Let you be a conscript, but you build the Matrix

"How did they persevere?"

"How did you survive until now?"

The black-faced god was talking, talking, he was a little confused, there was no way, he couldn't believe that Chen Jun's team of young people had such terrifying willpower.

Simply beyond imagination.

Lan Ying's eyes were also full of disbelief, and he shook his head and sighed: "Yeah, who can realize that they have been running wildly for more than 23 hours now, and their physical strength and willpower are terrifying."

"They have all reached their limits, and they still don't give up. It's really scary."

"No, it's not scary, it's perverted, superhuman perverted."

"What kind of people are they?"

Seeing that Chen Jun and the others had reached their limit but were still persisting, Lan Ying was also quite frightened.

In history, no one has ever been able to do this. As a result, these people did it.

It was an eye opener.

In fact, when those guys started marching in a hurry, he could tell that these guys were different from others, but he never expected that these guys would act so perverted.

In fact, Chen Jun is not a pervert, but as a ghost, he must persist.

He also knew that if he persisted until now, his brothers could hardly hold on anymore.

After all, walking 7 kilometers a day, even if his physical fitness is [-] times better than ordinary people, he still feels very tired.

In his opinion, this intensity is more tiring than dating a wife.

Chen Jun panted heavily, and looked back. Behind him, He Chenguang and others, who were already drenched all over, were not relaxed.

He Chenguang and the others had already exhausted themselves to the extreme, their faces were paler than a dead man's, and there was no blood at all. They seemed to expend a lot of energy every time they took a step.

They really couldn't control it anymore, and their panting sounds were rough now.

If they were allowed to rest at this time, they might be able to sleep for a day and a night at a stretch.

However, now is the last step. If he stops, all previous efforts will be wasted. He must not stop. He must work hard to get the map through the position, otherwise it will be impossible to lurk again, even if he has the ultimate stealth technique.

Chen Jun put away his thoughts and continued to observe the situation around him.

At this point, their only way is to fight hard.

Squeeze out the last bit of energy in your body and keep going!

Chen Jun observed the surroundings for a while, then suddenly stopped and said, "Brothers, I know you are very tired, but this is the last moment, the final climax, the map is in the middle of the position, get the map, we will win the final victory .”

"I know that you are all entering a period of physical incompatibility, but imagine that Langya said that we are traitors. When we come here, the instructors say that we are not qualified, that we are rubbish, and that we are dead eunuchs that no one wants..."

"Fuck!"

Hearing this, the mouth of the black-faced god twitched inadvertently, dead eunuch?

Did I say it?

What the hell, this guy actually swears behind his back.

Lying on the gun, I definitely lay on the gun.

The black-faced god had a bitter look on his face. He didn't expect that Chen Jun would use him for surgery in order to stimulate those team members.

This is a fierce knife!

The black-faced god's heart was cold, but there was no anger in his heart.

After all, seeing that Chen Jun can persevere until now, he is also very impressed.

The soldiers in front of him can be said to be the strongest soldiers he has ever seen, and they have been able to persist until now, which is already very remarkable.

For such a person, he can only admire, not blame.

After all, Chen Jun's words only hurt him, not too much.

For a moment, the black-faced god cried and laughed: "I never thought that this guy still has an impression of me."

Lan Ying nodded, "Need to say? It's okay for him to have no impression of anyone, but it's impossible for him to have no impression of you."

"However, this guy is really courageous, even you, the chief instructor, are really a different kind. Do you think he can really succeed?"

Black-faced God: "Success or not depends on him, but he probably won't give up."

In the jungle, Chen Jun continued: "We must get the first place, otherwise, others will look down on us dead eunuchs, because we will never be tough."

"Dead eunuch?"

"Never get hard?"

As soon as Chen Jun finished speaking, Xiao Zhuang and the others seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood for no reason, and their blood boiled all over immediately, and they all regained their energy.

In fact, at the last moment, they felt that they were about to fall down, but the men couldn't be stimulated. This stimulation made their bodies straighten up.

He Chenguang was emotional, looked at Wang Yanbing and said, "You slap me, I can't fall down like this. Our ancestors can lie in ambush for a day and a night at minus [-] degrees."

With a slap, Wang Yanbing slapped He Chenguang directly, and said, "Yes, they couldn't move, and they all froze into lumps of ice in the end. This kind of willpower must be inherited, so you can slap me too."

clap clap!

He Chenguang directly slapped Wang Yanbing twice, "Inherit, we must inherit their willpower and never give up."

"Never give up!"

clap clap...

In a blink of an eye, Xiaozhuang and the others also started to slap each other, and each slap was so hard, it seemed that they had great hatred for each other.

"They...they actually fought?" Lan Ying looked at this scene with eyes full of disbelief, and exclaimed directly.

The black-faced god shook his head, "They didn't fight, they wanted to wake each other up. They have reached their limit, and this is the only way to wake each other up."

"Pervert, I didn't expect someone to use such a method to stimulate fighting spirit."

Lan Ying nodded again and again, "Yeah, it's too perverted, it's too hard, what did they go through to forge such a strong willpower."

Seeing He Chenguang and the others keep fanning each other, both the Black Faced God and Lan Ying were terrified. They didn't know that He Chenguang and others were already used to this practice.

In normal training, He Chenguang and others often fan each other like this in order to stimulate fighting spirit.

They have long been used to it, but this method is really effective. In a blink of an eye, when the two of them meet each other, their eyes are full of hostility and fighting spirit.

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and an inextinguishable flame flickered in their eyes.

This is the flame lit by Chen Jun, and he wants this effect.

Everyone needs to have the will to fight!

Now these people are exhausted, and the only thing that can keep them going is fighting spirit.

Faith to conquer!

The next moment, Chen Jun directly raised his finger and pointed to the front and said, "We have an advantage. The enemy didn't expect us to be so fast. At this time, the defense will not be too strict. Just like before, prepare to rush out with grenades."

"I will take the lead, you follow my orders."

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison, then took out grenades and handed them to Chen Jun.