If we were talking about surprise, then Jiang Bao must be the first one among everyone.
The time goes back to 30 seconds ago.
Hearing the sudden sound of cheering a hundred meters away, for no reason, Jiang Bao felt like a stream of heat flowing from Tianling Gai to the soles of his feet, as if his whole body had a little more strength.
To be honest, although it was better than the fat man behind him whose voice was as loud as a cow's grunt, his leg muscles had become stiff and his chest was as hot as a bonfire. A corporal who had been in the army for more than 6 years knew that this
It is also a signal that physical fitness has reached a critical value.
This is because he has never run at such a speed. Just looking at the result of the first 4,000 meters, it is already nearly one minute better than his previous best result. Although he also knows that according to his physical condition,
, it will be difficult for him to continue to maintain this speed.
However, amidst the roaring shouts of hundreds of people, Jiang Bao's face showed determination. Even if he was exhausted, he had to run, not for himself, but also for the sake of the new comrades over there who chose to stand with him.
Just when he was silently cheering himself up, Tang Lang's voice suddenly came: "Jiang Bao, can you still do it?"
Although he was slightly stunned and didn't understand Tang Lang's question, Jiang Bao still nodded sincerely. He didn't dare to speak like Tang Lang. Every time he said another word, he didn't know how much energy he had to expend not to say it, and he breathed into his mouth.
The wind inside can ignite the lungs that are almost on the verge of burning.
"Promise me, if the fat man can't run anymore, even if I drag or carry him, I will get him to the finish line!" Tang Lang's voice continued. "Because, he is our comrade, no matter whether we are in the Southwest Military Region or your Northeast Military Region
I believe that the military region has no habit of abandoning its comrades."
Nonsense, what on earth do you want to express? If you have the strength to speak great truths, then you should go after Professor Zhen. In that case, I might admire you more. Jiang Bao's heart was filled with fire. If not
At this moment, he really needs to save enough strength to cope with the last 1,000 meters, and he will definitely jump up and curse his mother.
"Then, Fatty, I'll leave it to you." Tang Lang, who was running ahead with his back to Jiang Bao, was still talking to himself. "Leave the rest to me!"
When the last words rang in Jiang Bao's ears, Tang Lang's figure was already five or six meters in front of him.
Jiang Bao's mouth opened uncontrollably, and although he quickly closed it again, the burning in his chest was still there, but at that moment he seemed to have forgotten that terrible burning.
What did he see?
He saw a scene that shocked everyone.
Tang Lang, who was clearly strong enough to surpass most people, but still clearly defeated, suddenly ran with all his strength, like a cheetah sprinting out from a herd of wild buffaloes.
Yes, that's right, Tang Lang was sprinting, sprinting at a high speed of close to five or six meters per second, and it was getting faster and faster. It was so fast that it caught people off guard and made them extremely heart-stopping.
He was fully armed! The load on his whole body exceeded 20. He was actually able to accelerate after crushing most of the so-called excellent results, and he still accelerated in a way similar to sprinting.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Lang broke away from the trio and led more than fifty meters forward. Like a lonely and determined leader, he moved forward at full speed without hesitation.
Obviously, Tang Lang wanted to fulfill his previous question. He wanted to catch up with the senior professor and surpass him. If not, he could only wait for failure.
However, this is a distance of 1,000 meters! If you choose to sprint over such a long distance, what kind of steel body or nerves are needed? And even so, what can you do? There is a gap of nearly 400 meters.
, senior professors are by no means papery.
But no matter what, Tang Lang did this and made the most impossible choice in an impossible situation.
Soldiers undoubtedly admire the strong. Nearly ten seconds after Tang Lang rushed out without hesitation, the stunned students realized that after the silence, the shouts on the training ground were almost earth-shattering.
This caused people passing by hundreds of meters away to stop and stare. What happened on the training ground? When they learned that the famous Professor Zhen Xiongxiong of the Mecha Maintenance Department was giving the first lesson to the freshmen, many people
After all, they couldn't restrain their curiosity and gathered around them one after another.
Then, they saw this scene. Four fully armed soldiers were running sweating profusely on the training ground. Many people were familiar with the burly figure of the senior professor, and they did not know that he was following three other guys who were naturally new students.
Whether it was more than one lap or two laps, one of the new students was sprinting at a speed of nearly 100 meters.
"Holy shit! That kid is really a rookie! At this speed, you will be exhausted before running 200 meters. Do you think this is a simple 200-meter run?" A student who looked at the logo on the chest of the student uniform must be a third grader.
The old bird just took one look and couldn't help laughing.
"That's right! A rookie is not scary, but a group of rookies is scary! Why is this so damn girl still cheering? Hey, the quality of the freshmen is getting worse every year!" The other one should be from the same grade as him.
The students also sighed in agreement.
Although there was a suspicion of overturning a boat with a stick, and there were also dissatisfied looks from a few second-year students, the old students had the unique height of old students and immediately responded with arrogant eyes. That means, you can do it, then you
How many firsts can you show to the seniors?
But obviously, due to the fact that the third and fourth graders have long dominated the major rankings in the college, the second graders are now only slightly better than the first grade freshmen.
As time went by, the deafening cheers gradually stopped, and finally fell into silence.
Because at this time, Tang Lang had already sprinted over 400 meters. Although the distance between him and the senior professor who was not sparing any effort was nearly 150 meters, he was so powerful that it made people's hair stand on end.
"Good boy!" Zhen Xiaoxiong secretly broke into a cold sweat when he heard the cheers for Tang Lang finally subsided, and almost capsized in the gutter.
