"Dad, I can't run anymore."

"Hold on."

"But I really can't run anymore. Can I take a break and run again?"

"While you were on the battlefield, would those Imperial Apes let you take a break?"

"I will definitely not run away when I go to the battlefield. I will blow the heads of those imperial apes."

"You must run. If you need to run, you must run."

"No, I won't run away, I will beat them to death."

"But if you die, no one will kill them anymore."

"But if I run away, no one can stop them."

…

If time goes back to those years when they were jogging every morning, Ji Xinghe would try harder to persuade his son Ji Chenxing, but time cannot go back, and his persuasion is definitely useless because Ji Chenxing has a bad temper.

Tough and full of heroism.

You should run, son.

Ji Xinghe kept repeating this sentence in his heart. He didn't care about the position that he had to hold on to. He didn't care who won the war between the Federation and the Empire. He didn't even want to care about whether humans ruled over orangutans and monkeys, or orangutans and

The monkey rules humans and he just wants his son to live.

You should run, son.

Ji Xinghe has been taking Ji Chenxing for morning jogs for ten years. After Ji Chenxing was admitted to the Military University, he would also run in Xinfeng City during the group morning jog time of the Military University every day, just to accompany him.

Son, even if they are thousands of miles apart. He just wants Ji Chenxing to have better physical fitness so that he can find a way out when he needs to escape.

You should run, son.

But Ji Chenxing did not run away. He fought on the frontline of the alien planet without retreating. He defeated six Imperial mechas with a single armor, and then no one was left alive when the Imperial mechas self-destructed.

Ji Xinghe, who was running silently, thought of a video that Han Li had brought over. It came from the black box of the Ji Chenxing mecha. There was no appearance of Ji Chenxing in it, only the imperial mecha from the perspective of the Ji Chenxing mecha.

.

One after another, seemingly endless, Jichenxing's mechas were drowned.

When the bursting fire filled the entire scene, the black box recorded Ji Chenxing's last voice.

"Stab...Stab...Dad, I didn't run away because I didn't want to embarrass you...Stab...Stab..."

Yes, son, you didn’t embarrass me, so I won’t embarrass you either.

For the part of the road you didn't run, I'll run it for you.

Ji Xinghe, who had no external concerns, entered a state that was very familiar to his colleagues. Whenever he encountered a problem while repairing the car, he would remain silent and concentrated like now. It's not that he couldn't hear the sounds outside.

, it’s not that he can’t see other people, he just won’t be distracted until he completes his goal. This is a state of extreme concentration.

There was only one goal that made him extremely focused today, and that was to finish the ten-kilometer journey. It was as if as long as he could finish it, his son would be able to escape from the battlefield. It was as if as long as he could finish it, his son would be able to escape from the battlefield.

After finishing the race, his son will be able to come back to life. Just like as long as he can finish the race, his son will give him a long-lost hug at the finish line.

Time was forgotten by him, but his repairman's instinct and the body memory brought about by decades of morning jogging allowed him to always maintain a speed that could complete the goal within the limited time.

He was very tired, but he would not stop or slow down, because his son did not embarrass him, and he would not embarrass his son.

He was running, but he was not escaping, nor was he running for his son. He just wanted to run closer to his son, even if the outcome was death.

…

In the Xinfengcheng Stadium, Major General Tu Yuan, who had already stood up on the rostrum, heard the voice of his staff.

"It's nine kilometers, there's still enough time..."

This prompt was a bit redundant, because there was only one picture on the big screen in the stadium at this time, and all the split screens were merged together, allowing everyone to see the running Ji Xinghe.

In the upper right corner of the big screen, the distance Ji Xinghe has run is clearly displayed, as well as the time Ji Xinghe has spent: 9136 meters, 31 minutes.

There are four minutes left in the time and 864 meters left in the distance. Ji Xinghe's previous average speed has exceeded 290 meters per minute. If Ji Xinghe doesn't slow down, he will definitely be able to finish the race within the prescribed time.

Tu Yuan asked in a low voice with no expression on his face: "Why, his speed almost didn't change from the beginning to the end?"

Under normal circumstances, the speed of a ten-kilometer long-distance run will definitely change due to different physical fitness. This kind of limited-time long-distance running will also bring a lot of psychological pressure to the participants, and they will unconsciously lose weight when they are physically fit.

Reduce the speed of improvement, try to gain a time advantage in the early stage, and then grit your teeth and persevere in the later stage.

But Ji Xinghe's speed was exactly the same from beginning to end. He didn't speed up when his energy was strong, and he didn't slow down when his energy was weak.

"Perhaps it's because he has a very good understanding of his physical condition and has already completed a reasonable distribution of physical energy from the beginning." The staff member analyzed: "Considering the premise that he knows martial arts, I think this is very reasonable."

Tu Yuan glanced at the staff officer: "Martial arts? Reasonable?"

The staff officer did not respond immediately, but stared silently at Ji Xinghe on the big screen. When he saw the beautiful reporter holding a glass of water and bringing it to Ji Xinghe's mouth, but Ji Xinghe did not open his mouth, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

one time.

"General." The staff officer said in a serious tone: "Let him go to the alien front line, even if it is just to take a look at the position that Ji Chenxing defended with his life."

Tu Yuan had already looked at the big screen again. Ji Xinghe in the screen was getting closer and closer to the finish line, but his eyes were not on Ji Xinghe, but on the people near the finish line.

There were many people at the finish line, but no one cheered for Ji Xinghe at this time. They just looked at Ji Xinghe silently. They turned a blind eye to other people on the track, even if those people included their relatives and friends.

Including Pei Jing, the female reporter who has always been able to attract the attention of all the men around her, now seemed to have disappeared from the sight of these people. They only had Ji Xinghe in their eyes.

If the camera could capture the eyes of these people, it would be able to capture their worried emotions. Unfortunately, the camera cannot capture it so clearly.

But Tu Yuan saw those worried looks, just like the looks he saw when he looked at his staff officers just now. Almost everyone was worried about Ji Xinghe at this time.

The distance of 10 kilometers is actually not that long. Long-distance running enthusiasts can run more than ten kilometers. It is not uncommon for people in their sixties or even seventies to run more than ten kilometers. But if you run it within 35 minutes,

A distance of ten kilometers is already very difficult at the age of 40.

After the age of 40, one becomes one year old.

Tu Yuan didn't know why he wanted to talk at this time. He watched Ji Xinghe on the screen getting closer and closer to the finish line and asked again.

"If it were you, would you run away with your life like this?"

General, are you cursing me?

The counselor replied sincerely: "I won't, because I know it doesn't make sense."

"Then why does he think this makes sense?"

"Perhaps it's because...other than this, he doesn't know what to do or what he can do."

"Is the ambulance here?"

"We've arrived, just waiting at the end."

"Then make arrangements and we'll go to the hospital later."

"yes."

During the conversation, Ji Xinghe on the screen had already crossed the finish line. The time was 34 minutes and 44 seconds. He was 16 seconds faster, so cheers rang out from the finish line. Many people wanted to rush to Ji Xinghe who was slowing down for a jog and then started walking slowly.

There were medical staff carrying a stretcher and rushed over first, so the crowd stopped and looked at Ji Xinghe worriedly.

Because they all knew that when Ji Xinghe stopped, it was when Ji Xinghe fell on the stretcher.

After falling down, can he stand up again?

There will be no answer to this question, because Ji Xinghe did not fall. He finally stopped with his back straight, standing like an evergreen pine standing on the cliff, looking calmly at the worried face.

Pei Jing stretched out her hand.

"Little girl, my knife."
Chapter completed!