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5 little boy, fat man

Zhou Zhihan gritted his teeth and got up, and ran forward with a 5 kilogram marching bag on his back. For the first time, he felt deeply that the five kilogram marching bag was like 150 kilograms pressing him.

It turns out that the stories in fairy tales are all lies, and not all golden fingers are cute.

And it's just a pit.

A big pit!

The gun was fired just now, and two instructors who were in charge of setting up watches for Zhou Zhihan had already set up watches. When Zhou Zhihan had just taken the first step and stopped to do Bobby jump, the stopwatches in the hands of the two instructors were also jumping continuously, because Ryunosuke Sakamoto had no idea what was going on behind him, so he was trying to run forward.

The 500-meter run was back and forth twice, which was exactly two kilometers.

When Zhou Zhihan finished his Bobi jump and got up and ran forward for dozens of meters, Ryunosuke Sakamoto was almost running to 500 meters. He stretched out his hand from afar and poked his body forward. His fingertips touched the bar at the end of 500 meters. He twisted his body, bent his right leg and kicked it back, and turned around and ran back.

Ryunosuke Sakamoto used all the knowledge and skills he learned about back-running. Even if he could improve his grade by 0.5 seconds, it would be good. This would save energy and would not require sudden brakes or turns.

It was not until he turned around and ran that Ryunosuke Sakamoto found that the salted fish was so much behind him. He was happy and did not think much about why the other party was too behind. As long as the instructor did not say stop after the gunshot, his current results would be valid.

Maybe the other party ran dozens of meters and was tripped and fell, or maybe the weight-bearing marching bag fell off because it was not carried. When the trainees had such accidents, the instructor would not stop.

Most of the students who come out of the military academy will go to the battlefield in the future.

On the battlefield, a mistake can ruin your life.

It is not a bad thing to make more mistakes in training, competitions, and actual combat during daily training, competitions, and simulations. This can accumulate some experience and then find ways to minimize mistakes.

Therefore, the instructor allows students to make mistakes in training, but does not allow students to fall repeatedly on the same mistake.

Seeing the salted fish running towards him with heavy steps, Ryunosuke Sakamoto's mentality was even more relaxed, and he couldn't help but slow down and adjust his breathing. He was sure to win.

Zhou Zhihan got up and ran for dozens of meters, and felt that his legs were filled with lead. He was struggling and almost fell down. His muscles were so painful that he felt that it was no longer his own. His tongue stuck to his jaw was like he was covered with 502 glue. His lungs seemed to be filled with fire and smoke. He needed more oxygen to not suffocate.

To the viewer, his steps were heavy, and every step was difficult, and he was staggering like an octogenarian, and could fall down at any time due to exhaustion.

Zhou Zhihan gritted his teeth and ran forward for dozens of meters. Sweat on his body spewed out like a fountain, and mist appeared in front of him, which was a sign of loss of weakness.

"Ding! The system detects that the host cannot complete the task alone, and the system automatically activates the slightly better combat skills of the King of Air Battles!"

A mechanical sound sounded in Zhou Zhihan's ears. His muscles seemed to be combed through the current, and the pain was slightly repaired. A little bit of anger was restored on both legs, and the heart beat frequency also decreased slightly, especially when he breathed, which was unobstructed in an instant. He felt his throat suddenly turned into a large blower.

That's great!

Zhou Zhihan's pace increased, the frequency began to increase, and the speed gradually increased.

Everyone looked at Zhou Zhihan and once again wondered whether this Chinese was not a salted fish, it was clearly a live fish that was potentially deep underwater.

Zhou Zhihan continued to run forward for dozens of meters, and the pain and numbness in his body gradually decreased, just like an invisible comb combing his muscles and meridians, transforming the pain and numbness into a continuous stream of energy.

Zhou Zhihan could clearly feel every drop of sweat flowing, which took away a drop of dirt from his body. The gap left behind was instantly filled with a drop of vitality and flowed to all parts of the body like a trickle, bringing the motivation to feel.

The mouth began to produce saliva, the tongue stuck to the upper palate returned to its original position, and the thick saliva gradually faded.

However, his consumption just now was too great and his body was still very tired. However, to the viewer, although his steps were still heavy, every step was very solid, and he swept away his staggering steps just now, giving people a shaking feeling of a shaking old age.

Everyone understands that after the frog had spent a lot of physical strength, Zhou Zhihan survived the most difficult period of physical health and smoothly transitioned to the burnout period. Now his physical strength has recovered and he has begun to enter the applicable period.

High-intensity exercise is to make your body acceptable and adapt to high-intensity consumption, and quickly restore physical energy after experiencing huge consumption on the battlefield.

This is the strongest adjustment ability of soldiers on the battlefield. Such soldiers have strong survivability and execution ability on the battlefield.

Everyone's views on Zhou Zhihan have been silently changing, from the contempt just now to the respect after being slapped in the face, and then they begin to wonder-

Why did he do this fake salted fish?

Why did he waste too much energy on the initial strange and extremely difficult push-up jump?

If it is for showing off, he cannot not know the consequences of showing off, but he cannot complete the 2-kilometer, 5-bearing load, and 8-minute round trip.

If he can't complete the first level test, he has to go back to China.

Why did he do this?

Although the running speed is gradually accelerating, in everyone's opinion, Zhou Zhihan, who had consumed almost all his physical energy just now, could not complete the first level test at all.

But no matter whether Zhou Zhihan can complete the test, he has changed from a dried salted fish to a big live fish hidden in deep water!

Zhou Zhihan hung the weight-bearing backpack around his neck, took off his shirt, and was soaked in sweat. He ran and wrapped his body tightly, which was very uncomfortable.

He has little muscles, but is very elastic. Such muscles contain strong explosive power and are very coordinated. They fully meet the standards of making you look slim and taking off your clothes.

There are no girls in the Army Academy of West Point. There are many shirtless students wearing military shorts.

At this time, Zhou Zhihan's body no longer sweated a lot.

The pain in the muscles was effectively relieved, and the fatigue gradually became smaller. The 60 bobby jumps in just 2 minutes made him feel like he was about to die, and now he was like he was reborn again.

When Zhou Zhihan ran forward to the 300-meter mark, he met Ryunosuke Sakamoto who was turning back.

Ryunosuke Sakamoto looked at Zhou Zhihan, who was like washing water, and knew that he was sure to win. This Chinese salted fish was at least 400 meters behind him. It was harder to catch up than climbing the sky. It was a problem to see that he fell on the ground and fell into eight petals every step he ran. It was not to mention that after running, there were 50 push-ups, waiting for the salted fish like a gate of hell, and accepting the torture of oil and fire again.

Ryunosuke Sakamoto slowed down again. He just wanted to defeat Zhou Zhihan, but he did not want to become famous as soon as he entered West Point Military Academy. There are many masters here, and it is not the time for him to show his head.

"Come on!" Sakamoto Ryunosuke raised his hands to Zhou Zhihan while running, making others think he was cheering Zhou Zhihan. In fact, he was saying, "Chinese! Sick man from East Asia! Get out of West Point Military Academy. From tonight, your bed is mine."

With his back to everyone, Zhou Zhihan raised two middle fingers at Sakamoto Ryunosuke: "One day, you invaders will be stabbed to death by the little boy and the fat man!"

Ryunosuke Sakamoto was confused!

Little boy?

Fatty?

What does salted fish mean?

Are you sick?
Chapter completed!
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