July 3rd year of the end of the world.

After Ma Xingkong came back, the soldiers of the 25th Team were suffering and happy in the second level of ice and fire, which had been ravaged and improved.

Although Second Lieutenant Shi Lei is Ma Xingkong's adjutant, he cannot escape the fate of this "basic running" training.[]

"I... fuck... huh... I'm almost... dead!"

Zhang Long gasped heavily on the one-kilometer amplification playground, while taking a step forward like a snail. He let go of his steps, as if he had put down a thousand-pound burden.

"Fuck me together... I'm almost out of reach."

Fatty Shi took a step with great difficulty, stopped, gasped for a few breaths, and then took the second step with a red face and a thick neck.

More than ten meters behind them, Zhao Hu, Tian Pohuang and Zhang Ziqiang, three 20 people, were moving forward with great difficulty.

"I... fuck!" Zhao Hu took a ferocious step, and two words popped out of his mouth.

"Damn... I still have the strength... I talk, huh... labor and capital... I can't stand it anymore!" Tian Pohuang's originally handsome face was also a little distorted at this time. He took a step, took a breath with all his strength, and then continued to "run" forward after recovering a little physical strength.

"I hate Ji... Jiu." Zhang Ziqiang rolled his eyes, panted, and continued to make soy sauce.

There is a third echelon more than 100 meters away from the three people. There are many people in this part, but it seems even more miserable than the ones in front of them. Most people are so tired that they can't even speak.

The 104 soldiers in the third echelon moved forward with heavy steps and extremely difficult. The aggrieved expressions on their faces and the military uniforms that were still dripping down after being soaked in sweat, really made people feel that the person who saw them was sad and crying.

After summer, the special kilometer runway of the military region was extremely dry, and the air seemed to be distorted by the high temperature in summer.

But at this time, the dry runway was soaked in the sweat dripping from the twenty-five teams of soldiers, and the entire playground was filled with a moist and salty smell.

Unfortunately, the culprit who caused all this was suffocating snacks in his mouth while chatting leisurely with others without any guilt.

Standing under the tree, although Ma Xingkong did not go to see his men who were sweating profusely, he knew their training situation clearly, so he nodded with satisfaction.

With data templates and the internal force radar that expands its scope and is more sensitive after advancement, Ma Xingkong naturally knew that none of them was lazy.

Seeing Ma Xingkong nodding, Zhao Linger handed him a box without saying a word and nodded, "Since you already know, I won't say much. Also, there will be a new fantasy in a month. No matter whether you go or not, remember to give him a message. Goodbye..."

Looking at the white clothes, Zhao Ling'er, who could still leave like a frost fairy who was not as good as a frost, even in such a scorching heat, was a little stunned.

"What do I know?"

Pull off a piece of hair from your head and blow it away in one mouthful. Ma Xingkong was unwilling to think about this problem again.

"I just ate a spirit-gathering pill, and now the funds are short of money, so I can't waste it..."

He put the box next to him, sat cross-legged, and began his practice in a standard five-hearted posture.

Under the control of powerful consciousness, internal force began to flow rapidly.

One week...

Two cycles...

When Ma Xingkong opened his eyes, the sky had dimmed, and it was a period when the sun was about to set and the moon was about to rise.

After scanning with the internal force radar and correcting it in the data template, Ma Xingkong was surprised to find that everyone had completed the prescribed task.

No matter how surprised you are, Ma Xingkong's usual style of conduct will not change.

He understood that if he was not supervising, these soldiers who had just developed the good habit of self-discipline and self-abuse would probably fall into despair again. After all, a habit that had just been developed is the easiest to be destroyed.

Being ruthless to others is not a skill. Only by being ruthless to yourself can you truly achieve a career.

Shaking his head, clearing out these messy thoughts, Ma Xing's air sinks into his dantian, and said aloud: "Today's basic running task is over, let's break up."

From this perspective, a certain lord is quite humane, at least it did not make these slutty men come to the end to gather together.

Of course, the guys who were trained in Team 25 naturally would not think so.

"The things the boss takes out are getting more and more abnormal now, and I can't stand it!" Tian Pohuang lay on the ground, gasping and muttering.

"The boss has always been perverted, but you only realized it today? I just don't know if the boss's younger brother wakes up, will the boss ask him to train too." Zhang Ziqiang continued his soy sauce career. The younger brother he mentioned Ma Xingkong was naturally Xiao Hongru, who had not yet awakened.

"Produced by Xiao Kongzi, it must be a fine product. It is just a bit unscientific and unreasonable." Fatty Shi held his round face with one hand and pretended to be profound.

"Hey! Take away your stinky feet! I'll crush you to death!" Zhao Hu glared at Fatty Shi.

"Oh...You guys? Do you think you are a loophole?... Why are you glaring?! You are not convinced? Why would you do it?"

"Come on!"

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Ten minutes later, Zhao Hu, who was beaten into a pig's head, and Fatty Shi, who had a pair of panda eyes, limped to the infirmary...

Base No. 2, officer dormitory.

"Is this the major?" Ma Xingkong looked at the two bars and two stars on the military uniform in the box, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Although this is the end of the world, the difficulty of improving the military rank is much smaller than before, but the speed of level one in nine months is too fast, right?"

Frictioning against the short stubble beard on his chin, Ma Xingkong thought for a while, and had some guesses in his mind.

The key is also the "mutated rice x" and "nutrient preparation methods" he donated to the base city.

"Military and political integration..."

Thinking of the performance of the black dragon in the gathering site on the 35th, Ma Xingkong understood everything.

After the end of the world, the power of China was divided into dozens of base cities. Although it was still under the pre-government of China and the government, the actual power was the controllers of base cities with military power and strength. Under their control, the political forces in the base cities gradually unified into their own power, and the Supreme Council was actually just a change of title.

Therefore, Ma Xingkong donated the "mutated rice x" and "nutrient preparation method" to the Supreme Council of Base No. 2, which is basically equivalent to donating it to the military headquarters.

With such contributions, the military region directly remembered him a great achievement and promoted him to major.

He took off his military uniform, took out a piece of paper from the box, and slowly swept over it.

"It's roughly the same as I thought, but it's a little missed."

A trace of splendor flashed in Ma Xingkong's eyes - this donation made the military department directly add a great contribution to him. Although he was not qualified enough, because he was strong enough, it was natural to promote it in an extraordinary way.

Although the entire letter of appointment is full of official style and elegant style, the rhetoric is concise and gorgeous, most of them avoid the important and rarely focus on key issues.

But who is Ma Xingkong? Before the Doomsday, he spent many years in various forums and fought verbal battles. With the experience after the Doomsday comes, how can he not see the essence of the document being hidden?!

To put it simply, we will use you as long as your fists are strong and your military achievements are enough! And it is a heavy use!

With a chuckle, Ma Xingkong stuffed the appointment letter back into the box and walked straight back to the quiet room.

"As long as you still have to speak with strength? But that's fine."

Ma Xingkong sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes slightly closed.

"A month later, it opens with fantasy?"

Even if he looked calm, he could not hide the joy in Ma Xingkong's heart. A strong sense of fighting gradually rose all over his body.

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ps1: The sixth update is here, please accept it with your brothers and sisters.

ps2: Considering the recommendation position and listing of "Doomsday Immortal Wishes", the average daily update volume in the future is tentatively set to two chapters, but it will explode from time to time. Each explosion will definitely make everyone feel good. Please believe me! Please understand.

ps3: I know I am not suitable to write macro scenes, but I still wrote such a chapter with a broken hand. Is it the same idea as Ma Xingkong? Only by being cruel to myself can I succeed?

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