More than a minute ago, when the shouts were loud and loud, the senior professor couldn't help but look up and saw Tang Lang, who was almost chased by his tail, running wildly, like a cheetah that found its prey.
He only ran nearly 100 meters in more than ten seconds. He was so forced that he could only disrupt his rhythm. When he was still more than 600 meters away from the finish line, he started sprinting with all his strength. The distance of nearly 300 meters exceeded his body's load.
Running down at such a speed, even a high-level third-level mecha master with a strong body was a little overwhelmed.
However, that kid is finally dying! No one can sprint such a long distance. Zhen Xiongxiong, who has made his own judgment based on the students' shouts, slowed down to calm down the unbearable pain in his chest.
scorching hot.
But in the end, he couldn't help but look back. The kid who had disappeared in front of him and chased behind him wouldn't have done anything wrong by running away like a fool! If that was the case, it was not his original intention.
Then, the senior professor's eyes couldn't help but widen.
That guy is still running and chasing, but his speed has not slowed down.
Damn it, are you crazy? Zhen Xiaoxiong couldn't help but curse at that moment. If he calculated correctly, that guy should have sprinted more than 400 meters.
"You are such a stern person, Lao Yan, is your student crazy?" After staring blankly for a long time, the gray-haired old man turned his attention to Yan Chilie, who had just enough time to pick up a teacup and drink tea.
He asked in a rude tone that was extremely inconsistent with his elegant Chinese robe.
"First of all, let me correct your mistake. He is not only my student, but also your Zhang Henshui's student." Yan Chilie took a sip of tea with a smile. "Also, you Zhang Henshui, Academician Zhang Da, is a famous professor in the college.
, if you let students know that you are so rude, will it ruin your reputation as Zhang Henshui?"
"I'm sorry, do you believe it or not? My ancestors are from Sichuan Province. What's the big deal if I say a few words of ancestral language? This is called promoting traditional culture." The old man in robes spoke plausibly, with a hint of worry on his face.
Pointing to Tang Lang, who was still sprinting in the three-dimensional projection: "On the contrary, that boy named Tang Lang, sprinting like this is harmful to the body. What's more, he is also the winner of the "Victory Medal". If something happens to you and me in the academy,
But everyone is responsible."
"Hey, old man Zhang, you are good at everything, that's right! You cherish feathers too much." Yan Chilie smiled softly, but his eyes were full of determination, and his tone was gentle but full of heroism: "Do you think that everyone can do this?
Can you get a medal of victory? Or, the students I choose will be so useless? If my students, Yan Chilie, either don’t compete or compete, the whole world will be shocked.”
He gently put down the tea cup: "Don't worry, he is stronger than you, no, even stronger than I imagined!"
The old man in the robe stopped talking and focused his eyes on Tang Lang again on the training ground. Although the worry in his eyes still existed, it was more of curiosity. He might not believe that Tang Lang could do it, but he had to believe in Yan Chilie.
As the only "artifact" in charge of Qingyu Military Academy, Yan Chilie is not a man of science and technology, but his combat prowess is unparalleled. Naturally, the way he looks at people is unspoken.
Tang Lang on the training ground was still running like the wind.
Take big steps and rush forward.
Although his heavy breathing could be heard by people almost a hundred meters away.
He must be very tired, everyone can feel it.
Indeed, Tang Lang has not felt so tired for a long time since he chased the border gangsters' lair alone in the vast Gobi desert a few years ago. His body has reached the second limit of the human body, and his body is becoming stiff, as if his legs are
It's no longer yours.
However, the army of the Republic is the strongest there, not to mention that this is the land of Sun Tzu. No, to be precise, it is the territory of countless generations of Sun Tzu.
I'm afraid no one knows that this poor "old grandfather" who fell here thousands of years ago is doing his best to maintain his own dignity, or in other words, the dignity of his former army.
For the sake of dignity, the soldiers of that army did not hesitate to risk their own lives. That is the eternal military soul cast from steel.
"Stop! Give up!"
"There is no shame in losing to the professor!"
"Stop sprinting, you will die if you do this." Tears welled up in the eyes of a female student who had never experienced this scene and had an extremely emotional personality.
At this time, the senior students who gathered around finally realized that things were not as simple as they thought. Because the "rookie" on the field who should have collapsed from exhaustion long ago was still running wildly.
The 200 meters they imagined had already been exceeded.
"Brother, how long has that guy been running like this?" The third-year student who had spoken sarcastically before finally couldn't help but approached a new student from the mechanical maintenance department and asked in a low voice.
When the new student looked back, there was a trace of moisture in his eyes that even he couldn't explain, but more importantly, he was proud: "He has already sprinted 400 meters like this."
"Holy shit! This brother is so ruthless!" The third-year student was shocked.
Fully equipped to sprint 400 meters, what kind of physical fitness does this girl have? Will she be competing for the Rookie of the Year title this year?
"They are competing in a fully armed five-kilometer cross-country competition." The new student pointed to the field with a trace of sadness and full of pride. "Now, he is chasing Professor Zhen Xiongxiong, and there is still more than 200 meters left, but the professor only has 300 meters left.
Domi has reached the finish line.”
"It's awesome. It's only 200 meters behind Professor Zhen. It's so awesome." Several third-year students collectively gave a thumbs up.
"Wait a minute, you mean they have already gone through more than half of the fully armed cross-country journey and are now almost finished?" After a while, the veterans finally came to their senses, with a bit of disbelief on their faces.
"You'll know just by looking at the big screen." The new student pointed proudly at the virtual big screen on the edge of the field.
The time on the big screen is clearly visible as the bright red number that has just crossed 13 minutes and 40 seconds.