Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Zhang Lu was a bit ready to move, but he hadn't acted yet, Tan Xiaolin glanced over immediately, signaling him not to act recklessly.

"The captain will understand me!" Zhang Lu laughed dumbfounded and said to himself.

No one said a word.

The sarcasm on the shark instructor's face was even stronger, and he continued to announce the next code name.

When the shark instructor announced the last hunter No. 130, he was Koji of the Japanese special forces.

Some small country special forces and stateless armed personnel glanced at Koji with ridicule on their faces.

This countryman is not very good, and he provoked the Huaxia people as soon as he came, and his strength is too bad, so he was almost eliminated.

Hao Er's nails almost fell into the palm of his hand. He is actually not weak, but he was kicked down by Ye Cunxin, kicked by Zhang Lu and rolled over and vomited blood. He was the most injured. If he can persist, he is already do your best.

At this moment, Koji wanted to kill Zhang Lu.

After the code name was announced, it was almost dusk.

The shark instructor announced the training subjects: "Next, carry a weight of 30 kilograms and circle the hunter and bear 100 times."

"At the end of the run, I'll tell you where to eat!"

"The last 10 people don't know him, but they have nothing to eat. The weak are only worthy of picking up the mud on the ground to eat."

The hunter student at the scene threw the heavy-duty sandbags under the feet of each student and supervised them to tie them up.

Following the shark instructor's order, a group of trained academies ran around the hunter school.

A load of 30 kilograms is really nothing to special forces.

But the environment is different, every kilogram of load will be magnified invisible, doubling the difficulty.

Zhang Lu is fine, after all, his physical fitness is really strong, but in the snow environment, the 30 kg load can almost double.

Zhang Lu glanced at the female soldiers and saw that they were struggling, he shook his head and said to himself: The assessment of the hunter school is really abnormal.

Female soldiers usually carry a load of 57 kilograms, and running [-] kilometers is not a problem at all.

It didn't take long for someone to talk to each other.

"This assessment is too perverted. The last ten will die if they have nothing to eat."

"This time there is no point in competing for the first place. Persevere until the end. It doesn't matter if you are in the last few dozen."

"Trash, shut up!"

Hearing someone communicating, the shark instructor yelled angrily.

Then, a snow buggy drove out, and the shark instructor stood on the buggy, holding a loudspeaker, and yelled at the academy who ran to the end.

"Are you trash, or trash?"

"You bears, do you still dare to be called special forces?"

"Run for me, don't let me throw dung on you, even though you are only worthy of eating dung!"

Spray manure?

This is just too brutal.

The last few students gritted their teeth and immediately increased their speed to catch up with the army ahead.

After all, it was 100 laps, and no one sprinted hard, nor dared to start sprinting in the first 50 laps.

And Zhang Lu ran to the first position in a normal state without knowing it.

Chenlong's group is still the same, they don't show off their mountains and show off their water, and only pay attention to the training process.

With Zhang Lu coming forward, they didn't even have to fight for the honor, they just lay down and won.

Seeing Zhang Lu's relaxed look, the shark sneered and ordered: "Come on, add 1 kilograms to our Hunter 10!"

This... This will be aggravated if you run fast?

Zhang Lu's special forces who approached immediately slowed down and stopped being the young bird.

Except for Doyle, Xiba and others, the other special forces on the scene looked at the leader Zhang Lu and gloated.

The weight of 10 kilograms adds up to 40 kilograms. If you don't die, you have to shed a layer of skin!

Chapter 952 Want to eat, dig in the snow

Chapter 952 Want to eat, dig in the snow

"It's not a big problem with a 10-jin load!"

Zhang Lu didn't care, stepped back, tied a 10kg sandbag to his legs, and continued to run.

No.1 suffers from increased load, no one dares to compete for this No.1.

Zhang Lu ran for a while and returned to the No.1 position.

The female soldiers just shook their heads helplessly at Zhang Lu's increased burden, saying that there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Lu can run wildly with the three female soldiers on his shoulders, and the 80-jin load is really nothing to him.

But no one thought that the training of shark instructors was not the most perverted, only more perverted.

Seven or eight snow pickup trucks rushed out, and a large electric fan was installed on the pickup truck.

The pickup truck drove to the front of the crowd, and then slowed down. The electric fan turned, creating a strong and icy airflow, blowing towards the crowd who were running with their load.

The artificially created icy air flow hit everyone, like a knife cutting into the flesh.

Especially when everyone came here from a long distance, the climate was not acclimatized, and they suddenly fell into the worst extreme cold climate.

He was also tossed by the shark instructor.

vomit!

Someone was running and vomiting suddenly.

His face was pale, and his body began to tremble.

The 30kg load also began to release its power, and many people began to cramp.

From time to time, various emergencies occurred to the trainees.