Just after running one kilometer, Zhao Chuan suddenly felt something was wrong.

In fact, from the beginning, he did not increase the speed to the highest level.

You must know that it is not an easy task to carry heavy loads on a plateau with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

Of course you can't lose to a senior colonel with two stripes and four military ranks, but you can't show any mercy either.

According to the original idea, Zhao Chuan would have to run three kilometers before exerting his strength, leaving Zhuang Yan behind and not even being able to catch up.

For the first three kilometers, you can still run with me to show respect.

Unexpectedly, from the very beginning, Zhuang Yan was running about ten meters ahead of him, and he was always in the lead.

This made Zhao Chuan a little confused.

Hehe!

I originally gave you, the brigade commander, some face, but you still dare to lead the way?

After all, colleagues are enemies. Although we are all brothers, we are still competitive with each other.

Without saying a word, Zhao Chuan used his strength to catch up with Zhuang Yan, turned his head and smiled at him, and nodded.

Zhuang Yan also smiled very kindly.

Then……

Suddenly he ran to the front again.

no more, no less.

It’s still ten meters away.

Zhao Chuan now became more competitive.

He would not believe that a senior colonel who was almost forty years old could run ahead of his captain who was in peak condition.

So he worked harder.

Once again, the two were neck and neck.

As before, the two of them nodded and smiled at each other.

Solemnity speeds up again.

Then he threw Zhao Chuan ten meters behind him.

Zhao Chuan felt something was wrong this time.

The fire for victory in my chest seemed to have turned into a disaster out of control, like a prairie fire.

At this time, all previous assumptions and the respect of the team captain were all forgotten.

"I don't believe I won't faint if I run away!"

Zhao Chuan thought this in his heart and no longer showed any mercy at his feet.

This time, he decided to throw Zhuang Yan 180 meters away so that he could stop thinking about tying the match.

But he soon discovered that he was wrong.

Space seemed to have stopped.

No matter how he ran, solemnity could always stick to him, and when he wasn't paying attention, he would be ten or eight meters ahead.

Zhao Chuan felt extremely humiliated.

I am the squadron leader of 270!

Captain!

Only 27 years old!

Can't outrun a major school?!

A brigade commander?!

If you tell me this, it will become a joke in your own war zone.

Fight.

For honor!

Get it together!

He finally understood.

This majestic university is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.

I originally thought that I was the spear king of previous generations. He was just good at shooting, but his physical fitness was probably just like that!

I didn't expect him to be a hexagonal soldier.

Anything is fine.

Nothing is wrong.

This aroused his curiosity to find out how deep the water of Zhuang Yan was.

After a battle, they both had a lot of fun, but the team members behind them were dumbfounded.

Any commando of the 270 Squadron is at the level of a war zone soldier.

His physical fitness is one-in-a-million, or even one-in-a-million.

Some of the team members following behind were beginning to feel tired.

If it continues at this speed, I'm afraid it will be finished within 20 minutes.

At an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, this is a very terrifying load-bearing cross-country result.

Seeing this situation, there are several team members with particularly excellent physical fitness. How could they let go of this opportunity to compete with the brigade commander?

I didn't move forward before because I was afraid that running too fast would offend the senior colonel.

Now everyone can see it.

The captain can't handle the colonel.

It’s up to the physical champions like myself to compete for honors for the squadron.

So, the three most physically fit members of the 270-mile team let go and ran wildly, catching up with captains Zhao Chuan and Zhuang Yan.

The three of them looked at Zhao Chuan, said nothing, and rushed forward with all their strength.

He immediately surpassed the two of them.

Zhao Chuan's physical fitness is not the best in the team.

These three are the ones.

Seeing that his three best generals have finally surpassed Zhuang Yan and himself, even though it was not his fault, it is still a sense of honor.

However, he suddenly heard Zhuang Yan speak.

"So you, the captain, are not the strongest?"

He was startled. He turned around and saw that solemnity was breathing steadily. Although his face was sweating and his breathing was a little heavy, he could open his mouth to speak without feeling out of breath. It was too scary...

Before he could react, Zhuang Yan ran away in a flash.

That's right.

It is absolutely correct to say that it was a quick smoke.

Zhao Chuan felt a chill in his ears. Zhuang Yan had passed by like the wind and turned into a back figure in his sight.

The three team members who were already more than two people were running, and suddenly from the corner of their eyes, they noticed that there seemed to be one more person.

Turn around and look.

Everyone exclaimed in their hearts when watching it.

"Fuck me!"

That is the solemnity of the university.

Zhuang Yan was running silently with his head lowered. When a few people next to him looked over, he noticed and turned around with a smile as a greeting.

The three of them were not calm anymore.

They exchanged glances with each other, gritted their teeth and started racing again.

Originally, when the three of them passed Zhuang Yan and Zhao Chuan, they had already stepped on the accelerator, but now they realized that no, they couldn't get rid of the colonel at all.

In this exchange of glances, each other saw the meaning in everyone's eyes.

"Show no mercy!"

"Beat him!"

"Fight!"

There is a good understanding among comrades.
To be continued...