Chapter 433 Ye Hai's persistence

Xiaojun and others also stood up and walked to Ye Hai's side and looked at him with worry and concern, but they didn't say anything. Although Ye Hai didn't talk much, he seemed to have no temper, but such a person had a hint of paranoid emotionally.

"Let's go~! I'll chase you! Let's go!" Ye Hai's eyes widened, with a little blood in it, yelling loudly at Xiaojun and others, and his words also contained his persistence and pride.

Xiaojun glanced at Ye Hai, walked up to him, raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, without helping or pulling it, but just said: "I'm waiting for you to have dinner together in the camp!" Without any hesitation, he turned around and chased the other teams that had already run away in front.

"Let's go!" Accompanied by Xiaojun's big strode and loud shouts, Dashan and others just glanced at Ye Hai, shouted in unison and ran down after Xiaojun's footsteps.

"Ye Hai, we are waiting for you at the finish line!"

"Hahaha, I will catch up with you without reaching the finish line. Don't think that there will be a topic in the future. I will drag you down the best result you just won!" Ye Hai bit his lip with his teeth, looked at Xiaojun and others running away from afar and laughed.

"Bang bang bang!" Ye Hai used his fist to hammer the ground violently, and blood was suddenly filled with on his hands. With the pain on his body, the dizziness disappeared for a while.

His legs were thrust on the ground, and his body stood up. He looked at the eyes of many troops around him, fortunately gloating, indifferent, and unknown. There were so many cameras, and the cameras were looking at him. During this period, China's strong performance made reporters from many countries pay more and more attention to this team representing China. At this time, when he saw that there was a problem with the Chinese soldiers, he pressed the shutter one after another. Today's report and articles were titled "The Chinese Iron Blood Legion was finally in trouble, and one person was eliminated!" But if he could survive this physical weakness and successfully complete today's training until the disease left his body, he could use "The Chinese soldiers successfully fought against the disease and survived the biggest crisis since the start of the game!"

These two came from the eyes of the participating teams. These media reporters from various countries stopped motorcycles. Whether they were watching the fun or caring about whether they could overcome this difficulty, they made Ye Hai feel extremely uncomfortable in his heart. They should not let these people watch their own jokes, nor could other countries watch Chinese jokes. I am Ye Hai, No. 1 of the Bingwang Base, and an instructor of the Military Security Bureau.

"Ah!" Ye Hai swung his fists, which were already tickling with blood, and took big steps, his eyes widened, and his teeth were clenched to chase Xiaojun and others who had already run away in front of him.

Although his body was a little choked and his steps were a little erratic, Ye Hai did not slow down his running speed. He chased the soldiers who also participated in the competition one by one, and rushed towards the forefront of all teams that should belong to him.

After a while, several big slaps on the face hard, keeping their mental state in a state of the same situation at all times.

Hong Ci's motorcycle has been following Ye Hai, and at the same time, several reporters who followed the Chinese troops also drove the motorcycle. Following Ye Hai, he looked at such a person who had just come down from the mountain road and had swollen blush. His face and mouth were covered with blood on his hands and blood flowing out of his mouth.

"I can, I am Ye Hai, I am Ye Hai of the Military Security Bureau. I can't hold the director back. I can't embarrass the Chinese soldiers. I can, I can!" The murmuring sounds popped up from Ye Hai's mouth from time to time. Occasionally, it was heard by soldiers from all over the country and reporters following him. They all made their spirits amidst the pride. It was not spoken with their mouths, but with actions. The self-esteem and pride of a unit and a country is reflected by every individual who constituted these. As the saying goes, a mouse shit ruins a pot of soup, and a gold-inlaid jade cannot make the whole room shine brightly. It is easy to do it, but only one person can. If you want everyone to think you can, you can, then it must be admirable for everyone.

The spirit can be cheered up, but the weakness from the body is not just a few slaps, a few slogans, or a few persistence to resist it. Ye Hai felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and his body became heavier and heavier. He seemed to have a huge rock falling on his running feet. He knew that his body was no longer allowed to undergo such high-intensity training.

What's wrong with him? Are you going to give up? Why did he stop and stop moving?

Like all the reporters who were following Ye Hai, Hong Ci suddenly stopped and squatted down when he saw Ye Hai who had just sprinted violently.

"Ah!" The next scene made Hong Ci and other reporters exclaim. Several female reporters covered their mouths, unable to believe that what was in front of them was true. That was simply too cruel.

If Alimu on the first day brought tragic military honor to everyone, then what Ye Hai brought to the world today is the persistence of a soldier, desperately insisting, only for the country, the troops, and the individual, and let his dignity and pride be seen by the people of the world.

Alimu's arm stabbing suddenly, and the pain was suspended in an instant. Ye Hai's actions were more heartbreaking than him.

The dagger pulled out from the leg of the pants was held in his right hand, holding it, swaying his arms and continuing to sprint to chase the team ahead. Whenever the body cannot give him the energy he needs due to illness, the knife in his hand cuts a hole on his left arm. Blood is the most effective medicine to stimulate the nerves and stimulate the body. The pain is the key to release Ye Hai from the energy suppressed by the disease in his body again.

One, two, three

From the initial shallowness to the middle, to the final slash, blood will drip along the tip of the knife.

Hong Ci's hand holding the camera was trembling, his eyes were completely filled with tears, but he still straightened his body. The camera pressed it clicked. She wanted to record this scene to bring back the pride of the Chinese soldiers back to the country and bring it to the people, so that they could know that the Chinese military spirit was not lost, and the ten years of civil strife did not shake the foundation of the Chinese army. The soldiers were still the soldiers who liberated and built the new China.

