Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces

Gong Jian staggered and almost lost his balance.

Disrespect for the elderly... Gong Jian couldn't help cursing in his heart, and found that since this kid appeared, Kang Tuan had not been serious.

But this kid is really crazy!

On the training ground, only a backpack was seen flying in front, and the veterans of the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun fell one after another.

If he didn't know the strength of the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun and others, Gong Jian would have begun to doubt whether these guys were pretending.

Scratching the hair on his head, Gong Jian found that he was going crazy.

At this moment, a cry came from the side, "Instructor, try to slap me."

Another frivolous... Gong Jian turned his head and looked at Lao Hei, "Are you sick? What are you doing?"

Lao Hei raised his hand and slapped his thigh with a "slap", "I regret it."

A look of heartache and regret.

Gong Jian was startled and confused.

Lao Hei sighed, "Look, this kid has already run 40 laps, and he hasn't reached his limit yet."

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Just now the regiment commander asked me to take him to the recruit company for experience, but I refused."

Lao Hei almost cried, "So I provoked this little guy, and he said he came to the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun. I regret it."

As he said this, he raised his hand and wanted to slap himself twice.

So careless!

If he knew Chen Haonan was so strong, why would he push him to the Fourth Company of the Sharp Gun? He would definitely be awesome if he took the recruits there!

Speaking of which, a boy soldier he brought with him could beat the strongest company of the Iron Fist Regiment. Is there still a problem with his promotion?

The annoyance on Lao Hei's face increased a little more, and the raised hand paused, and finally did not fall on his face, but reluctantly put it down.

It turns out that you, Old Black, are the one who is causing trouble. I was just talking about a kid, but how come Kang Tuan was directly put into the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters... Gong Jian cursed in his heart, but laughed: "Don't worry, he is just a kid after all, just watch him first, just knowing how to run is not enough!"

Although he said so, his upturned mouth corners betrayed his mood when he saw the kid running on the field.

At this moment, there were still three people persisting on the training field.

The kid was in the front, followed by He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing, and the other veterans had already fallen.

What does this mean?

This kid's running speed has surpassed 90% of the people in the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters.

"Instructor, how about I discuss something with you?"

Old Black smiled.

Gong Jian turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

Lao Hei chuckled and said, "Why don't you lend me this child to play with for a few days."

"It's okay if the team leader agrees."

Lao Hei: "..."

Just now, he cried and made a scene in front of Kang Tuan before pushing this child to Gong Jian. Now he wants to take this child back. Isn't this slapping himself in the face?

Although Lao Hei is thick-skinned, he did it.

At this moment, on the training ground.

In the front was a backpack flying, followed by He Chenguang more than ten meters behind, and behind He Chenguang was Wang Yanbing.

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing, looking at the backpack flying in front, felt pain in their legs, lungs... and teeth.

They felt that they were overdrawn, their breathing was heavy, their legs were numb, and every time they lifted their feet, it felt like they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy.

They could hardly feel the existence of their feet, but were moving their steps with perseverance.

Their lungs seemed to be setting off firecrackers, and the two wanted to take their lungs out to breathe directly.

"This little guy can still run. What kind of milk powder did he eat? Feilu milk powder?"

Wang Yanbing, who was running at the back, couldn't help but speak.

He felt that he had completely overdrawn. It was his unyielding character that kept him going until now, not to mention that he couldn't lose to a child.

He Chenguang took a deep breath, and his pale lips moved slightly, "So fast, and still lasting, almost to 45 laps."

After a pause, he took a breath, and He Chenguang continued to say intermittently: "Don't say it, save some energy."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled "bang" sound behind him, which was the sound of a body falling to the ground.

He Chenguang instinctively turned around and immediately found that Lao Wang knelt down and was worshiping him, "Lactic acid bacteria, revenge for me, I was kicked in the third leg by this guy, otherwise, I can still hold on."

Wang Yanbing, who was already almost exhausted, became discouraged as soon as he opened his mouth and fell directly.

He Chenguang staggered, said "soft egg", and gritted his teeth to persist.

