you with a batch of larger pulse cannons. To reward you, you
Add 2 kilometers to your running mileage!!”
Everyone behind him heard the major's words and cast admiring glances at the confused tenth man.
A true warrior dares to sacrifice himself to help others.
"Come on guys."
"Young man, I'm optimistic about you."
"You are the best."
"Stop making a grimace and smile."
"Did you see that arrogant butt in front of you? Catch up with him and give him a good beating like a man. Are you just going to tolerate him in front of you!?"
The person in charge of issuing guns to the students was a lieutenant. At this moment, he was smiling and encouraging the students who took over the pulse cannon.
More than a dozen elite students took over this huge individual pulse cannon one after another.
When Mu Fan carried the hand-held cannon on his shoulder.
As he took the first step, the cannon body fixed by the shoulder strap hit his back.
Run step by step.
Only then did Mu Fan realize the sinister intentions of this training.
Because you increase the speed, the frequency and intensity of the cannon barrel hitting the back becomes greater and greater.
"Young men, run! For your food, for your future, for the Federation, move forward!"
I am your uncle!
Zhang Shaotang carried the pulse cannon behind his back, and then he cleverly folded the shoulder strap and fixed it tightly so that it would not move any more.
No matter what, he won't come second this time. Competing with a foodie is really embarrassing.
Fortunately there's no one else here.
When Mu Fan heard this, he suddenly raised his head with excitement on his face.
Damn it, what is he going to do!
Mu Fan took off the oversized personal pulse cannon from his back and held it in his arms. He turned around and shouted: "Sir, don't forget my boost! I'll charge first!"
I rushed first...
Rushed first...
Rush!
20 kilometers, why don’t you rush now!
But soon the students behind him saw the core student really stretching his legs and started running wildly.
Do you start sprinting from the first meter of 20,000 meters?
Many people's mouths open like hippopotamuses.
The major smiled and said to instructor Wu Yue next to him: "Instructor Wu, I really appreciate this core student of your school now. He is very suitable for our army."
Wu Yue wanted to argue and said, "Look at Zhang Shaotang," but he didn't say anything.
This barbarian-like student has almost unlimited physical strength. This kind of training is completely cheating, yes, it is cheating!
Now Wu Yue is holding his breath and waiting for other training items to appear.
Just after taking over the heavy individual pulse cannon, which weighed about 80KG, Bai Mao saw Mu Fan running like a mad dog with only his back.
"Alas, there are not many people I can admire, and you count among the two."
Yin Shuai, who started jogging, saw Zhang Shaotang jogging with his head down next to him.
"Hey, brother, you are here too. You are running at such a great pace."
"roll."
"It's really not friendly at all."
After successfully flirting, Yin Shuai continued to trot coquettishly.
Gao Baiyun, Shi Sen and others in the rear looked at Zhang Shaotang with sympathetic eyes.
At the same time, he looked at Yin Shuai with vigilance.
Never deal with this bitch.
How come they didn't know there was such a great bitch in other examination areas before?
When he saw that everyone had finished running, the major smiled and invited Wu Yue to wait at the entrance of the cafeteria.
The cross-country route is designed as a circular route in the jungle. They follow the cross-country motorcycle and the final result is to run back to the base.
Fifteen minutes passed...
The major's intercom rang.
"Sir, the Peak Company has requested an emergency dispatch of off-road motorcycles."
The major's fingers stopped tapping in an orderly manner on the dining table.
"What's going on? Isn't there someone leading the way? I remember it was Ensign Hamilton driving the car, right?"
"Sir, the off-road motorcycle driven by Second Lieutenant Hamilton was overtaken by a student holding a pulse cannon..."
Overtaking?!?
Before Lin Hao could react, a report from the communications unit came over the intercom: "Second Lieutenant Hamilton was so angry that he increased his speed and overtook us, and then one car and one person lost touch with the main force."
Are they all pigs?!
The major was so angry that he almost smashed the communicator in his hand, "Send ten more, whoever can outrun the off-road motorcycle will have twice as much food!"
Twenty minutes later... Suddenly an orderly rushed in from outside and saluted.
"Report to Major, the man is back."
"Who's back?"
"A student is back! But..."
"Stop hesitating, you're going to fart."
"Our dirt bikes haven't come back yet."
"Who is this brave enough to come back privately?" The angry major walked out of the cafeteria. He was ready to severely punish such opportunistic people. Such people are the most hated in the army.
But when the major walked out, he saw a row of soldiers forming a circle in front and pointing.
"Everyone spread out!"
One look at the colonel and all the soldiers got out of the way.
Then Lin Hao looked at Mu Fan, who was sitting on the personal pulse cannon and panting like a dog.
"Sir!"
Mu Fan, who was panting with his tongue hanging out, jumped up immediately when he saw the major: "Sir, can we start dinner now!?"
Let’s eat! Let’s eat! I really want to shoot!
"How did you come back? Where is the off-road motorcycle that led the team?"
"Sir, he tried to pass me sideways and hit a tree when he was approaching the finish line! Then he pointed out the route to me and asked me to come back first."
Mu Fan raised his head and spoke loudly.
Hearing this, the major felt a headache and weakly waved his hand, motioning for him to go to the cafeteria.
After Mu Fan's back disappeared, Lin Hao ordered with a stern face: "When Second Lieutenant Hamilton comes back, give me half a day of confinement!"
"orderly!"
"exist!"
"Prepare the pulse rifle. Next, I will drill these guys hard on their anti-exposure physical training!"
"Yes, sir!"
The orderly's mouth twitched as he watched the major leave, fearing that he might not be able to hold back his laughter.