The sharp stone slashed across the calf, and the sharp pain made Cheng Yiluo's brain briefly blank.

"Think clearly! What's wrong!"

The gritted teeth and questioned, one after another, and hit the depths of the soul hard.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

"I understand, ah..." Cheng Yiluo, who was in a mess, let out a more shrill scream, "I understand, I know where the mistake was... I know, I really know."

"What's wrong!"

"The mistake is that it is that it is unorganized, undisciplined, and the mistake is... the mistake is that it is that it is overestimated, and the mistake is that it is that it is self-concerned..."

"And there!"

"And...and, the mistake is that I don't correct it after repeated instruction, the mistake is...the mistake is...the positioning deviation..."

Accompanied by the painful sound of admitting mistakes, it was clearly heard through the wireless microphone worn by the squad leader. Mu Chenyuan's ears were heard. The instructor with a cold look stood on the hillside, looking down at the fighter who continued to squat.

Scanned one by one, the cold gaze was indifferent like metal, and even An Xia's figure appeared in her eyes without stopping.

Finally, the far behind squad leader received the order and let go and stopped dragging the itinerary Yiluo.

Almost the moment the two of them let go, Cheng Yiluo rolled and crawled away, fearing that he would be dragged away again.

But she dared not act miserable.

He didn't dare to stand up for granted, show off her pity, and say things like "She wants to rest".

An Xia had already completed the three thousand meters of duck steps, without rest throughout the journey, and ranked second!

The fighters were so scolded by Mu Chenyuan that they couldn't even lift their heads.

"Squadron? Ask yourself, are you worthy?"

"When did the vanguard squad of the team get so low?"

"I'm not as good as a newcomer, are you embarrassed to say that you are a vanguard?"

Three consecutive questions, asking shame.

An Xia, who was resting, had a calm face and wanted to stretch.

The first two?

She is very dissatisfied!

Practice, you must practice hard!!

You must keep up with the physical fitness of this body as soon as possible.

The physical fitness could not keep up with perseverance, and the affliction made her annoyed.

Cheng Yiluo has no time to find An Xia at this moment. The soldiers squatted and walked three thousand meters. She climbed three thousand meters and entered the training base.

An Xia and the soldiers not only had a good rest, but also started to roll with guns a thousand meters!

Cheng Yiluo was so desperate that he wanted to die.

Within two hours, Cheng Yiluo, who thought he was very powerful, widened his eyes and looked at the gray sky, with a silence in his eyes that there was no trace of vitality.

"Slow down, keep getting out."

The cold and ruthless voice hit her ears again. She saw a fighter pressing her hard into the mud by the instructor because she was a little slow.

Suddenly, the cold-like thin blade's gaze swept over. The instructor who was so handsome that his heart beat faster, stepped on his long legs and walked towards her.

His pupils trembled violently, he held the gun, closed his eyes, and turned again.

An Xia had finished rolling with a gun for a thousand meters, standing up all over the muddy body, shouting loudly, "Report! An Xia, finished!"

An Xia...

Finish……

She finished, she finished again!

He struggled to open his eyes that were red from the mud. In front of him, a hazy figure overlapped with the trees, straight and arrogant, like a sharp knife piercing into her eyes.

An Xia, that figure is An Xia.

Look around again...

All the fighters were still out, only An Xia was done.

An Xia won again.

She won again!

In a daze, I seemed to hear the heavy voice of the squad leader, "You and An Xiabi? Cheng Yiluo, do you know what it means to be powerful? You are not powerful. An Xia is powerful."
Chapter completed!