I can't lose to a kid, absolutely not!

He Chenguang gritted his teeth, stared at the backpack still flying in front of him, and kept cheering himself up.

Because he found that the speed of the backpack was also starting to decrease, otherwise at his current speed, he would have been left behind by the other party.

This kid should be almost at his limit!

Thinking in his heart, a surge of power suddenly surged in his body, He Chenguang's steps became more steady, without the shaky pace just now.

"1 lap, 2 laps..."

"Oh my god! I can still run!"

Gradually, He Chenguang's speed became slower, and the backpack in his pupils changed from one to two, and then three, and his feet were also difficult to walk.

He Chenguang bit the tip of his tongue, and with a shudder, the three backpacks in his pupils turned into one in an instant.

"Can't fall down, can't lose to a child."

"The honor of the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter is on me!"

He Chenguang kept giving himself hints, but unfortunately his body was not made of iron. After holding on for another lap, he staggered and finally couldn't keep his body steady.

With a "bang", he knelt on the ground like Lao Wang.

He Chenguang, whose face was pale without a trace of blood, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The next moment, he vomited yellow water.

He stubbornly looked up at the little guy running in front of him, with a look of unwillingness.

I really can't figure it out!

On the edge of the training ground.

Seeing the last person of the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters fall, Lao Hei swallowed his saliva subconsciously, "Instructor, what happened to your soldiers of the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters? They can't outrun a little pest!"

There was no sarcasm in his tone, but shock.

Gong Jian took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady, "How do I know where he ran from?"

Suddenly, he suddenly didn't know what he thought of. He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and shouted loudly, "That kid, if you can hold on for another 10 laps, you can break the record of the regiment. If you have the ability, continue!"

To coax a child to break the record of the regiment, this old Gong's heart is even darker than mine... Lao Hei shook his head.

Because he could also see that the child's speed began to slow down, especially in the last lap, the other party's body shook several times and almost fell down.

But even so, the child's performance is a miracle.

And this time, Chen Haonan actually felt the same.

His body was strengthened by the Dahei system, and with the skills of flying legs and Dahei off-road, he was able to hold on until now. However, his body was still made of flesh and blood, and he would still feel tired, just like being shot, and he would bleed to death.

At this moment, he felt that the backpack on his body was quite heavy, like a mountain pressing on him.

Now every time he jumped, he had to try his best.

On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down, blurring his vision, and his breathing became heavy and labored.

In the last three laps, especially the last lap, he also relied on the will of a soldier in his previous life to persist.

Break the record... Chen Haonan naturally heard what Gong Jian said.

Gritting his teeth, he threw the backpack directly, and smashed it on the ground with a "bang", and then took off the top that could already be wrung out of water.

Fight, otherwise, as a child, if he doesn't establish his authority, he will be sent back to school in minutes.

Chen Haonan fought.

He can also speed up... The training ground suddenly became quiet, and only Chen Haonan's footsteps echoed.

The people from the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters, who had fallen on the runway, were struggling to sit up, looking at the figure with a complex look in their eyes.

Soon, Chen Haonan, shirtless, ran past everyone.

Everyone saw that the child had 7 or 8 wounds on his body, especially on the right side of his chest, where there was a scar the size of half a fist.

"This..."

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, with shock in their eyes.

He was only 9 years old, how could he have so many wounds on his body?

How many times has he been injured?

At this moment, Chen Haonan's body shook, and he suddenly fell to the runway with a "bang".

"Ah!"

Everyone exclaimed, and their hearts, which had been hanging on this child, instantly rose to their throats.

For some reason, at this moment, none of them wanted the child to fall.

It's over... Everyone shook their heads helplessly, feeling sorry.

As a result, the next moment, the little guy turned over and got up again, gritting his teeth, with a ferocious expression, and continued to run with all his strength.

Moreover, some people saw that the wound on his right chest seemed to be oozing blood.

The scene suddenly became as quiet as death, and everyone could clearly hear their own heartbeats, with confusion in their shocked eyes.

Is this what a child would do?

Why is he working so hard?