Chapter 608: Are you teasing us?

Play them to death?

Fu Siling curled his lips slightly and said lazyly: "They are not qualified yet."

...

It is what they can say.

Qiao Ji touched his nose, "How many tricks do you have in the old man behind?"

Tsk, the average number one hundred soldiers were also unlucky, and they were sent to Ling Shen, which was just about every minute and every second.

I don't know how long they can last.

Those who couldn't bear it left earlier.

Those who can withstand will eventually pass the assessment and become a reserve special forces soldier, and then after cruel training, they will become a junior special forces soldier.

They still have a long way to go, and they don’t know if they can stick to it.

Fu Siling stretched his long legs, stretched his waist, yawned, and replied listlessly, "I don't know, there are many assessment projects, and it's normal for them to change at any time."

He would only tell the fighters the direction of the assessment, and there was no other details to be told.

Too thorough, it's boring.

Have you ever seen the enemy on the battlefield telling you before the war begins, what will we do next and what will we do next?

Assessment is like fighting, the battlefield changes rapidly, and similarly, the assessment will change at any time.

It’s so boring to reveal all the assessments!

When An Xia saw that the vehicles were all speeding up, she got up.

When the soldiers saw it, they all started to curse.

"Are you mistaken? You're still speeding up! Are you teasing us?"

"No matter how fast your legs are, they are no more than four wheels!"

"I promised to gather ten kilometers, and they suddenly accelerated. How could we catch up!"

"Damn! How can people chase after me!"

How to chase?

Oh!

I'm just planning not to let them catch up!

The last one is missing from the gun parts!

Miao Hai had already run to An Xia, "Is it still missing a magazine? Is it in whom?"

"No, everyone asked, and the fighters behind said that they had no parts in their hands." An Xia's face was slightly dark, "There are only two possibilities, one, and some fighters did not find it."

"A type of magazine is not in the hands of any fighter."

Miao Haidao: "You run first, I'll ask the fighter later."

"I just confirmed everything." An Xia stopped him from running back. There were twelve fighters behind him, about a hundred meters behind them. Miao Hai ran back one hundred meters and would definitely not be able to catch up with the car.

Besides, she had asked them one by one just now.

"The magazine is a big guy and it cannot be missed, so I prefer that the magazine is not in the hands of any fighter." After An Xia said, there was a hotter look in her eyes than the sun. "It would be more fun to make simple things complicated."

"Miao Hai, don't treat this assessment as a normal assessment. Fu Siling is likely to be arranging a tactical assessment!"

There will be a lot of things happening halfway through that.

"Catch up with the car first, and then talk about it in detail." An Xia hugged the parts equipped with two automatic rifles tightly and accelerated his pace.

Miao Haidao: "Give me the gun and run together."

An Xia did not give a gun.

The gun is the life of a fighter. When the gun is there, the gun is gone, and the person is gone.

Finally, he gave the backpack to Miao Hai.

Without the weight of the backpack, An Xia was very fast and surpassed countless fighters all the way.

Miao Hai is also fast.

Carrying a backpack did not affect his speed, like a desert wolf running in the Gobi Desert, breaking through the barriers with fearless and fierce attitude and running towards the distance he wanted to go.

The two of them had already fallen behind in the back. After a sudden sprint, they rushed to the middle.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!