Before the death crawl was over, I heard the sound of bells ringing in my ears over and over again. Along the way, people kept crying and ringing bells.
"Don't cry! Put away your tears! If anyone cries again, I'll pack up and leave! Straighten your back and tense up! If you can't even bear this little pain, what qualifications do you have to participate in the Red Eagle selection!!
"I shouted over and over again, motivating them again and again. Just when it came to the death crawl, more than 20 people had already handed over their armbands. It can be seen that if you pull them out for a walk, you can tell whether they are mules or horses.
"The rest! The next step is one-on-one underwater breath-holding fighting!" I don't know if my technique is really as Deng Ye said, a bit vicious. I only know that strength proves everything.
Watching Xiaowei supervise and urge me, I remembered that Mi Lan’s Eagle Plan, Xiaowei and Yao Chi had done me terrible harm.
"Xiaomi, don't you think that your demands on them are too high? No one can do the fifty-meter death crawl with a person on your back!" Ling Yun looked at me helplessly.
In my eyes, I saw a soft heart.
"High? Do you think this is high? Death crawling, I, Tang Xiaomi, have done it, haven't I? I only look at strength. Without strength, there is no need to discuss anything!" I looked at the people struggling in the pool below with a cold face,
He shouted to them without any emotion, "Time! You don't have much time! Hurry!"
"Xiaomi, you have changed..." Ling Yun no longer looked at me, but stared at the people in the pool. Holding one's breath underwater originally consumed physical strength and was dangerous, but now they were allowed to hold one's breath and fight in the water.
I really don’t know how many of them will make it out alive.
"Really? Have you become more beautiful?" I raised the corners of my mouth evilly.
"Deputy Brigadier Mi, look..." Ling Yun turned to Mi Lan.
"Instructor, you have forgotten, Deputy Brigadier Mi, as long as the results are achieved."
Mi Lan sighed softly and said nothing. For a moment, it was as dull as a cloudy day between the three of us.
Others rang the bell and left. There are now forty-eight left.
"Running for thirty kilometers with a heavy load! On this road, there are no markers or direction signs. We can only rely on feeling, wisdom, and strength! If someone gets lost or wants to give up along the way, they can press the ultra-shortwave radio in their ears.
A helicopter will be sent to pick you up. Remember you only have three hours! I'll be waiting for you at the finish line. I wish you good luck! Let's go!" As soon as I gave the order, this large group of people ran away in a mighty manner. Three
Ten kilometers, sixty miles, comrades, I wish you good luck.
Xiaowei, Lingyun and Mi Lan and I got into the car. The car drove from the main road to the destination.
In the car, it was so quiet that I felt a little uncomfortable.
I held Milan's hand, "From the beginning of the game to now, you have only said one sentence." Yes, Milan understands me, she knows what I am thinking, and she can judge my next move from my movements.
One action, but I found that I didn't understand her a little bit.
"Ling Yun is right, you have really changed." Mi Lan turned around and looked at me seriously, as if she wanted to see through me from the bottom of her heart.
I slowly let go of Mi Lan's hand, "Really? Am I still Tang Xiaomi? The daughter of your Deputy Brigadier Mi."
"My daughter, she is a person who values love and justice. She values human life more than anything else." Mi Lan looked out the window and sighed silently.
"It's hard for a capable soldier to decide whether to live or die on the battlefield. If he's not well-selected or trained well, he has no real ability or strength, he'll still die on the battlefield." I closed the car window and suddenly felt that the wind and sand outside were a bit big, which made me feel uncomfortable.
Eyes hurt.
"Xiao..." Mi Lan wanted to say something else, but she never said it out loud. I knew she must be trying to persuade me again.
"Driver, gas!" At this time, I hated this atmosphere. I just wanted to hurry to the finish line and hear the voices of the participating warriors. It felt like the strong wind was still there.
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