Let you be a conscript, but you build the Matrix

Kang Lei was completely annoyed!

Of course he knew that Chen Jun took off his military uniform and broke into the gray area to hunt down the enemy, but what is this?He has not forgotten the mission of the soldier!

The enemies are all coming, killing your comrades-in-arms, preparing to kill you, and robbing the country of important resources... Do you want to give them a farewell party as a soldier stationed there?

If Kang Lei had been there, he would have done what Chen Jun did.

Apart from blowing the air conditioner in the office, those picket teams do nothing every day, what else can they do!

Knowing Kang Lei's temper, Lao Hei said, "Sir, you should make more preparations."

Kang Lei snorted coldly and said, "Use Lao Tzu's soldiers, let them give it a try!"

At this moment, Chen Jun continued to rush forward, and it was already 30 laps. According to the 400-meter lap, it was already 12 kilometers.

In the past, 10 kilometers was the limit for troops to train. After all, they are not special forces, and their training intensity is much worse.

By this time, the members of the fourth company of the sharpshooter had almost been dumped, and only a dozen or so were still persisting, including Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang.

Old Hei was naturally aware of Chen Jun's performance in the new barracks before, and stared at Chen Jun with shocking eyes.

Chen Jun ran lightly, as if his heels hadn't touched the ground.

"What the hell is this a ghost?"

He noticed that Chen Jun's complexion was a little reddened, and his breathing was still very steady, not at all the state that a person who ran 30 laps should have.

"In such a short period of time, can the environment change people so much? Running at such a speed, the stamina is still so strong, macho!"

Old Hei felt like he was in a dream.

After a while, Lao Hei said to Gong Jian, "Pinch me."

Gong Jian didn't respond, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there were complex expressions in his eyes.

When the number of laps reached 40 laps, only a few people could persevere, and the others were lying on the ground and could not run anymore.

"45 laps!" Gong Jian whispered.

If Gong Jian remembered correctly, when the new recruits were assessed, Chen Jun only ran 10 laps before lying on the ground and unable to move.

Now 45 laps are still so easy, this progress is a bit...exaggerated, even if you take stimulants, it will not have such an effect.

At this time, Wang Yanbing and He Chenguang were sweating profusely, and they wanted to take their lungs out to breathe. The vests they were wearing were already soaked, and the sweat kept pouring out like spring water. Sweat dripped from my body like it was raining.

Wang Yanbing felt that his legs were not his own, they were extremely heavy, and felt like they were going to be glued to the ground, and his breathing continued to increase. Every time he took a breath, his lungs were burning.

He looked at the figure in front of him, and said with a cracked mouth, "He's paralyzed, but he can still run. Is this guy a donkey? Even a donkey who is skinny don't dare to run like that."

"This bastard is playing games, he can't lose, he can't lose, he has to run forward even if he dies, and he can't lose to him."

He Chenguang is in the same situation as Wang Yanbing, but he started practicing martial arts at the age of 8, and has been training hard for ten years. His foundation is much stronger than Wang Yanbing, so he feels a little better.

Time passed little by little, and there were only three figures left at the scene, Chen Jun who was still running in front, followed by He Chenguang, and finally Wang Yanbing.

"50 laps, 20 kilometers, is already the training standard for special forces." Gong Jian said.

thump!

The cursing Wang Yanbing's legs immediately went limp, and he fell limply on the ground, turning into a ball of mud.

He is so hard!

It's not that he is not strong enough, he has already broken his best score, but he still lost.

"I'm not reconciled, not reconciled..."

"A complete defeat, lost to a pig farmer!"

Now on the field, only a single seedling like He Chenguang is chasing Chen Jun and running away.

When Wang Yanbing lay down, He Chenguang also felt that he was about to die, and his body was holding on with willpower.

Like Lao Hei and Gong Jian, he couldn't figure it out.

What's the matter with this kid?Are you still human?

Before the start of the run, he had already done ten rounds by himself, and now after 50 laps, he seemed to be fine, what the hell!

"This guy is possessed!"

He Chenguang fell to the ground as honorably as Wang Yanbing after persisting for the last 3 laps.

At this point, all the soldiers of the fourth company of sharpshooters got down.

Lao Hei opened his mouth and shouted: "I'm going, what a pest, the fourth company of the sharpshooter has all been abandoned, Gong Jian, how did you become an instructor?"

A black line protruded from Gong Jian's forehead, and cursed: "It's none of my business, he's hanging up, I'll see how long he can last, if he has the ability to break the military record."

In fact, it is not easy for Chen Jun to run now, and he has reached his limit.

Da da da……

Sweat like raindrops formed an obvious water mark as Chen Jun ran across the ground.

His steps were no longer as elegant as before, and began to become heavy.

The people next to him could feel that Chen Jun had reached his limit.

Chen Jun's legs had already lost feeling, and he stepped on the ground as if he was stepping on sand. They were limp and might fall down at any time.

Because of the lack of oxygen, every time Chen Jun took a breath, his lungs seemed to be torn apart. The tingling feeling made him very painful, and it was this kind of pain that kept his consciousness a little bit clear.

Chen Jun's physical fitness is stronger than that of He Chenguang and others, so when the limit is reached, the unsuitable reaction will be more violent.

The expression on his face began to contort.

People around noticed the distorted expression on Chen Jun's face and knew that he had reached his limit.

"Stop, stop, run like this, you will die!"

"Stop running, you've already won!"

Everyone was staring at Chen Jun.

At this moment, their hearts were moved, and there was an indescribable feeling.

It was an inexplicable emotion.

Now they don't care whether the face is slapped or not, whether the other party is messing with the situation.

Now, everyone hopes that Chen Jun will stop and stop insisting with his own life.

In the limit state of the human body, relying on willpower to support the body to run is overdrawing, and once the overdrawing is excessive, people will die.

Suddenly, everyone saw that Chen Jun's legs were bent, and his body leaned towards the ground.

"Is this going to fall?" Gong Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the boy's body is too overdrawn, if he doesn't fall down, his life will be in danger.

"But it's a pity. If he persists for 5 more laps, he will break the record of 60 laps. It's really a pity."

At this time, when Gong Jian breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a pity instead.

"what!"

But at the next moment, Gong Jian's pupils suddenly widened, and the eyeballs were rounded, as if they were protruding.