Ye Hai's madness stimulated all the soldiers from all over the country who were still participating in the competition. They saw what madness is. Today they completely saw it. The man's body was shaking, his arms were swaying without any rules as usual. His eyelids were drooping, his head was lowered, and blood was still flowing, but the choking footsteps were still so firm and powerful, and he took every step so steadily.

The speed did not weaken at all. He chased after the people he had stopped and was chased by him again. Ye Hai became the most beautiful scenery in the morning. Everyone applauded for this man until he followed the daily second echelon of Wild Boy, the Ninth Defense Team, Yaqi and Black Hawks to the camp.

Men don’t cry easily because they have not reached the sad place.

Dashan and others who were bleeding and sweating on the battlefield saw the blood dripping on Ye Hai's left arm, and saw Ye Hai's swollen cheeks and slightly ferocious face on Ye Hai's face, with a firm look, and the eyes of several people were a little wet.

Xiaojun hugged Ye Hai who was rushing into the camp, and with both hands, he tore the heavy-bearing clothes, leggings and other objects tied to Ye Hai's body.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

Ye Hai looked at Xiao Jun with his eyes lifted, and his mouth twitched and showed a smile: "Director, who am I? I am Ye Hai, can you fall down casually?"

"Where is the doctor? Where is the damn doctor?" Dashan and others did not expect Ye Hai to use this method to ensure that his performance would not drag down the entire team. Seeing that the blood on Ye Hai's arm had penetrated his entire sleeve, they shouted loudly at the medical team barracks prepared in the camp.

The bearded man also felt the incompetence of the medical team in the barracks. It was not once. He was unwilling to get up in the morning, and was afraid of heat during the day and was unwilling to come out to the anti-exposure physical training grounds to treat those soldiers who were on-site for heatstroke and fainting. They all needed others to carry them to their so-called "medical room" for treatment. At this time, this situation happened again. The situation of injuries in the morning training occurred from time to time. As a doctor, like those reporters, he should accompany the entire training troops on motorcycles and respond to the possible injuries at any time. However, after these Chinese soldiers shouted loudly, the medical team with the barracks closed at the door of the barracks only heard a few impatient sounds from it.

"What is the name of the early morning? If you can't run, you will be eliminated by yourself. If you are tired of running, you will take a break. What do you want to do with us? Are there any serious injuries that can't be handled by yourself?"

"Fuck you uncle!" Dashan and his men ran forward in their eyes, kicked open the door of the tent-style barracks that had been built, pulled out the daggers they carried into, and crawled into the barracks like carrying little chickens and pulled out the old men and doctors living in the independent barracks.

While pulling his hands and feet was not clean, he forced their throats with a knife and kicked them hard.

"You bastards, don't let our own doctors enter the camp. Where is your duty? My brother is injured. You are still sleeping. Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Big Bear's temper was the worst. His knife was about to cut the doctor's throat in his hand. His eyes were like a light bulb, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"You~~~What are you going to do? We~~" The doctor who was dragged by Dashan was in charge of this medical team and the chief surgeon. Looking at the group of fierce soldiers, he also made a complaining sound.

But before he finished speaking, Dashan slapped him hard on the face, slapped him straight in front of Xiaojun who was holding Ye Hai.

"What are you doing? Treat your injuries, hurry up!"

"Whatever you are doing, put down the weapons in your hands, otherwise we will punish you according to the relevant regulations of the camp. We will shoot when necessary!" The bearded man saw that the situation was going to develop in a broad direction, and the emotions of these Chinese soldiers were really unstable. He immediately rushed up with more than a dozen inspectors and guards, surrounded Dashan and others with guns, and signaled them to let go of the doctor in his hands.

"Get out! Those who delayed our injuries were cured. We don't mind killing here, and don't think you have a gun in your hands. You want you to lie down and give way to us. Nothing is necessary, do you believe?" Wang Zhi looked at the guard holding the gun beside him. Not only did he not let go of a young doctor in his hand, but he raised his legs and took a step forward, looking at the inspectors in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.

He leaned forward, pushed the ground with one foot, and looked at the guards surrounding them with murderous intent in his eyes.

Everyone knows that the Chinese soldiers at this time are definitely not exaggerating or joking. If these inspectors and guards really want to take action, then the top special forces members of the world will definitely kill them first one second, without any moisture.

"Let go, don't need them, I can't believe them!" Xiaojun suddenly said loudly. Only he could let Dashan and others, who were already passionate, obediently release the dagger they had already held in their hands at this time.

When Ye Hai's arm was about to go in to catch the doctor, Xiaojun had already torn apart with his military uniform and bandaged him. When the scene was deadlocked, Hong Ci had already returned to the delegation's base while Ye Hai was about to run into the camp, and called the Chinese doctor who was accompanying the team out and headed straight for the camp.

Xiaojun sniffed Dashan and others because he saw the Chinese doctor coming. Although they can all aid on the battlefield, this is not the battlefield, and there is no such a tense moment. The doctor's treatment can prevent the trauma from affecting Ye Hai's physical condition in the shortest time.

Seeing Xiaojun speaking and helping him, the bearded man also opened up and asked the doctors from China to come into the camp to bandage Ye Hai's wounds.

"I will accuse your Chinese troops of the competition organizing committee and the United Nations special commissioner. I will ask the competition to cancel your Chinese qualifications and punish your Chinese behavior through your Chinese Foreign Ministry!" The in charge saw that the scene had recovered, and his face was a little uneasy. After all, so many participants from countries around were watching and immediately announced their decision loudly, as if they could influence the competition.
Chapter completed!