Chapter 240 Tired to the Brim

The silly smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Let her compete with the fighters?

don't want!

don't want!

Cheng Yiluo screamed, "No! I don't want to compete! Instructor, I don't want to compete!"

No, you can't.

Even if it is a competition, she has to wait until she thinks it can be compared.

The soldiers lined up once again refreshed the lower limit.

Is this man's brain really fucking sick?

don't want?

You told the instructor no?

An Xia cast a cold glance at Cheng Yiluo, who was suffering from princess disease again, her patience completely disappeared.

If this kind of person was put in the imperial domain, he would have been hanged up and beaten up a long time ago!

Mu Chenyuan didn't talk nonsense, and said lightly to the squad leader: "Drag her back to the army, and send her back to the local area for disobeying the team's order. Then tell her the consequences of being sent back to the local area."

"Yes!"

The squad leader yelled and signaled two soldiers to go out and drag them back to the army.

Cheng Yiluo didn't realize that she made a mistake at all. Hearing this, she resisted even more, "Let me go! Let me go! I joined the team normally, and you have no right to send me back! Let me go!"

The soldiers wanted to cover their ears.

Hurry up and repatriate it.

Don't harm their camp.

The soldier who dragged her away had a dark face and directly recited the disciplinary rules.

If he didn't recite it, he was afraid that he would blow people away with his fist.

Every time he recited one, Cheng Yiluo's face turned pale, and before he finished reciting it, he was so startled that his knees became weak.

"Don't...recite any more, I compare...I compare."

It was extremely difficult to squeeze out every word from his mouth, and he accepted the competition with a face ashamed.

The soldiers were disappointed.

Why not resist to the end?

It's also good to stay.

It will make her kneel and cry later, begging grandpa and suing grandma are useless.

The end of life is already waving to her cheerfully.

What An Xia didn't expect was that when Cheng Yiluo saw her, she gritted her teeth and said ruthlessly, "See how long you can be proud! You still have 3,000 meters of duck walking, and I don't think you can even walk 100 meters!"

False self-confidence, built through lip service.

Hearing this, An Xia glanced coldly at Cheng Yiluo's neck, and Cheng Yiluo, who wanted to speak harshly again, wrote down what happened that morning.

That morning's eyes were the same as now, An Xia really wanted to kill her!

My heart was trembling, and I couldn't even utter a word.

The sharp whistle came through the air, and all the soldiers immediately entered the training state with their backpacks on their backs.

The 3,000-meter duck walk begins.

Cheng Yiluo's nightmare also began.

Three minutes later, Cheng Yiluo, who gritted her teeth and squatted away, was at the bottom.

An Xia had already rushed to the front.

hateful!

Very suspicious that her backpack is empty!

Five minutes later, Cheng Yiluo was at the bottom, and the 25.5 kg rucksack pressed her directly to the ground.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a bastard in the water, only the limbs are fluttering.

On the hillside in front of him, Mu Chenyuan looked at the time while advancing lightly, his eyes glanced coldly at the soldiers squatting below the hillside, his eyes flashed with hatred.

too slow!

Need to speed up!

The whistle was placed on the thin lips, and in the valley, there was an urgent whistle that made the heart beat faster and the scalp tingle.

Jishao means to speed up.

An Xia adjusted her breathing and speeded up.

Tired, undeniably, exhausting!

This is called "training"!

As long as the fellow fighters took a look at it, they would all be shocked.

It's not like an eighteen-year-old girl, it's true to say that she is a "tiger", look at her strength, she is so fierce and fierce, she almost doesn't bark.

Cheng Yiluo was completely behind, still fluttering at the bottom of the mountain.

The binoculars swept down the mountain, and Mu Chenyuan, with his thin lips pressed tight, commanded the squad leader and deputy squad in a deep voice on the radio, "Put down the rucksack and go back to drag people!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"