Chapter 257: Fighting Competition

Now the gauze on him can no longer be called "gauze", the one on his body should be called blood cloth!

Because the gauze on his body had long been soaked in blood, and the hot weather made his body very sticky.

Bang bang bang bang—! ! ! !

Tang Ming, who was sitting on the stone and resting leisurely, suddenly heard waves of heavy footsteps approaching.

Tang Ming did not open his eyes and directly scanned with radar.

"oh?"

After the scan, Tang Ming slowly opened his eyes.

Because, he felt that Zhao Chong and his group were about to rush over.

Tang Ming jumped down from the stone and walked towards the finish line.

At this time, Tang Ming could already see Zhao Chong and the others resisting the log.

But each of them tried their best, and they didn't even bother to look ahead. They could only look at the road in front of them to see if there was any danger.

"Zhao Chong! Yang Rui!"

Tang Ming shouted to them: "Come on! We are about to reach the finish line, so hold on!"

Hearing this, the instructor on the side was almost frightened by him and jumped up on the spot.

Because he was still looking at Zhao Chong and the others attentively, he didn't even notice Tang Ming coming to his side.

And he...

puff--!

The instructor almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Looking at Tang Ming's innocent face, he wondered whether he was a human or a ghost!

First he was seriously injured by a landmine, and then he ran to the finish line risking his life. The instructors planned to send him to the infirmary after he regained consciousness.

But he didn't expect that Tang Ming would get better on his own even if he didn't pay attention for a while?

This good speed should not be too fast!

"Boss?"

Zhao Chong said vaguely: "This voice... is the boss! The boss is waiting for us in front!"

Zhao Chong, who was still unconscious, was suddenly pulled over by Tang Ming's words.

After he regained consciousness, Zhao Chong recalled that if Tang Ming hadn't called him, he might have collapsed before he reached the finish line.

And falling down means that he will never get up again!

Because once he falls down, his muscles will relax instantly. After his muscles relax, it will be very difficult for him to stand up again.

What has been able to sustain Zhao Chong until now is his very strong willpower.

When Yang Rui and the Pakistani special forces heard this, they couldn't help but wake up one after another.

Five minutes later, the dull sound of several logs hitting the ground was heard, and Zhao Chong and his group finally crossed the finish line.

After reaching the end, the five people lay on the ground with relief, breathing heavily.

"I didn't expect you, Tang Ming, to be so fierce?"

"Are you no longer a human being?"

"Brother, your physical fitness is too strong, and why are you nothing now?"

"Hahaha... As expected of our Chinese brothers, their physical fitness is amazing."

Several people were lying on the ground talking happily, but at the same time, they were also shocked.

Because they looked at Tang Ming again, they always felt that Tang Ming gave them a different feeling. They always had a feeling... that is...

Tang Ming seems to be fine now?

Half an hour later, the special forces arrived at the finish line one after another, and in the middle, there were also special forces who couldn't hold on and were eliminated.

After all the passing special forces reached the end, they rested for fifteen minutes.

The special forces were then brought to the shoal to gather and stand.

Sean scanned the entire audience with sharp eyes.

"Anyone who knows nothing should be able to tell that I am very unhappy right now."

When the special forces soldiers heard this, they all lowered their heads in shame and said nothing.

Sean said in a deep voice: "I thought the passing rate of this class was pretty good, but your only characteristic is that the passing rate is pretty good! Tell yourselves, are you all stuck in the last one or two? Minutes passed?"

"Look at this Tang Ming! He was so seriously injured, and everyone else ran to first place! He was so seriously injured and even broke the Hunter School record, but where are you healthy people?"

"Are you embarrassed or ashamed? Where was your arrogance before? Are you being eaten by dogs now?"

All the special forces soldiers were scolded by Sean, and every one of them could not help but lower their heads in shame.

The American special forces soldiers were filled with dissatisfaction.

There was no one in the entire field who lowered his head, only Tang Ming and the six of them.

After being scolded by Chief Instructor Sean for who knows how long, Sean started talking again.

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance today, so the number of places for dinner today is very limited!"

Sean said in a deep voice: "Next, let's fight on this shoal! The ten people who can stand up in the end can have dinner! And the one who doesn't stand up in the end, even if you are the eleventh, I have to go hungry too!"

"I'll give you ten minutes to rest. After ten minutes, we'll start preparing for the duel!"

After that, all the special forces soldiers started discussing one after another.

Everyone couldn't help but complain behind their backs: "These bastards! Only ten of us can have dinner. It was already difficult for us to persevere, but now he wants to do this!"

"Well, accept your fate. I'm only at a mid-level level. It would be great if I can persist until the end without being eliminated."

"It is estimated that this competition will be very strenuous. We are in the shallows, and there are fools down here...and we don't know what ideas the instructors will come up with to mess with us."

Before the war started, everyone couldn't help but talk to each other.

The same goes for Tang Ming and his group. They are discussing what to do for a while.

But at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly appeared next to him.