After two hours, Han Yao felt that his face and his arms were hot and slightly red. Her condition was actually pretty good.

When I saw them at noon, basically everyone was either black or even sun-dried until they peeled, and there were changes to varying degrees. Han Yao was just starting out, and he was a little red, which was nothing.

"Beep—"

The whistle sounded sharply, the company commander Ren Tianying, the deputy company commander Jiang Han, the female team captain He Xiaoling, and the male team captain Sha Long lined up in front of everyone, all looking at them with unknown meaning.

The group of people who were still resting stood with concentration under the whistle, waiting for the people in front of them to give orders.

A few minutes passed, and none of the four spoke.

Another few minutes passed, and there was a small commotion in the queue, but no one spoke.

Han Yao and the others stood in the back row of the women's team, and someone was blocking it in front of them. Han Yao, who thought it was wrong, stretched out his finger and poked Zhang Lan, who was standing between her and Zhu Junyang,

"Xiaoxiao, have you missed something?"

Zhang Lan smiled and thought about it with a confused look on his face, but he couldn't remember at all. What did they missed, and shook his head.

"The training intensity these days is too high, and I can't bear it. I can't remember the little chattering words they have at all."

Chat?

Han Yao hehe, they can chat in front of them! Han Yao didn’t believe it, but was there any way to know what they said?

So the crowd could only stand there and wait.

He Xiaoling was playing with a military dagger in his hand. The blade was chrome-plated. Although there was no light flashing in the sunlight, a gloomy aura emanated from the blade.

With just one look, Han Yao knew that the dagger must have seen blood. The blade had a very strong evil spirit. Hailu, and those who can be the captain had seen the world. It is not surprising that they have seen the world.

Han Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and adjusted his feet.

But unexpectedly, when he looked up, not far away, the dagger flew towards her directly, took a step back, Han Yao caught it behind him, but frightened the crowd around him,

The others looked at the dagger she held in her hand with fear. Zhu Junyang swallowed his saliva directly and patted his chest, and she wanted to slow down.

Han Yao held the handle of the dagger and glanced at the black scabbard, exerting a little force on his hand.

With his eyes removed from the dagger, Han Yao met He Xiaoling's smiling face.

Stepping forward to hand the dagger to her,

"Team He, yours."

After a cold sentence, Han Yao turned around and a strong wind gust of his head. Han Yao turned his head and avoided it accurately. Then he turned sideways and caught He Xiaoling's fist coming from behind.

Looking at her with a smile,

"Team He, are we going to start the competition?"

Although Han Yao had just fought with Zhu Junyang, it was a one-sided fight after all, and there was no passion. Now someone has such an idea. She was a little itchy and seemed to be a little unbearable.

He Xiaoling listened to all the invitations in Han Yao's speech, and his eyes instantly shone.

"Okay, I originally wanted you to hit the high ground. Since this is the case, we will change the training tasks, practice fighting first, and then hit about 70 or 80 times later. After the rush, we can start the night training directly."

"Come on!"

After throwing the whistle in his hand, He Xiaoling quickly fought with Han Yao.

On the other hand, Zhang Lanxiao suddenly realized.

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Chapter completed!