At the intersection of the back mountain, He Xiaoling sat in the car and looked at Han Yao who was getting off with his equipment.

"You are familiar with the route, so I don't need to say anything, I'll wait for you here."

Han Yao kept everything on his back and brought the newly obtained rifle, and all his thoughts were left on these 20 kilometers.

"Thank you, instructor."

He Xiaoling looked at her like this, was indifferent to her words, lay down in the car, and whistled leisurely.

2o kilometers, to be honest, this is not the first time Han Yao has run away, but it is the first time he is fully armed. And because he pulled his arm on the windowsill before, he didn't have the chance to see what was going on.

Han Yao could only pray in his heart that nothing would happen, and that his arm would only hurt slightly for a day or two.

At the starting point, Han Yao took a deep breath and the 2o kilometers officially began!

The mountain road is rugged and uneven. Although there is no specified time, Han Yao still knows that if there is no specified, there is no specified,

It is to run as hard as possible, use your fastest speed and the best ability to run to the finish line, even if you can run away, because on the battlefield, your enemies will not give you a chance to breathe behind you.

Just stop for a while, then your head will be pierced by bullets or daggers flying from behind and turned into a pool of paste.

Han Yao's legs and arms were almost paralyzed after running down 20 kilometers. The arms holding the gun had long been no longer conscious. After lying at the finish line, he collapsed on the ground and could no longer get up.

Han Yao was lying on the ground and gasping for breath. The rifle was hitting her chest, but she didn't have the strength to adjust her posture. After He Xiaoling woke up after sleeping, she saw Han Yao lying on the ground motionless, and immediately frowned.

He stepped forward and turned Han Yao over. Han Yao rolled his eyes at He Xiaoling, and He Xiaoling slapped her in the face.

"Die or not? Just say something if you don't die."

Han Yao continued to roll his eyes at her, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't respond. He Xiaoling was frightened by her like this and quickly helped her remove the gun from her neck, and all the backpack and other things were put down.

"Han Yao, how are you? Can you hear me? Just make a sound!"

Han Yao's face was slapped by He Xiaoling, and almost tore off her skin. Han Yao couldn't stand He Xiaoling's tossing. He finally raised his hand and held down the hand that He Xiaoling placed on her face.

"Stop hitting, you'll be beaten up soon."

Han Yao's weak voice was still heard by He Xiaoling, and the hand pressed on his face quickly took it away. Han Yao was thrown to the ground by her and turned around. She lay on the ground with a crack in her eyes, and she could see He Xiaoling's entire body.

"Instructor He, I'm not at all right now. I feel like I'm really going to be useless! So can you stop hurting me?"

He Xiaoling stood there and sneered, kicked Han Yao in the thigh.

"Stand up and go to the swimming pool for me when I'm not dead, hurry up!"

Han Yao was lying on the ground and was not breathing well. He Xiaoling didn't care too much about the kick he kicked. He lay on the ground and stretched out five fingers.

"Give me five minutes to take a break!"

He Xiaoling looked at Han Yao lying on the ground, and didn't care about her anymore. She got on the all-terrain car, threw a word, and left.

"I can't help if you don't want to ride a ride. Go over by yourself."
Chapter completed!